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

"Somewhere in the Desolate Heaven Domain..." Yun Ping lied without batting an eye.

"Are there other people inside the secret realm?"

“No…” Yunping sighed. “When I arrived, there was no one else in the secret realm, only this scroll of Emperor Wen’s original calligraphy.”

"I see..."

The demon girl lowered her head in utter disappointment.

Seeing the beautiful woman's dejected appearance, Yun Ping sighed silently. He then glanced at Ye Yuchan, whose expression remained indifferent, and said to the demon girl, "In that case, we will take our leave now. Farewell, young lady."

"Ah."

There was no longer any need to keep Yunping and the others, and the demon girl had no interest in asking any more questions.

Now she's almost used up all her bargaining chips, and she still hasn't gotten any answers from them. She probably won't be able to explain herself to her older and younger sisters when she goes back this time.

"Ugh……"

She looked up at the sky and sighed, gazing at the dark expanse.

So many years have passed...

Is he really still alive?

27. Come on, let's have some soup together!

Having said goodbye to the Fat and Thin Gambling House, Yun Ping and the others emerged from the manor, but the "Light Bulb Girl" was no longer by their side.

Yun Ping knew absolutely nothing about the secret Duan Xingchen harbored in her heart. He did not possess mind-reading abilities. Although there was a technique in ancient times that allowed him to directly access a person's soul to read their memories—a method considered an evil art—he would not casually read other people's memories unless absolutely necessary.

So he has no obligation to ask where that girl with her own glowing effect wants to go or where she wants to go, and naturally he has no right to interfere.

She can go wherever she wants; everyone is born free, and Old Yun has no right to interfere.

But there's something even more troublesome right now—

stare--

Rain Cicada's gaze hadn't changed since she left the Fat and Thin Gambling House; her face remained so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip black water, and her delicate cheeks screamed "dissatisfaction."

Walking in a corner of the Chaos City, a place that could be considered sparsely populated, Yun Ping walked slowly in the direction he remembered, while awkwardly glancing at a certain silver-haired girl with a forced smile.

"Hey old scoundrel, it seems you have quite a few lovers."

Ye Yuchan spoke in a sour tone, her beautiful eyes staring at the young man in white with a hint of grievance.

"That...that's not my old flame." Yunping dared not admit it at this moment, he didn't want to be caught and beaten by Ye Yuchan every day. "I really have nothing to do with her."

"I don't really care about that demon woman; I'm asking about the other one."

"The other one?"

To Yunping's surprise, Ye Yuchan did not pursue the matter of the demon girl any further.

Unexpectedly, Ye Yuchan probably also realized that the demon girl was probably just an admirer of Emperor Wen, and that she probably didn't really have much to do with Yun Ping.

So she didn't care too much. After all, there are countless beauties in the world, and nine out of ten who admire Emperor Wen are like that. The other one might just be born disliking men.

Recalling the conversation in that indescribable space, Ye Yuchan narrowed her eyes, adopting a detective-like posture, crossed her arms, and spoke in an exceptionally cold tone: "I remember that skinny boss seemed to have told you that you had someone you really didn't want to see... [her], right?"

In fact, Ye Yuchan had already noticed that something was wrong with Lao Yun at that time.

If it were truly just an old friend who gave Yunping a headache, his expression wouldn't be so strange. Add to that the skinny boss's attitude, and a woman's intuition...

Yes, it was a woman's intuition again—Ye Yuchan felt that this thing really worked quite well.

She always felt that the one who gave Yunping a headache was definitely a woman.

Yun Ping was slightly taken aback. He gasped, genuinely not expecting Ye Yuchan to suddenly ask this question: "Didn't I tell you? He's an old friend."

"Oh, old friend? Are you good-looking?"

"How would I know if someone is good-looking or not..."

"Have you ever held hands?"

Yunping blinked and continued to play dumb: "Why would I hold hands with a grown man for no reason? I don't have any homosexual relationships."

Ye Yuchan narrowed her eyes into slits. "Oh? A grown man? Since you two are good friends, have you ever shared a bed?"

Upon hearing this, Yunping's expression underwent a rather subtle change.

Although it was only fleeting, Ye Yuchan still managed to catch this change—

There's no mistaking it; that stomach-ache-like expression is absolutely spot on!

Believe it or not, Yunping actually did share a bed with that girl back then, but as for the specifics... apart from the last step, he basically did everything he could.

What's even more terrifying is that the old rogue was on the defensive the entire time, one could even say...

He didn't let the girl go to his bed willingly; he went to her bed willingly.

—Yeah, I was tricked into going up there.

