Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

……

Hopeless.

Ye Yuchan is beyond saving.

Is it still not too late to expel her from the sect? If this continues, Yunping is worried that one day Yuchan will ruin the reputation of his Yuntian Academy to the point of being completely destroyed.

He completely ignored the drooling little money-grubber and turned to look at Jiang Yuetian beside him, who was looking down, seemingly deep in thought.

The roguish smile vanished instantly, replaced by a slightly somber solemnity.

"Little Jiang."

Upon hearing the teacher's call, Jiang Yuetian immediately raised her head, a subtle look of astonishment appearing on her stiff face, which was unsure how to express her inner feelings.

"Teacher, I'm here..."

Yunping believed that he had said everything he needed to say and done everything he needed to do regarding Jiang Yuetian.

If we continue, Jiang Yuetian's heart will likely be shaken. Too much rigidity leads to breakage, and too much softness leads to destruction—Yun Ping is certainly aware of this principle.

Therefore, Yunping only said one sentence to his second apprentice, who had a psychological trauma.

"Don't hold back, go all out."

Yes.

Just give it your all.

Even when facing Jiang Qinghua, Yunping never said such a thing.

He knew that the battle with Jiang Qinghua was just the beginning. If he let Jiang reveal all his cards at the very beginning, it would only make those who came later wary.

Xiao Jiang needs a breakthrough.

An outbreak that shocked the Chiang family beyond measure.

"I see."

Jiang Yuetian's eyes gradually brightened and hardened. He didn't know if he could really defeat the man who was like a ghost to him, but if he just went all out, it wouldn't be difficult.

Yunping smiled and nodded. As for the other disciples, Yunping had nothing to say. They had no emotional problems and no fear or nervousness.

After a few words of simple encouragement, the golden and jade gate at the bottom of the magnificent palace that reached the heavens was pushed open once again.

Approaching us were still the members of the royal family.

Chu Aotian, Chu Xin, Chu Chenxi... and a group of Chu family members and members of the royal family.

However, Chu Jingqiao was nowhere to be seen.

This was only natural, because Chu Jingqiao had long since vanished into thin air. Knowing this, Chu Aotian's face no longer held the arrogant and unrestrained smile he had before; instead, a heavy and serious expression filled his handsome face.

Almost as a matter of routine, as the eldest son of the empire, he was required to explain the rules of the ranking system.

"Everyone, today is the final round of the competition among all factions, and it is also the final round that will determine the rankings on the Lin Ranking and Lan Ranking. I believe that you are all fully prepared."

"Regarding the ranking list, I believe everyone here is already aware of its contents. This year's Ten Thousand Sects Competition will be the same as before. Lan-level and Lin-level cultivators will be assigned to two different secret realms to compete for the rankings on the list."

"As for the specific details, you should have already heard them, so I won't go into details."

"Now—begin your ranking process, everyone!"

It sounds like they said something, but in reality, it's like they said nothing at all.

It's unclear whether Chu Jingqiao's matter has affected Chu Aotian's mood, but his tone lacked sharpness and domineering, and his words sounded devoid of any motivation.

However, the cultivators didn't care about Chu Aotian's feelings at all; all they cared about was climbing the rankings.

"I'll be leaving now."

Yunping stood up from the rocking chair, but didn't put down the iced cola and peanuts in his hand.

He stretched out his hand and pointed to a slightly secluded bleacher in a corner not far away, and said to the group of Yuntian Academy disciples, "I will be watching you from over there. You must do your best and not embarrass Yuntian Academy."

Zhang Ruoxue glanced at Yunping, whose lips still bore traces of cola and whose mouth was still chewing peanuts, and muttered under her breath, "I think you're quite embarrassing right now, teacher..."

Looking around, the sect leaders or elders of the other sects all had solemn faces, standing with their hands behind their backs, letting the breeze blow across their dignified countenances. They were either earnestly instructing their disciples or carefully arranging magical artifacts for their own disciples.

He looked so nervous, as if he himself were the one going on stage, not his apprentice.

Where is Yunping?

Crack peanuts.

"Oh, they're just worrying unnecessarily. I trust you guys, that's why I won't spout that useless nonsense—"

The old rogue chuckled slyly, then glanced at the black figure waving at him from the stands in the distance, before saying to Ye Yuchan and the others, "Alright, I'm going up now. You guys figure it out yourselves."

"What do you mean 'do it yourselves'..." Ye Yuchan complained helplessly, thinking to herself that this old rogue really didn't act like a teacher at all. "At least say something inspiring, something that gets our blood pumping!"

Zhang Ruoxue silently twitched the corners of her mouth: "Come on, our teacher is not like that at all."

Xiao Yuan'er, who had always been on Yunping's side, raised her little hand at this moment, "Yuan'er thinks that Teacher is probably just a little shy... right?"

