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

"They are resting."

rest?

Fang Yan didn't think that lying on the ground half-dead, with a soul seemingly emerging from his mouth, was a sign of rest.

This is more like a rest that, if left unchecked, will prevent one from ever waking up!

—Yuntian Academy Effective Population -2

"Don't worry about them, I'm just disciplining them a little."

The old rogue, on the other hand, looked completely relaxed, a demeanor that made it impossible to imagine how he had punished Jiang Yuetian and Lin Yuan before.

He smiled faintly and spread his hands, intending to completely put the matter behind him, and then asked, "So, you came here specifically to talk about the news of the Half-Immortal's tomb?"

—Aside from that, Yunping really couldn't think of a second reason why Fang Yan would come here.

He believed that the young man in front of him wouldn't be so bored as to have such a stomachache.

Fang Yan, whose thoughts had been seen through, chuckled and scratched his head. He then cut to the chase without further pleasantries.

"Senior sees things clearly. Indeed, we have made new progress regarding the tomb of that half-immortal."

"tell me the story."

Yunping rarely showed interest, but this time, his expression and tone clearly indicated that he was focused on this so-called demigod's tomb.

Firstly, because the mysteries within this immortal's tomb are far too complex.

Secondly, he always had a vague, inexplicable premonition.

The combination of the two naturally piqued his curiosity.

"This demigod's tomb, as verified by our Lantian Empire, is indeed somewhat connected to a saint who fell three thousand years ago. That demigod should have entered the Dao through demonic cultivation, and with his demonic body, he withstood the demigod tribulation lightning. In a sense, he can also be considered a demonic cultivator."

"That's why this demigod's tomb reacted to the demonic energy. It had been buried beneath the Lantian Empire for a long time, but the rampant demonic energy a few days ago pulled out the tomb of this demonic cultivator demigod."

Yun Ping nodded knowingly. Up to this point, everything was exactly as he had guessed: "I see. Besides that? Your Lantian Empire must have found more than just this, right?"

"Of course there is other information as well."

Fang Yan paused. In fact, what he had just described was only the most basic and least confidential information. What he was about to say was the real key point.

He raised his head and glanced at Yunping, who was waiting for him to continue, and felt a slight chill run down his spine.

If it were anyone else, he would never reveal this intelligence, which was considered an imperial secret, even if it meant his death. But without the help of the person in front of him, he would not know what would happen within the Lantian Empire.

And so—

"In fact, we have already investigated the extreme aura mentioned earlier. It is not an aura left over from a thousand years ago. If it were, the extreme aura would not be so condensed."

"Moreover, it seems that His Majesty also deduced that ultimate identity from that aura."

"Oh?" Upon hearing that Ji Zhi's identity was clear, Yun Ping raised an eyebrow: "Your king is quite capable. Tell me, which Ji Zhi is this?"

Faced with this question, Fang Yan took a deep breath.

It was as if uttering that name required immense courage.

Because he knew, or rather, everyone knew—

Although the name of the ultimate is the name of the supreme, a name that is unique in the vast universe, the twenty-one ultimates are also the twenty-one supremes.

The names of Yin Hanxuebing of the Northern Ice Palace and Xuanyuan Dijin of the Imperial Pavilion are symbols of existence and sacred authority that cannot be violated by the three great heavenly domains.

However, just as there is a sacred authority, there are also taboos that people are unwilling to touch.

Now, the name Fang Yan is about to utter is one of the taboos.

"According to His Majesty's speculation, the ultimate being in that demigod's tomb... because it contains an aura of destruction and rebirth, its true form is very likely one of the twenty-one ultimate beings—"

Life and death are unpredictable.

……

After saying this, Fang Yan cautiously raised his head and tried to observe the expression on the white-robed youth's face.

However, in his eyes, Yunping's expression did not change much; he just suddenly frowned, but his face remained unchanged.

The young man in white hesitated for a long time before asking, "Is life and death unpredictable?"

Fang Yan was taken aback, then nodded: "Yes...yes."

Yunping remained strangely silent for a few more seconds.

After a brief silence, he stood up from his chair and said to Fang Yan, "Alright, I understand. You go back first, and I'll set off for there in a few days."

"Eh?"

The topic... abruptly ended?!

