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

Inside the glittering, golden pit.

The Demon Lord, who should have been a pillar of the Demon Dynasty, was now lying flat in a crater that was exaggeratedly wide, about a hundred meters wide, as if a golden meteorite had recently crashed heavily onto him.

Although it wasn't a meteorite, it was almost as bad for Erhei, since he was hit without any way to defend himself. If he hadn't been quite capable, he would have lost most of his life by now.

Rao is so.

At this moment, Erhei was still at the mercy of others. All the demonic energy on his body vanished in the blink of an eye. Now, he was no different from an ordinary person. Anyone with a bit of strength could send this demon lord to his death by hitting him on the head with a brick.

His limbs were weak and he was completely unable to move.

Erhei gazed at the familiar demonic aura gradually fading away on the snow-capped mountain and sighed helplessly.

Long, flowing white hair appeared before him. Gu Xingzhuo stood beside him with the air of a saint. Although his eyes were still devoid of any emotion, the aura he exuded was completely different from before.

He stared at Erhei and asked softly, "Are you convinced now?"

Erhei was taken aback by this.

A helpless, bitter smile appeared on his face, but he said, "Of course I'm not convinced..."

As soon as he said this...

A gold coin landed beside his ear. At the same time, the silver-haired girl, panting heavily and looking disheveled, drew her bow and aimed the arrow directly at Erhei.

The reason why Yu Chan is in such a sorry state is because after firing that earth-shattering shot, the recoil force caused her to complete the most thrilling journey to the sky in her life.

It even flew higher than when all the sects were vying for supremacy...

And because her spiritual energy was almost completely exhausted, she lost the ability to control herself, and so... she experienced the most thrilling free fall of her life.

At that terrifying height, even a flesh-and-blood body made of sand might not be able to escape unscathed.

This explains why Ye Yuchan reappeared looking disheveled and disheveled.

"If you're not satisfied, then let's fight again."

Ye Yuchan was panting heavily, but her face still showed fighting spirit.

Although he was just putting on a brave face, Erhei could see through it, but he still gave a bitter smile.

"I have no choice but to accept it... I've already been defeated."

"You should have said that earlier..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yuchan put away the magic weapon Black Rain, let out a long sigh, and finally sat down with a thud from exhaustion.

Inside the arena, the only one standing was Gu Xingzhuo.

Erhei glanced at Gu Xingzhuo's unique appearance, clicked his tongue in amazement and shook his head, as if he couldn't believe it: "To become a saint without writing anything down... In my memory, you are the first one."

"And your money-making ways..."

Despite still vehemently denying it in her heart, when the facts were laid bare before her—

He had to admit it.

"Although it's quite absurd, there is indeed a faint aura of the Great Dao emanating from it... Ha, this sounds really ridiculous, how can even money have the Great Dao?"

"That's the power of spending money."

Ye Yuchan rolled her eyes at Erhei with a smile and said, "As everyone knows, spending money can make you stronger."

Erhei: "..."

In the silence, Gu Xingzhuo raised his head.

His gaze fell on the edge of the snow-capped mountain, where he could vaguely see the shadows of Jiang Shaoguang and Zhen Sheng Tai Baiqiu.

The previously frenzied demonic energy on the snow-capped mountain had vanished without a trace. He turned and gazed at Erhei, who happened to be looking at him as well.

"That demon lord has already fallen."

“Yes.” Erhei smiled, as if he was happy for the Demon Lord: “That crazy woman is free now, so it’s not a bad thing.”

"Will you withdraw your troops?" Gu Xingzhuo asked.

Erhei nodded honestly: "Since I have been defeated and another Demon Lord has fallen, this place can be considered to have been breached by you... In order to avoid more casualties, we will naturally retreat."

Ye Yuchan couldn't help but mutter, "It's really strange to hear these words coming from the mouth of your Demon Dynasty..."

Erhei grinned and slowly pushed himself up from the pit.

His steps were unsteady and weak. He frowned and forced himself to stand up. He let out a long breath, dusted off his clothes, and continued, "Although there are many bloodthirsty and brutal demonic cultivators, there are also quite a few who have been driven to the brink of desperation. For our Demon Dynasty, all of these demonic cultivators are treated equally."

"What that lord is thinking about, though it is a reign of terror, is still a path to take to some extent."

Hearing this, Ye Yuchan rolled her eyes in annoyance: "Even if I'm bad at history, in my memory, no one who started a reign of terror ever had a good ending..."

