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

however……

"Ruoxue...you have such a cruel heart..."

The dark figure that Zhang Ruoxue kicked away was a woman with long silver hair.

Ye Yuchan.

—Yu Chan, who was thrown over in the same way, took off a few seconds later than Zhang Ruoxue, so she also arrived at the designated location a few seconds later.

Watching Ye Yuchan slowly get up from the ground, clutching her stomach and looking pale, Zhang Ruoxue blinked blankly before slowly lowering her right leg that had been suspended in mid-air.

Then, with an innocent look on his face, he said, "I didn't know it was you. I just instinctively felt a chill down my back and turned around to kick you."

"That was a really hard kick..." Ye Yuchan clutched her stomach, limping as she walked towards Zhang Ruoxue with a pained expression: "You almost crippled me..."

Zhang Ruoxue was shocked: "Crippled? It can't be that serious, can it?"

"Yes! You kicked my spiritual root, you know that? This thing is my lifeline, I don't care... even if it's a misunderstanding, you still have to pay some medical expenses."

"Medical expenses?" Zhang Ruoxue glanced at Ye Yuchan.

As a result, Ye Yuchan stretched out her left hand and made a "give money" gesture towards Zhang Ruoxue.

Zhang Ruoxue: "emmmm..."

"Ouch, ouch... my stomach, it's all over, Ruoxue, it seems like you kicked my spiritual root... this is not something that can be solved with just a few gold coins."

Zhang Ruoxue rolled her eyes at Ye Yuchan, slapped the girl's hand away, and then pouted: "Keep pretending. Others may not know, but I know you well—your body is made of the ultimate materials, it's no wonder I could kick it and break it."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yuchan took a step back in alarm, narrowed her eyes, and stared at Ruoxue suspiciously: "You can see that? Tell me yourself, where did you hide my cute, silly Ruoxue who doesn't understand anything?"

"Say one more word and you're not getting out of bed tomorrow morning."

"Come on, come on~ let's see if your legs are stronger, or my one-finger kung fu is stronger."

"One-finger divine skill?" Zhang Ruoxue looked puzzled.

"What's wrong? One finger isn't enough for you? I didn't expect you to be so thirsty now, Ruoxue. It's okay, I can also do Double Dragons Emerging from the Water, Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, Four..."

Ye Yuchan, who was speaking in words Zhang Ruoxue couldn't understand and pointing a finger with a smile, suddenly stopped talking as if she had sensed something.

It wasn't just her.

Zhang Ruoxue's face was initially grim. She knew Ye Yuchan was definitely not saying anything nice, but she didn't have the time or energy to deal with this girl.

the reason is simple.

Demonic energy.

An extremely ominous demonic aura suddenly appeared around the two of them, and the source of that aura happened to be the tomb not far from them.

Quiet.

At that very moment, the two who were joking with each other both chose to fall silent.

clatter--

Footsteps.

clatter--

The sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.

clatter--

"Insolent scoundrel."

The person walked slowly out of the tomb in front of Ye Yuchan and the other person with a steady, unhurried gait.

He wore a black bat mask, an ochre robe, and a black square token hanging from his waist, on which the character "君" (ruler) was faintly visible.

The man's voice echoed all around.

Perhaps upon hearing the words of this lord, the demonic cultivators who had sensed something amiss immediately retreated. Instead of swarming forward, they quietly watched Ye Yuchan and her companion from afar, their expressions suggesting they were ready to witness a good show.

In their eyes, these two people... seemed no different from the dead.

"I didn't expect to meet you so soon—"

Standing about fifty meters away from Zhang Ruoxue and the other person, his slender, pale hand emerged from the sleeve of his robe. He casually crossed his arms, his cold gaze piercing through the bat-like eyes on his mask as he looked at the girl in the distance.

A girl with black hair and blue eyes.

"Mad dog."

The two words fell.

A hint of anger welled up in Ye Yuchan's eyes. Although the person being insulted was not herself, she still felt an extremely unbearable displeasure from the bottom of her heart.

Almost subconsciously, she summoned the magical artifact Black Light, and in the blink of an eye, she drew her bow and pulled back the string. A silver arrow, constructed from the spiritual energy of countless tiny silver needles, was poised to be released, its target the Demon Dynasty man in front of her.

