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

87. Do you take on apprentices based on talent? No, based on physique.

Three days later.

"That's the gist of it. In short, the chaos at the academy these past three days is all this girl's fault."

Yunping sat in a chair, crossed his legs, took a sip of tea, and then patted the head of a red-haired loli in his arms.

He smacked his lips, savoring the taste of the three days' worth of Linghua tea, a strange sense of contentment floating on his ordinary face.

That's what they say—

The girl named Lin Yuan sat obediently in the white-robed youth's lap, shaking her head sleepily and saying with a blank expression, "But Yuan'er has absolutely no recollection of it..."

"This……"

Fan Muyong and Cao Qingluo exchanged a glance, hesitated for a few seconds, and then Cao Qingluo, who had recovered somewhat, spoke.

He calmed himself down, pondered his words for a few seconds, and then said, "Then... Teacher, will this junior sister... ever turn into that kind of person again in the future?"

—According to Cao Qingluo's seniority, it wouldn't be a problem for him to call Lin Yuan "junior sister".

When faced with Cao Qingluo's question, Yun Ping pursed his lips, lowered his head, and glanced at the well-behaved little girl. The latter tilted her head cutely, her clear eyes, full of stars, shone with a strange light.

"Well...who knows?"

Yunping grinned and spread his hands, clearly not intending to think about it deeply.

Fan Muyong and Cao Qingluo were quite frightened. Fan Muyong's entire body trembled, and he hurriedly asked—

"No, teacher, I didn't mean to speak ill of this junior sister—she looked really scary before. If the Abyss Seal is broken one day and the Demon Slayer comes out, wouldn't our junior sister cause a huge uproar?"

“Yes, teacher…” Cao Qingluo echoed, coughing violently twice in the process: “Cough cough… Teacher, I can’t rest easy until my junior sister’s symptoms are completely resolved…”

You must know that Lin Yuan's true form is actually three drops of the true blood of the Demon Slayer who once wreaked havoc on these three great heavenly domains, turning them into a pool of blood!

Yunping wasn't afraid, but they were!

Fan Muyong still remembers the crisp sound of footsteps and the overwhelming, demonic shadow!

If this happened again—

Tsk tsk tsk, that's really not something their Three Days Academy can afford.

Just considering this incident alone, since the emergence of the Demonic Sect, the Three Heavens Academy has lost at least hundreds of millions of gold coins, not to mention the rare and precious natural treasures and spiritual plants.

Rebuilding the Three-Day Academy would take an unknown amount of time; if this were to happen again… who knows what kind of mess would ensue?

Therefore, in their eyes, Lin Yuan was like a time bomb.

“I understand your concerns, but I think this girl shouldn’t cause any more trouble.”

Yunping smiled and patted Yuan'er's head in his arms. "Come, Yuan'er, let that guy who calls himself a queen come out and meet his master."

These words were spoken.

Cao Qingluo and Fan Muyong immediately got goosebumps and hurriedly took several steps back. Cao Qingluo even summoned her magical artifact, fearing that Lin Yuan might suddenly transform into that terrifying female demon.

However, Yuan'er slowly closed her eyes, remained silent for a while, and then shook her head at Yunping.

"No... Teacher, she said she never wants to see you again in her life. If you insist on seeing her, she will die right here and now."

"Wow, that's quite unique?"

"Because the teacher did something really awful to her." Lin Yuan puffed out her cheeks at Yun Ping. "Not just her, Yuan'er's bottom still hurts!"

—After all, I hit him a hundred times…

The old rogue gave a wry smile, then glanced at Cao Qingluo and Fan Muyong with amusement, and said calmly, "As you can see, as long as I'm watching over her, that thing inside Yuan'er won't be able to get out, so there's nothing to worry about."

"But...but..." Fan Muyong hesitated for a few seconds, still seemingly uneasy: "Can't you think of a way to erase that thing from my junior sister's body?"

Yun Ping rolled his eyes at Fan Muyong and said:

"If only I could do that. Do you really think I'm omnipotent? If I were truly omnipotent, I would have resurrected all those dead people long ago."

"Yuan'er's soul and that little girl's soul are shared. They are actually the same person. To be honest, it's just that Yuan'er is another personality. Her current personality and memories were actively separated by that little girl, so it's like she has a split personality now."

"If we really had to erase that girl—"

Yunping looked at Xiaoyuan'er with pity and affection; the girl's obedient and adorable appearance was truly endearing.

The thought of Yuan'er turning into ashes and disappearing filled Yunping with genuine displeasure.

