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

"What is a ten-pull...?"

"It's something that Africans are full of confidence before liberation, but then start to doubt their existence afterward," Yunping explained with a smile.

……

Although it was supposed to be an explanation, Chu Chenxi found herself increasingly unable to understand what the master and apprentice were saying.

This is the barrier to cultural exchange; the divide between worlds stands in the middle, and it certainly cannot be explained in a short time.

The old rogue naturally understood this principle, so he didn't bother to explain it to Chu Chenxi properly. Instead, he said, "Alright, that's enough. Let's go back first. You can wait here."

"Ah... um."

Chu Chenxi seemed to want to ask more questions, but since Yun Ping had already said so, it would be pointless for her to ask any further.

All that's left to do is wait... huh?

There's always a strange sense of unease.

Seeing that Yun Ping was about to leave for the Extreme Heaven Domain, Jiang Shaoguang suddenly spoke up: "Wait, teacher..."

"What's wrong, third brother? You're not thinking of skipping this too, are you?"

Jiang Shaoguang's forehead creased with a few black lines, and he twitched his lips: "No, teacher, have you forgotten that we're short one person here?"

"..."

Yun Ping paused for a few seconds before realizing, "Oh right—Luo Kui is still in Han Yin City."

I almost forgot about this girl.

……

……

Hanyin City.

Inside the city lord's mansion in Hanyin City.

Although the dilapidated Hanyin City is still under reconstruction, the pace of reconstruction is not very fast. At least in the short term, the vast Luojiang Prefecture will be uninhabitable.

Having taken in the children of Luojiang Prefecture, the city lord of Hanyin City has been extremely busy lately. Although he wanted to thank Fan Luokui properly, she urgently needed rest due to health reasons, so he couldn't bother her. Instead, he conveyed his gratitude to the two distinguished guests from the Northern Ice Palace.

Those two distinguished guests were none other than Liang Jue and Xiao Yu, who used to belong to the Northern Ice Palace Judgment Team.

Upon hearing that Fan Luokui was recuperating in Hanyin City, the two rushed over with all their might, vying to take care of their former captain of the trial team.

That's what they say.

Fan Luokui doesn't actually need care; her spirit is still weak, but she doesn't have many physical difficulties.

"Liang Jue, are you sure you don't need to go back to the Northern Ice Palace?"

Lying on the bed, Fan Luokui's complexion had improved somewhat, but she still looked a bit haggard.

The young man sitting next to her, wearing an iron helmet so his face was obscured, nodded: "It's alright. The Northern Ice Palace doesn't really need us for the time being. Things have been quite peaceful lately."

“I don’t actually need to be taken care of.” Fan Luokui still felt that this was somewhat inappropriate: “I just need to sleep a little longer.”

"That's what they say... but it's been so long..."

Xiao Yu, standing next to Liang Jue, peeked out and stared intently at Fan Luo Kui: "I also want to spend more time with the captain, don't I..."

"I'm no longer the captain."

Fan Luokui shook her head helplessly, "You are now the captain and vice-captain of the trial team, you don't need to call me that."

“A captain is a captain.” Liang Jue’s words suddenly became stern, carrying an undeniable air: “No matter how much time passes, Fan Luokui will always be the captain of our trial team.”

"Mmm!" Xiaoyu nodded in agreement.

"You guys..."

Fan Luokui shook her head, as if she wanted to say something, but the words wouldn't come out.

Looking at her former subordinate and friend, Fan Luokui suddenly felt a strange sense of emotion.

If I were to really die, perhaps they would both weep bitterly... Although it sounds arrogant to say this, maybe they would erect a tombstone for me and sweep my grave every year.

But... I survived.

In the end, he survived.

They survived by sheer luck, thanks to Ye Xuanqiu's scheme.

Although Fan Luo Kui had lost her own consciousness at that time, she should have been able to understand the general situation with a little thought. Her soul had been invaded by the spirit hidden within the Ninefold Soul Refining Array, so she must have done something to harm her senior brothers and sisters.

Will they blame themselves? Fan Luokui didn't know.

And what about my third senior brother... I wonder how he is...

Despite having already attained sainthood, Fan Luo Kui couldn't feel happy at all.

She could feel the immense spiritual energy within her body, so powerful it seemed to break free of her physical form and soar into the sky. This connection with heaven and earth confirmed the state of oneness with the heavens and man on the path of cultivation. At this moment, her swordsmanship must have undergone a qualitative leap.

However, Fan Luokui was not happy; she was constantly worried.

She worried whether she would be scolded by Yunping for her stubbornness, whether it would create an indelible rift between her and her third senior brother Jiang Shaoguang, and whether she could continue to stay in that peaceful little courtyard.

