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

—I still feel there are some things I don't quite understand.

"Hey, what are you standing there for? Come on over here, we're at the top of the mountain."

While pondering.

Jiang Yuetian looked up and found that Yun Ping had already stepped onto the mountaintop filled with blood-red light, while he himself had been quietly left behind because he was lost in thought.

He nodded quickly and then quickened his pace—though the images constantly emerging from the evil sword still prevented our little Jiang from moving much faster.

About a few minutes later—

"call--"

Jiang Yuetian fell from the sword hilt, and the terrifying image of death that had haunted him finally faded from his sight.

He let out a long sigh, wiped the sweat from his forehead, slowly stood up, stood beside the young man in white, and looked around.

Just like what we saw at the foot of the mountain, the building on the mountaintop was, unsurprisingly, a ruin.

It does resemble a family compound, but the surrounding walls seem to have weathered countless years of wind and rain, and most of the broken stones show signs of erosion.

A somber atmosphere permeated the surroundings, and a crimson light shone down from the sky—there was no sunlight or moonlight here, only the crimson color that illuminated the earth, the source of which was unknown.

only--

"Azure Sky Alliance?"

Standing at what appeared to be the gate to the ruins, with a sunken patch of black soil beneath his feet, Jiang Yuetian looked up at the plaque hanging askew on the dark gatepost, its corner broken off and riddled with cracks.

The plaque had three characters written on it—

Azure Sky Alliance.

Jiang Yuetian's memory of these three words was somewhat vague. He seemed to have seen the Azure Sky Alliance in the previous death scene, but he had no idea what the Azure Sky Alliance was.

Jiang Yuetian turned his head and stared at Yun Ping: "Since this ruin appears here, does it mean that this place also has special significance for that demonic half-immortal?"

Yunping nodded, his gaze fixed on the crooked gate riddled with sword holes.

Just as I was about to say something—

boom!

A swift, flashing blade struck the inside of the metal gate. The terrifying impact cleaved the gate, which appeared to be made of a special metal, causing it to bend and fold slightly before hurtling towards the white-clad youth at incredible speed.

Yunping took a small step back with his right foot, his body slightly turned to the side, but his gaze remained fixed on the inside of the gate.

call out--

The air roared wildly beside him, but the young man in white simply and briefly turned his body, revealing the folded and twisted metal door.

It flew past, brushing against my cheek.

But this is not critical.

Because after the gate was cleaved open, Yunping and Jiang Yuetian saw it—

Within those dusty, dilapidated ruins, there were two familiar figures.

One person held a knife, and the other held a sword.

Their cherry-colored and shimmering gold hair trembled slightly in the cold wind as the two stood back to back.

Surrounding them was a confining force, trapping the two within—

They were cultivators from Bihai Tower and several other sects.

34. Do you have a large group?

As soon as Fan Luokui and Jiang Shaoguang stepped into the deep, dark cave, they were transported to this strange world, just like the other cultivators who entered the secret realm.

However, unlike Yun Ping, they did not need to cross that Evil Sword Tomb—from the very beginning, the two of them were already within the ruins of the Azure Sky Alliance.

Although the Azure Sky Alliance has been reduced to ruins, and most of its walls and bricks have been weathered beyond recognition, there are still some noteworthy things hidden within.

For example, Fan Luokui found a tattered ancient book in the ruins of what appeared to be a hall. The book seemed to contain the records of a person who called himself Qu Wenxue.

However, the text above is incomplete and fragmented. Apart from a few sentences that are still somewhat coherent, the rest is almost completely broken and incomprehensible.

The few parts that were readable were written in strange sentences.

If there is any way in this world that can save him... I am willing to give everything, including this life that should never have been mine.

He's a good person, the best person in the world. He doesn't know that I've been awake the whole time, watching him the whole time.

This can't go on... he'll die...

I have to think of something... I absolutely have to think of something... I'm the only one in this world who can save him.

They were all words I couldn't understand.

Even the identity of "he" in the ancient book remained a mystery to Fan Luokui and Jiang Shaoguang.

However, it is certain that the person in this book is probably inextricably linked to Qu Wenxue.

However, before Fan Luokui could find any other information about Qu Wenxue, the ruins were suddenly invaded.

The cultivators of Bihai Tower and other sects and forces that had a good relationship with Bihai Tower all came to this place.

And so, the scene we see now unfolded—

"Fan Luokui of Yuntian Academy, a renowned cultivator on the once-competitive Lan Ranking, I never expected to run into you here."

The female cultivator, dressed in a robe from the Azure Sea Pavilion, wearing a white feather official hat, with a slender silver scabbard at her waist, long black hair, and bright red lipstick, narrowed her eyes.