Zhang Ruoxue, she can be cursed, the old rogue can be cursed, and everyone else from Yuntian Academy can be cursed.

But outsiders are an exception.

Of course.

"Don't do it."

A hand blocked Ye Yuchan's way.

Incredulity flashed in her dark eyes as she stared in astonishment at Zhang Ruoxue, who was blocking her way.

With just one glance, her pupils contracted sharply, and she suddenly realized.

Because at this moment, Zhang Ruoxue doesn't seem to be that silly, single-minded fool anymore.

Her delicate profile was covered in frost, a frost even colder than that of her junior sister from the Northern Ice Palace, which could not be described by mere expressionlessness or blankness.

Cold. Just seeing Zhang Ruoxue's profile made Ye Yuchan feel a bone-chilling cold. This kind of cold... she had only ever seen in one other person.

—An old rogue when he's angry.

That was how Yun Ping felt when he stepped out of Yuntian Academy and faced Tianbei Valley and Leiyu Sect.

On that day, when Yunping stepped into the Imperial Palace, he was just like that.

Every time Yunping got angry, his face would turn unusually cold.

Just like Zhang Ruoxue at this moment.

Zhang Ruoxue kept her head down, and no one could see her face or expression clearly.

She slowly withdrew her hand, then turned slightly to the side and said calmly, "Yu Chan just needs to watch from the side."

"But……"

"Listen to me, don't interfere."

She slowly took a step forward, and a surge of powerful spiritual energy flowed into the red-hot magical artifact on her right arm.

Wisps of blood energy emanated from the orifices within Zhang Ruoxue's body. At this moment, the girl named Zhang Ruoxue was exuding an extremely ominous aura.

Burning oneself.

From the very beginning, they revealed their hand!

"Oh my~" The man behind the mask grinned, unable to resist teasing, "So many years have passed, your cultivation has indeed increased dramatically, you've even specially studied this kind of martial art..."

"It seems you really want to get revenge on that little village."

"Let me think, what was that village called again? Chicken Village? Bird Egg Village?" The man smiled and spread his hands, saying, "Sorry, I don't remember that village, but it doesn't really matter anyway—they're just a bunch of useless mortals."

"If it were that Buddhist or Taoist saint who came, perhaps I would be somewhat wary, but it's just a mad dog like you..."

Thick wisps of demonic energy floated in the man's palm, then condensed into the shape of flames, with jet-black flames constantly dancing in his palm.

"They're just here to deliver..."

Before he could finish speaking...

A bloody afterimage remained in place.

The girl named Zhang Ruoxue seemed to have traversed space directly, instantly and silently moving to the man's side. Her face, with wide-open eyes that seemed to be spitting fire and filled with anger, suddenly magnified in front of the man.

boom!

With an iron fist powerful enough to generate wind blades and cause the space to tremble, it struck the man's left cheek accurately in the next second.

The violent impact sent the man flying, a single punch sending him nearly a hundred meters away. He crashed through the cemetery's railing and finally embedded himself in the distant wall made of tombstones.

Zhang Ruoxue turned to the side, staring coldly at the man whose body was unharmed.

"Are you ready?"

She asked casually.

He raised his head, and in his tightly clenched fists, he held the flames of revenge.

"A mad dog has come to kill people."

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The shattered stones turned to dust and fell from the wall made of tombstones.

A man wearing an ochre cloak and a mask fell from the sky and landed on the ground, stirring up a gust of wind.

"I see... It seems that letting you leave that day was a mistake."

With the sword hilt suspended, the purplish-red blade reflecting layers of moonlight. He held the sword in one hand, walking leisurely on this desolate and barren road.

He was shrouded in demonic energy, and apart from a fist mark resembling a scorch mark on his mask beneath his cloak, there wasn't a single scratch on his body.

That attack just now didn't even shatter the mask used to cover the face.

"The little mad dog from back then has now grown into..."

Through the mask, the man could clearly see the wisps of blood smoke emanating from Zhang Ruoxue's orifices.

A chilling murderous intent flickered across his handsome face, just like the mad dog he had seen in that small Jinglin Village more than twenty years ago.

But in stark contrast, if Zhang Ruoxue more than twenty years ago was merely a rabid little dog that bit indiscriminately, then she is now—

"A vicious wolf..."

It can no longer be called a dog.