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

12. When it comes to showing off, even my old lady wouldn't help me, I admire you the most.

If the second round of trials had to be categorized, Yunping believed it should be classified as practical combat.

In Tianbei Valley, any disciple can be randomly selected to enter the arena. If a disciple can withstand two minutes of defeat against that disciple, they will pass the test.

This actually made things convenient for Yunping.

Originally, he planned to temporarily infiltrate Tianbei Valley after the trial, then find the two disciples who had dug up Ye Yuchan's spiritual root that day, and make them reveal everything they knew.

Now it seems that this step can be skipped.

However, there is now a troublesome situation—

Yun Ping looked at the spirited young disciple of Tianbei Valley standing in front of him as if nothing had happened, and scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

This young disciple has been standing on the arena for fifteen rounds. In those fifteen rounds, only one person has successfully passed. Judging from his posture, he seems to have his eye on this place and is unwilling to leave.

You should know that the cultivators from Tianbei Valley on the other arenas all left the arena immediately after finishing a round, but he was the only one who refused to leave, and kept holding his sword, striking a dashing and handsome pose.

Yun Ping could see right through this kid's thoughts with just a glance.

He probably wanted to show off in front of his female fellow disciples and steal the spotlight.

The surge of youthful hormones is really not a big deal, and it's normal to want to win girls' favor with your impressive physique; there's nothing to criticize about it.

This guy is really in the way... I came here to find those two female disciples, not to watch him perform his sword dance.

Out of politeness, Yunping still asked tentatively.

"Hey bro, could you get off here... and let someone else come up?"

"Change the player? Why change the player?"

The boy looked at Yunping with a puzzled expression. After half a second, he suddenly realized what was going on, and a few contemptuous sneers flashed across his otherwise decent face.

"You're not afraid of me, are you? You don't dare to fight me, do you?"

...What the heck? I'm afraid I'll slap you to death, okay?

Yunping reached up and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking to himself, "These kids these days are all so dramatic."

If I were to actually fight him, I'd have to be careful not to go too far, which would be too troublesome. I might as well just go along with what he's saying and let him have some fun. Maybe he'll just leave the game to rest once he's happy.

Yunping immediately bowed to the boy and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Yes, yes, yes, I have already witnessed your superb swordsmanship below, which is truly beyond the reach of ordinary people. Just one glance from you tells me that I am absolutely no match for such profound swordsmanship. I beg you, brother... um, have mercy and give me a way out?"

“Hmm… indeed.” Upon hearing this, the young disciple’s expression darkened, and he said calmly, “My swordsmanship is indeed too profound and mysterious for laymen like you. This is something I did not consider.”

After saying that, he sighed with regret and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, looking melancholy.

Pfft—to be honest, if Yunping hadn't been so patient, he really would have burst out laughing.

Is the swordsmanship profound? Mysterious? Or is it for laymen?

Come on, bro! Your swordsmanship is like a little kid swinging a stick around in circles to me. You call that mysterious? You actually believed me?!

The young disciple looked at Yun Ping, shook his head, and pretended to be a hermit, planting his sword straight into the ground and standing with his hands behind his back.

"In that case, I will not use my sword; I will duel with you, shall I?"

"..."

That's not the issue!

What I want is not for you to not use a sword, but for you to stay off this stage, you bastard!

Ugh—this is so troublesome.

These kids these days are so arrogant! Back when I was beating up the Heavenly Dao, I wasn't this cocky. Are you trying to defy the heavens?

"What, do you think you wouldn't dare fight me even if I didn't use my sword?"

Seeing that Yun Ping still showed no intention of making a move, the young disciple's contempt deepened, clearly regarding Yun Ping as a cowardly coward.

Yunping nodded again, a silly grin spreading across his face.

The young disciple's eyes suddenly dimmed. He looked at Yun Ping as if he were looking at trash, shook his head slightly, and sighed to the sky.

"Sigh, never mind. It's my fault for taking things too seriously, which has made you onlookers a little scared. In that case, you may choose one of my fellow disciples."

As he spoke, he gestured towards a group of outer disciples of Tianbei Valley who were sitting together chatting and laughing not far away.

Yunping's eyes lit up after hearing this. It was worth praising this kid for so long; now he's finally willing to step down and replace him!

Instantly, his divine sense transformed into an invisible whirlwind that swept towards the group of outer disciples. In less than five seconds, he locked onto a frail-looking figure.

"I want that senior sister to go up on stage and fight."

The boy immediately understood and said "Oh~", then turned his head to look at the beautiful figure Yunping was pointing to.

He knew exactly what Yunping was thinking; choosing female disciples would indeed make it easier to pass the test than choosing male disciples.

"You deliberately chose a kind-hearted female disciple, hoping she would show mercy at a crucial moment. You've certainly got a good plan, haven't you..."

Before the misspelled word could even be uttered, the boy turned his head in shock, staring intently at Yunping.

