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

"Don't be so angry~ Small breasts are great too! Even though they might not feel as soft, they still have their own unique charm!"

"you……"

Ye Yuchan was so angry she almost died on the spot.

She went around in circles, still trying to catch Yunping, who always had that smirking look on his face.

The old rogue, instead of running away, started playing a game of cat and mouse with Ye Yuchan, centering on his disciples.

"Give me back my breasts!"

"I was thinking, didn't I say, why don't you give me a massage? With my technique, I might be able to massage you straight to a D or E cup!"

"That seems pretty good..." Ye Yuchan blurted out subconsciously, then blushed and shouted, "No, who gave you permission to touch my chest? Come here!"

Watching the master and apprentice duo circling around them, performing a two-person skit, Fan Luokui and the other disciples exchanged glances.

In everyone's eyes, there was only helplessness.

However, these helpless days are actually their favorite days.

"They have such a good relationship!"

The disciples of Yuntian Academy exclaimed in unison.

101. No, it's nothing~

Ever since Gu Wangjun returned to Yuntian Academy, this once somewhat deserted courtyard has suddenly become lively.

Originally, since most of the old rogue's disciples had their own affairs to handle outside, they rarely returned to the courtyard, which was often empty and desolate.

It is different now.

Gu Wangjun will definitely not return to the Emperor's Pavilion, and Jiang Yuetian will not return to the Extreme Heaven Domain. As for Jiang Shaoguang, although he doesn't have much close contact with his junior sister surnamed Fan, he doesn't seem to have any trouble to do right now, so he just stays in the courtyard.

Therefore, it is extremely rare—

Of the eight disciples in total at Yuntian Academy, seven are currently enrolled within the academy.

Except for the fourth brother, who has never even shown his face yet.

This is why the courtyard has been so lively these days.

What's even more amazing is that it wasn't just the disciples of Yuntian Academy causing trouble in the courtyard; certain external forces also very easily "infiltrated" their organization.

"You've made this your home, haven't you? You've been staying here for almost two weeks now."

In the center of the backyard, surrounded by flowerpots, a young man in a white shirt, wearing sunglasses and lying in an elderly rocking chair under the blazing sun, turned to look at the black-haired boy with an awkward smile on his face and muttered a helpless complaint.

"You haven't been back to the Empire for so long, are you really alright?"

"The empire is quite stable right now, nothing unusual is happening, and His Majesty seems quite at ease with us living here."

The boy named Fang Yan sat obediently on the stone bench, and answered all the questions posed by the senior in front of him in detail.

The woman sitting next to him, with a hot figure and casual attire, crossed her legs and wore a bitter smile: "Father is naturally very relieved. After all, he was quite frightened by you, senior, back in the Imperial Palace."

That's no exaggeration at all.

If it weren't for Chu Xin and Chu Aotian, his children, protecting the old monarch of the Lantian Empire, this powerful figure, renowned throughout the Desolate Heaven Domain, would have almost stumbled and knelt down.

It is said that even after returning to the Desolate Heaven Domain and his own palace, the old man's legs were still weak for several days. He even found it difficult to walk, and for several days his energy and spirit were somewhat weak, and he was also easily startled.

Fortunately, he eventually recovered. Otherwise, it would have been a major disaster for the Lantian Empire if a monarch had been driven mad by someone.

The young man in white, lying in the rocking chair, casually picked up a few peanuts from a small dish on the stone table beside him and continued to enjoy the comfortable afternoon sunbathing, glancing at Fang Yan and Chu Xin.

"So you guys just freeloaded at my place for two weeks?"

"That's not quite right, senior. At least we can cover the cost of the ingredients."

Fang Yan nodded, looked around, and then quietly added, "Besides, living here feels quite nice. I now understand why those reclusive masters live in seclusion."

"Fine, whatever you want..."

Faced with their rebuttals, the old rogue silently rolled his eyes, then ignored the two guys who had come all the way from the Empire to freeload, and continued cracking his peanuts and basking in the sun.

Chu Xin and Fang Yan exchanged a smile and sat around a stone table, enjoying the perfect temperature while cracking sunflower seeds, continuing to be idle and carefree.

—With this look, heaven knows who she learned it from.

In conclusion, since the incident at the Emperor's Pavilion, Yuntian Academy has entered a rare period of peace.

The disciples' cultivation plans remain unchanged, and nothing like the trouble caused by the Emperor's Pavilion has happened. There has also been no recent event like the Battle of Ten Thousand Sects.

Everyone just makes a ruckus and practices their spiritual cultivation every day, living a very comfortable life.

Especially our old rogue, since his disciples' cultivation plan has been fully implemented and there is no need for his help at all, he has been in a "salty" mode almost every day, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, lying in a rocking chair sunbathing, and sunbathing for a whole day.

Occasionally, I'll enjoy a little wine from my own collection and chat with others for a while.

Wow, what a leisurely life!

but--

"Old rascal!"

As expected, a girl's voice came from beside me.

Yunping didn't even need to turn around before a fair and lovely girl's face suddenly appeared before him, though the silver-haired girl seemed to have a hint of dissatisfaction on her face.

He smirked slightly, and seeing Yu Chan made him feel a strange stomachache. He said calmly, "What's wrong, Yu Chan? Is it about your chest again?"

