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

She opened her mouth wide and bit down directly on Yunping's hand.

"Hiss—damn, are you a dog or something?!"

Yunping quickly pulled his hand away and glanced at the teeth marks on his right hand.

Goodness, two big platters clearly visible, this girl has really good teeth.

"Hmph, who told you to flirt with me? You deserve it!"

"Fine, fine, I deserve it. Seriously, I was just about to enjoy the pleasure of feeding, and you ruined it all."

"Hmph, the one who dares to feed me hasn't been born yet!!"

"Hey, not bad, little girl, you need a good beating!"

"Come on, come and teach me a lesson! I've never been taught a lesson before!"

"Oh ho, fine, I'm not going to believe this nonsense today. I'm going to fill your mouth with juice!"

So Yunping started chasing Ye Yuchan relentlessly with the fruit in the fruit bowl, and Ye Yuchan, not to be outdone, ran for her life.

Of course, Yunping didn't exert much effort, but rather played around with Ye Yuchan in a playful way.

Half an hour later...

"I'm not fighting anymore... You old bastard, why aren't you tired at all!"

"Because I'm awesome, unlike you, a weakling."

Yunping stood arrogantly next to Ye Yuchan, who was so exhausted that she collapsed to the ground, and stuffed fruit into her mouth without batting an eye.

"Tch...you're the weakling."

"The woman I chased to the ground, panting heavily, has no right to say that."

"……snort!!"

Ye Yuchan snorted and fell silent.

She looked up at the beautiful starry sky, where thousands of stars surrounded the bright moon. This scene of stars surrounding the moon was truly enviable.

Yunping noticed her gaze, popped a few more peanuts into his mouth, and looked at Ye Yuchan in front of him.

"Want to become stronger?" he asked.

"Isn't that obvious? Think about it!" Ye Yuchan answered almost without thinking.

"What do you want to do after you become stronger?"

"I don't care what kind of thing it is, I just want to become really strong, so strong that no one can bully me."

Upon hearing Ye Yuchan's reply, Yun Ping pondered for a moment, a longing slowly emerging in his eyes. "No one can bully you... That's quite an ambitious goal."

"I have seen many people lose themselves in the pursuit of power. They are simply craving the thrill of that power, but have forgotten their original desire to cultivate immortality."

"A wish? My wish is world peace, do you believe me?"

"I believe you." Yun Ping turned to the side and said calmly, "World peace is indeed a wish you can make."

Ye Yuchan suddenly realized what was happening, her face darkening. "Are you mocking me for being too naive?"

“No.” Yunping shook his head seriously. “To be honest, I think your wish is very real, so real that it’s almost unreal, but it is indeed very real.”

"In that case, as your teacher, it is my duty to help you achieve your wish to become stronger."

Yunping squatted down next to Ye Yuchan, reached out and patted the girl's head, a gentle, warm smile as warm as the sun appearing on his lips.

Unexpectedly, even Ye Yuchan didn't know why, but at this moment she didn't slap Yun Ping's hand away.

She used to be very resistant to people touching her head, but now she feels a sense of warmth instead.

"Get ready."

"What preparations?"

Ye Yuchan looked at Yunping, and their eyes met.

Yunping simply answered her question with a single sentence.

"Preparation for experience."

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This is the last update for today.

I've been typing non-stop since 7:30, all in real-time, and my hands are about to break.

(Subtly hinting at donating money for medical expenses)

31. They have something to say about recent events.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Fifth floor of Leitian Casino.

The young man lightly opened his folding fan, sat upright in the dragon-head chair, a gold and white jade bracelet on his wrist, and his narrow eyes wandered with interest over the battered girl in front of him.

He casually picked up the teacup on the redwood table and took a small sip.

"Young Master Zhong... I really don't know what happened... No matter how much you ask me, this is all I know!"

"Oh?" The young man surnamed Zhong glanced at her back, which was covered in bloodstains and could be considered seriously injured. "You've suffered such serious injuries, and you can only utter this little bit of information?"

"That's all I really know, Young Master Zhong. No matter how bold I am, I wouldn't dare disobey you..."

Faced with the girl's tearful response, the young man frowned slightly, and a hint of belief appeared on his face.

However, he wasn't there at the time, and he simply couldn't believe what the girl was saying.

The unparalleled sword affinity is 0 points—and this was achieved when the girl deliberately used her natal magic weapon.

This fact, which cannot be convincing no matter how it is explained, can only lead him to think of collusion.

