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

"No... Boss... this... isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

"What's inappropriate about it?" Ye Yuchan smiled faintly. "Or do you think it would be better to just undergo gender reassignment surgery?"

"Don't!"

The wise man immediately chickened out; a direct sex change would mean even his own sacred sword would be pulled out...

If I wear women's clothing, at least I can hide my sword, right?

And so, today, Ye Yuchan's money empire finally has a chosen ambassador.

—Chen Zhizhe, the cross-dressing master!

………………

One-character gate.

somewhere.

"sister……"

The boy pushed open the door and cautiously looked around. In the darkness, a few lamps were flickering with just the right amount of light.

He saw a woman playing chess at a table in the distance, his expression turned serious, and he cautiously stepped forward.

They clasped their hands in greeting, bowed their waists, and lowered their heads—daring not to be negligent in the slightest.

"How about it?"

The woman didn't even look at the boy; her mind seemed to be entirely on the chessboard.

Upon hearing this, the young man pondered for a moment before replying, "Duan Xingchen seems to have a very close relationship with Ye Yuchan... The possibility of their two factions fighting each other seems very small."

"Is that so?"

The woman's response was indifferent, showing no sign of panic or surprise.

She slowly picked up the black pieces and gently placed them on the chessboard.

Then a gentle smile bloomed on his face as he looked at the demon woman in front of him, whose attire accentuated her alluring figure.

"Xiao Hua, you lost again."

The woman, referred to as a demon, pouted in dissatisfaction, and even the soft fox tail of the one hiding behind her sticked out.

"Wuhe... Next time, let Sister Xiao play with you. I don't know how to play chess at all. You're just bullying me, hmph~"

Han Wu smiled calmly, without answering, and turned to her younger brother, Han Jiuquan, who was standing to the side.

"You just said that Ye Yuchan and Duan Xingchen are getting very close?"

"Yes……"

Han Jiuquan dared not raise his head. Faced with Han Wuhe, even the usually arrogant Han Jiuquan could only submit to the weaker party.

Han Wu frowned slightly and murmured softly.

"Hmm...but it shouldn't have much of an impact, after all, Sister Xiao is still there..."

"Sis... what did you say?"

Han Jiuquan didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing..." Han Wu smiled calmly, "Don't worry, as long as they don't provoke us, nothing will happen."

"Besides, the Han family can't afford to offend the people from Yuntian Academy. We can only wait and see and try to avoid them."

"So... this is the only way..."

Han Jiuquan sighed silently.

Although he still longed to fight Ye Yuchan again and win back the face he lost in the battle of the ten thousand sects, he was determined to avenge his defeat.

But thinking of Han Qingying, the head of the Han family, and his seemingly insane words and actions... he vaguely felt that there was probably some great secret hidden in Yuntian Academy!

Otherwise, how could Han Qingying, a saint, have issued such a death order—that anyone who dares to provoke Yuntian Academy must immediately get out of the Han family…

Even Han Qingying was afraid of Yuntian Academy, so there was no reason for Han Jiuquan not to be afraid.

After Han Jiuquan left somewhat dejectedly, only the two of them remained in the house once again.

Han Wuhe seemed to be deep in thought, lowered her head, and her expression was somewhat stiff and indifferent.

Meanwhile, the demon woman known as Xiao Hua blinked, and a few strange rays of light flashed in her alluring eyes.

"Yuntian Academy, huh..."

"Hehehe..."

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Actually, I want to ask a question—

Am I really that bad...?

64. Xiao Mei

(Because the previous 63 chapters contained repetitive content, causing readers to spend extra Fire Coins... this chapter will be free.)

(I sincerely apologize for any inconvenience caused... I'm really sorry everyone.)

"A three-day grand ceremony at the academy? What's that?"

The silver-haired girl sat listlessly in the courtyard, resting her chin on her hand, looking utterly unmotivated.

Two jugs of sake were placed on the stone table in front of them. They seemed to be a specialty of this extreme region. Judging from the rich aroma, they were definitely aged a long time ago.

The black-haired girl in a sailor's uniform yawned, her right hand, wrapped in bandages, gripped the handle of the flask, and poured the crystal-clear liquid into the glass in front of her.

