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

Her black hair swayed gently, and even the slightest breeze could lift her thin clothes.

Quiet.

The full moon overhead cast its light onto the still water, and he was immersed in it, like an unmoving rock in the water.

His demeanor was frivolous, and his appearance was ordinary.

Qu Wuxin's palm failed to land.

To be precise, before it fell, its wrist was grabbed by a thin hand, and the wisp of black flame in the palm of its hand inexplicably dissipated and disappeared without a trace.

"Who are you……!"

Qu Wuxin's eyes narrowed suddenly, a sense of astonishment and panic flashing through his mind. He immediately took several steps back to create distance.

Yunping readily released his hand—he had never intended to harm Qu Wuxin from the beginning.

"Ok?"

Not far away.

The cold, aloof man in black robes and with skeletal eyes seemed to sense something amiss, and his eyes, seemingly unique in the world, turned to the snow-white figure.

He seemed quite puzzled by this, his face filled with confusion.

Who are you?!

Qu Wuxin stood dozens of meters away from Yun Ping, watching him from afar, a sense of panic rising involuntarily in his heart.

In that instant, he clearly felt as if his demonic energy had been detached from him. As a saint, his power was immense—it was a full-force palm strike. Although he was not a martial artist, not everyone could withstand a saint's palm strike.

But the man not only deflected his own strength, but also annihilated his demonic aura using some unknown means.

This is not the most important thing.

What shocked Qu Wuxin the most was that Yun Ping before him was completely unaffected by the Demon Emperor's pressure!

"I?"

Yunping stood in front of Zhang Ruoxue, and without turning his head, reached out and gently touched Zhang Ruoxue's shoulder.

With just that one touch, the oppressive force pressing down on Zhang Ruoxue's limbs and muscles vanished.

She blinked blankly for a moment before getting up from the ground and standing behind Yunping.

The young man in white, with an innocent expression, smiled and said, "I am this girl's master."

"Master?" Qu Wuxin exclaimed in surprise.

"What?" Yun Ping glanced meaningfully at the Demon Emperor's will in mid-air and chuckled, "You can call your parents to show up, but our Ruoxue can't?"

"This was originally a matter between the two of you, and I didn't want to interfere. But since you've called on the parents, as Ruoxue's master, I can't just stand by and do nothing, right?"

Qu Wuxin revealed a knowing look, but his gaze towards Yun Ping still held a hint of disdain: "So, you think you can protect that good-for-nothing?"

"First of all, I don't know if she's useless, but you are indeed useless for being beaten up by a girl who just entered sainthood."

Anger crept onto Qu Wuxin's face. His eyes widened in fury as he shouted, "What did you say?! Who are you calling trash?!"

However, the old rogue completely ignored him.

He slowly extended two fingers, his tone as usual: "Secondly, to be precise, I'm not here to protect her."

"It's not so much to deal with external factors."

"External factors?"

"The one on your head, to be honest, I've disliked him for a long time."

This statement came out.

Qu Wuxin was also taken aback.

His gaze toward Yunping became incredulous, as if he were looking at a madman.

Qu Wuxin's face was extremely cold: "Do you know who you're provoking?"

"I know." Yunping smiled as always: "The Demon Emperor, he's a newly promoted True Immortal."

"It seems you're truly unafraid of death."

"No, I'm still afraid of dying."

The old rogue chuckled and slowly raised his right hand.

Under the watchful eyes of Qu Wuxin and the Demon Emperor's will, his words, tinged with a hint of a smile, echoed throughout the entire cemetery.

"So, I won't take the initiative to fight this True Immortal. Anyway, you've already called your parents, and I'll just call in some outside help. You won't have anything to say then."

Gu Xingzhuo, standing in the distance, stared at his teacher with a complicated expression: "External aid?"

He had never heard of any other experts in the vicinity.

Moreover, in Gu Xingzhuo's mind, the only person in the world who could fight against that Demon Emperor was probably Yun Ping himself, besides that Emperor Immortal.

Others? Outside help? What is the teacher thinking?

Under the bewildered gaze of Gu Xingzhuo, the young man in white smiled confidently and then snapped his fingers.

pat.

Above the heavens, at the center of the full moon.

Zhang Ruoxue seemed to sense something; she felt a certain aura of the Great Dao within her body stirring restlessly, as if it were about to burst out of her body.

