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

"Because Senior Brother Jiang's cooking is delicious, Yuan'er wants to eat Senior Brother Jiang's cooking!"

Jiang Yuetian: "..."

To be honest, one of the main reasons Jiang Yuetian came to the academy for three days was that he felt that cooking for Yuan'er was too tiring. He thought that after three days at the academy, he wouldn't have to continue cooking for Yuan'er and could finally get some rest.

result……

"But, but I didn't bring any ingredients or knives with me this time..."

Jiang Yuetian smiled awkwardly, seemingly still wanting to struggle a bit more.

But Fan Muyong's words shattered Jiang Yuetian's illusions completely.

"It's alright, we have them at the Three-Day Academy. If you need them, you can use our knives and ingredients freely."

"Senior Brother Jiang~"

Lin Yuan jogged up to Jiang Yuetian with a sweet, irresistible smile.

Then, he uttered words that brought Jiang Yuetian to the brink of despair.

"Yuan'er is hungry, can you cook for Yuan'er?"

Cooking... cooking...

Jiang Yuetian's stunningly beautiful face turned deathly pale in an instant.

He had already foreseen that in the next few days, he would probably be completely dominated by Lin Yuan.

A little girl who becomes a glutton... that's really scary.

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I've caught a cold... and I'm not feeling well...

Fortunately, this chapter is mainly a transition...

The next part of the story will focus on the disciples, and here's a spoiler—there might be some sweet moments!

Love you guys.

47. Acquaintances and the Unknown

After confirming which door each person needed to enter, the Yuntian Academy members, who had been acting together, finally had to split into three groups and head to their respective areas.

Having made preparations in advance to stay at the Three-Day Academy for a while, Fan Muyong had already notified the teachers of the First and Second Classes that new students from the Three-Day Academy were coming.

Although they are called disciples, they are actually different from the term "disciple"—in the words of the old rogue and Ye Yuchan's world, their current status can be considered as transfer students.

As a transfer student, there will naturally be a so-called homeroom teacher—

Of course, for the students of Yuntian Academy, he was just a temporary teacher; their only real teacher was Yun Ping.

crunch--

The single-panel door was slowly pulled open.

What appeared before Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue was a mysterious and ethereal spiral vortex. The vortex was like a thin sheet of paper, seemingly without any thickness, as if it were a completely flat surface.

The two exchanged a glance, and this time there was no particular hesitation. Soon they stepped inside.

The moment Ye Yuchan stepped into the whirlpool, she felt a brief dizziness. In the blink of an eye, the ground beneath her feet was no longer the plain gray stone bricks.

Instead, there was a deliberately carved blue marble, with a very smooth surface. Following the direction of their gaze, what lay before them was a rustic scene completely different from the large courtyard house they had seen before.

Three magnificent courtyards stand like towering trees obscuring the sun, one in front and one on the other. The overall structure of the houses is like a tower with layers upon layers, and the exterior is as gorgeous as green tiles and red eaves. In the center of the courtyard is a large circular flower bed, and the soft soil is filled with simple spiritual energy. Planted in the flower bed are century-old spiritual plants with emerald white jade flowers.

In the very center of the garden, surrounded by emerald and white jade flowers, stands a colossal tree reaching for the sky. Its roots are deeply embedded in the garden floor, and its trunk is light brown. Countless snow-white flowers bloom on its numerous branching branches, while the stamens of the flowers are tinged with a touch of emerald green, creating a harmonious interplay with the surrounding emerald and white jade flowers.

In the farthest distance, there are even several academies connected together, seemingly forming their own independent institutions. These are places for lecturing on scriptures and reciting texts, and for teaching cultivation techniques. As a result, they are not overly decorated, which gives these academies a somewhat antique feel.

What concerned Ye Yuchan and her companion even more was the barrier in front of them, as if it were waiting for them—

"From this day forward, I will be your teacher."

A young man with short, neat hair stood before Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue, dressed in a black, fitted short robe, his back straight, his angular face filled with a stern and unsmiling expression.

He bowed slightly, as if to perform basic etiquette, and introduced himself:

"My name is Zhu Hao, the sect leader of the One Word Sect."

Ye Yuchan was taken aback at first, then wanted to introduce herself back.

But Zhu Hao interrupted him.

"I have already learned about your information from Vice Dean Fan, so there is no need for you to introduce yourselves."

He turned around cleanly and decisively, expressionless, without even glancing at Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue.

"Next, please follow me to the inner courtyard of the One-Character Gate."

Faced with such a cold response, our Yu Chan couldn't help but pout – Zhu Hao's tone reminded her of her bald and short-tempered homeroom teacher from her school days a long, long time ago.

