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

"Ugh……"

She didn't know how to explain it to her parents.

I don't know how to explain this to myself.

"Junior Sister Ruoxue!"

He had just let out a sigh when a childish voice, like that of a little girl, came from behind him.

Zhang Ruoxue turned around and saw her senior sister Lin Yuan hopping and skipping over, holding a small envelope in her hand.

Lin Yuan ran up to Zhang Ruoxue, looked at her junior sister who was not in good spirits, and handed her the envelope: "This! It seems to have been sent from Kuntian Domain. Teacher said it was specially sent to you."

"Specially for me?"

Zhang Ruoxue took the envelope with a puzzled look on her face and found that the writer's name was on the surface of the envelope.

【Xu Yanliu】

is her?

Zhang Ruoxue curiously opened the envelope, and the next second, she froze on the spot.

She noticed the slightly bulging thing inside the envelope; she wondered what it was.

It was a golden sphere with a crystal-clear exterior, but covered with cracks, and it emitted an extremely faint glow, in bursts, like the beating of a human heart.

That was Zhang Xiaohan's elixir.

She looked somewhat bewildered at the not-so-long letter and at Xu Yanliu's handwriting, which was not rough at all, but rather rather delicate.

【Ruoxue, I must thank you for the matter of the Jinyao Dao Alliance. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would never have been able to avenge Hu'er in this lifetime. Although we didn't spend much time together, that kid is truly a very special demon. I understand your feelings.】

"I have no special abilities, I'm not someone with extraordinary skills, and I know that with my incompetence, I can't save him, just like I couldn't save Fox back then. But later, Fox's physical body shattered, and his soul vanished, leaving me with nothing. However, I feel that the boy's elixir is the only proof that he exists in this world. Now that the Ash Demon Alliance has been destroyed, after much thought, I think it's best if you keep this elixir."

We still have a long way to go. May this elixir be a guiding light on your path, for both of us.

At the very end of the letter, there was a line of rather messy writing, which, although it also seemed to be written by Xu Yanliu, looked more like a final, unrestrained expression of self-expression.

Finally, the old man said he'd treat you to drinks next time you come over. Remember to come find us sometime, and we'll rip that old man off a good amount of money and drink until we're both completely drunk!

……

Zhang Ruoxue stared at the brief letter and the tattered elixir in her hand, her body trembling uncontrollably.

clap clap clap...

The crystalline liquid fell from the sky, landing on the pale yellow paper and leaving a slowly spreading mark.

Standing next to her, Lin Yuan blinked and looked at her junior sister with some anxiety.

"Junior Sister Ruoxue... why... why are you crying?"

"fine……"

Zhang Ruoxue wiped away her tears, looked at the broken elixir in her hand, turned her head, and showed a genuine smile to Lin Yuan, whose face was full of worry.

"only……"

"Suddenly I realize that being alive is really great."

Lin Yuan tilted her head, not understanding what her junior sister meant.

★ NO.5 We must always look to the future ★

1. Is there anything wrong with spreading advanced ideas within the cultivation world?

"Hmm...I feel...I haven't slept enough at all..."

Pushing open the door, you are greeted by an exceptionally bright dawn.

The silver-haired girl instinctively covered her slightly sore and aching eyes. It was only natural that her pupils, accustomed to darkness, would feel pain when suddenly exposed to sunlight.

With her messy hair still unkempt, she peered through her fingers at the only figure in the not-so-spacious backyard.

It was a rather tall figure, with a robust physique, more than two heads taller than me, but his clothes were as simple as those of a gardener.

Add to that the other person's shiny bald head—the sunlight reflected from that bright spot almost blinded Ye Yuchan.

She rubbed her eyes and walked towards the bald young man who was squatting in front of the flowerpot with groggy steps. Her cherry lips were slightly parted, but her tone was somewhat unclear.

"Senior Brother... what are you doing here so early in the morning?"

"I?"

Gu Wangjun turned his head, a faint smile appearing on his honest and simple face. He then picked up the watering can in his hand: "Watering the flowers."

I got up early this morning to water the flowers...

Ye Yuchan twitched her lips twice, then turned her gaze to Gu Wangjun's gardener's uniform, which clashed horribly with his explosive muscles.

Then she remembered that her senior brother seemed to care a lot about the flowers in the backyard, and she would occasionally see him wandering around the willow trees planted around the front yard.

"More importantly, Junior Sister Yu Chan, did you not sleep well last night?"

Faced with Gu Wangjun's sunny smile, Ye Yuchan scratched her face awkwardly and turned her head away: "It's not that I didn't sleep well, I just had a bad dream..."

