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

"Don't actually dig!!"

……

Okay, putting aside for now what those idiots below think of him, Yunping was really getting impatient.

Originally, we were supposed to talk things out amicably, but if you don't return the spiritual root to us, we'll beat you up until you do.

At worst, he'll just beat them up one by one; no one's going to die. He knows how much force he uses.

Now? Now so many people in the audience see him as no different from a pervert. To be honest, if this commotion continues, Yunping is starting to lose his patience.

He was still waiting to go back to the courtyard house to hear his lovely daughter, Yuan'er, play "Gokuraku Jodo" for him.

By the way, after returning the spiritual root to Ye Yuchan, why not just let the two of them debut?

Feeling that things were getting more and more complicated, Yunping scratched his head and looked at the old man's astonishingly handsome face.

It seems that explaining my sexual orientation is no longer effective, so let's steer the conversation back to the normal topic.

"Fine, I'll get straight to the point—hand over the Profound Yin Spiritual Root that you dug out from Ye Yuchan's body."

"A Profound Yin Spiritual Root?!"

The old man suddenly felt a chill, indicating that he did indeed know about the Profound Yin Spiritual Root.

How did you know that?!

"It's simple. I saved Ye Yuchan, and now, to cheer her up, I came back specifically to get this thing."

"You saved her?" The old man frowned. "Then why didn't she return to her sect?"

Yunping chuckled upon hearing this, thinking, "This old guy must be a fool."

"You can even ask such a question. If you were in that situation, would you be willing to return to a sect that would take away your manhood?"

"..."

Although the old man fell silent, the murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger.

In his view, Tianbei Valley had indeed wronged Ye Yuchan, but Ye Yuchan was ultimately just an outer disciple, so her death was no big deal. After all, compared to the future of Tianbei Valley, he would be willing to kill hundreds of Ye Yuchans, let alone one!

When the old man heard the man say that he had saved Ye Yuchan, his first reaction was disbelief. To survive after having one's spiritual root removed must mean that extremely precious natural treasures were used. He didn't believe that such an ordinary-looking young man could have such a foundation.

But why does he claim he wants to reclaim the Profound Yin Spiritual Root? Is this kid so arrogant that he thinks he's invincible?

The old man narrowed his eyes and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Although I don't know how you learned about these rumors, I can tell you clearly that my disciple Ye Yuchan did have her spiritual root dug out, but it was not done by anyone from Tianbei Valley."

After speaking, he glanced at the audience and announced.

"You have probably all heard some slanderous rumors. Please do not pay any attention to them. The disciples of Tianbei Valley would never do anything to harm their fellow disciples. As for those who spread rumors that Ye Yuchan was harmed by her fellow disciples, Tianbei Valley will never forgive them!"

……

And this kind of operation?

"This elder is indeed quite capable of lying without batting an eye."

“Ignorant brat, I advise you not to cause any more trouble and falsely accuse my Tianbei Valley.”

"Tsk tsk tsk, keep going, keep bragging, keep bragging. I love watching you exaggerate your abilities to the heavens."

"Young man! I haven't even addressed your crime of indecent assault yet, and now you're still stubbornly clinging to your delusions, spewing false accusations, adding insult to injury! Don't force me to take action now!"

A sudden gust of wind arose around the old man, and his surging spiritual energy surged like a mighty tide.

"At the peak of your cultivation, huh?" Yun Ping nodded and chuckled. "If I had the chance, I'd like to have you fight my little Jiang. Unfortunately, this girl... ugh, this kid is too heavy-handed. I doubt you'd last five minutes against her."

"But if you want to attack me, that's fine too. I'm a very kind person and I basically don't bully people, so I won't fight you personally."

It just so happens that we recently invented some new things, so we're testing the waters with this old guy.

Yun Ping snapped his fingers in mid-air, and in the next instant, hundreds of pure black spatial rifts opened up in the space behind him. Under the subtle fluctuations of spiritual energy, a large number of metal artifacts that no one had ever seen before emerged from the rifts.

Yunping silently pulled out the metal object closest to him, nodded in satisfaction, pointed to the thing in his hand, and said something to the bewildered old man.

"Dude, do you know what this thing is?"

Whether it was because he was frightened by the numerous spatial rifts behind Yun Ping that resembled cracks in a tortoise shell, the old man actually shook his head in agreement with Yun Ping's words.

Yunping sighed regretfully, knelt on one knee, and carried the huge metal object on his shoulder.

He unconsciously revealed a sinister smile.

"Come on, old man, today I'll show you the power of firearms."

The next second, he pulled the trigger.

"Eat my RPG! (Handheld anti-tank grenade)"

15. The whereabouts of the spiritual root

Despite being called a firearm, the shells were actually filled with explosive spells.

After all, this is a world of cultivation. Even if Yun Ping is bored out of his mind, he doesn't have the time or ability to actually research an anti-tank gun.

At first, he did want to research and develop some modern technological weapons to play with, but later he found that he didn't have the technical skills at all, so he simply took a shortcut and used magic to replace elements to create a series of so-called firearms.

RPGs are filled with one-time explosive spells, rifle bullets are all self-guided spirit energy bullets, and grenades are even more so—just stuff them with crimson flame attribute spirit energy and you're done.

