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

From Lin Yuan's perspective, most of the paper was filled with spirit talismans, and judging from the way it looked, more than a dozen pages of content had already been written down.

Just as Huang Luo closed the yellowed book, Yuan'er caught a glimpse of it—

[Qin Shijie's Likes and Dislikes]

Lin Yuan: "..."

Qin Shishi naturally witnessed Huang Luo's actions. She sighed helplessly and said, "Junior Brother Huang Luo, why are you doing this?"

"Huh?" Huang Luo seemed not to understand Qin Shishi's words at all: "What's wrong with me, Senior Sister?"

Qin Shishi was taken aback, and then opened her mouth, wanting to say a few words of rebuke, but in the end she couldn't bring herself to say those slightly hurtful words, and could only sigh.

"Alright..." Qin Shishi waved her hand, turned her head away, and refused to look at Huang Luo's face: "You can sit here for now, but just don't get too close to me."

"okay!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Luo immediately showed great joy, as if Qin Shishi's decision to let him stay here was the best reward.

Upon seeing the handsome young man in such a manner, Lin Yuan let out a cold snort.

[Hmph, lowly human males, their methods for pursuing sexual intercourse are so clumsy.]

pay……**?!

Although Lin Yuan looks young, she actually knows a bit about this kind of thing.

Yuan'er's face flushed slightly as she thought to herself, "What are you talking about! What nonsense are you spouting?"

Ha, stop pretending to be innocent. You know exactly what I'm talking about.

It's now quite obvious that this man named Huang Luo is trying to mate with this woman named Qin Shishi, but his methods are far too clumsy and pathetic.

"If I remember correctly..."

Yuan'er nodded, recalling a word that the young man in white had once told her.

"Is this what the teacher meant by 'simp'?"

[It's roughly this: it's an attribute attached to humans, and if I remember correctly, those who fawn over others always end up with nothing.]

"How pathetic..."

Unbeknownst to her, Lin Yuan's gaze toward Huang Luo was now filled with sympathy.

Noticing this gaze, Huang Luo naturally turned his attention to the little girl who had been hiding behind Qin Shishi, only peeking out with her head.

"Senior Sister Qin, who is this...?"

—Since Yuan'er had not returned to the Qin Sect for many years, Huang Luo, who had only become a disciple of the Qin Sect two years ago, could not possibly know what Lin Yuan looked like.

Qin Shishi didn't even glance at Huang Luo. While serving fruit to Lin Yuan beside her, she said indifferently, "You should have heard of Lin Yuan, the youngest ninth-level master musician in history."

"She's Lin Yuan?!"

Huang Luo was so shocked she almost cried out.

Fortunately, he managed to lower his voice in the end; otherwise, if he had shouted those words, all eyes would have been on Yuan'er.

Qin Shishi glared at him irritably, and Huang Luo immediately covered his mouth, his eyes wide with astonishment as he scrutinized Lin Yuan from head to toe.

He gently released his hand, letting the sound escape through the gap.

"Master Lin Yuan... I didn't expect him to be so young..."

Huang Luo quickly bowed twice to Yuan'er, his face full of respect: "It's true that seeing is believing. I've long admired your name!"

Faced with Huang Luo's flattery, Lin Yuan could only offer a token laugh.

After all, he wasn't familiar with this sycophant... no, he wasn't familiar with Huang Luo either, and the two didn't have much to talk about.

But Huang Luo had a different idea.

He stared at Lin Yuan for a long time, and the more he looked, the happier he became.

"Um, Master Lin Yuan... I heard that you and Senior Sister Qin are very close friends?"

As Huang Luo said this, his face was full of excitement and joy.

Lin Yuan was startled by the slightly infatuated young man. She shifted her delicate body, glanced at Qin Shishi with a cold expression beside her, and timidly nodded her head: "I guess... I guess so."

“Since Master Lin Yuan and Senior Sister Qin are close friends, and it is rumored that you were guided by Senior Sister Qin.”

"I was also personally trained by Senior Sister Qin, so if we're really going to be on the same level, we're actually peers~"

After speaking, Huang Luo wiped his sweaty right hand with his Taoist robe, then smiled and tried to shake hands with Lin Yuan.

