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

Yunping's gaze shifted to Ren Yao, who was shivering under the shade of a tree behind him, and he sighed helplessly.

Oh, I see... It's this girl.

Clearly, Li Junxiao had no idea that Yun Ping possessed the strength to easily defeat Li Zhe and the others, because Yun Ping had never made a move in front of Li Junxiao.

In Li Junxiao's eyes, Yun Ping was at most an ordinary person with some physical abilities.

But now he's asking Yunping for advice on swordsmanship?

It must be that Ren Yao told everyone about how Yun Ping caused Li Zhe to "lose everything" in the dense forest, otherwise Li Junxiao would never have come looking for Yun Ping.

The young man sighed and rubbed his forehead, not blaming Ren Yao, but instead staring at Li Junxiao with deadpan eyes, puzzled: "Why did you come to me?"

"Because you are not a member of the Ranshan Sect...and you are trustworthy, other people... might leak the sword techniques I have been practicing beforehand."

Li Junxiao remained calm, her gaze fixed on Yun Ping the entire time.

"Moreover, Junior Sister Ren told me...you are no ordinary person, and I trust Junior Sister Ren's judgment."

"Sword skills..."

It's been a while since I've touched a sword.

Yun Ping glanced at Li Junxiao first, then frowned as if he had seen something strange, but the gloomy look quickly disappeared.

He pondered for a few seconds, then agreed to Li Junxiao's request.

"Alright, but let's make this clear first: if it's a sword technique I haven't seen before, I can't provide guidance."

"Ah...no problem." Li Junxiao seemed surprised that Yun Ping agreed so readily. She had been prepared to sacrifice some valuables and treasures: "If you haven't seen them before...it would be good to offer some suggestions."

"Okay."

The old rogue took two steps back, leaned against the trunk of the big tree, turned sideways, glanced at Ren Yao who was hiding next to him and smirking, and then flicked her forehead.

"Awoo!"

Amidst Ren Yao's painful cry, Yun Ping turned around and asked Li Junxiao:

"So, what sword technique do you wish to learn?"

Li Junxiao had no intention of hiding anything, so he answered honestly, "The Thirty-Six Swords of the Cave Heaven."

……

The old rogue's expression suddenly became incredibly interesting.

He stared at Li Junxiao with a complicated expression: "What sword did you just say...?"

"The Thirty-Six Swords of the Cave Heaven".

"Who taught you this swordsmanship?"

Li Junxiao didn't understand why Yunping would ask this question. She thought for a few seconds and then said, "I took this from the sect's library. It was a reward from the last sect competition."

"Then where did you get this sword technique manual from?"

"This... I seem to remember that it was given to the Cangyue City Lord's Mansion by the Protector General of the Lantian Empire. The City Lord made a copy and then gave it to the Ranshan Sect."

"The Protector-General of the Nation? What's his name?"

"You don't know?"

Li Junxiao found it strange that Yun Ping didn't know the name of the Protector General: "One of the strongest forces in the Lantian Empire right now, the Protector General's swordsmanship is extraordinary, he's even close to achieving enlightenment through the sword..."

"Fang Yan."

……

Yunping sighed deeply, a helpless bitter smile appearing on his face. He thought to himself, "As expected, it's that Pingxing Sibianyan."

Actually, he had pretty much guessed it when he heard about the Thirty-Six Swords of the Cave Heaven.

Because of these Thirty-Six Swords of the Cave Heaven—

It is one of the moves of the Nine Emperors Sword Technique that Yun Ping gave to Fang Yan after he lost to Zhang Ruoxue in the battle of the myriad sects!

Unexpectedly, in just thirty years, the boy who lost in the battle of the myriad sects has grown into a great general capable of protecting the Lantian Empire.

But upon closer reflection, Yunping's behavior wasn't so strange after all.

After all, Fang Yan is a perfect protagonist template, possessing various ancient inheritances. In the past thirty years, he has encountered countless fortuitous events and received guidance from countless masters. His cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has been blessed with countless good fortunes. He is definitely receiving the treatment of a protagonist.

If you think about it, the harem is probably already set up, and the kids might be old enough to run errands by now.

Upon seeing Yun Ping's expression, Li Junxiao panicked and asked urgently, "This sword technique... do you recognize it?"

Yunping was taken aback, and couldn't help but give a wry smile.

"I suppose I know a little bit about it..."

It's not just a matter of having a superficial understanding—

Yun Ping is more familiar with the Nine Emperors Sword Technique than anyone else in the world.

After all, he was the one who created it...

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16. This is the moment that will determine your fate.

Li Junxiao's swordsmanship talent was somewhat beyond Yun Ping's expectations.

