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

But the problem is, in his mind, there are just too many possibilities for black rain...

Evil arts from the ancient demon era, secret techniques from the era of a hundred saints, the form of a spring after it has been polluted, or perhaps the dark water in the abyss of the demon race...

Without exception, even the dark water that could kill a saint could not extinguish the Yangque Fire Domain.

Saintly Xuanjin's aged body straightened slightly. He stood before the cloud with an extremely solemn posture, and his tone became particularly heavy: "Those rains were too strange. They were unlike any liquid I have ever known. They were more like fragments in the shape of water droplets, and it was these fragments... that extinguished the raging fire of the Yangque Fire Domain."

"What about Yang Que Ying Huo?"

“I don’t know.” Saintly Xuanjin shook his head. “He doesn’t seem to have directly confronted the Black Rain. Perhaps they have already fought in some unknown place. So at least on the surface, no one saw Yang Que Yinghuo directly resisting the Black Rain.”

"And then it lost?" Zhang Ruoxue asked, finding it unbelievable even to herself.

Even more incredibly, the Holy Profound Gold nodded, indicating that Zhang Ruoxue's guess was correct: "Yes, the Yangque Yinghuo was defeated. I sensed that it seemed to have suffered a severe injury that affected its very essence, and then it left this place with its Yangque Fire Domain..."

leave……

Upon hearing those two words, Yunping's expression finally softened somewhat.

Because leaving and disappearing completely are two different states. The former at least indicates that Yang Que Ying Huo still exists in the world. As long as it is found, there is still a possibility of curing Ye Yu Chan. The latter is pure despair.

However... the fact that Black Rain could severely injure and force someone like Yang Queyinghuo to flee clearly indicates that it is no ordinary thing.

Yun Ping didn't believe that the black rain was some kind of natural disaster. Almost all of the Twenty-One Extremes were beings on par with the Heavenly Emperor. Not to mention that other Great Daos didn't have the qualifications, even if the Heavenly Dao itself wanted to touch the Twenty-One Extremes, it would have to see if the two big shots above it would agree.

So someone must have fought against Yang Que Ying Huo—the one who summoned the Black Rain.

"Do you know who did it?" Yunping asked, wanting to get some information from the Holy Profound Gold.

However, even the Holy Profound Gold could not provide any clues. He shook his head and said, "I don't know. The black rain came too fast and too suddenly. At that time, I had not yet established the Holy Feather Sect. Instead, I was hiding in a corner of the Kuntian Domain, sleeping. I only woke up when the black rain came."

"Who summoned the Black Rain, only Yang Queyinghuo probably knows..."

"Do you know where he went?"

Saintly Xuanjin's aged eyes stared at Yun Ping for a long while, and then slowly uttered a sentence—

"The Kuntian Domain is too vast."

Yes, it's too big.

Therefore, even the sacred black gold could not know where the Yangque Yinghuo had gone.

It suffered a severe injury that damaged its very essence, and it will definitely not recover anytime soon. Even after 150 years, its injuries will not be fully healed.

One hundred and fifty years is far too short for the twenty-one ultimate beings that have survived since the beginning of creation.

The clues... have gone cold.

Although they encountered their old friend, the Holy Profound Gold, in the end, they only figured out how the Yangque Fire Domain disappeared. Not only did they not know the whereabouts of the Yangque Heroic Fire, but they also inexplicably gained the suspicion of the Black Rain...

The original problem remained unresolved, and a new question arose.

Fortunately, they at least knew that Yang Queyinghuo was probably still alive, but had been moved to some other place.

As an being who has lived for countless years, the Holy Profound Gold immediately noticed the disappointment on the faces of Yu Chan and Ruo Xue, and a subtle smile appeared on its face.

"Don't be so disappointed. Although I don't know where Yang Queyinghuo went, someone does."

Yun Ping narrowed his eyes: "Who?"

Instead of directly answering Yunping's question, the Holy Mystic Gold simply offered a brief explanation.

"The gambling den in Chaos City opened ten days ago."

The City of Chaos?

A gambling den?

Yu Chan adjusted her wheelchair slightly to a more comfortable position and asked, "What's that?"

"Something that resembles a secret realm, yet is not a secret realm."

—The one who responded was the young man in white standing next to Yu Chan.

Yun Ping stared intently at the Holy Feather Sect Master in front of him, the white-haired old man who was the incarnation of the Holy Profound Gold, and asked, "Are you telling the truth? That gambling den has reopened?"

"Absolutely true." The old man smiled and stroked his beard, exuding an air of otherworldly wisdom and composure. "When have I ever lied to you?"

"it is good."

Yunping responded succinctly, his dark eyes filled with decisiveness.

Zhang Ruoxue and Ye Yuchan were dumbfounded when they saw all this. What gambling house? What Chaos City? Where did all this nonsense come from?

Zhang Ruoxue, in particular, had been finding the conversation between Yun Ping and Shengjie Xuanjin rather difficult to understand from the beginning. As the one with the lower IQ among the two straightforward girls of Yuntian Academy, she was still trying her best to analyze the conversation between Yun Ping and Shengjie Xuanjin.

"Um, teacher, could you explain what the Chaos City and the gambling house are? I don't quite understand."

"Chaos City is a city in the central area of ​​Kuntian Domain. Almost every force will place a few informants in Chaos City because it is the channel for most forces to conduct transactions in the dark. Certain shady things can be seen almost everywhere in Chaos City."