The words seemed to be forced out from between teeth, sharp and piercing—

"Kid, are you serious?!"

"I want that senior sister. Not only is she beautiful, but she also has a very gentle temperament."

"hehe."

The boy sneered, kicked the blade, and the silver longsword tumbled three and a half times in the air before he caught it in his hand.

A mocking remark escaped his lips—

"Boy, do you know what kind of person you've chosen?"

"Um... I don't know."

"You chose the second-best person in the outer sect of Tianbei Valley! Even I am not 100% confident of defeating this senior sister! Moreover, she is known for being ruthless and merciless. Sorry, that doesn't apply to her."

"Hehe, kid, you're in big trouble now."

Having said that, he picked up his sword and leaped off the stage.

Yunping watched his back as he walked away with sweeping strides, and unconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth.

Absolutely certain? Could you be more specific?

It's estimated to be less than half a percent.

Yun Ping really wanted to jump up and smash his kneecaps. He was a nobody who hadn't even reached the Profound Gate stage; he'd be lucky to last half a minute against a peak Profound Gate stage cultivator, and he wasn't even 100% confident...

In some ways, this young man is truly remarkable; even Yun Ping couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for him.

After all, there aren't many guys like him who aren't afraid of death these days.

As for why Yunping chose that female disciple, the answer is quite obvious—

She was one of the two female disciples who pierced Ye Yuchan's heart and dug out her spiritual root in the Thousand Ghost Forest.

"I am Gu Liangshi from Tianbei. Please enlighten me."

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Liang Shi was in very poor condition, which could be seen from the heavy gloom that covered her face, which should have been full of arrogance. Even standing in the center of the ring, her appearance and expression were still extremely haggard.

It seems that personally attacking her fellow disciple put a lot of psychological pressure on her. Judging from her dark circles, she probably didn't sleep well last night.

That makes sense, after all, he personally emptied his fellow disciple's abdomen and dug out his spiritual root.

The blood and screams must still be lingering in his mind.

Liang Shi's hazy gaze lingered on Yun Ping. She glanced at him casually, then tilted her head, seemingly pondering why she had been chosen.

That person is very weak.

With just one glance, Liang Shi could tell that the young man in front of her was absolutely no match for her.

Liang Shi judged that he probably wouldn't even need to draw his sword; he could defeat him using only his spiritual energy.

I feel a bit tired; my body is protesting—I need to take care of this quickly and then go back to sleep.

Liang Shi shook her slightly dizzy head and silently gestured to Yun Ping to "please".

I see……

Although Liang Shi's stance seemed full of flaws to Yun Ping, his ready-to-strike fighting style suited Yun Ping's tastes quite well.

He didn't use his spiritual energy, nor did he take out his weapon. He simply strode towards Liang Shi, who was ranked second among the outer disciples.

"This guy's done for." The young disciple, who had just stepped off the stage, held his sword and delivered the verdict of defeat for Yun Ping.

He had fought Liang Shi before, and he had witnessed firsthand how terrifying this senior sister was. Her lightning-fast speed was absolutely unmatched among her peers. If it weren't for the fact that the top-ranked senior brother's cultivation level was higher than Liang Shi's, Liang Shi would probably be the true king of the outer sect.

Challenge her? You must be kidding me.

In his eyes, Yun Ping was just an ordinary cultivator who hadn't even reached the Xuanmen stage. Let alone the Xuanmen stage, even a Lingtai stage cultivator might lose if he didn't know Liang Shi's combat strength.

Seeing Yunping walking towards her without any warning, Liang Shi felt a growing sense of displeasure. It was really annoying that such a petty cat or dog dared to challenge her.

The next moment, half of Yunping's body stepped into Liang Shi's predetermined attack range.

A pale purple spiritual energy burst forth from her body, and the girl's seemingly delicate body unleashed an unimaginable speed, transforming her into a bolt of lightning as she rushed toward the young man in white.

Although she was fast, she controlled her strength very well. The fist that slammed into Yunping's chest only used three-tenths of its power, so as not to harm Yunping's life.

After all, even a fraction of her strength was comparable to a single strike from an ordinary Xuanmen cultivator. Logically, it should have only knocked Yun Ping to the ground without damaging his internal organs.

The trial was over from the very beginning—no.

Just as her fist was about to touch that snowy white skin, a slender hand grabbed her wrist, and then a twisting force came, pulling her fist off its intended trajectory and grazing past the young man's ear.

"What the hell?!" The young disciple below the stage exclaimed in surprise. Even he was a little dazzled by that speed.

Ke Yunping continued his actions, gripping Liang Shi's wrist tightly with his left hand, stepping forward with his left foot, and striking Liang Shi's side with his right palm.

Counter-attack... huh.

Realizing that the enemy before her was no weakling, Liang Shi's spiritual energy erupted for the second time, and her figure suddenly became strange. She leaped into the air, dodging the palm strike, and at the same time, her beautiful leg whipped out without hesitation.