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

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

I ate something bad yesterday and have had diarrhea ever since (it still hurts).

To maintain perfect attendance and avoid getting scolded by you all—I'll just update one chapter for now.

I feel like I might have some kind of mild food poisoning...

Hopefully tomorrow morning will be better.

26. He and she

After everyone left that empty, void space—

Inside the manor, the number of gamblers still lingering in the casino has decreased significantly, and the initial bustle when people first entered the place is gone.

I don't know if they all left, or if they all died.

As far as Yunping was concerned, the others didn't matter.

The problem is that someone who should be in the manor is not in sight at this moment.

He squinted and scanned all directions, but he couldn't find the girl with the radiant glow he remembered.

She left before you.

A somewhat bewitching female voice reached their ears, and at the same time, the aura of the demon race slowly approached Yun Ping and the others.

The demon girl, dressed in slightly revealing and ornate clothing, was staring intently at Yun Ping, her charming and delicate face filled with curiosity.

In fact, after Yunping and the others left, she also played several gambles, but failed to turn the tables, and naturally did not have enough chips to exchange for the answer to the question she wanted.

That's why she's standing here waiting for Yunping and the others to come out.

—If I can't ask the boss, then I'll have to ask this man in front of me.

"she?"

"The girl who came with you."

As the demon girl spoke, she slowly approached Yun Ping, a complex and indescribable expression gradually appearing on her face.

As for one of the triplets who had once chased him across most of the Kuntian Domain, Yun Ping recoiled as if he had encountered a ghost or a god, taking several steps back.

As they created some distance, they asked, "Did she say anything before she left?"

"He didn't say anything..." The demon girl continued to try to get closer to the old rogue, while twitching her delicate nose twice, as if she were smelling him. "But after asking the boss his question, he looked flustered. I guess he got some incredible answer."

An incredible answer?

Speaking of which, the old man from the Holy Profound Gold Sect mentioned before that Duan Xingchen seemed to have a question he desperately wanted to know.

Could it be that the answer to that question made her...?

Thinking of this, Yun Ping subconsciously began to search for Duan Xingchen's location—after confirming that the girl had left Chaos City safely, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be best if he didn't interfere in what happened next, since that was the young girl's private matter.

His consciousness returned to the manor, and he was finally forced to confront the demon girl who was causing him so much trouble—

"So you've been staying here just to wait for us?"

"To be precise, it was to wait for you."

The demon girl's figure flickered slightly as she swiftly arrived less than a meter in front of Yun Ping. Her voluptuous and alluring figure swayed slightly, her captivating posture accompanied by the faint fragrance emanating from her snow-white skin.

She stretched out her fair and delicate fingers and placed them on Yunping's shoulder, stroking him through his clothes, her brows full of doubt and confusion.

This ambiguous action infuriated our Yu Chan. She maneuvered her wheelchair directly between the two, blocking Yun Ping's path. Her silver hair fell to her temples, and her pretty face was filled with a protective vigilance.

"Wait a minute, who are you? Do you know this old scoundrel?"

Faced with the silver-haired girl who suddenly jumped out to stop her, the beauty from the demon race only took a slight step back, her captivating and alluring gaze still fixed on Yun Ping.

After a moment of contemplation, she smiled and replied, "Perhaps he and I do know each other, and our relationship might even be quite extraordinary."

stare--

Upon hearing this, both Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue's sharp gazes simultaneously focused on Yun Ping.

Oh dear, this is troublesome.

However, to be fair, the old rogue didn't believe that this demon girl's cultivation level was enough to recognize him as the former Emperor Wen, Xuan Lei. He figured that her claim of knowing him was just a bluff.

Trying to trick yourself out?

Just kidding, Yunping wouldn't fall for such a simple trick.

He immediately put on a rather sincere wry smile, "I really don't think I have that much charm that makes you want to hit on me in such an old-fashioned way."

The demon girl narrowed her eyes, still looking skeptical: "What, you don't want to admit what you did?"

"Seriously, girl, you've mistaken me for someone else, haven't you?"

"I don't think I'll admit I'm wrong."

The demon girl stared intently at Yun Ping, her gaze filled with certainty: "You have that person's scent on you, a scent I will never forget in my life."

"That person?" Ye Yuchan seemed to sense something. "Who is it?"

Upon hearing this, the demon girl paused for a moment, then a faint blush appeared on her face, as if she were recalling past events. Her girlish heart seemed to burst forth, and her tone became somewhat gentle.