Only through prior collusion could such an impossible phenomenon occur.

That's why he deliberately had the young woman from the farm captured, whipped for several minutes, and forced her to reveal the whereabouts of her accomplice.

But even now, she remains unmoved—or rather, she has never lied in the first place.

Without any collusion, that person forcibly severed the link between himself and his natal magic weapon, and subsequently achieved a sword affinity of 0 points with a probability infinitely close to 0.

is it possible?

Zhong Tianying didn't believe it.

He was someone who never believed that luck could turn everything around, and getting rich overnight was pure fantasy to him. It was precisely because of this that he deliberately used this mentality of gamblers to open this casino.

Yes, the owner of Leitian Casino is this elegant young man standing before you.

Zhong Tianying is the second of the ten seats in the Lei Yu Sect.

"You say that person isn't one of your accomplices, but do you know his name and which faction he belongs to?"

"I...I don't know, that person didn't say." The youngest daughter of the Zhuang family raised her face, disfigured by bloodstains, tears streaming down her face like raindrops, her voice hoarse: "But that person was dressed in white, and there were two women with him. From their conversation...that person seemed to be their master..."

"Two women? Master?"

Zhong Tianying's brows furrowed even more. In his view, the only one who would come to cause trouble at their Lei Yu Sect's casino was their old rival, Tian Beigu.

But recently, Tianbei Valley suddenly went crazy and locked itself off. Not only did it end its disciple recruitment activities ahead of schedule, but it also quickly closed its mountain gates. Lei Yu Sect also sent many people to try to enter and find out what was going on, but they didn't get any important information.

Since Tianbei Valley is closed, it shouldn't be the elders of Tianbei Valley who have come out.

Moreover, among the several elders of Tianbei Valley whom Zhong Tianying knew, none of them fit the image of a young, flirtatious elder.

—Could it be some small-time trolls from some minor faction causing trouble?

But surely they couldn't possibly be unaware that the Thunder Sky Casino was owned by their Thunder Feather Sect!

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. Zhong Tianying frowned and began to rub his temples, feeling a terrible headache coming on.

He is a talented individual who excels at calm thinking and making judgments. It is precisely his clear thinking and extraordinary strength that enabled him to rise to become one of the ten strongest young disciples of the Thunder Feather Sect, ranking second among them.

What he enjoys most is discerning people's simple, even foolish, ideas and then mocking their ignorance in a highly insulting way.

This is what is known as intellectual superiority.

He really liked this feeling.

What he detests most is the current situation.

Without any clues, without any basis for judgment, and in a state of pure ignorance where even reasoning is impossible—Zhong Tianying hates ignorant people, so he doesn't want to become ignorant himself, as that would seem foolish.

The more Zhong Tianying tried to think about the whole story, the more troublesome and headache-inducing it became. Although many possibilities popped into his mind, none of them could put his mind at ease.

Then he began to become somewhat agitated, the teacup in his palm began to tremble slightly, and his already frightening gaze suddenly became even more terrifying.

Zhong Tianying slowly turned his gaze to the naked girl, whose body was covered in bloody welts from being whipped, and who was now humbly bowing her head, not daring to even breathe.

A wicked thought ignited a restless fire within him, causing him to slowly rise.

However, just a second before he was about to harm the girl, there was an unusually loud knock on the door.

Boom boom boom!

"Young Master Zhong, Young Master Chen from the City Lord's Mansion has arrived."

Young Master Chen? That cowardly, timid bastard Chen Ran?

This is the worst time of day!

Zhong Tianying cursed inwardly, then sat back down in the dragon-head chair and said casually to the girl in front of him.

"I'm meeting with Young Master Chen now, this is none of your business, get lost."

Having been pardoned, the girl dared not utter another word. She immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times to Zhong Tianying. Then, clutching her private parts, she hurriedly ran out the back door.

Only after the girl had completely disappeared from sight did Zhong Tianying breathe a sigh of relief and soften his tone.

"Let Young Master Chen in."

As soon as he finished speaking, the simple and elegant door was gently pushed open.

The visitor was dressed in a purple and gold robe, with silver threads and gold trim wrapped around the sleeves and collar. He wore a jade and pearl necklace around his neck, and his pale red shoes had upturned soles. He exuded an air of wealth and luxury as soon as he entered the room.

Indeed, the wealthiest entities in the entire Jinglin City are the City Lord's Mansion and the Lei Yu Sect.