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

With black hair and black eyes, his appearance, while not particularly handsome, was not ugly either; he was of average appearance and acceptable to the eye.

What's even more noteworthy is that this person wasn't wearing a shirt, so his entire body was exposed to Ye Yuchan's view.

His healthy, bronze skin, combined with his perfectly defined muscles and those six-pack abs, was clearly visible... Even though his face wasn't particularly attractive, he still gave off the vibe of a muscular hunk.

not to mention……

This guy still has the face of a total scoundrel!

puff--

It seemed that some scarlet liquid was spurting out.

Yun Ping, who was not far away, narrowed his eyes and stared at Ye Yuchan with great interest: "What, are you mesmerized by your master's body?"

"You...you're kidding! How could I possibly..."

Ye Yuchan quickly turned her back, hurriedly wiped the blood from her nose, and tried her best to calm herself down.

Although I just said I would never fall for it, now...

Really fragrant!

—Wait, wait... Ye Yuchan, calm down!

That's fake, absolutely fake! It's just resentment, not the real old rogue!

But I did see the old rogue's upper body, and I have to admit... it was really tempting!

I want to watch a little longer—no, that's resentment, that's resentment!

Even if it's resentment, he still has the look of an old rogue; those muscles are definitely a sight to behold! I'm getting a little excited...

—But that's resentment, and it could cause trouble if you're not careful!

What if it's true?!

Ugh... This is so troublesome!!

……

"In that case..."

Ye Yuchan gritted her teeth and hardened her heart: "I can only find a way to convince myself!"

The next second, the silver-haired girl stared wide-eyed with a face full of resentment, as if she was trying her best to etch the image of the muscular old rogue in front of her into her mind.

At the same time, she asked loudly:

"You old scoundrel, answer my question!"

"Huh?" Yunping was taken aback, then smiled confidently and said, "Sure, go ahead and ask."

Ye Yuchan paused, then took a deep breath.

What's the next line after "odd changes, even remains the same"?

"..."

Ye Yuchan was clearly taken aback by Yun Ping's presence.

It seems that this thing is completely foreign to him.

He gave a wry smile and said in a joking tone, "Hmm... Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger?"

These words were spoken.

A sad expression appeared on Ye Yuchan's face.

In the next instant, countless silver-white spiritual energy arrows attacked from all directions, turning the muscular old rogue into a hedgehog in the blink of an eye.

"Yu Chan, you..."

Yunping stared wide-eyed in astonishment at Ye Yuchan, unable to believe his eyes.

"Feel sorry."

Ye Yuchan shook her head helplessly and silently extended her right hand: "It's alright, I have already deeply imprinted this appearance in my memory, you... go in peace."

Click—the fingers snapped.

The spirit arrow exploded with a deafening roar, and the illusory Yun Ping was instantly swallowed up by the terrifying wave of needles, quickly turning into a thick wisp of black smoke before disappearing completely.

Having done all this, the silver-haired girl let out a helpless sigh.

"Ugh……"

The sound echoed long and deep across the entire grassland.

just now.

Just now.

Ye Yuchan suddenly began to understand Zhang Ruoxue.

5. Two people

As Zhang Ruoxue stepped into the dense forest, she clearly felt a chilling wind blowing against her.

She looked around, her gaze sweeping across the dense forest, which was filled with an eerie atmosphere, trying to find the figure she had glimpsed just moments before.

Although it is highly likely to be fake.

Without a second thought, she followed the ghostly figure into the forest.

The cold wind howled, scraping across Zhang Ruoxue's face like silver knives.

I did see it.

Zhang Ruoxue's face was sullen as she held the dark gold elixir strung together with delicate threads in her right hand, feeling the faint pulsation within it.

"Xiao Han..."

The boy, who was much taller than him, was rather thin.

Dressed in simple clothes, just like he was in Jinglin Village, he flashed past and then disappeared.

Zhang Ruoxue could not possibly be mistaken.

That figure was someone she had watched grow up.

Even if it was just a fleeting moment, she was certain that it was Zhang Xiaohan.

Even if it's just resentment, she wants to see Zhang Xiaohan again, even if only once.

Are you looking for me?

A cold voice came from behind.

Zhang Ruoxue's eyes narrowed suddenly, and she turned around abruptly.

There was no one in sight; the owner of the voice seemed to have vanished from the spot.

In the pitch-black forest, for some reason, the cold wind could not move the leaves or the grass.

Everything was presented to Zhang Ruoxue like a still painting, utterly lifeless.

She turned around with a solemn expression—but there was still nothing there.

illusion?

No.

impossible.

Those were genuine words, and they could not be ignored as mere illusions.

Zhang Ruoxue's consciousness subtly sank into a hazy world. She blinked, and suddenly a figure appeared in the empty air before her.

Wearing a black cloak, he emerged from the darkness.

But that wasn't Zhang Xiaohan.

"Are you looking for me, sister?"

His lips were stretched wide, and an exaggerated smile filled his face.

Although both address Zhang Ruoxue as "elder sister," their identities are completely different from Zhang Xiaohan's.

"Qu...no faith?"

Yes.

Not long ago, he had just killed his own younger brother, Qu Wuxin, who was related to him by blood.

At this very moment, he was standing right in front of Zhang Ruoxue.

He slowly raised his head, and a cold wind, seemingly from nowhere, blew his bangs aside, revealing his nearly ulcerated and distorted face to Zhang Ruoxue.

The face was contorted as if it had been struck by a massive blow; only the mouth remained intact, which made it all the more horrifying.

"How does it feel to kill your own brother, sister?"

With a mocking tone, Qu Wuxin approached Zhang Ruoxue step by step, like a walking corpse.

A stench emanated from him, as if he were truly a corpse.

Zhang Ruoxue has never been afraid of ghosts or monsters. Even if they are real vengeful spirits, she adheres to the basic principle of fighting them if she can and running away if she can't.

But when she faced Qu Wuxin, her heart couldn't help but waver.

terror.

This was one of the few times she felt intense terror.

"I……"

Some things, people can't do a second time.

Last time, under those circumstances, Zhang Ruoxue did overcome her inner demons and lashed out with an iron fist at her own younger brother.

But what about this time?

She clenched her fists, her breathing becoming somewhat disordered.

Just when she thought Qu Wuxin would continue to approach her, he suddenly stopped.