The wine that the younger brothers presented to their two older sisters was of really good quality.

"yes--"

Zhang Ruoxue had been so bored lately that her stomach ached. She twisted her stiff neck, making a clicking sound.

"I heard from others that it's a big banquet held every five years, and the Nama Chocolate banquet is being held this year."

"How come we always seem to run into these kinds of things?"

To be honest, Ye Yuchan was getting a little tired of those so-called banquets and such. What was this "battle of the myriad factions" or "grand banquet of the imperial pavilion"? In the end, they always ended up causing some messy trouble.

Who knows what kind of mess will happen during this three-day academy grand ceremony?

"There's nothing wrong with something exciting like this, is there?"

Zhang Ruoxue smiled, not quite understanding Ye Yuchan's rather mystical idea: "You can drink, watch a show, and maybe even meet some drinking buddies. Isn't that wonderful?"

Ye Yuchan snorted and continued to wear her dead fish eyes: "Come on, every time we go to a banquet, it's always a complete mess. I feel like we can't coexist with banquets."

Hearing Ye Yuchan say that, Zhang Ruoxue scratched her head blankly.

Thinking about it carefully, it does seem to be true.

It was as if some unseen force was preventing them from properly attending the banquet; whenever there were many people, something big would almost always happen—

She took a sip of her drink, then let out a strange burp.

"So much has happened before, surely nothing else will happen to us this time?"

"I thought so too before you said that."

Ye Yuchan rolled her eyes at Zhang Ruoxue, "But considering your 'poisonous milk' attribute that seems to have appeared out of nowhere, I'm starting to panic now."

"That kind of thing won't happen~" Zhang Ruoxue chuckled. "Yu Chan, you're just being too sensitive. As for 'poisonous predictions,' it's really just a matter of luck, right?"

Ye Yuchan did not choose to comment on this.

All she knew was that the last person who didn't believe he was a "poisonous healer" eventually became famous worldwide thanks to his "poisonous healer" skills.

But then again—

The three days at the academy were quite peaceful, with basically nothing major happening.

Liu Kaige, who is most likely to cause trouble for himself, is still lying in bed. The Han family is not making any moves at the moment. And one of the wise men in his own team is still working as a signboard lady in the courtyard of the Yizi Gate of the Three-Day Academy.

Upon closer reflection, Ye Yuchan is now the leader of one of the most powerful forces in the One Word Sect. Every day, she attends classes, basks in the sun, chats with Zhang Ruoxue, and occasionally plays around...

When she was thirsty, someone would bring her tea and water; when she was hungry, there was even a cook who would prepare meals for her; when she was tired, she could simply sleep in class, and the teachers didn't dare to say anything to her.

This life couldn't be more comfortable.

Yu Chan finally began to appreciate a little bit of the benefits of the old rogue's lifelong dream—being a lazy bum.

You know what, lying down here is actually quite comfortable.

With so many underlings under her now, Ye Yuchan has almost nothing left to desire.

—Power makes people lose themselves.jpg

That's true...

"I'm so bored..."

Ye Yuchan lay on the table, feeling its warmth, her whole body limp, as if she were about to melt.

Zhang Ruoxue glanced at her and gently rubbed the bottom of the wine glass containing the wine on Ye Yuchan's cheek.

"You're not thinking of causing trouble again, are you? Have you already forgotten about the sign that was put on you the other day?"

"It's fine if you don't mention this brand, but it makes me angry!"

Ye Yuchan snorted, the old rogue's smug expression flashing before her eyes: "That old rogue, he's infuriating me! It was clearly his own mistake that made me so flat-chested, and he even put up a sign to mock me for being flat-chested! He's driving me crazy!"

"What do you mean, flat-chested?"

The person speaking was not Zhang Ruoxue.

Instead, it was a girl who appeared in the courtyard.

With her ocean-blue hair cascading down, the pure and innocent girl stood beside the stone table, gazing at Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue with curiosity.

"No—it's nothing!"

Ye Yuchan was not particularly surprised by Duan Xingchen's appearance, and forcefully ended the conversation.

Seeing this, Duan Xingchen didn't press the matter further. He smiled and sat down.