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

Wait, no way...

Ye Yuchan seemed to have thought of a certain possibility.

The world that this woman, who calls herself Ye Xuanqiu, speaks of—

Does it refer to the world before she and Yunping traveled to?

She knew about time travel?!

"You...you wouldn't..."

"Hmm~ just as you thought." The woman replied with a smile before Ye Yuchan could finish speaking: "I know you don't belong to this world, and I also know that he, like you, is not from here."

"Are you also...?"

"Do not."

She shook her head, a hint of melancholy in her eyes: "Although I wish I were, I am actually powerless to change it, which is why I envy you so much."

"Envious of...me?"

Ye Yuchan was increasingly confused about what this person was talking about.

What is the purpose?

What is its origin?

do not know.

I have no idea.

"Yes, you and I are different, even though we should be the same."

Ye Xuanqiu shook her head and sighed, a hint of regret appearing on her beautiful face.

With a casual wave of her hand, all the guns in the space were twisted into fragments, and the scattered bullets and missiles all disappeared without a trace.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.

"But don't worry, one day we will be the same."

This time, she showed a genuine smile, not a fake smile, but a heartfelt and sincere one.

But that smile made Ye Yuchan feel as if the other party would devour her completely.

"You in the end..."

Before he could finish speaking...

"Stay away from her."

The beautiful figure in front of them retreated several meters away, once again blending into the surrounding gray miasma.

At the same time, a figure that wasn't particularly imposing appeared beside Ye Yuchan. The young man named Yunping had a cold expression on his face and held a black chain that he had taken out from somewhere.

The woman, who was barely visible, raised an eerie smile. She looked at Yun Ping with a complicated expression and said with some dissatisfaction, "If I had been any slower just now, I might have been chained up by you. You are really heartless, even though I was the one who was supposed to be chained up."

“I have no interest in cosplay enthusiasts like you.” Yunping tightened his grip on the chain, staring at her with an unfriendly expression: “If you continue to disguise yourself, I might just send you straight to hell to play cards with the King of Hell.”

"You're really showing no mercy..." Ye Xuanqiu seemed somewhat displeased, and her gaze shifted to Ye Yuchan: "Or is it that you like her more now?"

Yun Ping's expression turned cold, and a murderous intent suddenly surged in his voice: "You probably don't want me to twist your head off right now."

“You can’t do it.” Ye Xuanqiu spread her hands and laughed, “You know you can’t do it.”

……

Yunping, unusually, did not respond to this.

Seeing Yunping's expression, she smiled again, a truly beautiful and delightful smile that brought joy to everyone.

"Speaking of which, so many years have passed, but you haven't lost any of your former charm. I thought it would take you some time to break the formation, so I could talk to her more."

"You underestimate that old man."

A figure slowly emerged from behind Yunping.

The man had dry skin, his feet were inexplicably shackled, and his arms were also handcuffed. He wore a tattered gray cloth robe, his hair was disheveled, and his tired face was etched with wrinkles.

"Perhaps~" Ye Xuanqiu's smile slowly faded, replaced by a chilling murderous intent: "But I didn't want it to be like this. If he were willing to follow me, I wouldn't have ended up in this situation."

Yun Ping took a deep breath and stared intently at the woman who called herself Ye Xuanqiu. "That pursuer who roamed the three great heavens was actually you, wasn't that right?"

The pursuers...

Is that her?

Ye Yuchan stared at the woman in disbelief, and had to admit that this pursuer was quite different from the ferocious character she had imagined.

Ye Xuanqiu smiled noncommittally: "If you like to call me by those three words, I'll gladly accept it."

"Yes, I am the pursuer you mentioned."

Why do you strive for perfection?

"I didn't pursue perfection."

Unexpectedly, after admitting that she was the pursuer, Ye Xuanqiu denied that she had actually attacked Jizhi.

Yunping looked slightly angry; in his opinion, the other party was talking complete nonsense.

But Ye Xuanqiu didn't think so: "My goal has never been the ultimate, but you. The twenty-one ultimate is just a stepping stone for me."

"Me?" This was an unexpected answer. Yunping asked impatiently, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

You'll find out.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Xuanqiu's figure slowly disappeared into the gray miasma.

Yunping instinctively tried to stop her, but the old man behind him pressed down on his shoulder.

As his mouth moved, his stubble twitched slightly: "Don't chase her, she's already left."

"Instead of that, you should take a look at your apprentice's situation."

"Rain cicada?"

Yunping turned around and found that Ye Yuchan was already somewhat dazed and unconsciously closed her eyes, looking a little dizzy.

The gray miasma was slowly seeping into her body—

She had been in the dust for too long.

The old man glanced at Yunping and then said, "Take her to that place we just left."

"Ah."

With no other choice, Yunping nodded and then went behind Ye Yuchan, pushing her toward the location of the old man's cave.

Before leaving, his gaze lingered strangely in the direction where Ye Xuanqiu had disappeared, his dark eyes filled with complex emotions.

That Ye Xuanqiu...

Is it really her?

If so, then another problem arises.

Who is Ye Yuchan?

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This chapter is packed with information (not considering spoilers).

Interested readers and experts can take a look~

75. So here's the question: Is the rain cicada a silly goose?

In absolute chaos.

It seemed to be a space that could not be penetrated by sight, nor could it be fully captured.

It felt like being in the universe, but instead of being surrounded by a large number of glittering stars, there was only a hazy, murky expanse.

Her body lay inside the murky interior.

Not moving at all.

Or rather, they were unable to move.

She saw a lot here.

Three exceptionally bright, star-like points of light were born in this chaos. Then, one of the starlight began to slowly expand outward, taking on a strange shape, like a constantly wriggling loach.

It seemed to have no sense of its own form. Then, it looked around at the terrifying murky surroundings—although she didn't know what organ it was using to perform the action of "seeing," she could sense that this eel-like, twisted light was observing this hazy world.

As time went by, it seemed to understand something. It stayed in that murky place for a very, very long time, and no one knew how long or how many years it had been. But in the end, it seemed to have made a decision.

It opened its mouth-like opening in one breath and swallowed all the surrounding turbidity into its belly—even though it was only a small part of the turbidity, it still managed to do it.

She didn't know what it was doing, and it seemed unable to perceive her presence.

Its body continued to writhe, and strange spikes emerged from the areas covered in light, each spike coated with a large amount of unknown liquid—

The whole process looked rather disgusting, but she was an observer, helplessly watching it all.

In the end, the liquid at the tips of those spikes condensed into another small ball of liquid light.

The ball of light appeared to be half the size of it, but strangely, the process that seemed to split apart produced another entity that appeared to have its own consciousness.

Because it was immediately dissatisfied with its messy body, it twisted itself and formed a tall, tentacle-like shape.

The most primal, distorted light was not dissatisfied with this. Instead, it realized something through this interesting splitting experiment. It began to devour all the surrounding turbidity with all its might, and then let those unknown turbidities surge back and forth within its body.

She stared at it curiously, as if wondering what it wanted to do.

It kept devouring, ignoring the individual parts that had split off from it, continuing its consuming frenzied procession, frantically swallowing everything of turbidity it could see into its body, and then—

When its size expanded to an extremely terrifying degree, it expelled it all in one breath.

Yes, I vomited it up.

However, it was not accompanied by any gastric juices.

What was spat out were three parallel, uneven clods of earth, as if controlled by some force.

She seemed to recognize those clods of earth...