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

"Hey, do you guys remember the tremors in the Imperial Palace and the emergence of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth? Back then, there was a mysterious person battling that demigod!"

"Nonsense, keep talking nonsense." One of his friends sneered, "Who doesn't know that the Imperial Palace was shaken because the Pavilion Master of the Imperial Pavilion knew that someone was causing trouble down there and got angry? The appearance of the Literary Dao was because the Four Sects presented Emperor Wen with an authentic work, and the appearance of the Heavenly Emperor was because the old man himself came to congratulate the Imperial Pavilion. Do you really think we don't know these things?"

"These are all fake!" The young man slammed his fist on the table in frustration, retorting, "They're all fake! They're all lies concocted by the people from the Imperial Pavilion, and they're trying to scam you now!"

"Alright, alright..."

One of them tugged at the sleeve of the young man next to him and said, "Tell Old Qian to behave himself. This kid is still the same as before, always getting drunk and causing trouble."

"That's right, they even dare to talk nonsense about the Emperor's Pavilion. Luckily, this is the Extreme Heaven Domain, otherwise Old Qian would have lost his life."

"You...you..."

The young man pointed at his bad friend and was speechless for a moment.

……

The expressions on the faces of Ye Yuchan and the other two who witnessed this scene were all quite interesting.

Zhang Ruoxue took another big gulp of wine, then wiped the wine from the corner of her mouth and said, "It seems that the matter from before has really been suppressed."

Fan Luo Kui nodded: "The Emperor Pavilion only lost a pavilion master. Its foundation and sphere of influence have not been affected. Although it is indeed a bit troublesome, they still have ways to mitigate the impact of this incident..."

"So the Imperial Pavilion is still the leader of the three great heavenly domains..."

In fact, Ye Yuchan had indeed wondered whether Jinglin City, where Yuntian Academy was located, would be embroiled in controversy after the Emperor Pavilion incident.

However, upon further reflection, although the former head of the Emperor Pavilion died suddenly, the Emperor Pavilion itself still exists. In addition, the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace and the Emperor Pavilion have a very good relationship. Even though King Gu died, the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace did not intend to take advantage of this opportunity to rise to power. Instead, it continued to do its own thing in a peaceful manner. Perhaps this was also due to the personality of that Half-Immortal Xu.

The two major sects remained standing. After such a major incident, it was natural to issue a warning to all the forces present.

The fact that their own Emperor Pavilion Master was killed was such a shameful thing that they naturally couldn't publicize it. Moreover, if this matter were announced to the world, the three great heavenly domains would probably start to make a fuss.

Neither the people from Blue Feather Heavenly Palace nor the people from the Emperor's Pavilion wanted trouble to come their way.

Since that's the case, it's better if everyone agrees to keep this a secret.

However, judging from the current situation, the fact that the former head of the Emperor Pavilion is dead may not be able to be kept secret for long—after all, with tens of thousands of people present, no one can guarantee that the news will never leak out.

The young man who confided his secret in the restaurant was a harbinger of something.

While the three of them were pondering the matter of the Imperial Pavilion, on the other side, four young noblemen dressed in particularly conspicuous attire noticed them.

At first, they were quite frightened by the three large vats of wine, wondering which wine connoisseur had descended to earth. But upon closer inspection—

Good guy.

Let's not even mention Zhang Ruoxue, who was drinking heavily and pouring the jar all over her face, so her face was obscured.

The two beauties, Ye Yuchan and Fan Luokui, with their distinct styles alone, were enough to attract the attention of the four of them.

Fan Luo Kui, in particular, was tall and slender with a curvaceous figure and skin as white as snow. Although her face was not visible, the features on her profile looked as if they were a work of art, sculpted by God himself to steal men's souls. Her cherry-colored hair fell smoothly down her temples. The girl slightly lifted her hair, parted her cherry lips, and elegantly and gracefully raised her wine glass, tilting her snow-white neck in a way that was sure to make men drool.