Moreover, the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of miles gathered at a single point in the blink of an eye, forming a terrifying vortex of spiritual energy, which was then rapidly compressed into a small area.

She followed her intuition and looked up, only to be startled to see a figure emerging from the narrow area.

It floated in mid-air along with the Demon Emperor's will.

It was a robust figure, composed of pure spiritual energy from this world. He possessed strong and aesthetically pleasing muscles, wore ancient black armor, general's boots, and a long, bright red cloak. He had black hair and black eyes, and his expression was solemn yet murderous.

As soon as this person appeared, the martial arts aura within Zhang Ruoxue could no longer be suppressed. It immediately burst out of her body and, as if it had found its purpose, circled and hovered around that person.

Under the moonlight, the jet-black armor gleamed with a dazzling luster.

"True immortals, of course, it's more interesting to fight against them..."

Yun Ping glanced meaningfully at the Demon Emperor's will in the distance, which looked utterly astonished, and grinned.

"Just who is the newly promoted True Immortal of this Immortal-Demon Era who is so powerful?"

He turned his head slightly, gazing at the majestic and awe-inspiring young man in mid-air, whose martial aura swirled and who stood under the moonlight as if he were the master of heaven and earth, and narrowed his eyes.

"Is he still the number one immortal overlord from the ancient era?"

"Let's have a competition."

……

The first immortal of ancient times.

Not to mention Qu Wuxin, even Zhang Ruoxue and Gu Xingzhuo were so shocked they were almost dumbfounded.

Empress Wu.

Anyone with even a slight understanding of ancient times must have seen what Emperor Wu looked like.

Even Zhang Ruoxue had seen many portraits of Martial Emperors back in the Lei Yu Sect, after all, that was the number one True Immortal throughout the ages!

And now?

The figure suspended in mid-air, the young man who absorbed all the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of miles upon his appearance and stood between heaven and earth as majestic and unmoving as a towering mountain... was the Martial Emperor they had seen in the portrait!

That Martial Emperor was not a physical entity, but a wisp of will!

The Martial Emperor's Will!!

Qu Wuxin was stunned, frozen in place for a long time before finally exclaiming in surprise:

"You...you...where did you get...where did you summon the Martial Emperor's will?!"

"This is impossible... The Martial Emperor is long dead, this... this... what is this?!"

Don't overthink it.

Yun Ping waved his hand and laughed, "Anyway, it's already been summoned. Just think of me as a spirit medium who can summon souls and bring back the long-dead Martial Emperor's will."

"you……"

Qu Wuxin wanted to ask something more, but Yunping's attitude clearly wouldn't reveal any information.

He glanced at Gu Tianren not far away, and with just one look, he was so shocked by the invincible killing intent that his soul almost lost its grip, and even his cultivation foundation almost collapsed for a moment.

That chilling killing intent, that domineering power that has conquered countless battlefields without ever being defeated, that terrifying sense of oppression.

This was merely a will, a broken will, yet it already possessed such terrifying pressure. If he were to see the real person, Qu Wuxin was unsure whether he could remain conscious.

No...that's not right.

He shouldn't be so flustered!

True Immortal?

Isn't my teacher also a true immortal? If we're talking about the will of a true immortal, isn't my master's will right beside me right now?!

"master!"

He turned around with hope, placing all his hopes on the Demon Emperor's will.

How could the Demon Emperor's will not understand Qu Wuxin's meaning?

In fact, this wisp of the Demon Emperor's will is also a remnant of the Demon Emperor's consciousness. This remnant consciousness only appears when Qu Wuxin's life is threatened, and it is a part separated from the Demon Emperor's own soul.

Furthermore, they were programmed to completely obey Qu Wuxin's orders.

This was the last trump card that his master, the Demon Emperor, had given him.

The Demon Emperor's will nodded slightly, though his expression was somewhat complicated. He glanced warily at Gu Tianren's will, whose expression remained unchanged, and snorted coldly.

The Demon Emperor suddenly conjured a demonic sword in his right hand, surging with overwhelming demonic energy. The moment the sword was unleashed, endless dark clouds appeared, a howling wind arose, and a chilling aura swept through the air!

"Master, kill him!"

Qu Wuxin glared ferociously at the will of Gu Tianren. He suppressed his inner fear and shouted, "Crush that dead, useless True Immortal's will!"

The Demon Emperor's will remained silent, and in an instant, it arrived before Gu Tianren.