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

Origin Ancestor - Kunxuan.

The true creator, standing above all living things, is the one who cleaved through the primordial chaos, creating the three great celestial realms, the three thousand great Daos, and countless ancient spirits. To him, the Ultimate is the child he created; he knows everything about the Ultimate and can naturally heal everything about the Ultimate.

But Kunxuan?

Even if Yunping kneels down and begs him, that old geezer won't help Yunping.

The feud between the two of them was far too numerous to mention...

Yunping could never possibly beg those two Origin Ancestors, those two murderers who killed her...

But if you don't ask for it...

"fine……"

A small, fair hand tugged at the sleeve of the silent young man.

He turned around in surprise and found the silver-haired girl in the wheelchair smiling at him.

"Don't make that face~ You're that old rascal... Your seriousness at times like this makes me really uncomfortable~"

Yunping gazed at Ye Yuchan in front of him, and looking at her seemingly energetic smile, he unconsciously felt his vision blur for a moment.

He seemed to see that snow-white figure again, and the figure that had accompanied him on the battlefield.

Seeing that Yunping remained silent, Ye Yuchan grinned, patted the old rogue on the back, and laughed, "Alright, it's not a big deal. If it can't be cured, it can't be cured. Anyway, we've lived two lives, and the combined time is roughly equivalent to the average human lifespan, so it's not a huge loss~"

"Instead of this, let's find somewhere to go have some fun another day, somewhere with beautiful scenery, that would be great..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Ye Yuchan's wrist was then grabbed by Yun Ping.

She suddenly froze, staring blankly at Yun Ping, whose expression had suddenly hardened, as if he had completely changed. The latter's grip seemed a little too strong, making her wrist ache.

"I won't let you die."

He said so.

Those dark eyes seemed to possess a magical power; he no longer laughed so carefree, but instead, his expression showed a rare firmness.

"I will absolutely, absolutely not let you die."

"I swear."

……

The girl's heart seemed to have been struck by something, and it began to beat faster.

Her face flushed red, and she turned her head to the side, not even daring to look into those mesmerizing eyes, and whispered, "They...they say that, but there's no...no cure anymore, is there?"

"There's no need for treatment."

Yunping's words startled both Yang Queyinghuo and Ye Yuchan.

Is treatment unnecessary?

What does it mean?

Ye Yuchan was also stunned. She turned her head and asked with a puzzled look, "Um... does that mean there's no need for treatment..."

"Since the erosion has completely taken control of your physical body by the Abyss Frost, there is no need to treat it. Moreover, the power of Yang Que Ying Huo is not enough to treat you now. In that case, let's just give up on the treatment process."

"Won't I still die then...?"

"No, it's just that your physical body will die."

Upon hearing this, Yang Queyinghuo seemed to sense something. His scarlet eyes emerged from the flames, staring at Yun Ping with astonishment and shock.

"You want to retrieve the Soul-Binding Chains?!"

Yun Ping glanced indifferently at Yang Queyinghuo, who looked as if she had seen a ghost: "You have to go."

Yang Queyinghuo clearly disagreed with Yunping's approach and questioned, "Even if her soul is preserved, finding a suitable physical body will be extremely difficult. Moreover, if the soul compatibility is insufficient, she may become a cripple!"

"Then let's find a body that's a perfect match."

"A perfectly fitting body is hard to find."

"Then let's build it!"

Yunping's eyes were filled with a resolute determination: "I will absolutely not let her die, absolutely."

Create a physical body!

Yang Queying narrowed his scarlet eyes, staring at Yunping with disbelief.

He knew how to create a physical body, and he also knew that what Yunping was talking about was definitely not creating an ordinary body that could contain Ye Yuchan's soul.

What are you planning to do?

He asked calmly, his tone gradually softening.

Because in Yang Queyinghuo's memory, Yunping was indeed that kind of person. If he really believed in something, he would not care even if he fought against the two Origin Ancestors who were the Creators, even if it meant the collapse of the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, he seemed to see again the Emperor Wen, who had once ascended to the pinnacle of immortality and transcended the heavens and earth...

Yunping smiled and placed his hand on Xiaoyuchan's head, gently rubbing it, his face once again displaying absolute confidence.

“Our little Yuchan has high standards for her physical body. If we just make her a random one, she probably won’t be happy. So, let’s make her a good one.”

