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

The old rogue looked at Xiao Yuchan with a smile and said slowly.

"Turn around."

"what?"

Ye Yuchan didn't understand what Yunping was saying: "Why did you turn around?"

Yunping, however, showed no intention of explaining: "Just turn it over and that's it, why make such a fuss?"

"..."

Ye Yuchan's expression suddenly turned serious. She wasn't stupid; she immediately understood what the old rogue meant.

But it was too late—

Yunping's hand was already on Ye Yuchan's shoulder. With their hands crossed, Ye Yuchan was turned around without any resistance.

Before she could even react, her round little bottom was kicked by a young man in a white shirt.

"Let's go--"

Without the slightest hesitation, Yunping kicked his own disciple into the cave filled with demonic energy.

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22. I can't come down from the sky.

After personally pushing his disciple into the pitch-black cave, the young man in white robes acted as if he had done something insignificant, clapping his hands casually before turning back to look at Zhang Ruoxue and the others.

"Would you like to go in by yourselves, or should I help you?"

As soon as he said this, Fang Yan, who was slumped on the ground due to exhaustion, shuddered.

This line sounds so familiar... It seems that when we went to that Blackwater Abyss, this mysterious senior said something similar.

When faced with Yun Ping's smile, Zhang Ruoxue and the others couldn't bring themselves to refuse—because they all knew that even if they said "I'm not going," they would end up in the same situation as that Ye disciple.

Rather than getting kicked in the butt, I'd rather go in myself.

With this thought in mind, Zhang Ruoxue first glanced at the dark, unfathomable cave, then hesitated for a few seconds.

"What, do you need my help?"

Seeing Zhang Ruoxue hesitate, Yunping was already prepared to kick her.

This action startled Zhang Ruoxue, who quickly covered her bottom and glared at Yun Ping before hurriedly stepping into the cave.

Following Zhang Ruoxue were the other disciples of Yuntian Academy, who all chose to enter the perilous Half-Immortal Tomb without any hesitation.

Such a move would be seen as a powerful morale booster by cultivators from other sects.

The demonic energy still roamed around, and the cultivators who could not withstand the terrifying demonic energy knew that they were not qualified to step into it, so they chose to leave the place - after all, if they did not even have the possibility of stepping into it, how could they talk about good fortune and blessed land?

The cultivators with high cultivation levels who could withstand the dissipated demonic energy were also hesitant. The owner of this half-immortal tomb was clearly someone who had entered the half-immortal realm through the demonic path.

As is widely known, those who ascend from demonic to immortal realms will inevitably face endless judgment and an ancient abyss in their secret realms after death, where the blood essence and souls they collected before their death will be resurrected.

Legend has it that after the death of a demonic immortal, his tomb was filled with a boundless sea of ​​blood, terrifying skeletons like mountains, wailing spirits, and an overwhelming demonic aura that permeated the entire tomb.

Therefore, this tomb of a half-immortal from the demonic path is indeed an opportunity for most cultivators, but it also comes with danger.

At least being able to walk out of the tomb of the half-immortal of the demonic path alive is already quite an achievement.

But the students from Yuntian Academy stepped inside without the slightest hesitation—

"Damn it, let's fight!!"

Among the crowd, someone gritted their teeth and stamped their foot, transforming into a streak of light and suddenly rushing into the dark cave.

They are indeed weighing the options.

Safety... or destiny?

Entering the tomb of the Half-Immortal means facing the danger of death, but in return, they may even obtain the treasures and inheritance left behind by the Half-Immortal during his lifetime.

The fact that Ye Yuchan and the others entered first was undoubtedly a great stimulus to the remaining cultivators.

First come, first served—everyone understands this principle. Although there are countless treasures in this immortal's tomb, there is still a limit. If someone else gets there first, they will not only lose the treasures but also their lives. They are not willing to do such a bloody loss.

Once the first person is willing to risk their life in pursuit of destiny, there will be a second, a third...

"All members of the Huashan Sect, follow me inside!"

With a flick of a folding fan, a sect that was somewhat well-known in the Lantian Empire suddenly surged forth, and a massive crowd vanished into the bottomless cave in an instant.

Following Hua Shan Men, the remaining dozen or so sects also made up their minds, each leading their disciples with decent strength into the cave.