Her gaze towards Fan Luokui was full of amusement; her willow-leaf eyebrows were slightly raised, and her eyes turned to the surroundings.

"It seems that your senior brothers and sisters have gotten separated from you."

"They might be nearby."

Fan Luokui's expression turned slightly cold, and she gripped the hilt of her knife with an icy demeanor, meeting the woman's gaze without fear.

obviously.

In this secret realm, it's fine to encounter cultivators from one's own sect, but what might happen if one encounters other sects, especially those with whom one has a bad relationship? Nobody knows.

The treasures within the secret realm are limited. Even in the tomb of a half-immortal, the treasures within are naturally not enough to be shared equally among so many people.

First come, first served—everyone understands this principle.

At present, the cultivators from Bihai Tower and the other major sects have surrounded Fan Luokui and Jiang Shaoguang. Not a single person present has a kind smile on their face.

Many of the male cultivators present, in particular, looked at Fan Luokui with lustful eyes.

"Don't worry, before we came here, we at Bihai Tower had already checked the surroundings. There was no one else around except for us."

The woman smiled gently, then stepped forward and said calmly to Fan Luokui, "So, it's just the two of us here, so we can have a proper talk."

"I don't remember you." Fan Luokui said coldly, adopting a wary stance. "There's nothing to talk about."

"Don't be so cold~" The woman smiled charmingly, with a somewhat familiar air about her, and began to introduce herself: "My name is Tao Yaoyao, a disciple of Mo Wuhai, the master of Bihai Tower, and I can also be considered the current chief of Bihai Tower."

"By the way, in the last battle of the myriad factions, I ranked fifth on the Lan Ranking~ But it's a pity I didn't run into you."

Lan ranked fifth.

Upon hearing this, Fan Luokui's expression darkened further.

In the past, when all the sects were vying for supremacy, although my swordsmanship and cultivation were not as good as they are now, I have made very little progress in recent times.

And in the fiercely competitive rankings, she was only seventh at the time.

The girl in front of him, Tao Yaoyao, was ranked fifth on the Lan Ranking.

While this ranking may not necessarily determine the relative strengths of the teams, it at least proves one thing—

Tao Yaoyao in front of me is not so easy to deal with.

"I'm saying, beautiful lady..."

Just as Fan Luo Kui thought they might be facing a tough battle, a blond-haired young man with a black cloak beside her said:

"Just say what you want to do, there's no need to try to get close to us here."

He spread his hands, looked at Tao Yaoyao, and put on an air of having nothing: "But let me make this clear first, we haven't been in this ruin for long, and we haven't seen any treasures. Apart from seeing a strange diary, we haven't even seen a single spiritual plant."

Even if you want something to take back from us, we have nothing to give you.

Upon hearing this, Tao Yaoyao frowned, her questioning gaze falling on Jiang Shaoguang.

In her memory, there was no such person in the "Wanpai Zhengfeng" (万派争锋) group.

She glanced at Fan Luokui and Jiang Shaoguang standing together, a knowing look flashing in her eyes.

Tao Yaoyao smiled and said sarcastically, "I didn't expect that not long after, our famous Ice Beauty from the Ten Thousand Sects Competition has already found a lover."

A lover... a mistress?!

Upon hearing these two words, both Fan Luokui and Jiang Shaoguang froze.

Well, it looks like the two of them are standing together, which has led to a misunderstanding.

A barely perceptible wavering crossed Fan Luokui's icy face as she coldly said, "I advise you not to talk nonsense."

Tao Yaoyao rolled her eyes and helplessly spread her hands, "Fine, anyway, that's not the point."

"The key point isn't whether you possess any treasures from the secret realm, but rather—"

She grinned, revealing an especially arrogant smile.

"Our Bihai Tower has always had more men than women. We male cultivators of Bihai Tower have admired Miss Fan Luokui for a long time, but we didn't have the opportunity before. Today is quite a coincidence."

"Why don't you stay and keep the cultivators of Bihai Tower company?"

As soon as he said this, several male cultivators from the Azure Sea Pavilion around him chuckled.

Tao Yaoyao's smile was particularly twisted. She couldn't stand Fan Luokui's pure and innocent appearance. She had such a deadpan face, yet so many people still fawned over her. She was truly good at putting on an act.

She wanted to see if, after suffering this ordeal today, Fan Luokui would still be able to maintain her icy beauty persona.

Fan Luokui's face had turned somewhat pale. She had just checked the cultivation levels of the cultivators surrounding her. The lowest level was the Transformation God Realm, and the highest level had already broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm.

If we were to truly become enemies, I'm afraid I wouldn't be a match for them.

"Senior brother."