"That man named Emperor Wen..."

stare--

Ye Yuchan's gaze was practically murderous!

Emperor Wen... wasn't he just an old rogue?

The answer is quite simple: there's a 90% chance that the woman in front of you who claims to have a special relationship with Yunping is the old rogue's former lover!

Thinking of this, Ye Yuchan felt an uncontrollable surge of jealousy rising in her heart. She puffed out her cheeks, pinched Yunping's waist with her small hands, and twisted it two or three times.

—This was the first time Yunping had ever had his waist pinched by someone who had used spiritual energy to enhance it.

"hiss--"

Although it wasn't particularly painful, Yunping still couldn't help but gasp. At the same time, he subconsciously turned to look at the silver-haired girl whose face was extremely gloomy, yet still wore a faint smile...

What should I do if I have a female apprentice who likes to control me? I need help urgently!

But it was at this moment that Zhang Ruoxue suddenly transformed into a genius, asking in return, "Wait a minute, wasn't Emperor Wen already dead? Miss, are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else?"

“Yes…yes.” Yun Ping had no other choice but to go along with Zhang Ruoxue’s words: “The death of Emperor Wen is a fact recognized by the three great heavens. This beautiful lady, you should not speak carelessly.”

“I don’t care, I don’t believe Emperor Wen is dead. So many years have passed, but I still believe he is alive, living somewhere.”

"No...where did you get the information that Emperor Wen is still alive?"

The demon girl paused for a moment in response to the old rogue's question.

He immediately nodded very seriously: "Intuition."

One sentence was enough to choke Yunping to death.

—Your intuition is incredibly accurate…

"and……"

At this point, the demon girl suddenly moved closer to Ye Yuchan. Under the latter's extremely gloomy gaze, which seemed to drip with black water, she sniffed and then frowned.

She pointed at Ye Yuchan and took a few steps back, "You have a smell that I really hate."

Ye Yuchan: "???"

Indeed, most demons wouldn't like the smell of a human cultivator, since they are different races, but it wouldn't be to the point of "disliking" them.

The demon girl's words were clearly not a lie, which meant...

Abyss of terrifying ice?

Ye Yuchan seemed to have thought of this as well. She subconsciously adjusted the silver mask that covered half of her face and said in a relatively calm tone, "I don't have any special smell on me. It's probably just my constitution."

"No, it's not a matter of constitution."

Without the slightest hesitation, the demon girl immediately denied Ye Yuchan's words.

She stared intently at the silver-haired girl in front of her, her eyes revealing a mixture of disgust, jealousy, and envy...

An indescribable complex expression appeared on her face, and even her tone of voice became exceptionally perplexing.

"You smell... a lot like her."

"Her?" Ye Yuchan tilted her head, not understanding.

“…Hmm.” The demon girl paused, then shook her head. “No, it’s nothing. Compared to this—”

She turned her gaze to Yunping again: "Are you really Emperor Wen?!"

Well, in the end, I still have to ask this troublesome question.

Yunping sighed helplessly. Right now, he could only resort to lies to deal with this relentlessly pursuing demon beauty.

Since she recognized me because of my scent, then I have no choice but to...

"I was reluctant to say it, but since you insist, I have no choice but to tell you."

A helpless bitterness appeared on Yunping's face. He slowly extended his right hand, and the storage ring on his index finger immediately flashed with a faint light.

The next second, a seemingly ordinary roll of pale white paper suddenly appeared in Yunping's palm.

He slightly opened the scroll, and in an instant, several powerful strokes of ink appeared before everyone's eyes—these were words written in the style of the Great Way of Literature!

The demon girl immediately recognized it: "This is... an authentic work by Emperor Wen?!"

Yun Ping nodded and quickly closed the scroll to prevent the overwhelming Dao intent from dissipating. "This is a scroll of Emperor Wen's authentic calligraphy that I obtained by chance. The reason why you felt that I had Emperor Wen's aura was probably because of this scroll..."

"I see……"

The demon girl looked enlightened. In fact, it was quite difficult for her to believe that Yun Ping, such a thin and decadent guy, was Emperor Wen.

The answer Yunping is giving now is clearly more in line with reality.

When Emperor Wen's original work was revealed, the demon girl's gaze towards Yun Ping changed drastically, from initial curiosity to a lack of interest.

Even so, she didn't give up: "Where did you get this authentic work by Emperor Wen?"