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

Such a sight would scare even a cultivator in the Kaiyuan stage to the point of wetting their pants.

Ye Yuchan stared blankly at the giant dragon rushing towards her. She could sense that this terrifying dragon could easily crush an entire mountain, and its power was not something that could be easily estimated.

This was the second time she had the thought of death; she seemed to hear the footsteps of death slowly approaching.

Da da da da...

Very quickly, very quickly... so quickly that I could feel the icy temperature of the scythe that was seizing my soul on my neck.

however.

Tap—Death's footsteps have stopped.

The god who controls souls and life and death stood behind Ye Yuchan. His scythe was ready to sever her soul, but... he couldn't.

The deity simply stood there, frozen in place, unable to move.

—Just like that giant dragon in the sky that seems capable of destroying the world.

stopped.

The incantation was frozen in mid-air, the magical artifacts floated slightly up and down, and even the black light of the Gong family branch patriarch was locked, as if time had been frozen.

The dragon stopped roaring and stared blankly at the youth who was so close to it.

Yunping slightly raised his hand and placed it on the dragon's head.

He uttered a single word softly.

"roll."

click-

The sound of something breaking.

That was the sound of magical artifacts collapsing, starting from the dragon's head, and the entire giant dragon, formed from magical artifacts and incantations—

collapsed.

72. Reasoning

why?

I can't understand.

This was a problem that common sense couldn't solve, and it was currently swirling around the minds of every cultivator at the foot of the mountain.

Their terrified eyes stared in disbelief as the dragon shattered, its natal magical artifacts, its spells painstakingly cultivated over years, all destroyed by a single word from the young man…

It crumbled into useless fragments.

The world was eerily quiet; everyone stood motionless, like corpses, their expressions cold.

Yunping continued drinking his wine, eating peanuts, and crossing his legs, as if he had only done something insignificant.

"What's wrong? Everyone's silent?"

Seeing that the shouts and harsh sounds had ceased at the foot of the mountain, Yunping licked his lips.

say?

What should they say? What should they say at this moment? Faced with a scene they had never experienced before, what should they say?

I don't know, so I can't say anything.

Yunping stood up from the stool, clapped his hands, and casually waved his hand to take back the fruit plate containing peanuts, but left the pot of wine.

He tilted his head, took a small sip, and looked down at the silent crowd still in a state of shock.

"Since no one is saying anything, I'll say a few words."

"I'll put my reasoning here first. Whether you believe it or not, I'll put my reasoning here. Whether you listen to it or not is none of my business."

"Let's start by talking about your Gong family. Gong Xinchen, right? I still remember it. In order to break through her cultivation realm, this old woman ordered the people of Tianbei Valley to dig out my Xiaoyuchan's spiritual root and then threw her into the Thousand Ghost Forest. I think everyone here knows about this, right?"

At the foot of the mountain, no dissenting voices were heard.

Because most sects do know about this matter and have information about it, but that's all they know. Since it doesn't happen to them, why should they care?

So when Yunping brought this up, they didn't have much to say.

"Very good, it seems everyone knows." Yunping nodded in satisfaction, then took another sip of wine. "In that case, I'd like to ask, since that old woman surnamed Gong can dig out my Yuchan's spiritual root, why can't I dig out that old woman's spiritual root for my Yuchan's sake?"

"Do you know she is a descendant of the Gong family?!" the elder of the Gong family shouted.

Yunping's eyes turned cold as he glared at the man. "You, the heir of the Gong family, are human, but my Yuchan isn't? You want to use your family to intimidate me? I'll tell you today, in front of me, your family is no different from a dog!"

"Dare you say that again?!"

The old man from the Gong family was so angry with Yun Ping that his face turned blood red. He unleashed all his spiritual energy, which transformed into a bolt of lightning and flew up to the mountaintop.

In an instant, the old man arrived in front of the cloud and drew his sword.

Yunping tilted his head back and took a big gulp of wine, then pressed his palm down hard, grabbed the old man's head, and slammed it to his side.

