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

The silver-haired girl's pretty face turned as red as a ripe apple. She swung her pink fist and punched the old rogue's thin shoulder.

"abnormal……"

Yunping chuckled, "If I weren't a pervert, would I still be me?"

"Humph~"

……

Looking at the excessively lively dining table, Duan Xingchen twitched the corners of his mouth and shook his head helplessly at the unusual interactions.

I have to admit... this Cloud Sky Academy is really quite strange.

but--

It was just a tiny courtyard house, yet it was filled with such a group of people, chatting and laughing, playing around at the dining table...

This feeling... actually made Duan Xingchen feel even more at home.

It's surprisingly warm and cozy here...

Duan Xingchen took a small sip of sake. Although the sake was strong, it tasted better than any sake he had ever drunk before.

This is...

This is where I'll be living from now on.

Although the feeling is still quite subtle, this time...

She stroked the silver sword in her hand, and everyone smiled with satisfaction.

"Well, at least we've found a new home... Brother."

4. The Tomb of the Half-Immortal?

"Speaking of which... I've discovered a pattern in how you take on apprentices, you old rogue."

early morning.

A young woman surnamed Ye, who had absolutely no interest in cultivation, slumped her face against the stone table, facing a young man in white, and asked, "You actually accept disciples in order, right?"

"In order?" Yun Ping, lying in his rocking chair, raised an eyebrow. "What order?"

"Let me analyze this for you..."

At this point, Xiaoyu Chan sat up straight and earnestly explained the pattern she had discovered to Yunping.

"At first, I didn't really think anything was wrong, until Xingchen came to our Cloud Sky Academy, then I discovered the problem—"

"You old rogue, do you take on apprentices based on their hair color?"

"Hair color?"

"Yeah, I've noticed that everyone at Yuntian Academy has different hair colors!"

As she spoke, Ye Yuchan touched the small tuft of silver hair on her forehead, her expression one of excitement as if she had discovered some theorem.

"Look, my hair is silver, Ruoxue's is black, Luokui's is cherry pink, Xingchen's is sea blue, Senior Sister Yuan'er's is crimson, Senior Brother Jiang's is gold, Second Senior Brother's is purple, and Senior Brother's is colorless since he has no hair, right?"

"Everyone has different hair colors, right?"

……

Faced with the theorem discovered by Ye Yuchan, Yunping fell into deep thought.

Upon closer examination, it becomes clear that the hair colors of those currently staying at Yuntian Academy are indeed different.

Could it be that subconsciously I actually want to form a rainbow team (Cloud Academy version)?

Yunping squinted his dead fish eyes and glared at the girl with annoyance, "You really do have a knack for noticing some weird things..."

"Right, right~"

Yu Chan grinned, her eyes sparkling with anticipation, as if waiting for the old rogue to praise her.

However, Yunping immediately gave her a flick on the forehead.

Boom!

"Awoo—!"

It let out an exceptionally startled and painful sound.

The old rogue looked at the girl Yu Chan, who was crouching with her head in her hands, and said with dissatisfaction, "All you do is think about these kinds of nonsense all day long. Can't you spend some time cultivating?"

"What's so fun about cultivation?" Ye Yuchan held her head, squatted on the ground, and stuck her tongue out at the old rogue. "Besides, I've been cultivating all along. Don't let my appearance fool you, I work really hard."

"for example?"

“For example…” Ye Yuchan’s eyes darted away slightly, “when you can’t see me, I cultivate for five hours every day!”

"Five?" Yunping narrowed his eyes.

Ye Yuchan shuddered at the cold gaze and hurriedly corrected herself, "Okay... three..."

"There are three of them?"

"..." Ye Yuchan was silent for a few seconds, then turned her face away, not daring to look at Yun Ping, and muttered softly, "One and a half..."

"Oh?"

"...Okay...only half."

Boom!

Another flick on the forehead.