"Otherwise what?" Ye Yuchan puffed out her non-existent chest and walked around to Yunping's front. Only then did Yunping notice that the girl was holding a hemispherical fruit: "Your papaya is completely useless!"

Yunping glanced at Ye Yuchan's still unobtrusive chest, then looked at Mugua: "I'm telling you, little Yuchan, this thing is a gradual process, it's subtle and imperceptible. It's only been a short time, it would be strange if it got bigger."

"I'm almost sick of eating this stuff these past few days... I never really liked it to begin with."

Judging from Yu Chan's bitter expression, it seems that she has really suffered a lot these past few days in order to enlarge her breasts.

The girl approached the old rogue, revealing an exceptionally fawning expression. She deliberately learned from a certain senior sister Lin's cuteness-acting techniques, widening her bright, watery eyes and trying her best to appear pitiful.

"You old rogue, look, could you talk to that ash boss again? Could you get me some more ash and sand?"

“Your physical body is already formed, and it would be extremely troublesome to do it all over again. You can’t just slap those two handfuls of dirt on your chest, can you? They would just be two small hills at most, and you would fall down after jumping around for a bit.”

Ye Yuchan: "..."

Yu Chan's face was filled with despair, her expression as if she had lost all hope. She put the half papaya she was holding on the stone table.

She pursed her lips, her eyes looking like she was about to cry: "What should I do... In my current state, I can't even compare to Senior Sister Lin..."

The old rogue was taken aback upon hearing this, and the image of Lin Yuan's petite and exquisite figure flashed through his mind.

Indeed, Lin Yuan is still just a pretty young girl and hasn't fully developed yet, but even so, Lin Yuan's figure still has a lot of room for growth. In fact, at this stage, it seems to be a bit better than our Yu Chan's flat chest.

So, Xiaoyuchan is really pitiful.

Yunping sighed helplessly, then asked curiously, "No, why are you so concerned about your breasts? Small breasts are a rare resource, isn't it better to be a little rare?"

Ye Yuchan pouted, turned her head away, and muttered softly, "Isn't it because you definitely like big ones..."

The old rogue did hear Ye Yuchan's words, which were barely audible, and paused for a few seconds before gasping for breath.

"When you put it that way, it does seem like the larger one feels better to the touch."

"You..." Ye Yuchan turned her head back, glaring angrily at Yun Ping: "Then why did you..."

When Yu Chan brought up the matter again, Yun Ping could only helplessly spread his hands: "I thought I had enough ash sand back then. It took me a lot of effort to sculpt your long legs, but when I was sculpting your chest... I had already run out of ash sand."

Ye Yuchan blinked, staring curiously at Yun Ping, and after a while, blurted out a sentence.

"You old pervert...you wouldn't happen to be a leg fetishist, would you?"

Yunping: "Are you really that eager to know about your teacher's sexual fetishes?"

Ye Yuchan froze for a full five seconds, then puffed out her cheeks, blushing, and glared at Yun Ping: "Yes, I want to know, so what?!"

Wow, this girl has suddenly become tough.

Faced with Ye Yuchan's sudden counterattack, Yun Ping pinched his chin, his gaze lingering on her with a subtle undertone, making Ye Yuchan feel a little flustered.

"Actually, I'm quite satisfied with your current body overall. After all, I created it myself, so my favorability towards you is skyrocketing."

"Tch~" Hearing that her favorability rating had increased, Ye Yuchan blushed, pouted, and changed the subject on her own: "Don't think that just because you say that I won't hold it against you for making me flat-chested."

"Hmm...actually, having small breasts is quite nice. I'm not really a fan of large breasts, and I quite like a petite figure too~"

I quite like it...

—The blush on Yu Chan's face became more and more obvious.

She turned her head away and gave a token snort: "But didn't you just say that bigger is better?"

"Now that I think about it..." Yunping looked at Yuchan and chuckled, "Small breasts are fine too, I like them both."

"then you……"

Before Yu Chan could finish speaking, a dim spell suddenly appeared in front of the cloud.

The sudden turn of events startled Ye Yuchan. She quickly took a few steps back and looked at the spell that had suddenly appeared.

Even Chu Xin and Fang Yan turned their heads away.

"Hmm? What's wrong with that kid...?"

Faced with the constantly spinning, dim gray sphere of light, Yun Ping frowned, and then reached his hand into the sphere.

With a distortion and change in space and a fleeting magic circle, Yun Ping extracted something from the ball of light.

Looking at the slightly bulging envelope that seemed to contain something, Yunping raised an eyebrow.

"This is……"

……

The front yard of a traditional courtyard house.

A short-haired girl named Zhang Ruoxue sat on a stool, idly stroking the small dog with light blue fur in front of her. Little Lei Zi, whose true cultivation level was enough to crush most cultivators in the entire Heavenly Domain, was enjoying Zhang Ruoxue's gentle caresses at this moment.

These days, Zhang Ruoxue hasn't been focusing on cultivation. Instead, she often chooses to walk around during the day to relax. Occasionally, she sits down and pets Xiao Lei, who sleeps all day.

However, his somewhat gloomy face showed no improvement whatsoever after nearly a month.

Perhaps out of self-blame or guilt, Zhang Ruoxue had never recovered from that strange state since returning to the courtyard house.