Fang Yan was stunned. He had originally thought he could hear some news about the impermanence of life and death from Yun Ping!

Unexpectedly, Yunping seemed not to have heard anything at all, and his expression remained almost unchanged after hearing about the impermanence of life and death.

Could it be that this ultimate name wasn't enough to shake the heart of this mysterious senior?

"Hey, what's up? Want to stay for dinner?"

Yunping stretched and glanced at Fang Yan casually.

Fang Yan shuddered and quickly shook his head: "No...no, let's forget about this..."

The old rogue chuckled and tilted his head, saying, "Then why aren't you going back? Your teacher must be missing you terribly right now, right?"

"Ahem..." Fang Yan blushed, then stood up with an embarrassed look on his face and bowed to Yun Ping: "Then... then this junior will take his leave first."

Yunping waved his hand at him, indicating that he didn't need to say anything more and should leave quickly.

Fang Yan scratched his head, chuckled, and didn't linger to inquire further about matters of life and death. Instead, he obediently left Yuntian Academy.

But after Fang Yan left, Yun Ping's relaxed expression turned serious.

And it was at this moment—

"Good morning...you old rogue..."

A silver-haired girl, who had clearly just woken up, walked out of her room with her hair all messy.

Her gaze clearly fell on Jiang Yuetian and Lin Yuan, who were lying in the yard looking like they had lost their souls. She blinked and asked, "What's going on?"

"It's just a small punishment."

Yun Ping said something indifferently, then turned to look at Ye Yuchan.

This time, his expression appeared exceptionally solemn and serious.

"Call everyone else over—"

"We need to have a meeting."

……

The old rogue's expression rarely appeared so grave.

Most of the time, this guy maintained an attitude of "I have nothing" and "I don't care what I do," as if there was no trouble in the world that concerned him.

They spend their days strolling around the courtyard house, drinking a little wine and basking in the sun. They live a very comfortable life, and their expressions are naturally relaxed and carefree.

But now—

Everyone looked at each other, and each saw a strange light in the other's eyes.

now.

Everyone from Yuntian Academy gathered in the spacious front yard. Apart from Jiang Yuetian and Lin Yuan, who were in a coma, everyone else was present.

Duan Xingchen brought her own blanket to cover the two of them. Although this seemed like something one would do before sending someone to their grave, she didn't care at all.

"They said there's a meeting...what's the reason?"

"It must be something very serious, right?" Fan Luokui naturally couldn't ignore Yun Ping's solemn expression. "Otherwise, he wouldn't have suddenly summoned everyone here."

“Indeed…” Jiang Shaoguang yawned without any sense of tension and muttered to himself, “If it weren’t for the teacher’s order, I might have stood him up… I didn’t sleep well again last night.”

"then--"

In the end, Ye Yuchan asked what everyone was thinking.

"You old rogue, what's wrong?"

Facing the gazes of his disciples, Yunping took a deep breath.

He pieced together some of the information Fang Yan had previously shared about the Half-Immortal's Tomb and then informed his disciples of it.

After listening to what Yunping said—

"The tomb of a demigod...?"

Although they had heard of the title "half-immortal," to be honest, no one really knew much about this kind of important figure.

Fan Luokui gripped the scabbard tightly, seemingly feeling a sense of wonder, and asked Yunping, "The Half-Immortal's Tomb... shouldn't it be considered a secret realm full of opportunities?"

"In terms of opportunities, there are indeed many. After all, it is a secret realm formed from the broken soul and body of a half-immortal after his death, so there are countless rare treasures inside."

"That……"

The one who followed up on Fan Luo Kui's words was a girl in a sailor uniform with short black hair and a gourd of wine in her hand: "So, the topic of our meeting is this Half-Immortal's Graveyard?"

"Do not--"

Yunping shook his head, denying Ruoxue's point of view.

And that is precisely why his expression was so serious.

"I'm calling this meeting to tell you something. I haven't told any of you yet, not even him. He hasn't revealed this information to any of you."

"Himself?"

Ye Yuchan accurately caught those three words and frowned.

What do you mean?

"This is information I obtained from the Lantian Empire. It says that there is an ultimate place within this Half-Immortal Tomb."

"The ultimate?!" Zhang Ruoxue exclaimed in surprise, "What ultimate?"

Life and death are unpredictable.