That guy often made students who didn't like to pay attention in class squat at the back of the classroom...

Perhaps recalling the fear of being dominated by the order to "squat down at the back," Xiaoyuchan couldn't help but shudder.

It was at this moment that Zhang Ruoxue suddenly nudged Ye Yuchan's shoulder, leaned close to her, and whispered, "Hey Yuchan, did you see someone you know earlier?"

"acquaintance?"

Ye Yuchan immediately recalled a figure that had flashed past the edge of her vision.

That seems to be Duan Xingchen.

She scratched her face, somewhat puzzled, and then answered Zhang Ruoxue's question uncertainly: "To be honest, I'm not really sure either. Maybe I saw it wrong... It shouldn't be that much of a coincidence."

"Really? I thought you saw those people from the Battle of Ten Thousand Schools before."

"A battle of the myriad factions..."

Zhang Ruoxue's words suddenly made Ye Yuchan realize something.

Right, she seems to have forgotten that she had conflicts with quite a few people from the Three Heavens Academy during the Battle of Ten Thousand Schools...

Like what... the two Han brothers...

There seems to be another weird guy whose name I can't remember, but whose lines I remember very clearly.

You've successfully caught my attention, woman!

—This kind of idiocy is like someone who's read too many romance novels and projected themselves onto the role of a domineering CEO.

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, cold sweat began to bead on Ye Yuchan's pretty face.

She stiffly turned her head to look at Zhang Ruoxue, who was completely unaware of what might happen: "I think... we shouldn't run into any acquaintances from the Ten Thousand Sects Battle, right?"

"While it's certainly possible that I'm right..."

Compared to Ye Yuchan, Zhang Ruoxue is much more optimistic.

She gave a silly smile, somewhat like that of Prince Gu, and then said...

"But thinking about it carefully, with so many disciples at the Three-Day Academy, we probably won't be able to..."

"Wishing you well, Sect Leader."

It was at this moment that Zhu Hao suddenly stopped.

At that moment, everyone happened to be standing under that huge, towering tree. As soon as Zhu Hao stopped, Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue naturally stopped as well.

A burly, imposing figure stood before Zhu Hao. This man, dressed in the robes of the Three Heavens Academy, had a rather indifferent expression, and his eyes, which seemed to look down on everyone in the world, betrayed his arrogant heart.

Even when facing the sect leader of the One Word Sect, the young man's greeting seemed extremely perfunctory.

"Ah."

Zhu Hao didn't show much emotion towards this person; he merely glanced at him briefly before preparing to leave.

However, the young man noticed the two people behind Zhu Hao. He turned his head slightly and met the slightly surprised gazes of Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue.

"Speaking of which, Sect Leader Zhu..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the person he had been thinking about day and night for some time.

That kept him awake at night, constantly imagining the woman who had brought him shame and humiliation, yet conquered his once proud heart with unimaginable power.

Since that battle, he could no longer have any other woman in his heart. No matter how beautiful or charming she was, in his eyes she was just flesh and blood in a pretty exterior.

Only she is truly unique!

Liu Kaige and Ye Yuchan exchanged a surprised glance, while Ye Yuchan silently shifted her gaze to Zhang Ruoxue beside her.

"Ruoxue..."

Zhang Ruoxue swallowed hard, her face also filled with embarrassment.

Ye Yuchan, however, wore a smile—

"I'm starting to suspect you have a 'poisonous prediction' streak..."

Damn it, I actually ran into someone I knew!

And it was someone Ye Yuchan least wanted to run into...

Liu Kaige.

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at the same time.

In complete darkness.

His snow-white clothes swayed wildly as the terrifying hurricane swept in from all around. The young man named Yunping stared at the troublesome chaos directly below and sighed silently.

He shook his head, then, as if he had thought of something, his expression suddenly became extremely solemn, and he withdrew the divine sense he had summoned back into his body.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already standing in the rather deserted dean's office, with Fan Muyong, who was anxiously sweating profusely, beside him.

Seeing Yun Ping's consciousness return, he hurriedly went to greet him, with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness, and asked in a low voice:

"Have you noticed anything, sir? That door... and that Abyss of the Demon Clan! Have you... have you found Dean Cao's whereabouts? Have you seen anything else?"

A barrage of questions poured out of Fan Muyong's mouth. Judging from his anxious expression, this incident had clearly made this seasoned vice president feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.

After all, even the sage Cao Qingluo had disappeared, his whereabouts unknown and his fate uncertain. And the source of this incident was right under his feet. How could he not be afraid?