Of course, just as there are those who are willing to risk their lives for destiny, there are also those who are willing to preserve their lives.

"I shall take my leave now."

Great Wilderness Sect Master—

Wei Buxiao's hunched body trembled slightly as he picked up the already cold body of the middle-aged man and bowed to Fang Yan, who was the envoy of the empire.

He then turned around without offering any explanation, intending to leave.

"What, you're already planning to leave? Aren't you going in to take a look? Sect Leader Wei~"

Wei Buxiao had only taken a few steps when he heard a woman's teasing voice behind him.

Wei Buxiao turned around, and in his aged eyes, which held a hint of anger, was reflected a graceful and alluring figure—Mo Wuhai.

He calmed his agitation and tried to respond in a calm tone: "This half-immortal's tomb is likely fraught with danger, and I am unwilling to take the risk."

"Oh, so you're afraid of this tomb." Mo Wuhai smiled faintly, staring smugly at Wei Buxiao. "I thought Sect Leader Wei was afraid of our Azure Sea Pavilion."

"..."

Wei Buxiao did not answer.

He knew he couldn't answer.

This is also why he is unwilling to step into the tomb of the Half-Immortal—because the relationship between Bihai Tower and Xiandu is now too close.

With the Immortal Capital as their backer, their Great Wilderness Sect simply cannot compete with the Azure Sea Pavilion.

Although he had considered killing Bihai Tower in this perilous Half-Immortal Tomb, he was worried that even if he succeeded, once he entered the Half-Immortal Tomb, Ye Zunxian from Xiandu would probably attack their Great Wilderness Sect first.

His deputy sect leader is already dead, killed by Immortal Ye Zunxian of the Immortal Capital... He cannot allow others in his sect to suffer the same fate.

So he endured it.

"This old man... shall take his leave now."

He lowered his head and took his leave in front of everyone with an extremely humble demeanor.

His hands trembled the entire time. Although he was filled with anger, he knew he couldn't let it out; he could only endure it...

Because the immortals were too strong, and because Ye Zunxian was too terrifying, he could only endure it.

That's how the world is: when faced with the fists of the strong, the weak can only kneel and have no choice but to submit.

"At least you know what's good for you."

Ye Wentian glanced indifferently in the direction the Great Wilderness Sect members had left, and coldly curled his lips: "I originally thought that the Great Wilderness Sect Master would still have some blood in his body and attack me, but I didn't expect him to actually be able to hold back."

"It's alright~" Mo Wuhai pressed her alluring body against Ye Wentian's side, smiling as she stared at him: "Anyway, his deputy sect leader is dead, and with Lord Ye's help, the Great Wilderness Sect will be ours to take over sooner or later. It's not bad to devour it slowly~"

"Ah."

Ye Wentian nodded. He had never paid much attention to the Great Wilderness Sect, which he considered to be nothing more than an ant.

Now, he is more concerned about the dean of Yuntian Academy.

After watching Yun Ping enter the tomb of the half-immortal, Ye Wentian then ordered the people of Bihai Tower to follow him into the cave.

With the arrival of the Azure Sea Pavilion's forces, the entire Azure Moon City returned to its original tranquility.

Demonic energy raged through the air. In the desolate ruins, a black-haired, black-eyed youth slumped to the ground, panting heavily.

Fang Yan stared at the dark cave, his eyes filled with an uncontrollable fear.

"Next... it's all up to you, senior..."

……

……

……

Total darkness.

As if sinking to the bottom of a river, a chilling frost crept up my back, and something seemed to be pressing down on me from all sides.

"Hey, wake up!"

A familiar voice rang in my ears.

"Wake up! Wake up!"

The silver-haired girl frowned, as if she were in great discomfort.

The next second—

Boom!

A sharp pain emanated from my forehead and spread throughout my body in the blink of an eye.

"Ughhhhh—!"

The silver-haired girl, jolted awake by intense pain while in a semi-conscious state, sat bolt upright, staring blankly at the black-haired girl in a sailor uniform standing before her.

Zhang Ruoxue.

"Ruoxue?"

"You recognized me... Looks like that knock didn't make you lose your memory."

Zhang Ruoxue chuckled and shook the gourd in her hand—clearly, she had just used this thing to tap Ye Yuchan's forehead.

The silver-haired girl's lips twitched, and she immediately looked around.