Although it may sound useless, it is actually...

Yeah, it's really useless.

Upon first seeing a flying metal bullet, Elder Tianbei Valley's expression shifted. He subconsciously assumed it was some kind of special flying magic weapon. Instantly, his peak cultivation level exploded, and streaks of purple lightning shot out from his palm.

Within fractions of a second, the lightning triggered the explosive spell inside the metal bullet. A violent airburst, accompanied by rising flames, swept across the entire arena, and the resulting explosive force blasted a hole in the center of the arena.

hiss--

Liang Shi, nestled in the old man's arms, couldn't help but gasp.

This power is already approaching its peak!

Although that flying artifact was a one-time use item, its power was no less than that of a peak-stage cultivator's attack, making it an exceptionally precious artifact among all magical artifacts.

"Tsk, as expected, it only has this much power."

Compared to Liang Shi's shock, Yun Ping seemed somewhat displeased.

RPG is arguably the most powerful of his firearms, but its power only reaches its peak, and he can't even defeat a mere elder of Tianbei Valley.

As expected, the material limitations restricted the power of the explosive spell. It seems we'll have to improve the material of the metal bullets when we get back.

Yun Ping sighed, ignoring the stares of those around him, and began drawing out various weapons from the spatial rift, unleashing a barrage of fire at Elder Tianbei Valley not far away.

Da da da da—

In an instant, flames burst forth, and bullets of spiritual energy shot from the muzzle of the rifle flew toward the old man like a sudden rain. Because these bullets were imprinted with Yun Ping's automatic tracking effect, theoretically, unless the internal spiritual energy dissipated, they could chase you to the ends of the earth without stopping.

In addition, there were occasional shots of extremely powerful RPGs and flintlock pistols, whose explosive and penetrating power almost made the old man breathless.

Thus, the scene unfolded where Elder Tianbei Valley, at the peak of his cultivation, was chased and shot by a certain lewd individual.

Why does that sound a bit dirty?

This bizarre scene gave the audience and Liang Shi the illusion that their lives had exploded, because the script seemed a bit off.

"Shouldn't Elder Zhang be the one chasing after that kid and beating him up...? Why is it the other way around now?"

"That person has so many strange magical artifacts on him, and each one is incredibly powerful. Look at the spiritual energy coming out of those dark mouths, holy crap, it can even change targets in mid-air?!"

"That's not all, look, there are so many more of these magical artifacts behind him..."

"Where the hell did this guy come from? He's so rich, he can just smash magical artifacts like that..."

Before we knew it, the topic of conversation had shifted from how perverted someone was to how rich someone was.

"Uncle-Master, Uncle-Master, this person seems... very powerful!" Lan Tianyi tugged at his uncle's robe and shook it vigorously.

"Hmm, I've never even heard of those magical artifacts before. But what I'm curious about is, where did they come from? It couldn't have been something he made himself, could it?"

"Maybe it really is." Lan Tian grinned. "It's a pity its power is too weak. If it could reach the Kaiyuan stage, it would definitely become our Blue Feather Heavenly Palace's trump card!"

"Hey? Tianyi, why aren't you digging your eyes anymore?"

"I've seen a tiny bit of hope again, haven't I? Or do you really want me to dig, Uncle-Master?"

"..."

Right now, a heated discussion is taking place below the stage. The phrase "it's none of my business" is practically hanging above everyone's heads. They aren't disciples of Tianbei Valley, so for them, the outcome of this strange battle is unimportant.

The important thing is the excitement; watching excitement is in their nature.

However, the situation is quite different for the people of Tianbei Valley.

Watching their elders being chased and shot, the Tianbei Valley disciples below the stage all puffed up their cheeks like green dumplings, holding their breath, but dared not say it openly, for fear that Yun Ping on the stage would get carried away and fire a cannon at the audience.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! I'm not fighting anymore! I'm not fighting anymore!"

After saying "stop" three times in a row, the panting old man, perhaps exhausted from running, suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand, and looked at Yunping with sweat streaming down his face.

Yunping also cooperated by putting down the AK47 in his hand and looking back at him with interest.

"What, you're convinced now? If you're convinced, hand over the Profound Yin Spiritual Root, and we can let you go home and take a hot shower."

"Hmph!" The old man arrogantly raised his head and coldly glanced at Yun Ping. "I've already said it, Ye Yuchan's Profound Yin Spiritual Root is not something that anyone from Tianbei Valley could take. No matter how much nonsense you cause, we will never hand over the Profound Yin Spiritual Root to you!"

"Oh, I see."

Yunping suddenly realized what was happening and pulled an RPG out of the spatial rift, aiming the launch port at the pale-faced old man.

"Since you still refuse to hand it over, then I'll beat you until you do."

"you……!"

"Enough!!"

A loud shout suddenly rang out from the sky.

Yunping raised an eyebrow and rubbed his slightly itchy ear—why do these people like to shout things from a distance? Do they have to make the message reach the person in order to seem sophisticated?

As expected, just as Yun Ping had thought, a graceful figure suddenly appeared in the center of the arena as his voice echoed.

A tall, heavily made-up woman in a jade-green long gown stared coldly at Yun Ping.