This time, he used a bit more force, knocking Ye Yuchan until she was completely dazed, her vision flashing as if she were about to faint.

If Yu Chan hadn't been such a goofball, that punch would probably have left her bedridden for half a year.

After rubbing her aching head, Ye Yuchan rolled her eyes at Yun Ping, "You're so heartless towards women, I really don't know how so many female cultivators used to chase after you..."

"Wait a minute." Yun Ping stroked his chin, looking at the girl with amusement. "How come I remember your idol was Emperor Wen? You're the type who chases after Emperor Wen, aren't you?"

"That was before. I've seen through what kind of person Emperor Wen really was!"

"So, according to your meaning..."

The old rogue brought his face close to Ye Yuchan's, staring into her eyes that held a deep, alluring gaze, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"You don't like me anymore?"

"I……"

At such close proximity, Ye Yuchan could even feel Yun Ping's breath, which was a little warm. His somewhat ordinary face was quite pleasing to the eye, especially his eyes, which were even more dazzling than the stars in the night.

So close...

A blush instantly crept up the girl's neck and cheeks; almost instinctively, she recalled the scene from the three-day academy grand festival—

Although the contact between their lips and teeth was through Ruoxue's body, Ye Yuchan felt a little short of breath when she thought that the consciousness inside that body was the person in front of her.

*Pfft*

Steam seemed to rise from above, and the woman surnamed Ye instantly transformed into a steam fairy—

The girl parted her cherry lips slightly, about to answer.

"Teacher, there are a few points in the first chapter of the Record of Cleansing the Demonic Wasteland that I found very interesting..."

Clang.

The ancient sword hilt in Duan Xingchen's hand fell to the ground because his hand was so frightened that he lost all strength.

She stared blankly at the man and woman, their faces pressed together, less than ten centimeters apart, seemingly about to kiss, and her face instantly turned pale.

"Sorry to bother you..."

Duan Xing swiftly sheathed his sword, then returned to his room with a flushed face, slamming the door shut behind him.

...That's terrifying!

So that's how the teacher and Senior Sister Yu Chan have a relationship... This is a forbidden love! The relationship between a teacher and student is unbelievable...

"That's so impure!"

Hiding behind the door, Duan Xingchen blushed and whispered.

On the other side—

Finally realizing what was happening, Ye Yuchan quickly got up from the ground.

"Wait, wait, Xingchen, you...you've misunderstood!!"

She stammered and tried to explain herself, while giving the old rogue with a reproachful, bitter smile a reproachful look, before running off to knock on Duan Xingchen's door.

The old rogue stretched silently and muttered something under his breath.

"That's the most troublesome thing about courtyard houses—there's not even a secluded spot!"

He spoke casually, but his gaze fell on the front gate.

Without much hesitation, Yunping waved his hand, and a gentle breeze swept by, naturally pushing open the front gate.

Standing outside the door was a bewildered boy who was about to knock when the door opened automatically.

The black-haired youth, carrying a heavy sword made of black iron, stood in front of the gate of Yuntian Academy and respectfully greeted a white-robed young man lying in a rocking chair inside the gate.

"Senior... I apologize for disturbing you."

……

Fang Yan's arrival surprised Yun Ping somewhat.

Moreover, he was the only one who came this time; Chu Xin and Chu Chenxi did not come with him.

Given the personality of this sharp-tongued little girl, she should be following Fang Yan and sticking to Fan Luo Kui.

This time, however, Chu Chenxi did not come along.

Yun Ping sat at the stone table, but did not call everyone out because of Fang Yan's arrival. After all, Jiang Shaoguang, Jiang Yuetian and others were still cultivating, and what Fang Yan was talking about was probably irrelevant to them, so it was inconvenient to call them.

He poured Fang Yan a cup of tea, and only after the latter cautiously accepted the cup did he ask—

"Why did you suddenly think of coming here, parallelogram inflammation?"