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

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Before the gate of evil spirits.

Before the pitch-black circular platform covered with countless magic arrays, the maniacal smile on the face of the demon named Xiao Mei slowly froze.

She looked at Duan Xingchen, whose only remaining feature was his eyes, which were not yet corrupted by the black mud, and the smile on her face gradually turned into incomprehensible bewilderment.

It was as if I had witnessed something impossible.

"Why……?"

She shook her head frantically, took several steps back, and stared at Duan Xingchen in utter astonishment.

"Why...why did you stop?"

"We were so close, what happened...?"

Xiao Mei was taken aback, and then turned her angry and annoyed gaze toward Yun Ping.

She stared intently at the young man in white, as if she wanted to tear him to pieces with her gaze.

"Was it you—was it you who did something wrong?!"

Yunping innocently spread his hands, giving Xiao Mei a harmless look.

"Hey girl, don't accuse someone without proof."

"Besides you... there couldn't be anyone else who did it. It must be you, it must be you!"

"Instead of figuring out who did it, I suggest you think of a solution first."

Yun Ping winked in Duan Xingchen's direction and chuckled, "Otherwise, another butterfly will emerge from its cocoon!"

Xiao Mei was taken aback upon hearing this and quickly looked at Duan Xingchen.

bang-

Her eyes widened in shock as she shook her head repeatedly, trying to deny it all.

"Impossible...impossible...how could she..."

"The demonic possession... has stopped..."

Yes.

bang-

The black shackles binding the girl were forcibly and violently broken off. Duan Xingchen, covered in black mud, lowered her head and trembled all over.

She didn't care about the pain at all. Even when she broke free of the shackles, the bones in her wrists were crushed, her skin was severely abraded, and blood flowed down her face.

But she doesn't care.

Her hands gripped the black mud that was still trying to climb onto her eyes tightly, and she pulled it off with all her might.

Duan Xingchen's fair skin was torn, and her snow-white cheeks were covered in blood, with countless wounds appearing on her face.

For a girl, this is tantamount to disfigurement.

Yet she did it so decisively and efficiently.

"Impossible...impossible..."

Xiao Mei shook her head frantically, then frantically channeled her demonic energy, attempting to awaken the crazed black mud and allow it to continue devouring Duan Xingchen.

Even with Xiao Mei's abundant demonic energy, Duan Xingchen's hands continued to tear away the obstructing black mud.

tear-

Each time it was torn open, a layer of her skin would be ripped off, and blood would splatter out continuously—but she didn't care at all.

The lips, stained crimson with blood, parted slightly, uttering the sound that had been building up for so long.

His voice was hoarse, but more powerful than ever.

"I'm……"

"The Holy Maiden of the Holy Feather Sect... the personal disciple of the Holy Feather Sect Master..."

"A human cultivator... the younger sister of Elder Duan Xingyao of the Holy Feather Sect—"

"Duan Xingchen".

With a sudden burst of strength, she broke free of the cumbersome shackles.

A girl covered in blood, disheveled and in tattered clothes, emerged from the black mud.

She gasped for breath, and under the astonished gazes of the crowd, the blood in her body slowly evaporated into gas and gradually disappeared.

That being said, the horrific wound was still there, only her body looked a little whiter.

"impossible!"

Xiao Mei shouted angrily, she didn't believe it, she couldn't believe such a thing could happen!

She pointed at Duan Xingchen as if she were looking at a madman.

"You are a demon, the blood of an ancient demon flows in your veins... Becoming a demon is your mission, your innate mission, how could you... how could you..."

"It's so noisy."

Duan Xingchen looked up at Xiao Mei and said, "I've already heard this kind of talk from someone else. To be honest... it's a little annoying."

"I am who I am... I've already said that... Besides—"

"How could I possibly stoop so low as to associate with the demon who killed my brother? If that is my destiny..."

A white light suddenly emanated from her right hand, and within the white light emerged a sharp longsword.

She stared intently at Xiao Mei, her hands trembling as she raised her sword—

I forced a smile and said, "I'm sorry..."

"Fate is not as interesting as the weird talk of my weird brother."

"madness!"

Xiao Mei took a step back, grinning maliciously as she looked at Duan Xingchen, who had raised his sword towards her. "Today, you have no choice but to become a demon. Your life is now in my hands..."

In my hands—

No two words were uttered.

A hand was placed on her face.

"Are all demons this dramatic...?"

A calm voice rang out, and Xiao Mei was pressed into the dark round platform by the young man in white.

Her eyes widened in astonishment, and she instinctively wanted to use her divine soul to drag Duan Xingchen down with her, but to her bewilderment, her divine soul at this moment...

He couldn't move an inch!

Why...why?!

Seeing that she couldn't make Yunping pay the price, she immediately roared.

"Xiao Hua! Do it!"

The fox demon named Xiao Hua reacted very quickly. The moment Xiao Mei was attacked, she recovered and prepared to use Han Wuhe's soul to detonate Cao Qingluo's life.

But before that—

The moment she activated her charm spell, she was startled to see a pair of black eyes.

With just a casual glance, her thoughts were instantly and completely taken over, her consciousness vanished into nothingness, and her soul completely lost its autonomy, becoming a puppet of those eyes.

Without receiving any instructions, Han Wu fell to her knees with a thud, lying motionless on the ground like a puppet.

"Xiao Hua?!"

Seeing that Cao Qingluo in front of her was still unharmed, Xiao Mei, who couldn't see what was happening behind her, stared wide-eyed in astonishment.

What exactly happened?

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Hua couldn't even utter a single thought?

why?

"After listening to you ramble on for so long, I thought you might be able to reveal some information about that woman, but it turns out you've been spouting nonsense all along."

The young man in the white shirt squatted down, pressed one hand against Xiao Mei's face, raised his dead fish eyes, and yawned in boredom.

"Otherwise, do you think that fox demon's little seductive tricks are as charming as my single glance? Do you really think I wasted all those skills I learned to pick up girls?"

"And... it seems that woman didn't tell you exactly who I am..."

Looking into that gaze that seemed to completely disregard her, Xiao Mei finally remembered.

Once upon a time, I had a conversation with that adult—

The dean of Yuntian Academy is the biggest obstacle to this operation.

Who is he?

[The teacher of the sage Cao Qingluo]

What?! Cao Qingluo's army... Emperor Wen... Shouldn't he already be dead?!

Cao Qingluo's current fame is the result of learning from many teachers and receiving kindness from many schools of thought; Emperor Wen was not his only teacher.

[If that's the case... then the Dean isn't Emperor Wen... but some other reclusive powerhouse?]

Who knows? Maybe he's Emperor Wen... who knows?

Xiao Mei only knew that Yun Ping was Cao Qingluo's teacher, but she did not know Yun Ping's true identity.

Or rather... she didn't believe it.

But the facts right in front of her left her no choice but to believe them.

"Who are you...?!"

Xiao Mei tried to struggle, but all the demonic energy, spiritual essence, divine soul, and destiny within her body were completely sealed off.

Even this physical body seemed not to belong to her; she was completely unable to move.