Upon hearing this, the incredulous gazes of the others were all directed at Yuan'er, causing our little Lin Yuan to suddenly feel somewhat frightened, her petite body trembling slightly.

They looked at each other as if they had heard the most bizarre and unsolved mystery in the world, their faces clearly showing the word "impossible".

Ye Yuchan squatted down with a big smile, patted her senior sister's head, and said in a painstaking manner, "Senior Sister Yuan'er, have you been cooped up in the palace these past few days? If you have a fever, you must tell us."

Even the usually aloof Fan Luokui chimed in, "Senior Sister Lin, this kind of joke isn't actually that funny."

"I think it's quite interesting—I'm already imagining how shy the teacher will look." Zhang Ruoxue smiled foolishly. "That would definitely be exciting."

Jiang Yuetian paused for a moment, then shook her head. "I can't imagine something that doesn't exist."

Lin Yuan: "..."

She suddenly felt that the group of people in front of her might all be fake Yuntian Academy students.

As they spoke, many cultivators had already stepped into the circular secret realm. Only then did the people from Yuntian Academy realize that it was time for them to set off as well.

"Let's go! I'm off to the priceless treasure that old rogue promised me!"

Driven by a desire for a certain "grand prize," Ye Yuchan pulled Zhang Ruoxue along as they headed towards the circular secret realm.

Upon seeing this, Fan Luokui, Lin Yuan, and Jiang Yuetian exchanged a smile and then entered the secret realm of the Lan-level cultivator.

Just before Zhang Ruoxue and Ye Yuchan officially stepped into the secret realm—

Sight.

A sharp gaze, concealing a maniacal killing intent and seemingly capable of piercing through everything, was cast from behind.

Zhang Ruoxue and Ye Yuchan, who were extremely sensitive to hostility, turned around at the same time, only to see a young boy.

That was a boy who wasn't much taller than Senior Sister Yuan'er, with short, bright red hair as red as a blazing flame, and his youthful face radiated... almost endless hostility.

Who is he?

do not know.

The two exchanged a glance and both saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

Clearly, they didn't know this boy at all. If they didn't know him, why would he show such fierce hostility?

Moreover, the Taoist robe the other party was wearing.

Ye Yuchan immediately recognized that the robe seemed to belong to the Three Heavens Academy... In other words, this boy, who looked only eleven or twelve years old, was a student of the Three Heavens Academy.

"Let's go..."

Without time to think too much, Ye Yuchan immediately grabbed Zhang Ruoxue's hand and quickly pulled her into the secret realm.

As the two figures slowly disappeared, the boy grinned.

"I'm really looking forward to it."

After uttering these incomprehensible words, he slowly entered the secret realm with heavy, slow steps.

The final round of fierce competition among all factions...

Stepping onto the list.

Officially begin!

143. Duel! Duel!

"What's wrong? You look so miserable. Did your teacher drain you dry again?"

Yunping sat beside the figure in black robes, calmly gazing at the vast circular secret realm within the arena.

The black-haired, black-eyed boy gave a wry smile. "Senior, you also know about the royal tombs. My teacher hasn't recovered from the shock of those so-called treasures these past few days."

When the topic of treasures came up, Yunping immediately thought of the IOU—to be honest, he never expected that Chu Lantian would keep his IOU for so long, even treating it as a treasure passed down through generations, and going so far as to set up so many restrictions to hide it.

Aside from wanting to harm his own descendants, Chu Lantian was probably also trying to warn Yun Ping...

—You still owe me three orders.

That's what they say, but in reality, Chu Lantian's meaning was very clear—he wanted Yunping to remember his promise from back then, and if the Lantian Empire were to encounter a great crisis one day, he hoped that Yunping would lend a helping hand.

However, this was clearly unnecessary. Regardless of whether the IOU existed or not, Yunping would still choose to help the Lantian Empire.

After all, that was the only thing left by one of his few close friends.

As for those three conditions...

"Haha..." The old rogue chuckled twice, feigning complete ignorance: "Although it is Emperor Wen's authentic work, it is neither a poem nor a song, so I reckon it won't fetch much money. Besides, Emperor Wen has long since passed away, so this IOU is of no use."

“Yes…” Fang Yan sighed helplessly, “These days, the teacher hasn’t been paying attention to anything. He was so distracted while pouring tea that he burned his hand, he forgot to use chopsticks when eating and almost ate with his hands, and he even forgot to wear pajamas to bed at night…”

……

Has something strange gotten mixed in?

Wait, how did Fang Yan know that his master sleeps without clothes on?

Yunping's mind immediately conjured up some inappropriate images for children. He quickly coughed twice, composed himself, and chose to steer the conversation away from there—

"Anyway, let's watch the game first."

"Ah."

Fang Yan responded, his face was serious, but Yun Ping felt that he was probably reminiscing about some pleasant things.