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

"That's good. I was worried I might have misread it."

"No, no!" Uncle Ding's old face was full of smiles. "Grandpa, your eyes are so discerning. Let alone my little injury, there's nothing in the world that can escape your keen eyes. How could you possibly be wrong?!"

—Well, he's really gone all out with the flattery.

That's natural.

At first, he did think Yunping was a dangerous person, and that the prescription he mentioned might not be effective.

He couldn't resist trying it anyway, and the results were surprisingly good!

Each spiritual plant achieved an astonishing consistency. Unlike the common medicine-making methods in the secular world, when he made medicine according to Yunping's method and dosage, he felt as if he had touched a corner of some great Dao. The whole process was smooth and without any constraints.

It's as if... that's how it was supposed to be.

It was after that experiment that he began to change his opinion of Yunping.

Ren Yao watched from the side, stunned. She thought to herself, "Ding Bo was so hostile just a few days ago, how come he's acting like a little follower now?"

She scratched her head blankly, wondering, "What... what's going on?"

While Ren Yao was still in a daze, Uncle Ding actually saw her.

At this moment, he had completely taken on the role of the butler, so he bowed to Ren Yao and said respectfully, "Miss, welcome back."

"Ah... um... okay..."

Ren Yao's expression was quite a sight. She walked blankly to the two of them, looked at Ding Bo, and then at Yun Ping.

These two... their relationship developed way too quickly, didn't it?

"What's wrong, Sister Ren?"

Ren Yao shook her head somewhat flusteredly, then swallowed hard: "No... nothing, I just came to tell you something."

"About your maternal grandfather?"

"Ah."

When this matter was mentioned, Ren Yao looked at Yun Ping with a strange expression.

Ding Bo noticed Ren Yao's gaze and couldn't help but ask, "Has Grandfather already recovered from the poison and emerged from seclusion?"

"Not yet, but my maternal grandfather has basically recovered. He only needs to recuperate for another day or two before he can leave seclusion."

"but--"

The single sentence, "However," startled both Ding Bo and Yun Ping.

Ren Yao's gaze darted away. She looked at Yun Ping, hesitated for a long time, and then dropped a bombshell.

“I informed my maternal grandfather about Mr. Yun’s matter. After my grandfather found out, he told me…”

Yun Ping glanced at Ren Yao with interest: "What did you say?"

“She said…”

Ren Yao scratched her head nervously and took two steps back timidly.

She didn't dare look Yunping in the eye, but kept her head down, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Even so, her words still reached Yunping and Dingbo's ears without missing a single one.

She said—

"She doesn't know anyone named Yunping at all..."

6. Once upon a time, there was a group of people, and then they were planted in the ground.

A week has passed since Yunping moved into the manor.

The old rogue has always been a leisurely person, both in the past and now.

Ren Yao's manor was rarely visited by people. Even when there were people, it was usually Old Man Ding who was diligently working in the spirit fields.

Therefore, Yunping is a rare and precious place for leisure.

Every day, I would lie in the yard and bask in the sun. In the evening, if I felt like it, I would wander around, looking at the spiritual plants and flowers. If I wasn't in the mood, I would simply lie down on the grass, using the ground as my bed and the moonlight as my cool blanket, and fall asleep like that.

If you're not feeling sleepy, you can call Uncle Ding over to play chess.

At first, Ding Bo boasted to Yun Ping about how profound his chess skills were, saying that he had once defeated a seventh-dan cultivator from the Chess Sect, and that his level was incredibly mysterious.

After dating that old rogue...

The two played nearly a hundred games, and Ding Bo won not a single one. Not only that, he didn't gain the slightest advantage at all; he was completely unilaterally crushed.

If he were only defeated by a pattern he couldn't break, that would be one thing, but Yunping kept finding ways to torment him...

Today I used the chess method of the Blue Mountain Old Monster, yesterday I used the chess method of the Seven Heroes of the Azure Sky, and tomorrow I might use the chess method of the Ghost Cave Yin Granny.

Yunping could effortlessly execute the chess techniques of those ancient chess masters from the time of the human emperors. Not only were they not obscure at all, but they also contained a number of mysteries that he could not understand at all, leaving Ding Bo completely convinced of his superior skill.

As for what Ren Yao said earlier—

My maternal grandfather said she didn't know anyone named Yunping at all.

This is indeed a very big problem.