Just thinking about what happened back then gave Yunping a headache and a stomachache. He wished he could travel back in time and slap his past self a few times. How could a great man like you, who was later revered as Emperor Wen, be so easily fooled by a little woman?

Although it's currently under the control of someone surnamed Ye...

"Ahem... Instead of that, let's talk about something more important."

When faced with the question posed by Ye Yuchan, Yunping said that the question was seriously beyond the scope of the curriculum and was a death sentence, so he used the method of changing the topic to avoid answering.

"Humph."

Ye Yuchan could easily see through the old rogue's little scheme. After letting out a coquettish snort, she pouted her little mouth in dissatisfaction, her face showing an expression as if a vinegar jar had been overturned, extremely sour.

She knew that if she continued to ask, Yunping would definitely use various excuses to change the subject. That old bastard had many tricks up his sleeve. As a disciple who had been tricked by Yunping countless times, Ye Yuchan was too lazy to continue arguing with Yunping.

Anyway... she's already certain that "that guy" is the old rogue's former lover!

"Speaking of which, where... is this place again?"

It was at this moment that Zhang Ruoxue's words pulled Yu Chan out of her jealousy.

She looked around somewhat blankly. She had been so busy arguing with Yunping that she had almost forgotten she was still walking in the City of Chaos—come to think of it, she had just brushed past several tentacle-like floating monsters...

It was still pitch black all around, but unlike the city walls covered with blood-red vines, the darkness looked more like a boundless ocean with an unusually calm surface.

Not far ahead, there seemed to be a thatched hut, next to which was a wooden bridge extending into the calm water. Several unidentified small dots seemed to be floating on the water beside the bridge... It was impossible to tell what they were.

Ye Yuchan looked back again and realized that they had already left the City of Chaos, but they hadn't gone far. Instead, they had arrived in the south of the City of Chaos.

"The gateway to the underworld."

Zhang Ruoxue glanced at Yun Ping, whose tone had suddenly become solemn, with surprise. "This is the road to the Netherworld? I don't seem to see anything..."

"Not here, it's there."

Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue looked in the direction Yun Ping was pointing, only to find that he wasn't pointing to any road at all, but rather—

That pitch-black sea.

What do you mean?

Ye Yuchan was the first to react, "You old rogue, don't tell me that Youming is on the other side of the river?"

“It’s not that simple, okay…” Yun Ping slowly stepped forward and walked towards the thatched hut: “After crossing the River of Oblivion, you will reach the Netherworld Cave. Only after descending into the Netherworld Cave can you reach the Netherworld.”

"Oh~"

Ye Yuchan nodded, then, as if she had discovered something, exclaimed in astonishment, "What do you call this river?"

"The River of Oblivion."

"Isn't that the river in the Yellow Springs Hell?"

"Ah."

Yunping nodded and continued walking towards the thatched hut.

Ok?

What does "hmm" mean?

Ye Yuchan suddenly panicked. Although she knew that the world she was in was completely different from her original world, the sudden appearance of a river with the same name as the River of the Underworld and such a strange appearance made her quite flustered.

Zhang Ruoxue, unaware of the River of Oblivion, tilted her head innocently and asked, "Yu Chan, what's wrong?"

"N-nothing...it's nothing." Ye Yuchan suppressed her inner panic, turned around, swallowed, and said to Zhang Ruoxue, "Hey Ruoxue, let's walk slowly later and follow the old rogue to see what's going on."

"why?"

"Because I'm afraid an old woman will crawl out of that thatched hut and force you to drink soup with cilantro in it..."

Zhang Ruoxue: "???"

……

Although Zhang Ruoxue could understand almost every word Ye Yuchan said, when those words were put together—

I'm sorry, Zhang Ruoxue thinks that her brain might indeed be a little malfunctioning.

However, since it was Yu Chan's request, Zhang Ruoxue agreed. In any case, her teacher was strong and healthy, so even if there really was some strange old woman in that thatched hut, it wouldn't be a bad thing to let him handle it first.

When there's a problem, the teacher steps in; when there's no problem, the old man...

—Ahem, that's not quite right.

dong dong dong.

Arriving at the thatched hut, Yunping didn't even notice that his two female disciples were already fifty meters away from him. He leaned against the hut, which looked as if it would collapse in the wind, and gently knocked on the door.

—No one responded.

dong dong dong.

He knocked three more times.

A gust of cold wind blew by, but still no one responded.

Yunping wasn't impatient; this time, he knocked four times.

Knock knock knock knock.

Just as Ye Yuchan behind him began to hesitate about whether to back out, the door of the thatched hut was suddenly pushed open.