As Yunping explained, he recalled the trouble he had encountered in the City of Chaos.

—He had spent some time in the City of Chaos before, and not only did he cause chaos in the city, but he was also almost ordered to be hunted down by the city lord at the time... because he accidentally fell in love with the city lord's daughter.

Well, and not just one. He managed to seduce all three of the city lord's triplets, his three precious daughters, which infuriated the city lord so much that he kicked the old rogue out not long after.

Erasing the memories that automatically popped into his mind, Yunping coughed twice and slowly turned the page.

"As for that gambling den, let's just say it's an entity that needs to exchange gambling for information. Basically, there's no information that a gambling den in this world doesn't know."

The two girls finally understood: "So we have to go to that gambling den... to gamble on the whereabouts of the Yangque Yinghuo?"

"Yes."

Ye Yuchan nodded knowingly... At the same time, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "The world is indeed full of wonders, and there are even gambling dens like this."

Moreover, judging from the old rogue's tone, it seems that being omniscient is indeed a characteristic of that gambling den.

An all-knowing gambling den?

The more I hear it, the more amazing it becomes.

"The City of Chaos is not far from the Holy Feather Sect. If you want to go, you can take one of our Holy Feather Sect's carriages."

As soon as the words "Holy Mystic Gold" were uttered, Yun Ping couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

He glanced at the seemingly calm and composed Saintly Xuanjin, and a smirk appeared on his lips. "What's this all of a sudden? Need my help with something?"

"It's not about helping," Saintly Profound Gold grinned, "I just want you to bring someone with you."

Yun Ping's smile gradually faded: "You're not talking about the Holy Maiden of your Holy Feather Sect with that 'special' binding method, are you?!"

"A special binding method? What is that? Does Xingchen know how to do that?" Jie Xuanjin frowned.

"Holy crap, it really is her?"

Yun Ping was shocked. Duan Xingchen was the culprit who had caused him so much humiliation.

"Don't worry, Xingchen is very well-behaved. You just need to take care of her. Besides, there are things she cares about. This trip to the casino will be a good opportunity to help her resolve some of her doubts."

"You probably wouldn't help with such a small favor, would you?" Saintly Xuanjin looked at Yunping with genuine sincerity, then added in a teasing tone, "Or are you afraid your two little lovers will get jealous?"

Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue both stiffened at the same time, their extremely unfriendly gazes falling on Yun Ping, especially his eyes, which were so sharp they seemed to pierce through the old rogue's body.

Yun Ping let out a wry smile, thinking to himself, "Why are you all glaring at me? It's that unreliable old man, Sheng Jie Xuan Jin, who said that. What's the point of him glaring at me like that..."

"Alright, alright, then I'll reluctantly bring that girl along."

For Yunping, bringing another person along wasn't a big problem. Her initial resistance to Duan Xingchen stemmed mainly from the fact that she had a twisted, obsessive brother who was obsessed with his sister...

Yun Ping didn't want to provoke the elders of the Holy Feather Sect unnecessarily. If they targeted him, he would be in a dilemma, which would be bad—after all, Holy Profound Gold was also an old friend of his.

Let's take it one step at a time.

Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue had no objection to Yunping's choice. In their opinion, if Yunping wouldn't even lay a hand on a beauty like Yin Hanxuebing, who was as beautiful as a fairy, then he probably wouldn't do anything special with Duan Xingchen.

Even Ye Yuchan suspected that the old rogue might have contracted some kind of disease that would kill him, since Yunping had met so many girls but had never actually made a move on any of them.

Or is it that Yunping actually...

What's the problem?

With these subtle doubts in mind, Ye Yuchan, sitting in her wheelchair and pushed by Zhang Ruoxue, slowly left the cave dwelling in the very center of the Holy Feather Sect with Yun Ping.

……

Watching the departing figures of the crowd, the smile on Shengjie Xuanjin's face slowly froze.

He subconsciously recalled the catastrophe of 150 years ago. In fact, there was some information he had not told Yunping.

It wasn't because he wanted to hide this information, but because he didn't want Yunping to be distracted by it.

As a friend, all he could do was quietly disappear and not let that guy hold him back.

"Ugh……"

A heavy sigh escaped from his pale lips.

Previously, even Yun Ping hadn't noticed that the body of the Holy Profound Gold had been maintaining a vigorous appearance, but after Yun Ping left, his face suddenly turned much paler.

He slowly sat down, pulled up the long sleeve of his right hand that had been hanging down to about his knees, and dragged it up to his arm...

What is presented before you is no longer that normal flesh.

On his purplish-black skin, veins filled with an unidentified black substance emerged. These veins crisscrossed and pulsated incessantly like a beating heart. With each pulsation, the purplish-black color on his arm intensified.

Moreover, the purplish-black area was growing larger and larger, now covering his entire arm and spreading towards his heart.

—This is the thing he didn't tell Yunping.

One hundred and fifty years ago...

He had already been corrupted by that black rain.

Now, the corrosive force is relentlessly destroying his very essence... Although he can hold on for a while longer, he is already at his last gasp.

His long sleeves slowly drooped down, concealing the almost twisted arm, and a relieved expression appeared on his holy, dark gold face:

"The rest is up to you..."

"I hope I can hold on a little longer, otherwise... it will be too late."

14. Before leaving

"I disagree!"