If the grandfather's words are true, then Yunping, who claims to be related to the grandfather and came to find him, is lying. In that case, whether his purpose in entering the Ranshan Sect is good or bad is debatable.

And it was obvious that the maternal grandfather had no reason to deceive Ren Yao.

The old rogue has yet to give an explanation, only offering a very simple response.

Whether we know each other or not, we'll find out when we meet.

That is indeed the case.

Although Ding Bo was initially worried that Yun Ping might harm his maternal grandfather after meeting him, he quickly dismissed the thought.

the reason is simple.

—No need.

With this man's mysterious and unpredictable methods, let alone the Ranshan Sect, it's estimated that there's no one in the entire Lantian Empire who can control him. Even if there is, they would at least be at the level of a saint.

However, the maternal grandfather of the Ranshan Sect was only at the Void Realm and had only recently broken through; he was certainly no match for this man.

In this way, this guy can do whatever he wants in the Ranshan Sect. If he really wants to harm his maternal grandfather, he can just kill him directly. Why bother with all that trouble?

Therefore... Ren Yao and Ding Bo both sided with Yun Ping.

But there's something strange about it.

That is, Yunping didn't care about this at all, and when he learned about it, he wasn't even shocked.

It was as if... he knew that the maternal grandfather of the Ranshan Sect did not recognize him.

……

is the day.

The sun shines as always, and a gentle breeze blows.

"Then it's time for Grandfather to emerge from seclusion..."

The young man stretched in the rocking chair, then stood up and looked around, but couldn't see Uncle Ding.

He should still be fast asleep. Yesterday, he played chess with Uncle Ding for a long time, which made the old man a little unstable. After losing for so long, anyone would be on the verge of collapse.

Thinking about this, Yunping was already considering whether he should let Ding Bo win. If this continued, he was worried that Ding Bo would be so badly beaten that he would question his existence and give up playing chess altogether.

Just as they were pondering whether or not to let Uncle Ding win a few rounds, several dark figures suddenly appeared outside the manor. They were all human-shaped and seemed to be heading towards Ren Yao's manor.

Ren Yao should still be cultivating at this moment. This girl naturally needs to put in some effort to prepare for the upcoming competition.

—Are you here to see that girl Ren Yao?

Yun Ping squinted and casually waved his hand, bringing the rocking chair into the void. He didn't go forward to greet them, but leaned against the tree trunk, his gaze wandering over the figures.

The leader was a disciple of the Ranshan Sect. His clothes were different from those of the outer disciples Yunping had seen before, but somewhat similar to those of Ren Yao and Li Junxiao. He should also be an inner disciple.

The others were sword cultivators from the outer sect, both men and women, who followed behind their senior brother and entered Ren Yao's manor without any hesitation.

Contrary to Yunping's expectations, they did not look around for Ren Yao's whereabouts, but instead walked directly towards him.

The leading swordsman used the Meteor Step to arrive in front of the cloud plane with incredible speed, a strange smile on his thin face.

He stood before the cloud-like surface, looking back and forth several times, as if he had made up his mind.

"You're Ren Yao's relative?"

"If you're here to see Ren Yao, she's currently..."

"We've come to find you."

The sword cultivator interrupted Yun Ping, a slight smile playing on his lips.

His gaze toward Yunping contained not only disdain but also an indescribable loathing, as if Yunping's existence was something filthy that should be erased from his sight.

Yunping didn't care about that; instead, he was very interested in what the man was saying. "What do you want with me?"

He didn't feel like he knew the person in front of him.

Moreover, with his current appearance and physique, he looks like an ordinary mortal, neither too handsome nor too ugly.

There is certainly no one within the Ranshan Sect who recognizes his face.

So why would an inner disciple of the Ranshan Sect come looking for me?

The answer soon became apparent—

"It's just a very simple transaction."

As the man spoke, he walked slowly across the lawn, then stopped after a few steps and noticed the tiny ants crawling among the grass.

He seemed to find it amusing, and half-squatted down, his eyes reflecting the clumsy, stumbling movements of ants.

At the same time, Yun Ping asked, "A trade? What kind of trade do you want with me?"

"It's very simple. All you have to do is put this into Li Junxiao's, Senior Sister Li's, cave. It's that simple."

As the man spoke, he winked at a female outer sect cultivator behind him.

The latter immediately understood, took out a palm-sized, dark purple spherical jade stone from his storage ring, and swallowed hard.