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

"Hmm, I think the teacher is quite biased."

As she said this, Lin Yuan puffed out her cheeks slightly, looking a little dissatisfied.

"Why do you say that?" Ye Yuchan asked, puzzled.

"Because, after the teacher brought us back, although he healed each of our wounds, he specifically stayed by your side for three days and three nights, Junior Sister Yu Chan..."

Three days and three nights...

Ye Yuchan blinked, a strange feeling welling up inside her.

She glanced in the direction Yunping had left, but the image of that snow-white figure involuntarily surfaced in her mind again, and that feeling vanished into nothingness.

"It's probably because my injuries were more severe..."

She smiled slightly, reached out her left hand, and patted Lin Yuan's head. "Senior sister, don't think too much. That old rogue is still very responsible and won't be biased."

"Hmm, that's true~"

Lin Yuan laughed happily, holding the guqin that had been damaged and repaired by Yun Ping in her arms. Her smile was bright and lovely.

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Volume 4 has finally begun.

As for this volume, emmmm~ barring any unforeseen circumstances, the boss will appear.

Hehehehe...

(I was exhausted from updating so much before, so there will be fewer updates these days.)

2. Reward distribution and future arrangements.

"How is Junior Sister Yu Chan doing?"

The courtyard house, the backyard.

Still wearing that red and white cheongsam, with purple hair hanging down to his temples and long silk reaching his waist, the young man named Jiang Yuetian sat upright at the simple stone table in the backyard, his expression slightly solemn.

Yun Ping slowly stepped forward and sat opposite him, speaking in an exceptionally calm tone.

"I made a wheelchair for this girl and let her play by herself. It should be fine."

"So that kind of injury can't be healed in a short time after all..." A knowing look flashed in Jiang Yuetian's eyes, and he sighed, "It seems that the Jiang family has really done something extraordinary."

When the Jiang family was mentioned, Yunping's eyes suddenly dimmed.

He remained silent for a long while, a rare occurrence, before a complex expression gradually forming on his face. He then spoke again, "Xiao Jiang, I..."

"It's ok."

Before Yunping could finish speaking, Jiang Yuetian gave his reply first.

With a face that could launch a thousand ships, Jiang Yuetian smiled genuinely, as if to reassure Yun Ping and ease his worries, even her tone taking on a deliberately relaxed tone: "I know what you're going to say, teacher, but it's alright. To me... the Jiang family isn't really a family—"

“It’s more like hell… I’m not willing to admit that it’s my home, even to my closest blood relatives.”

"The destruction of the Jiang family, to me, is simply the loss of a purgatory and a dark place in this world."

—Now, hell has disappeared.

The darkness that once terrified Jiang Yuetian was gone, and he had returned to Yuntian Academy, the place that had once brought him immense warmth at the age of fifteen.

If you really want to talk about it, Yuntian Academy is more like Jiang Yuetian's home.

Ke Yunping did not answer him.

In fact, he could tell that Jiang Yuetian was pretending to be relaxed at the moment. Whether he really had no feelings for the Jiang family at all, Yunping did not know.

However, it is certain that his actions in wiping out the Chiang family still had some impact on Chiang Kai-shek.

Human relationships are a very complex thing, even Yunping can't see through them.

He now only hopes that this will not affect Xiao Jiang's future life and spiritual practice.

In the silence, the door of a house in the backyard was slowly pushed open. A red and white striped long shirt with exposed armpits fluttered in the breeze, and with her long, cherry-colored hair as vibrant as cherry blossoms, Fan Luo Kui looked at Yun Ping with some surprise.

"teacher?"

"Hey, little Luo Kui." Yun Ping immediately reverted to his usual nonchalant tone, crossed his legs, and looked at Fan Luo Kui with a smile. "Long time no see. How's your recovery going?"

"It's only been five or six days since we last met, it's not like we've been apart for a long time." Fan Luokui corrected Yun Ping's statement as she stepped out of the room: "As for recuperation... she's doing very well right now."

As he said this, Yun Ping deliberately glanced at Fan Luo Kui's right arm, his divine sense sweeping over it.

A month ago, when Yunping brought the seriously injured and unconscious people back to the courtyard, he had already checked their injuries. Except for Yuan'er, who was in slightly better condition and only suffered some superficial injuries, the injuries of the others were not to be underestimated.

Fan Luokui's magic weapon was not only shattered into scrap metal, but the veins on her entire right arm were also burned to ashes. If it had been any worse, Yunping would have had to consider getting her a new arm as well.

Even now, at the moment when Fan Luo Kui said she was "in great shape," Yun Ping could still see certain charred-looking veins inside her arm—

From any perspective, it doesn't look like it has fully recovered.

This is why, after Fan Luokui arrived in front of Yunping, the latter swiftly tapped Fan Luokui on the head.

"Goo-"

The girl named Fan Luokui let out a rather cute mournful cry.

She tilted her head in confusion, her pale golden eyes staring blankly at Yunping. "Teacher, why did you suddenly hit me..."

