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

The young man on the cliff edge smiled faintly as he looked down at the woman in white, sticking out his tongue at her.

57. Rest in peace

"Has the situation reversed...?"

Ye Xuanqiu looked at Yun Ping with great interest, but showed no reaction to Yun Ping's seemingly confident smile.

With a flash, she arrived at the cliff edge opposite Yunping, her feet covered in pure white frost and snow, blending seamlessly with her pristine white clothes.

Ye Xuanqiu walked slowly, smiling, a mysterious smile playing on her lips: "I must say, as expected of my husband, your preparations are truly thorough."

She raised her head and looked up at the sky above—where the thunder of judgment was being unleashed.

Ye Xuanqiu had no intention of stopping the heavenly tribulation from descending, even if she did have the ability to do so, she still had no such thought.

Because this could be a trap.

far away.

Yunping stared silently at Ye Xuanqiu; he was already prepared.

Suddenly, Ye Xuanqiu chuckled softly, as if she had discovered something: "Husband, what do you think will happen to your disciple if I intervene and stop this heavenly tribulation?"

“You’re not that stupid.” Yun Ping could guess what Ye Xuanqiu was thinking, and said in a deep voice, “You must be wary of my backup plan. Stopping the heavenly tribulation is too dangerous for you. You won’t do it.”

Are you kidding me?

"If you want to know if I'm bluffing you... you can try it."

boom--

A heavenly calamity is about to descend.

A bolt of dark lightning struck vertically down before her eyes, but Ye Xuanqiu remained motionless, staring intently at Yun Ping, trying to detect even the slightest hint of panic or tension on his calm, expressionless face.

But just as he had done countless times in his duels with others, Yun Ping's expression remained calm and composed throughout, as if everything was in his grasp and he could do whatever he wanted.

Ye Xuanqiu was indeed wary of Yun Ping. She was afraid that Yun Ping had already laid a trap and was just waiting for her to step in and stop the heavenly tribulation.

However, if the heavenly tribulation is not blocked, Fan Luokui will not be in mortal danger.

And Yin Hanxuebing will not be lured out by Fan Luokui.

Jiang Shaoguang's move was undeniably brilliant.

Looking down at Fan Luokui, whose saintly aura was growing stronger, and at the mad dragon bound by endless formations in the distance, Ye Xuanqiu seemed to have run out of trump cards.

She has no other cards to play besides herself.

"I am dying."

Yunping stared intently at Ye Xuanqiu, declaring his victory.

……

……

Within the Pure Abyss.

The decaying black dragon, bound by iron chains, was frantically spewing out a foul stench. Even with its neck chained with runes, it continued to struggle, and the foul air around it spread outwards.

The arrow, shimmering with golden light, flew out again. However, the "money-throwing attack," which should have possessed extremely powerful explosive force, still could not shake the massive body of the mad dragon. It could not even dispel the layer of turbid air on its surface, let alone injure its flesh.

Gu Xingzhuo also wrote killing poems. The poems, which contained strong killing intent, turned into a rain of swords falling from the sky, but they were unable to break through the turbid shell of the mad dragon!

Even though the Mad Dragon was now bound by Tai Baiqiu's array, Ye Yuchan and the others still couldn't do anything to it.

"This is way too hard..."

Ye Yuchan's lips twitched, her expression one of utter stomach pain.

Gu Xingzhuo frowned, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "The dragon cough virus around this dragon is getting stronger and stronger... If this continues..."

Snap snap snap—

The iron chain that had wrapped around the mad dragon's neck creaked and rattled.

Its desperate struggles have already begun to shake the thousands of iron chains binding its body! And the dragon cough virus is also spreading at a visible rate.

It is struggling to break free...

It is gradually breaking free from Tai Baiqiu's array constraints.

"Tsk, brute force."

Tai Baiqiu curled his lip in disdain, but his expression was far from pleasant.

Feeling increasingly uneasy about the situation, Ye Yuchan hurriedly asked, "Hey, Grandpa Zhen Sheng, do you have any way to send this thing to its death?"

"I'm not old!" Tai Baiqiu retorted irritably, then fell silent for a while, looking thoughtful.

Ye Yuchan and Gu Xingzhuo stood to the side, waiting for Tai Baiqiu's answer.

Half a minute later, Zhen Sheng Tai Baiqiu suddenly raised his head, his eyes gleaming.

"You have a solution?" Ye Yuchan asked in surprise.

Tai Baiqiu turned his head and stared at Ye Yuchan: "Hmm."