Before the old man could react, he felt as if the surging spiritual energy within him had lost its power and was no longer under his control. At the same time, a tremendous force came from above his head.

boom! !

Dust billowed at the top of the mountain.

The old man's body was half buried in the soil, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the huge circular pit. His skin was torn and his clothes were tattered beyond recognition. Even the magical artifact inside his Taoist robe was shattered into pieces.

died?

--No.

Yunping won't kill him, he'll just cripple him!

If there were any discerning people present, they would surely be terrified by Yun Ping's actions, for the old man's spiritual root had been completely destroyed, and all his meridians had been severed. From now on, this man would be a cripple...

This is not something an ordinary person could do—absolutely not.

Yunping doesn't like killing, or rather, he doesn't like killing anymore because he's tired of it and doesn't want to anymore.

Seriously, it's boring.

Rather than ending his life directly, it would be better to let him repent for his incompetence in bed and repent for his mistakes until death... In fact, this is more cruel.

But Yunping is a cruel person. Although he always smiles, that's all he does.

“I’ll say it again, in front of me, there’s no difference between family and dogs. All you can say to me is reason.”

"But you're all unreasonable guys!"

Yunping snapped his fingers, and the next second, the other four members of the Gong family felt dizzy. When they came to their senses, they found themselves standing on the mountaintop without even realizing it.

Before me stood the young man whose expression remained unchanged.

"Let me ask you, when you learned that Gong Xinchen had been crippled, did you ask why?"

"Have you ever considered that if she hadn't disregarded human life for her own benefit, she wouldn't have ended up like this?"

"Have you ever considered whose indulgence has allowed her to become so domineering and autocratic?"

"Have you thought about these things? Have you asked about them? Have you considered them?!"

……

The four branch clan leaders trembled, daring not to answer Yun Ping's questions.

They had no prior knowledge; all they knew was that Gong Xinchen had been crippled, and then they brought people here to kill the person who crippled Gong Xinchen—that was all.

Just as Yunping said, they are at a disadvantage in terms of reason.

but……

One of the old men struggled to break free from the strange power's hold, and spoke to Yunping while opening his cracked lips.

"You...you can't touch us, we are the Gong family..."

"I don't care if you're from the Gong family or whatever! If you've done something wrong, get the hell out there and reflect on your actions!"

boom!

Yun Ping kicked out with terrifying force, sending the old man flying. This kick not only severed his spiritual root and shattered his meridians, but also destroyed his cultivation.

And, quite by accident, he was kicked right next to the old man from before.

"And you lot, all of you get the hell over there!"

boom! boom! boom!

Three more legs, and three more figures like kites with broken strings.

Although they used their life-saving spells the instant they sensed Yun Ping's anger, for some reason, these spells became ineffective the moment the kick landed on them.

silent.

It's really quiet now.

At the mountaintop, the young man looked down at the foot of the mountain. In the huge circular pit beside him lay five Gong family elders, lying motionless and barely breathing.

73. Apology

Panic, like a rapidly spreading plague, overwhelmed the spirits of everyone at the foot of the mountain.

Their greatest asset was kicked into oblivion by one person. The five branch patriarchs of the Gong family were all at the peak of the Transformation God stage, but in the hands of the young man, they were like little children, kicked into oblivion without any resistance.

This is unimaginable, but the facts are right in front of them, and they have no choice but to believe it.

Those disciples and elders who had previously clamored for Yunping's execution fell silent. Their hearts were pounding, and they desperately wanted to calm themselves down, but unfortunately... they couldn't.

Because that man, that young man, was looking down.

"Run...that man, that man is a monster, run! Run!!"

I don't know who shouted first—endless fear lingered in my mind, and then the urge to run away arose.

As a result, tens of thousands of sect disciples began to rush towards Jinglin City like madmen, longing for their home, for their sect or the city lord's mansion to protect them.

But they still couldn't do it—

hum~