"What do you mean?" After listening to so much, Ye Yuchan finally understood Yun Ping's idea and asked somewhat uneasily, "You're not going to give me a three-headed, six-armed lotus body so I can ride on the Wind and Fire Wheels, are you?"

"You wish! Lotus body, my foot! The physical body I'm going to give you is made of clay."

Ye Yuchan raised an eyebrow. "Then am I going to turn into a mud figure?"

"Yes."

Yunping reverted to his usual carefree self and laughed.

"And this soil is quite close by, it's right around here."

"The soil around here...?"

Suddenly, Ye Yuchan realized something, her dark eyes narrowed sharply, and she stared at Yun Ping with a look of horror.

The only thing she could think of about the soil around here was—

"Twenty-one extremes of ash, use this to make your physical body—"

"I guess I'm barely qualified?"

59. That woman

"Whether Gray Earth is willing to help or not is another matter, but if we really want to do the Soul Binding Lock, we may need to hurry up."

Yang Queyinghuo didn't object to Yunping's somewhat audacious suggestion; instead, she kindly offered a reminder.

Ye Yuchan's delicate body was reflected in those huge eyes: "There has never been a case of a human body surviving the erosion of the Abyss's terrifying ice before. Even you couldn't protect her for long, could you?"

Yunping did not deny Yang Queyinghuo's judgment.

Because that is indeed the case.

If he hadn't been by Ye Yuchan's side, or hadn't arrived at the scene in time, perhaps Yuchan's body and even soul would have been completely eroded by the Abyss Ice, turning her into a puppet of the Abyss.

By then, let alone sitting in a wheelchair and chatting happily like now, even his mind will probably be swallowed up, and he will be no different from a living corpse.

The fact that Yu Chan is alive now is because the old rogue is suppressing the erosion and spread of the Abyss Fear Ice within Ye Yu Chan's body.

Unfortunately—

Even Yunping has things he can't do.

What he is doing now is almost equivalent to temporarily halting Ye Yuchan's death. This is a major act that goes against the life and death of living beings. With his abilities, this is the limit he can achieve.

After all, he couldn't bring the dead back to life, and naturally he couldn't reverse the degree of erosion.

Unlike Yang Queyinghuo, he is the nemesis of the Abyss's terrifying ice. With his own energy, he can directly remove the erosion from Ye Yuchan's body, rather than causing any so-called "regression."

However, now that Yang Que Ying Huo's essence has been damaged, if he says it can't be cured, then it really can't be cured.

This means that Yunping needs to act as soon as possible.

Because he knew very well—

Time is running out for Ye Yuchan.

Yunping glanced casually at the silver-haired girl beside him, who seemed to have come to terms with the situation, took a deep breath, and asked Yang Queyinghuo with a solemn expression, "Can you tell how much longer she can hold on?"

"Judging from the current situation, your suppressive power can still make the Abyss Ice Fear a little, but in a few days, it will start to stir."

Yang Queyinghuo made no attempt to avoid suspicion and spoke frankly.

"We can only hold on for another month at most; that's the limit."

One month...

Ye Yuchan's delicate body trembled slightly. Although she had previously shown indifference to death, it was clearly a deliberate act.

The moment she heard that she only had one month left to live, the girl's fair face turned pale, and fear flickered uncontrollably in her eyes.

It would be the same for anyone.

Just like a patient who hears that they have terminal cancer, are almost beyond saving, and have only a little life left, despair undoubtedly creeps into their heart.

"A month...?"

Yun Ping's complicated gaze fell on Ye Yuchan, who had her head down, and he slowly placed his hand on her head, patting it gently: "It's okay, a month is enough."

"..."

Ye Yuchan raised her head and stared at Yun Ping's unusually serious face with some surprise.

"You're our important disciple~" Yunping laughed as he ruffled Yuchan's hair. "Don't worry, we won't let you die, and the new body we'll create for you will be even sexier than it is now."

Sexy than now...

Ye Yuchan raised an eyebrow, her expression darkening slightly: "You have a problem with my current figure, don't you?"

The old rogue blinked and smiled as he looked at the silver-haired girl in the wheelchair who barely reached his chest. "Everything else is fine, except she's a little...short?"

"Do you believe I'll jump up right now and smash your head in?"

"You'd be more likely to jump up and hit my knee now!"