"any solution?"

Tai Baiqiu's answer to this was just one word.

"run."

……

……

So it can't be handled?!

Noticing strange gazes falling on him, Tai Baiqiu immediately waved his folding fan and said, "My Tai Bai Formation can only be used once in a long while, and what I just used was the strongest binding formation I could muster. If even this can't trap it, then the only option left for us is to run away."

"Of course, if you have a powerful move that can kill both the turbid energy and the dragon, then that's a different story."

Killer move...

Gu Xingzhuo couldn't help but look at Ye Yuchan.

It must be admitted that even Gu Xingzhuo, who had already become a saint, would probably be crippled if he didn't die under the purge of those capitalist cannons.

The three people present now have the most powerful weapon: Ye Yuchan's capitalist compression cannon. The only way to deal with this mad dragon is to use this technique.

But the problem is-

Ye Yuchan is a penniless bum now, with no money in his pockets. Where would he get a capitalist cannon?

Since Ye Yuchan's money-making path has begun to take shape, the more valuable the wealth, the more powerful the effect. The previous shot cost Ye Yuchan tens of millions of gold coins, which directly stunned Erhei, the Demon Lord of the Demon Dynasty.

She's broke now, so where would she get the cannon?

Mind this.

Ye Yuchan seemed to have suddenly thought of something...

She turned around abruptly, staring at Tai Baiqiu behind her with eyes that looked like she was looking at gold.

"Grandpa Array Saint, you're currently possessed by a remnant soul, right?"

"I'm not old," Tai Baiqiu retorted again. "That's true, so what?"

"Can you come out?"

Tai Baiqiu: "I can, I can..."

He suddenly seemed to realize something, his face filled with panic: "What are you going to do?!"

Ye Yuchan chuckled and winked at Gu Xingzhuo. At the same time, she took out a scroll from her storage ring: "Senior brother, you know what I mean."

Gu Xingzhuo remained silent for a few seconds, staring blankly at the scroll with images of scantily clad women: "Are you really going to do this?"

"Don't worry, he's in a remnant soul state right now, he can't resist."

Gu Xingzhuo: "...Alright then."

"Wait, what are you doing? What is that painting?!"

Tai Baiqiu became increasingly panicked as he thought about it. He was currently residing inside his own array diagram and had no way to escape.

Gu Xingzhuo slowly walked up to the array diagram, glanced at Tai Baiqiu above his head, and replied, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be a spring picture that Teacher drew when he was bored before."

Ye Yuchan curled her lips: "When I asked him for the [Emperor Wen's Authentic Work] last time, this old rogue shoved it at me, saying that this thing could be considered Emperor Wen's Authentic Work... Later I found out that it was given to him by one of his cronies surnamed Chu, and it's worthless at all. Tsk, I got ripped off."

"So you want to..."

Tai Baiqiu seemed to understand something, and his remnant soul shook wildly, trying to escape from this hellish place.

But Gu Xingzhuo could only sigh helplessly, as a magic incantation was already forming in his hand.

"I'm sorry, Master Zhen."

"You can't do this!" Tai Baiqiu protested immediately, extremely agitated: "I've lived in this formation for countless years, it's my home! It's my home, you can't demolish my house..."

Before the Array Saint could finish speaking, his soul, under Gu Xingzhuo's control, was separated from the original extremely mysterious array diagram and, in the next instant, was stuffed back into the exposed erotic picture.

After that, the legendary formation master made no further protests.

Ye Yuchan quickly picked up the array diagram engraved with endless mysterious runes and nodded in satisfaction.

The magical artifact glowed with black light, and Ye Yuchan silently stuffed the array diagram into the pitch-black spiral-patterned muzzle of the cannon.

That's right.

If Ye Yuchan's way of making money is that the more valuable the item, the more powerful it is—

Then this array diagram from the legendary array master Tai Baiqiu must be one of the few priceless treasures in the world!

Using this item as a consumable, the beam of light it fires...

The extremely concentrated spirit energy cannonball was covered with a particularly brilliant golden light, and the surrounding air began to emit a terrifying whistling sound.

Perhaps sensing the terrifying aura contained within the black light cannon muzzle, the Mad Dragon began to struggle violently, causing the land of the Pure Abyss to shake and tremble wildly.

Ye Yuchan planted her feet firmly on the ground, trying to steady herself, and kept watching her spiritual energy pouring out of the black light cannon. She compressed it and merged it with the array diagram that had been torn apart and melted into the cannon's muzzle.

boom! boom! boom!