"Maybe," Erhei chuckled. "But what does that have to do with me?"

A strange indifference appeared in his eyes, as if he had seen through life and death and worldly affairs: "I only care about myself. If I had to say, I would also care about my young lady... Whether that person's decision is right or wrong, what does it have to do with me?"

After speaking, he seemed to remember something and glanced at the black water scales on Ye Yuchan and the other person's chests.

Erhei dragged his exhausted body to a rock not far away, sat down heavily, and waved his hand to shoo it away: "Alright, hurry up and leave. We will retreat within three days, and if nothing unexpected happens, we will probably never return to this far eastern snowfield."

"Only if you can beat that woman."

That woman.

It's obvious without even thinking that Erhei was referring to Ye Xuanqiu.

The image of a woman with a face exactly like hers flashed through Ye Yuchan's mind, and she gasped as she got up from the ground.

She stared intently at Erhei, and for some reason, an inexplicable fighting spirit ignited within her: "We will win."

"..."

Erhei remained silent.

Qianxun Novel Free Transfer Group 255595300 He kept his head down and chuckled.

"I hope so."

There seemed to be a hint of inexplicable reluctance in Erhei's laughter.

However, that's no longer important.

This is the end.

The two demon lords stationed in the Far Eastern Snowfield were both defeated; one was killed and the other was seriously injured.

The Demon Dynasty's power in the Far Eastern Snowfield has completely collapsed. If Erhei was not lying to Ye Yuchan and the other person, the Demon Dynasty cultivators would withdraw from this Far Eastern Snowfield within three days.

In the end, we won this battle.

……

……

Soon after.

The snowy plains of the far east, the city of Hanyin.

When Jiang Shaoguang, Ye Yuchan, and Gu Xingzhuo returned, they did not find Yunping where Fan Luokui was, and immediately understood the situation.

He glanced at Jiang Shaoguang, whose face was ashen, took a sip of tea, and asked, "She's gone?"

Jiang Shaoguang suddenly raised his head and nodded stiffly: "Hmm..."

Yunping wasn't surprised by this. Instead, he tapped the wooden table in front of him and said, "Alright, everyone, sit down."

Ye Yuchan and Gu Xingzhuo exchanged a glance, and without hesitation, they each sat down beside Yun Ping.

Jiang Shaoguang sat opposite Yun Ping, his expression somber, as if he were still pondering something.

The old rogue was quite direct, immediately saying, "Alright, cheer up! You guys actually managed to defeat two saints from the Demon Dynasty this time, and the fourth brother even successfully became a saint. It should be a joyous occasion, so why are you all so sullen?"

At this point, Ye Yuchan spoke up: "Even so, we've still lost one person here..."

The person who lost this is clearly referring to Fan Luokui.

What's the rush?

Yunping went up and gave Ye Yuchan a good whack on the head, then said, "It's not like this girl is never coming back. Why are you acting like Luo Kui has already passed away? Everyone's all looking so gloomy."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shaoguang's expression worsened.

Although Ye Yuchan had been shot in the head by the old rogue, her lips still twitched. She secretly tugged at Yun Ping's sleeve and glared at him irritably.

The meaning is clear.

So you think you're so good with words? Look at the atmosphere!

Yunping, seemingly oblivious to his own ignorance, continued, "Looking on the bright side, we're free of other distractions now, and all that's left is the final step."

"Furthermore, if we don't want Luo Kui to be in danger—"

Yun Ping's gaze fell directly on Jiang Shaoguang, and his tone suddenly became low: "Then we will defeat her in the next decisive battle."

"As long as you can defeat her and dissuade this stubborn girl from her suicidal thoughts, I will ensure your safety."

The young man in white smiled confidently, crossed his legs, and squinted his eyes, as if he was already confident: "Even if that girl surnamed Ye comes out to cause trouble, she can't touch you, much less the Northern Ice Palace."

"As long as you can beat her."

Yunping's words reached Jiang Shaoguang's ears.

He slowly raised his head, a sudden, resolute glint in his eyes: "Really?"

Yunping nodded and smiled, "That's natural."

Jiang Shaoguang hesitated for a few seconds, intending to ask... what would happen if he lost.

But he dared not.

He was afraid that after receiving Yunping's answer, he would lose his determination to win.

All you need to know is what will happen after you win.

"I will win."

Recalling the battle on the snowy mountain, Jiang Shaoguang clenched his fists tightly...

This time, he will definitely win.

That being said—