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

"Rain Cicada~"

A very familiar voice came to my ears.

Ye Yuchan suddenly turned around.

In an instant, the sky was filled with dark clouds, the air suddenly became a little more humid, and a small amount of rain poured down from above.

Ye Yuchan stared blankly at the two people who had appeared in front of her without her noticing, blinking in confusion.

"Ruoxue? Senior Sister Lin Yuan?"

She looked around at the two of them and asked, "Where is this? What... happened between us just now?"

Faced with Ye Yuchan's question, Zhang Ruoxue and Lin Yuan just smiled sinisterly.

The two of them took a step forward at the same time—walking towards Ye Yuchan with perfectly synchronized steps.

The silver-haired girl's expression hardened slightly as she noticed something amiss in the two men's expressions. She took two steps back and asked, puzzled, "Wait... what are you going to do?"

"It's just a trivial matter." Zhang Ruoxue's smile was extremely eerie, even somewhat distorted.

"It'll be over soon, Junior Sister Yu Chan, just bear with it." Lin Yuan's smile almost stretched to her ears.

wrong……

wrong……

Their situation is not right.

Realizing this, Ye Yuchan thought of escaping, but for some reason, she was unable to circulate her spiritual energy.

The next moment, she was tackled to the ground by the two men. She was like a helpless mortal again. With her petite figure, she was no match for the two of them.

What are you trying to do?

"What for?" Zhang Ruoxue sneered, pulling a short blade from her waist and licking her lips. "Of course, it's—"

puff.

next moment.

The short blade pierced Ye Yuchan's lower abdomen, and the intense pain caused her whole body to spasm.

The rain was falling wildly.

Bright red liquid flowed down with the rain, the short blade continued to cut into the skin, while Lin Yuan covered Ye Yuchan's mouth with one hand to prevent her from roaring out in pain.

Zhang Ruoxue slowly reached into the horrific wound, quickly pulled out something, and yanked it out violently.

Splash...

Amidst the raging wind and rain.

A girl named Zhang Ruoxue held a blood-stained spiritual root in her hand, a smile on her face.

"Of course, we're going to take your spiritual root, Yu Chan."

……

Why……

why?

Intense pain swept through her body, and she writhed like a wild beast, but with her strength, she was no match for the two men's restraints.

She stared at Zhang Ruoxue in disbelief... completely unable to comprehend it.

Why did they...?

Why would the people you trust most do this?

In this way...

Isn't it just like it was at the very beginning...?

until--

"Let's go once it's all settled."

A man's voice.

Ye Yuchan's twisting body suddenly stopped, and then... she turned her head blankly, looking towards the source of the sound.

The young man in the white shirt stood expressionlessly in the rain, holding a black umbrella, his cold and indifferent gaze fixed on me.

Old rogue...?

The look that seemed to regard Ye Yuchan as trash was removed from her.

Yunping smiled faintly at Zhang Ruoxue and Lin Yuan: "She's useless now, just throw her away somewhere."

"Hey... Teacher is so mean." Lin Yuan chuckled twice: "You were acting like you had a good relationship with her before."

Yunping's expression remained unchanged: "It's just acting. Why should your master try to build a good relationship with such a good-for-nothing?"

This time, he didn't even glance at Ye Yuchan.

"Let's go, let's hurry back to the academy."

After leaving behind such cold and indifferent words, Yunping turned away without a second thought.

Zhang Ruoxue and Lin Yuan exchanged a glance and smiled at each other before casually tossing Ye Yuchan into a mud pit nearby.

He clapped his hands, as if he had just thrown away the trash.

"Teacher, wait for Yuan'er!"

"Wait for me too."

I didn't care at all.

Holding the blood-stained spiritual root in their hands, Zhang Ruoxue and Lin Yuan quickly followed Yun Ping's departing steps and left.

Only the silver-haired girl, who had lost too much blood and lay in a pool of blood, slowly lost consciousness in the endless, dark abyss, her eyes filled with disbelief.

……

……

"You cannot atone for your sins."

The Great Dark Sky.

On the highest peak in the world.

He wore a blood-stained long robe, and his delicate features were filled with disdainful contempt.

An absolutely beautiful woman—one glance at her face would completely captivate you; a beauty that could topple kingdoms, standing atop a barren mountain peak, beside a stone monument symbolizing the resting place of the dead.

A cold wind blew past the young man's temples, making him feel a chill he hadn't felt in a long time.

“Xuan Lei…you know better than anyone who caused my death.”

"You can never atone for your sins, never."

The woman named Ye Xuanqiu stared at him coldly.

Xuan Lei… no, Yun Ping met those eyes that he knew all too well, and his gaze became somewhat dazed.

Ye Xuanqiu's rebuke lingered in his ears.

"My death is your doing, Xuan Lei... You said you loved me..."

"But now it seems you have betrayed me."

"That's right...you betrayed me, that's why I died."

"It's all your fault."

……

it's all my fault.

These words echoed in Yunping's mind.

Ye Xuanqiu... huh.

The cold wind was biting, like a knife.

He slowly opened his eyes. Unlike Xuan Lei's once domineering eyes that looked down on the world and manipulated all living beings, Yun Ping's eyes at this moment were as dead as ever.

Lifeless, dead fish eyes.

"So that's how it is... The lake city that symbolizes happiness becomes a pure negative hell when it's turned upside down... The origin of the paradise for living beings is hidden in this lake city."

"This is a completely negative hell... This is it."

Yunping walked slowly, step by step, toward Ye Xuanqiu in front of him.

Ye Xuanqiu raised a cold brow, her tone full of reproach: "Xuan Lei, now that things have come to this, what else do you want to do?"

"doing what?"

Yunping smiled.

next moment.

He raised his right hand.

His eyes turned cold, and he said angrily, "Who gave you the audacity to use her looks to seduce me into depravity?"

As soon as he finished speaking...

With a single palm strike, he directly slammed into Ye Xuanqiu's head. The latter couldn't even utter a muffled groan before being smashed into a bloody mist, dying instantly.

47. Sense of satisfaction

A negative hell.

It was a self-examination, a shackle extending from the depths of the soul, clinging to flames, binding oneself.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The girl's screams lingered in the air for a long time.

The vast, pure white snowfield suddenly vanished, along with the purple-haired beauty's corpse, as if it had never existed at all, disappearing without a trace.