Yuan'er hadn't reacted yet, but the little queen in her mind had noticed something.

[This kid wants to build a good relationship with you so he'll have a reason to continue getting close to this woman named Qin Shishi.]

"Huh? Is that so?"

Didn't your teacher say that "simps" will try every means to get close to the person they like? That's probably a tactic in pursuing someone, right?

"Should I...?"

Just as Yuan'er hesitated, Qin Shishi suddenly hugged her.

As if hugging a doll, Qin Shishi enjoyed the perfect touch of the petite Yuan'er in her arms while coldly saying, "Huang Luo, don't even think about getting close to Yuan'er. Besides, if you really want to talk about it, she is a senior. Even if you are from the same school, you should still call her senior sister, right?"

Seeing this, Huang Luo immediately found himself in an awkward situation. He laughed awkwardly twice, scratched his head, and pretended that nothing had happened: "You're...you're right."

How pitiful!

"How pitiful."

Lin Yuan and the little queen inside her both uttered this exclamation at the same time.

And it was at this time.

A figure suddenly rushed in from outside the main hall, startling everyone present.

A male disciple of the Qin Sect entered and immediately said with a solemn expression, "Everyone..."

"Guests from Xiandu have arrived."

These words were spoken.

Even the dozen or so disciples of the Qin Sect who were playing the zither stopped their actions of condensing the zither incantation.

The dancers, who had been dancing, also stopped as if by unspoken agreement.

The once bustling hall, filled with the aroma of wine and food, suddenly fell completely silent.

All eyes were on Grandma Nine Fingers, who was sitting on the old wooden bench.

The old woman's facial muscles twitched slightly, and her narrowed eyes were filled with a chilling, menacing aura.

She knew she was in trouble.

……

……

"Senior Sister Qin, people from Xiandu have arrived too?"

As they walked with the others towards the mountain gate, Lin Yuan's expression was somewhat strange.

She never expected that Xiandu would also get involved here.

Qin Shishi pursed her lips, looked at the Qin Sect elders who had come with her, and sighed.

“We did not send an invitation to Xiandu; on the contrary… the people of Xiandu sent us a congratulatory message without our consent.”

"A congratulatory message?"

"It's nothing more than a hypocritical gesture before someone shows up uninvited."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone had arrived at the mountain gate.

Looking down the string-like staircase, what comes into view is a vast expanse of white, like a blanket of snow, at the foot of the Five Peaks Mountain.

Clad in white, pure and immaculate Taoist robes, the robes of the hundreds of figures were all imprinted with a dazzling golden sun.

The members of the Qin Sect knew that it was a Taoist robe from the Immortal Capital.

At the very front of those hundreds of snow-white figures stood a blond man.

He was robust and well-proportioned, with a rather handsome face, but there was a vertical slash through his left eye.

The man put his hands behind his back, raised his head, and looked at the group of people from the Qin Sect.

He looked around but didn't see the person he wanted to see.

His first words were sarcastic and provocative.

"Where is your nine-fingered grandma?"

Why don't you come out to greet me?

14. The excitement is here!

The Qin Sect within the Five Peaks Mountain Range is not, in essence, a part of the Immortal Capital.

However, its geographical location is to the right of Jitian Yihong, and within the Jitian Domain, most people tacitly accept the fact that the right side of Jitian Yihong belongs entirely to Xiandu.

Human beings are ignorant.

For those who already belonged to the Immortal Capital, this was a settled matter. They didn't bother with those places that hadn't yet decided their affiliation.

Since the Immortal Capital has already integrated the vast majority of forces in the right-hand region of the Extreme Heaven's Vastness, those sects that still stubbornly refuse to submit are naturally excluded when boasting.

Over time, the saying arose that "the celestial capital lies to the right of the highest heavens."

As for sects like the Qin Sect, which haven't returned to the fold for a long time? When they're promoting the Immortal Capital, they don't care about the Qin Sect's reputation.

Small groups are powerless to resist the overwhelming trend.

That's why.

That's why the relationship between Xiandu and Qinzong is so strained, and why the disciples of Qinzong have no good feelings towards Xiandu.

But nowadays...

At the foot of Wufeng Mountain, hundreds of figures gathered, each clad in white robes, exuding an imposing aura.