Yun Ping raised an eyebrow, crossed his arms, and said with a serious expression, "You said you were in good condition, but now your right hand probably can't even support spiritual energy, and half of your meridians are in a useless state."

Fan Luokui blinked, then very seriously raised her right arm, spread her fingers, and then clenched her fist.

"I feel like I should be able to handle a knife by now."

"Take your head, my foot."

thump.

Yunping gave Fan Luokui another flick on the forehead.

"Ugh—!"

The same endearing, mournful cry.

"You should rest for a while longer. Don't even think about wielding a knife during this time. Focus on consolidating your cultivation." Yun Ping patted Fan Luo Kui's head and said in a deep voice, "You've already passed the skill test. Now you should focus more on your cultivation techniques."

Upon hearing Yun Ping forbid her from taking the knife, Fan Luo Kui couldn't help but retort, "I can continue practicing with the knife! It's just that a small portion of my meridians aren't functioning properly yet... I can bear with it for a bit..."

“Alright, Junior Sister Luo Kui,” Jiang Yuetian stepped forward at this moment. “Just listen to your teacher and rest for a while longer.”

"Senior Brother Jiang..."

Seeing that Jiang Yuetian and Yun Ping both said so, Fan Luokui knew that she would not be able to continue to comprehend the sword technique in a short period of time, so she sighed silently.

"I see……"

—A rather reluctant tone.

When Yunping saw Fan Luokui's dejected appearance, he smiled kindly and reached out to gently stroke her head.

"After some time, I will get you a good sword. Although the magic weapon you used to wear wasn't bad, if your cultivation level improves further and you reach the Kaiyuan stage, that magic weapon will no longer be suitable for you."

"A fine knife?" Fan Luo Kui's ears perked up immediately. "Really?"

"On the premise that you get plenty of rest during this time."

"Hmm..." Luo Kui lowered her head, and after thinking for less than three seconds, she nodded quite readily: "I know, I will get some rest."

—In many ways, Luo Kui is quite a well-behaved girl...

Unlike a certain disciple surnamed Ye, that girl seemed to have nothing on her mind except causing trouble and money.

Yunping, who had gained a great sense of accomplishment from his two female apprentices, Fan Luokui and Lin Yuan, was so moved that he was almost in tears.

This is exactly the female disciple he remembered!

"teacher?"

Fan Luo Kui stared blankly at Yun Ping, who was looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with a face full of relief, and whose eyes were even about to shed tears. She didn't quite understand why her teacher suddenly showed such an expression.

"No, it's nothing, just reflecting on life a little." Yun Ping chuckled, then seemed to remember something, "Speaking of which, if I remember correctly, it seems we haven't given you the rewards from the last Ten Thousand Sects Competition yet."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuetian and Fan Luokui exchanged a glance and said in unison.

"You still remember this?"

"What do you mean? Do you think I'm the kind of person who would easily forget something so important?"

Fan Luokui and Jiang Yuetian nodded in perfect unison.

It seems Fan Luokui isn't as well-behaved as I imagined... at least this girl still complains about Lao Yun.

Complained about by both disciples at the same time, Yun Ping smiled awkwardly, then took out two exquisite boxes from his storage ring and placed them in front of Jiang Yuetian and Fan Luokui.

The first thing placed in front of Jiang Yuetian was a crystal clear, semi-transparent light blue cube box. All six sides were covered with unknown crimson strip-shaped runes, crisscrossing each other, and a rolling crimson heat wave emanated from inside.

"Teacher, this is..."

For some reason, the moment Jiang Yuetian saw the box, the Lava Body within his body reacted violently, as if the scalding heat was about to erupt. This made him recall the burning sensation when he burned his blood during his duel with Jiang Shengxuan.

He instinctively clutched his burning chest, his purple eyes filled with bewilderment.

Yunping didn't answer directly, but let Jiang Yuetian find the answer herself: "Open it and take a look, but be careful and go slowly."

With Yun Ping's permission, Jiang Yuetian followed his primal impulse, tore off the crimson strip-shaped talisman, and then very gently opened the box.

call--

In an instant, a burst of flames rushed towards us.

A crimson flower, seemingly drenched in lava, rests quietly in the box. Its ten petals are covered with tiny red veins, as if lava were flowing within them, and each petal exudes a scorching heat that seems to burn the very air.

"This is the essence of the Great Wilderness Flame, produced only once every 500,000 years. Your Lava Body is a derivative elemental physique of the Great Wilderness Flame. This Wilderness Flame Flower should help your Lava Body advance further."

The Great Wilderness Heavenly Flame—that's one of the twenty-one ultimate techniques. This Wilderness Flame Flower was "scammed" by Yun Ping from Cang Hai Xuan Jin of the Treasure Pavilion. This thing is extremely precious.

Looking at the Wildfire Flower in her hands, more beautiful than any work of art, Jiang Yuetian took a deep breath, closed it, and said gratefully to Yun Ping—

"Thank you, teacher..."

"Alright, why are you being so polite with your teacher?"

After speaking, Yunping looked to the other side and saw Fan Luokui, who had also opened a box and was standing still.