With just one action, all four of them were completely captivated.

A beauty, and an absolute beauty at that!

The four exchanged glances, then began to tidy their hair and clothes, and with confident smiles and adoring looks in their eyes, they walked towards where Fan Luokui and Ye Yuchan were.

"Did the three ladies come here to watch this fireworks display as well?"

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A long-awaited 4000-word post

13. Some things really shouldn't be said.

Ye Yuchan felt a strange sense of déjà vu about the scene before her.

It seems like something similar has happened before?

I can't quite recall the specific details, but it seems there was some mentally unstable person who came up and started calling himself "Young Master XX".

At that time, she thought he was some kind of male backup singer in a karaoke bar (or "young master"), and she even had an argument with him.

On the other hand, judging from the appearance and attire of these four men, they must be young masters from wealthy and powerful families in the area. Moreover, judging from the rather explicit things they said earlier, they probably frequented places like brothels.

—Although they had been there too, and it was a lesbian place.

Faced with the advances of the four young men, Zhang Ruoxue chose to continue drinking, while Ye Yuchan had no intention of paying any attention to them—because the four men immediately surrounded Fan Luokui, without even glancing at Ye Yuchan.

Logically speaking, our Yu Chan is not bad looking either. After her body was reshaped, her skin is smooth, her face is beautiful, and apart from the Siberian plains, her figure doesn't seem to be particularly inferior to others.

Upon closer reflection, it's probably because Fan Luokui is so charming. As a mature and sophisticated woman, she could be considered the dream partner of many male cultivators.

"Are you three ladies here to watch the fireworks too?"

Facing the four young masters who were eager to fight and wore fake smiles, Fan Luokui merely glanced at them coldly, and the black scabbard placed beside the table trembled slightly.

In an instant, a dim array appeared in her pale golden eyes. With a single glance, her gaze transformed into a sharp sword, instantly piercing through the cultivation level and even the souls of these four people.

The highest cultivation level among the four was only at the Spirit Platform Realm, and the lowest was barely at the entry level of the Profound Gate Realm. To Fan Luo Kui, they were basically nobodies.

She parted her cherry lips slightly, uttering a cold and indifferent voice.

"Is something wrong?"

"Well... I've noticed the three young ladies gathered here, and that's why I'm curious..." This young master was clearly a worldly person, and he still smiled in response to Fan Luo Kui's indifferent reply: "May I ask if any of you three have brought your Daoist partners with you?"

Fan Luokui glanced at him, a hint of impatience gradually creeping into her eyes: "Nothing, what's wrong?"

When Fan Luokui made it clear that she had never had a Daoist partner, the four of them felt a tremor in their hearts. Especially when Fan Luokui turned her face to face, they suddenly felt that their former female companions could not be called women at all.

Although Fan Luo Kui's expression seemed icy and indifferent, the four men became more and more excited as they looked at her, showing no fear whatsoever in the face of her frosty countenance.

The young man surnamed Qian, who was clearly drunk, chuckled and rubbed his hands together. He then took a step forward and moved closer to Fan Luo Kui: "We've just finished our meal and drinks, and now we're waiting for the fireworks festival to begin. Would you do me the honor of watching the fireworks with me?"

His words weren't rude; he deliberately used some pleasant-sounding terms, and his tone was quite gentle. Combined with his smiling face, it seemed like he practically had the word "good person" plastered on his forehead.

It was precisely because of this deliberate pretense that the impatience in Fan Luokui's eyes gradually turned into hostility, and she even placed her hand on the hilt of the knife next to the wine table.

However, her tiny movement failed to attract the attention of the four young masters, who were already somewhat drunk. They remained around Fan Luo Kui, eagerly awaiting a response from the stunning beauty before them.

—Poor young man… He didn’t even realize he was about to get into big trouble.

Fan Luo Kui is not currently using her spiritual energy, and she is wearing a special Daoist robe from Yun Tian Academy. For cultivators, a Daoist robe is almost equivalent to proof of identity. Wearing the Daoist robe of a particular sect indicates which sect she belongs to. This is common knowledge in the three great heavens.