The Thirty-Six Swords of the Cave Heaven is one of the Nine Emperors Sword Techniques. The Nine Emperors Sword Techniques was actually created by Gu Tianren in the ancient times before the Martial Emperor was established. It is a masterpiece that integrates the sword techniques of nine saints. In terms of difficulty, if one does not have some talent in swordsmanship and a good understanding of sword techniques, one may not even be able to use the most basic sword moves.

After just a few days of guidance, Yunping had witnessed Li Junxiao's growth firsthand.

Although she cannot be considered exceptionally talented or a prodigy, her swordsmanship has reached a level close to the realm of "at will," and she has her own unique understanding of the Thirty-Six Swords of the Cave Heaven.

Therefore, it is gratifying that Li Junxiao has grown up quite rapidly.

But the most shocking thing was Li Junxiao himself.

Yunping's teachings felt different from those of any other highly skilled master. While others' teachings were more like guidance or correction, Yunping's felt more like enlightenment.

Every action, every word, every phrase was precisely aimed at every point she was unfamiliar with.

What's even stranger is that Yun Ping only glanced at the Thirty-Six Swords of the Cave Heaven manual once, yet he seemed to be extremely familiar with it, proficient in every sword style. He casually uttered a few words, which gave Li Junxiao a completely new understanding of swordsmanship.

—Actually, the old rogue only watched it once to put on a show.

Perhaps it was precisely because Yun Ping appeared so familiar with the Thirty-Six Swords of the Cave Heaven that, in the period leading up to the sect competition, the old rogue heard the following comment most often:

"Uncle Yun, who exactly are you?"

In the courtyard.

Under the shade of a tree, in front of the spirit field, on a rocking chair—a young man named Yunping squinted and frowned.

The young man's lips twitched suddenly, and a helpless bitterness appeared on his cheeks. Without turning his head, he said, "I say, Uncle Ding, why are you starting to ask this question like Sister Ren and Sister Li?"

Yes, during this period, the old rogue felt like he was being targeted by a salesperson, who kept asking him questions 24 hours a day.

Especially Ren Yao, before going to bed after finishing her cultivation at night, she didn't forget to run over to the old rogue, stare at him with her big, bright eyes, and ask with a smile, "Uncle Yun, who exactly are you?"

— Once a day.

If there were a way to directly blacklist Ren Yao, the old rogue would have blocked her long ago.

She asked him every day and every night, until Yunping felt like he was hearing Ren Yao's whispers all over his ears, and his mind was almost going blank.

……

Sensing the helplessness in Yunping's tone, Uncle Ding couldn't help but chuckle bitterly. He stood respectfully behind Yunping and said, "Once this curiosity is piqued, no one can rest easy until they get a definite answer."

"You're quite capable, old man. You have a deep understanding of spiritual plants, your swordsmanship is so superb, and your chess skills can make this old man question his existence. Not to mention you look like an ordinary person... Once your curiosity is piqued, who can resist?"

Yunping raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

He said in a slightly flippant tone, with a hint of amusement, "Uncle Ding, don't you know..."

"Did curiosity kill the cat?"

Ding Bo was a little confused: "What...does this mean?"

"It means my identity is a secret and cannot be revealed. But if you really want to know, I wouldn't mind telling you—"

"Really?"

Ding Bo's eyes lit up, but a faint fear quickly resurfaced in them.

He's getting older and has experienced a lot, so naturally he knows... some things are better left unsaid.

If this Master Yun's identity is... incredibly powerful, or perhaps some kind of evil or unorthodox sect, then the person who knows Master Yun's identity might be finished.

Thinking of this, Uncle Ding waved his hand in regret.

But it was too late.

The old rogue sat up from the rocking chair, turned around, and a sinister smile flashed in his eyes.

"actually……"

"I am the Demon Emperor you have been talking about, one of the two True Immortals in the world."

Ding Bo: "..."

Can you come up with something decent?

The old rogue's carefully maintained serious expression instantly crumbled, his deadpan eyes bulging again. He glanced at Uncle Ding with displeasure: "Uncle Ding, is it really necessary to wear your disbelief on your face?"

Ding Bo sighed deeply with a stern face: "If you said you were the Emperor Immortal of the Immortal Capital, I might believe you, but with your appearance, to say you're the Demon Emperor... I would never believe it even if you were beaten to death."

"why?"

"Is there a Demon Emperor like you who spends his days relaxing under the trees, planting spiritual plants in the spiritual fields, not daring to do anything, and just playing chess with me here whenever he has free time..."

"Besides, you don't seem like a bloodthirsty person at all, and you have nothing to do with the word 'demon'."

Yunping rolled his eyes and lay back down.

He summoned a folding fan with his right hand, opened it, and fanned out a gentle breeze. He then said leisurely, "Don't let my appearance fool you. The number of people I've killed is enough to drive others into madness thousands of times over."

Uncle Ding smiled and said, "You're joking again, sir..."

The old rogue didn't reply, but simply shook his head silently and gave a bitter laugh.