As he said this, Gu Wangjun noticed that his junior sister's cheeks were slightly flushed.

He seemed to sense something, his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile, and he said softly, "It looks like it was a very nice dream."

"How is that possible!"

Ye Yuchan quickly denied it, her little face still flushed.

After all, last night's dream involved things she had never experienced before; if she had to put it into words, it might have been considered a spring-like experience...

clap clap.

—It was just the sound of someone slapping their face.

Yu Chan slapped her slightly flushed face a few times, shook her head, and temporarily banished the somewhat stimulating images from her dream last night.

No, I can't keep thinking about those irrelevant things.

Having somewhat recovered her senses, Ye Yuchan looked at Gu Wangjun again and found that her senior brother's smile had become even more pronounced...

Could it be that everyone could tell?

Judging from Gu Wangjun's meaningful expression, he seemed to have realized something extraordinary.

"so……"

Gu Wangjun's words startled Ye Yuchan, who was lost in her own thoughts.

"what?"

She blinked, looking at Prince Gu with a startled expression, "W-what's wrong..."

Seeing her like this, Gu Wangjun's expression softened even more: "So, Junior Sister Yuchan, what you're going to do now is..."

Before he could finish speaking...

A dark, shadowy figure descended from the sky.

Because the other party's landing point was not properly adjusted, and judging from the posture, it seemed that they did not choose the gate, but directly jumped over the wall between the front yard and the back yard. Therefore, the figure unfortunately stepped on something the moment it landed.

With a loud crash, the handsome blond young man, still wearing his black trench coat in broad daylight, stared blankly at the flowerpot he had stepped on and smashed, stunned for a second.

"Ah... the flowerpot blanket..."

"Senior Brother Jiang, you're not getting away this time!"

A girl's cold, clear voice called out beside him.

Perhaps because Jiang Shaoguang used the method of scaling the wall to try to escape the pursuit, the cherry-haired girl did not choose to go through the main gate. Instead, just like Jiang Shaoguang, she quite stylishly climbed the wall in three steps, turned around and jumped over, arriving at the backyard.

Then it landed next to Jiang Shaoguang—and crushed a poor flowerpot as well.

"Ah...flower pot..."

Upon landing, the cherry-haired girl dressed in a red and white shrine maiden outfit blinked and let out a surprised sound just like her senior brother.

However, her pale golden pupils quickly locked onto the handsome blond youth beside her, who also sensed the chilling killing intent emanating from his side.

What's next?

Need I say more? Let's go!

Jiang Shaoguang immediately started running around in circles with Fan Luokui in the backyard, making sure to greet Ye Yuchan as he passed by.

Good morning, Junior Sister Yu Chan~

"Ah... good morning..."

When Fan Luokui passed by Ye Yuchan, she became more formal. She stopped and nodded to Ye Yuchan with great seriousness.

Good morning, Senior Sister Ye.

"Good morning……"

After Ye Yuchan said "Good morning," Fan Luokui turned around and continued chasing the pigeon spirit without looking back.

This scene was already a daily occurrence for Ye Yuchan. Whenever Jiang Shaoguang was accidentally seen by Fan Luokui early in the morning, the two of them would start chasing each other—this had been going on for more than half a month, and they would make a ruckus for half an hour every day before it was over.

This made Ye Yuchan think that Jiang Shaoguang had something wrong with his head. Since Luo Kui wanted to fight him, then he should fight her. Wasn't it tiring to keep hiding like this?

Jiang Shaoguang's answer left Ye Yuchan speechless.

“If I beat her, given Luo Kui’s personality, she definitely won’t admit defeat and will keep challenging me. If I deliberately lose to her, she’ll see through it and force me to fight her again. Rather than this endless cycle, I’d rather take a half-hour walk every morning and treat it as a morning run.”

—To be able to describe this as a morning run, Senior Brother Jiang's philosophy of life is truly profound.

However, I reckon these two won't be able to cause trouble for more than half an hour today.

Ye Yuchan could clearly see that the expression of her senior brother, Gu Wangjun, who was tall and burly but always wore a gentle and honest smile, gradually froze.

He stared at the two crushed flowerpots, his previously upturned lips completely collapsing.

Speaking of which, although these flowerpots were not for rare or precious spiritual plants, Gu Wangjun took care of them almost every day. Every flower here grew under his meticulous care.

It's unclear why this former heir of the Imperial Pavilion, a genius with a cultivation level at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, is so obsessed with growing flowers...

In short, the eldest brother was very angry, and the consequences were severe.