Perhaps it was because Fan Luo Kui was wearing a shrine maiden outfit that seemed too strange to outsiders that these young masters mistakenly thought she was just a female cultivator from an unknown small sect. In addition, since she had not yet revealed her spiritual energy, they had the illusion that they were qualified to strike up a conversation with her.

"Ugh……"

Ye Yuchan glanced at the young man surnamed Qian, whose lips were slightly upturned in a silly smile, and shook her head.

This kid was just mentioning the murder of the Emperor Pavilion Master. If he knew that the person sitting in front of him now was the disciple of the one who killed the half-immortal...

Those expressions were absolutely fascinating, no, incredibly colorful.

However, things can't escalate, especially when intelligence gathering is needed—

Looking at Fan Luokui, who was getting a little annoyed by the harassment and was about to make a move, Ye Yuchan sighed and finally couldn't help but speak up.

"Hey you guys, can't you see their faces clearly say they're unhappy? Please stop bothering us, okay?"

"what?"

Immersed in the world of beauty, the four people turned around at the same time when they suddenly heard a very incongruous sound. They looked at Ye Yuchan, who had suddenly stood up, with complicated expressions.

At this moment, Fan Luokui suddenly stopped his idea of ​​drawing his sword to send the four people downstairs, and turned to look at Ye Yuchan.

Ye Yuchan raised her dead fish eyes, just like Yun Ping's, and stared at the four of them: "This is for your own good, please don't bother us anymore."

Ye Yuchan wasn't wrong; she really was doing it for their own good...

Fan Luo Kui has the highest cultivation level among the three present. If she gets upset, she could easily kill them with three quick strikes.

At this stage, Ye Yuchan felt it was best not to cause any major trouble.

The four exchanged glances, and then the young man surnamed Qian stepped forward and said to Ye Yuchan, "Miss, what do you mean by that? We just wanted to watch the fireworks with you."

"Didn't you see that my junior sister's face clearly says 'unhappy'?"

At the same time, Fan Luokui glared at the four of them with a cold look, quite cooperatively.

For a moment, the four young masters looked slightly embarrassed, but they still adhered to the principle of not giving up until they achieved their goal, and continued to try to explain.

"Well, we meant no harm. We're really sorry if we've offended the three of you... We just wanted to make friends."

"My junior sister doesn't want to be friends with you."

Ye Yuchan glanced at the scabbard that Fan Luokui had placed next to the wine table, thinking to herself that she really had to play the peacemaker this time.

She sighed and said earnestly to the young man surnamed Qian, "This is really for your own good. You should go now."

go?

The young man glanced at Fan Luokui, then at Ye Yuchan, a look of disdain flashing across his face.

Knowing that their attempt to strike up a conversation was doomed, they exchanged a glance, gave Fan Luo Kui an apologetic smile with slightly embarrassed expressions, and then turned to leave.

But the young man's dissatisfaction did not subside at all. Before turning around, he glared at Ye Yuchan with a rather resentful look, and as he turned his back, he curled his lip.

"Tch... those flat-chested idiots are just getting in the way."

Dead...flat...chest...

The voice wasn't quiet; Ye Yuchan heard it clearly.

Her face suddenly darkened, and she called out to the man, "Wait, what did you just say?"

Faced with Ye Yuchan's sharp questioning, perhaps he really had drunk too much and was intoxicated. The young man turned around and stood by the table, right in front of Ye Yuchan.

He opened his mouth, stared fiercely at Ye Yuchan, and said, word by word.

"I'm talking to you, you flat-chested idiot."

……

Before Fan Luokui, who had just been approached, could even get angry, Ye Yuchan's expression suddenly froze.

Even Zhang Ruoxue stopped drinking.

For a moment, all three of them seemed to freeze in time.

……

In the deathly silence, everyone saw Ye Yuchan's lips twitch suddenly.