"Then our Yuan'er will probably have to be buried with that girl."

Yunping would absolutely not allow this.

Yuan'er was his precious disciple. How could she perish together with a piece of trash formed from the true blood of a demon?

Just kidding?

In short, Yuan'er is now symbiotic with a certain demon, and the old rogue can't do anything about her. He can only leave her like this. As long as he's still around, the little queen naturally won't dare to show herself again.

Unless she feels an itch in her butt.

……

Fan Muyong glanced at Cao Qingluo, and just then he saw the dean looking at him with a helpless expression. The two looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

They both naturally thought it best to eliminate the threat completely. From the perspective of all living beings, as long as Lin Yuan disappeared, the three remaining drops of Demon-Slaying True Blood would be completely wiped out, which would be a good thing for the world.

But if Yunping were to watch his disciple die for the sake of all living beings...

That's absolutely impossible.

Cao Qingluo and Fan Muyong had also followed Yunping for a period of time, and they knew that Yunping had no regard for the common people at all.

What world peace? What war between humans and demons?

He couldn't be bothered with any of that.

He only does what he wants and does what he thinks. If you really displease him, he might just bury the whole world for the sake of a teenage girl.

If Heaven wants to kill Lin Yuan, then he will kill Heaven.

If Gu Ling wants to kill Lin Yuan, then he will bury another piece of Gu Ling Burial Ground.

If the ancestor wants to destroy Lin Yuan, then he will definitely fight those two ancestors just like he did five hundred years ago.

That's just who he is; it's his nature, and he can't change it.

"Alright, let's put this behind us. Don't keep bringing this up with me—"

Yunping waved his hand, signaling the two to stop discussing the matter, his tone already showing some impatience.

He picked at his ear, then turned to Cao Qingluo and asked—

"Speaking of which, what happened to those two demons we captured before?"

Yunping was asking about Xiao Mei and the fox demon Xiao Hua.

These two were the real conspirators. Later, Yunping also brought them back, intending to interrogate them thoroughly about the woman's affair.

However, Yunping was busy helping Yuan'er stabilize her soul and consciousness after that, so he didn't have time to deal with the two demons.

Upon hearing Yun Ping bring up this matter, both Fan Muyong and Cao Qingluo's expressions changed.

"Well..."

"Why are you stammering? Just say what's on your mind."

Yunping noticed their hesitation and immediately sensed something was amiss.

And that is indeed the case.

Cao Qingluo paused for a moment before bowing his head to Yun Ping, his tone full of apology: "Those two demons... they suddenly died..."

"Dead?" Yunping frowned sharply. "How did he die?"

“For some reason…” Fan Muyong himself also found it strange. “When we went there yesterday, they were still unconscious. This morning, we found that their souls had completely dissipated. Although their bodies had no wounds, their spiritual roots, meridians, and internal organs had all died… as if they were rotting.”

His soul was scattered, and his internal body was rotting...

Upon hearing this, Yunping suddenly realized something and asked, "Do the two of them have a black butterfly mark on their chests?"

Cao Qingluo nodded upon hearing this, "Indeed..."

"Damn it, this is really unbelievable."

Yunping's expression suddenly became indescribably strange.

Cao Qingluo and Fan Muyong were even more puzzled as to why Yunping would suddenly react this way.

They didn't know, but the old rogue did.

His soul was scattered, his body was rotting, and a black butterfly-shaped bloodstain was on his chest.

This phenomenon only occurs when the Soul Lock is activated.

This is a method of spiritual cultivation passed down from the era of the Human Emperor. Logically speaking, it should have been completely lost by now.

That being said, hundreds of years ago, some people still managed to learn this Soul Lock through the Hundred Saints Secret Realm.

This person was none other than Emperor Wen, Xuan Lei.

Afterwards, Emperor Wen Xuan Lei entrusted this decision to his closest and most trusted person.

His beloved—Ye Xuanqiu.

Yes.

In this world, only Yun Ping and Ye Xuanqiu know this martial art.

Unless Ye Xuanqiu passes on the technique to others, no one else besides him and Ye Xuanqiu can use this technique.

Could she really be...?

Yunping took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Okay, I see."

"..."

Cao Qingluo looked at Yun Ping with some surprise, thinking he was going to say something important, but it turned out to be nothing.

It seemed as if there was something he didn't want to say.

Seeing Yun Ping's no longer bright expression, Cao Qingluo glanced at Xiao Yuan'er, who was in Yun Ping's arms, and seemed to sense that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so she spoke up.