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

Because she clearly saw that when Xuanqiu uttered the words "darling" that night, she even gave her a smug look.

That's like saying...

Hundreds of years ago, it was Ye Xuanqiu who was with Yunping, not Ye Yuchan.

However, Ye Yuchan did not speak at the moment, because she understood that she had no right to interrupt the conversation between the two, whether in terms of strength or status.

"You are not her, and you will never become her."

In response to Ye Xuanqiu's words, Yunping's reply remained cold and ruthless: "Ye Xuanqiu is long dead, completely dead, her soul and body have both perished. You are just wearing her skin."

"If the soul is destroyed, will one die?"

Ye Xuanqiu smiled and asked in return, reaching out with her left hand to pull out a folding fan with ink characters from thin air. She casually flicked it, using the fan surface printed with ink landscape paintings to cover the lower half of her face.

A slight smile appeared on her slender, willow-leaf eyebrows. As if questioning Yun Ping, she said, "Didn't you also perish in spirit and shatter your body back then? Yet you're still standing here perfectly fine now."

"Or... do you think I wouldn't know how to use your method?"

"You can actually tell, you know whether I'm Ye Xuanqiu or not, but you just don't want to admit it—"

"Am I right, darling?"

……

Yunping did not reply.

He simply stared coldly at Ye Xuanqiu, his gaze growing increasingly menacing.

Seemingly realizing that she had touched a forbidden zone in Yun Ping's heart, Ye Xuanqiu smiled, then put away her folding fan and spoke in a slightly more serious tone.

"Let's talk about the deal. You haven't forgotten what you promised me, have you?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten," Yunping replied coldly. "You said you wanted to go somewhere, and I promised you that, so naturally I will do it."

"Good~ As expected of you~"

Ye Xuanqiu nodded in satisfaction: "I was worried you might go back on your word, but it seems I was overthinking it... You're still the same as before~"

"Stop talking nonsense, where are you going?"

Yun Ping had no desire to engage in further conversation with the person before him. If it weren't for the hundreds or thousands of mysteries the other party possessed that he couldn't solve, and the fact that Ye Xuanqiu gave him such a mysterious aura, he would have already made his move.

Given the current situation, Yunping doesn't know if he can keep Ye Xuanqiu here—he might be able to win, but keeping Ye Xuanqiu completely won't be easy.

He could tell that the woman in front of him... was not simple.

"A place you're very familiar with~"

Ye Xuanqiu stretched out her forearm, which was as smooth and pure as a white lotus root, and slightly raised her slender hand.

She snapped her fingers with a mysterious smile.

Hey.

In an instant, the surrounding space was torn into pieces.

The sand and dust on the desert land were crushed, and the dust flying all over the sky was sucked into the dark void. The air lost its original nature, and the entire space was extracted in the blink of an eye, creating an eternal vacuum.

In that instant, Ye Yuchan and the others suddenly felt a burning pain in their bodies, and at the same time, they became unable to breathe. An indescribable pain swept over their entire bodies.

The air was...

Even Gu Wangjun, who had the highest cultivation level, couldn't help but frown. Unable to circulate his cultivation technique, he could only rely on his strong body to resist the intense heat and pain.

here it is……

Yun Ping's eyes widened, but he didn't speak. Instead, he used his divine sense to transmit a message to Ye Yuchan and the others:

"Everyone, grab the hand of the person next to you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ruoxue and the others immediately grabbed the forearms of the people next to them.

Ye Yuchan was closest to Yun Ping, and while being grabbed by Fan Luokui, she also grabbed Yun Ping's hand.

Of course.

Yunping glanced back at Ye Yuchan, a barely perceptible hint of reluctance flashing in his eyes, before shaking off Ye Yuchan's hand.

In this void and chaos, Yun Ping flung Ye Yuchan and the others away with a single swing.

[You old scoundrel!!]

Ye Yuchan shouted, but she could only make the corresponding mouth shapes; her words could not reach Yunping's ears at all.

In the chaotic space—

The young man in white stood there, slowly turning his head away, his back to Ye Yuchan and the others.

That voice, reaching straight to the soul, resounded in everyone's mind.

"Take good care of yourself."

next moment.

The young man in white swung his right hand forcefully, and a rift overflowing with seven-colored magic spells suddenly opened up, engulfing all the disciples of Yuntian Academy from top to bottom.

boom!

The silent airburst suddenly exploded.

The nine disciples of Yuntian Academy completely disappeared into this unknown space as the rift closed.

"Did he send all his disciples away at the last minute...?"

In the midst of chaos.

A snow-white phantom landed before the clouds, a faint smile on its face, its eyes filled with greedy desire.

"They didn't even send themselves away. Are they really reluctant to part with them?"

For some reason, Yunping could hear her words clearly.

Yunping's answer to this was very simple.

"If I showed even the slightest sign of wanting to leave, Yu Chan and the others would definitely be kept here by you."

"So I chose to send them away and stay behind myself~" Ye Xuanqiu chuckled twice, placing her slender hand on Yun Ping's shoulder and gazing at him alluringly: "As expected of you, you really understand me~"

Yun Ping had no intention of engaging in any romantic talk with her, and instead demanded sharply, "Why do you have the key to the airspace?!"

"I borrowed it from that old ancestor. His relationship with me isn't as bad as you might think."

"Kun Xuan..."

Ye Xuanqiu... Could it be related to those two old geezers?

Yun Ping frowned and asked in a cold voice, "What exactly do you want by bringing me here to the airspace?"

"I just wanted to find a quiet place to have a good chat with you and reminisce about the good old days."

Ye Xuanqiu licked her lips, her captivating eyes filled with longing for the young man before her.

Yun Ping stood in that empty, void space, coldly watching Ye Xuanqiu.

He knew he couldn't leave.

Even if he had the ability to defeat Ye Xuanqiu, he still wouldn't be able to leave.

Because this is airspace.

He had been to the Sky Domain before. This was a prison cell, a prison cell personally established by the Kunxuan Ancestor.

It is said that the Ancestor Kunxuan spent three hundred years creating this void. The rules within this void were established by the Ancestor himself. It is the boundless void of the primordial universe. Not to mention half-immortal saints, even the Three Thousand Great Daos or ancient spirits cannot escape from it!

Each time this airspace is opened, people inside must wait until the next opening before they can leave.

This rule cannot be violated, not even by those who open airspace links.

In other words, now not only Yunping, but also Ye Xuanqiu, cannot leave this place.

The time required for the next activation is...

Twenty years.

"Then, let's have a good chat~"

With a sickly smile on her face, Ye Xuanqiu slowly approached Yunping.

"Darling~"

50. Reunion means separation again.

How much time has passed since then?

I don't know, I don't understand.

The mind can no longer discern the flow of time through any external things, because all around are strips of color torn into long pieces, as if the canvas of the world has been evenly divided into countless small parts.

It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it also seemed like only a few seconds had gone by.

In short, it is a world that consciousness cannot perceive and the divine cannot comprehend—

The boys and girls, located in that unknown gap, were wandering through a long passage with no end in sight.

It might be moving forward, it might be moving backward, or it might be endlessly cycling.

They didn't know where they were or what they were doing.

The only sense capable of perception is the ear, yet the young man's words of advice, brimming with countless emotions, continued to echo in everyone's ears.

"Take good care of yourself."

He seemed like a benefactor, a loving father, a strict teacher, and a close friend.

Whatever it is, it is enough to touch everyone's heart.

In their hearts, they could never forget that unconventional yet exceptionally reliable figure.

"teacher……"

The silver-haired girl uttered a soft call.

next second.

World fantasy.