She went to Jingliyuan with the intention of dying, and since she was going to die, there was no need to care about what happened afterward.

But now that she's still alive, she needs to seriously think about her future.

It was at this moment—

"I'm so sorry to interrupt your heartwarming reunion. I'm also deeply moved by your touching camaraderie—"

The young man burst through the door, speaking rapidly and with steady, heavy steps, before the three stunned men could even react.

"I know you must be feeling a lot of complicated emotions right now, but I'm pretty sure most of them are the strange, meaningless negative emotions that a girl experiences when she's been dumped or is on her period. After all, for you, having just broken through to the 'saintly' state in that way, your condition is no different than trying to get through your period with tissues without buying sanitary pads—"

What kind of ridiculous analogy is this?!

Yunping spoke at breakneck speed, leaving Liang Jue and Xiao Yu, who were standing nearby, dumbfounded.

Fan Luokui sat blankly on the bed, her expression changing one after another, which was quite a sight to behold.

"teacher……"

"You still know to call me teacher. It seems that your mind hasn't been swallowed up by the negative emotions brought on by using a napkin to get through your period. In other words, you are still a normal person."

"In that case, I'll get straight to the point, Miss Fan Luokui—"

"No, Fan Luokui."

"I am very sorry to have interrupted your reunion, but I sincerely remind you, Fan Luokui—"

He corrected his statement, and then a faint smile appeared on his face.

That smile is meant to turn all the ice into a warm current, flowing into the sea, and drowning all the troubles and worries.

"It's time to go home."

★ NO.11 I think you guys don't understand at all ★

1. Every foodie dreams of being a chef.

Extreme Celestial Domain.

As the group emerged from the dense forest at the edge of the cliff, what appeared before them was a towering tree that seemed to reach the heavens.

Its main trunk is deeply embedded in the vast sky, into the bottomless abyss, drawing nourishment from that unseen place.

The lushness of the branches and leaves makes it hard to imagine that this tree took root in a deep abyss that seems to contain no nutrients. The dense green leaves, when viewed from below, look like clouds covering the sky.

What is even more surprising is that atop the green leaves stands a fully furnished courtyard house that feels strangely familiar to everyone.

With her cherry-blossom hair swaying in the breeze, the girl named Fan Luokui looked up at the open crimson door above her with a surprised expression, her eyes filled with astonishment.

The familiar courtyard house is back.

However, the way it returned was slightly different from what she had imagined. At least Fan Luokui felt that... this towering tree was a little too awe-inspiring.

Her gaze lingered on the trunk of the giant tree, trying to see through its essence. However, the moment her divine sense touched the trunk, a sacred aura she had never felt before surged into her body, as if proclaiming the tree's extraordinary nature.

"They really did move here..."

Jiang Shaoguang's lips twitched slightly. Faced with this courtyard house built on a large leaf, he couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

Teacher...you really know how to have fun.

Their gazes then fell upon the celestial chasm, which, for the first time, was revealed to them as a chasm spanning the heavens, created by the clash between the rulers of the immortal and demonic dynasties.

The shock it generated was immense.

Amidst the exclamations of Jiang Shaoguang and Fan Luokui, the old rogue led everyone back to the main gate of the courtyard house.

Glancing at the courtyard gate, which seemed to be fully renovated, Yunping looked with satisfaction at the plaque hanging directly above the gate, on which were written the two large characters "Yun Tian" in black ink.

His calligraphy is vigorous and powerful; although it cannot be described as perfectly upright, it has a unique style and charm.

Judging from the handwriting, if I'm not mistaken, it should have been written by that kid Jiang Yuetian.

Yunping chuckled, then stepped forward and kicked open the door, entering and calling out with a smile:

"You little rascals, look what I've brought back!"

Calling his precious apprentices "little bastards" is a unique way of referring to an old rogue.

Although Jiang Shaoguang and Fan Luokui always felt a bit strange being called "thing".

That being said—

Yunping burst through the door with a smile on his face, but the smile froze the moment his foot landed.

If you ask why—

At this moment.

In the center of the renovated courtyard, a petite girl sat slumped on the ground, her face ashen, her plain blue dress wrinkled, and her eyes dull as a stagnant pool.

Upon hearing Yunping's voice, she subconsciously raised her head, a slight ripple of emotion flickering in her stagnant eyes: "Grandmaster... you're back...?"

As she murmured the words "Grandmaster," Lu Yingqiu's eyes gradually shone with a dazzling light. It was as if she had seen a savior, and her gaze towards Yun Ping was incredibly pitiful.