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

★ NO.2 Is Let It Go hidden inside the Arctic Palace? ★

1. Problem

Jinglin City.

Not particularly prosperous, nor certainly not dilapidated, it was a rather ordinary town, even unremarkable. Since it was not located on the border or in a strategic location, Jinglin City was practically an insignificant presence in the entire empire.

This has led to Jinglin City becoming an exceptionally peaceful small town suitable for retirement. Although cultivation resources are not abundant, they are sufficient. Although gold coin trade is infrequent, it still drives the economy of the entire city.

In addition, the city has excellent public security, the city lord's mansion enjoys high prestige, and the extremely low crime rate makes Jinglin City a great place for leisure and entertainment.

However, recently, a major incident has occurred in the usually peaceful city of Jinglin.

First, the leaders of the two major sects in the city were crippled overnight. Their meridians were cut into countless small pieces, their spiritual roots were severely damaged, and their cultivation techniques and abilities were completely destroyed.

Although members of the sect had sought medical help, such injuries could not be repaired by ordinary means. The doctors they consulted included many renowned physicians, but none of them had the ability to cure them.

As a result, the leaders of the two major sects had no choice but to step down, and spent the rest of their lives lying in bed in agony.

The newly elected sect leader was not as strong as the previous sect leader, and the power of the two major sects was reduced by more than half. The Thunder Feather Sect was even more miserable, with its two genius teenagers, Wang Buming and Zhong Tianying, being crippled. The power of the younger generation was greatly reduced.

This gave other sects that had been accumulating strength for a long time an opportunity to suppress Lei Yu Sect and Tian Bei Valley, and forcibly poached several meritorious elders and elite disciples. With the two major sects divided, it won't be long before their sects collapse.

The simultaneous collapse of two once-powerful sects is truly lamentable.

Furthermore, the city lord of Jinglin City personally designated a mountain peak in a remote village outside the city as a forbidden area. No one may enter the area without the permission of the people inside the mountain, and violators will be severely punished by the city lord's mansion!

The reason behind this is obvious to everyone.

Because on that mountain peak, there was a courtyard house, and inside the courtyard house, there was a young man in white.

He did something that no one else would even dare to think of.

It is said that after that incident, the city lord personally went to apologize and prepared enough gold coins to fill two treasure vaults, as well as a large number of magical artifacts and cultivation techniques, but the young man refused them all.

The reason is—he doesn't need garbage.

Although it sounds arrogant and shows a disregard for the dignified city lord of Jinglin City, in reality, no one dares to say a word against him.

Because they were all afraid of dying.

……

Inside the courtyard house.

Yunping has been staying in his room for three whole days.

For the past three days, he has been doing the same thing: offering sacrifices.

He delayed this matter for over five hundred years until three days ago, when he finally returned to his room and carefully took out the red silk that he had stored in his storage ring over five hundred years ago but had never taken out before, and hung it on a wooden plaque engraved with the three characters "Duan Hongyue".

For three whole days, he paid homage to his deceased senior sister with great devotion and caution.

The ritual of kneeling three times, kowtowing six times, and bowing nine times is performed every day.

Three days later, the entire memorial ceremony was completed, and this commemoration of the deceased finally came to an end.

He let out a long breath, stood up from the ground, patted the dust off his white clothes, and gently stroked the smooth red silk, as if he were stroking someone's hair.

At this moment, it was as if he had returned to the woman he met at the Lightning Sect more than five hundred years ago.

But time flies, and the old friends are gone. Yunping can only silently put away the wooden plaque and his heart.

He pushed open the door, and the blinding light shone directly into his eyes, which were already immersed in and accustomed to darkness. Through the shimmering light spots, Yunping saw a graceful figure.

That was Duan Hongyue's figure—no

"You've finally come out."

The girl named Ye Yuchan puffed out her cheeks and glared at Yun Ping with great dissatisfaction.

There was no redness around her eyes, which showed that the little girl's emotions had stabilized a lot. But thinking about it, it made sense. Three days had passed, and Zhang Ruoxue was still alive, so she had no reason to be sad and cry anymore.

For some reason, a hint of unease flickered in Ye Yuchan's eyes.

Yunping composed himself with his complex emotions, crossed his arms, and leaned against the door frame.

"What's up? Did you need something?"

"You haven't come out for three days, aren't I worried about you?"

"You're worried about me? Why don't you worry about Zhang Ruoxue?" Yun Ping rolled his eyes at Ye Yuchan. "Speaking of which, how is she? I remember I should have stopped her wound."

"Yes, this is really all thanks to you." Unexpectedly, Ye Yuchan's words were not laced with any sarcasm, but were a sincere expression of gratitude. "She woke up yesterday during the day, and her injuries weren't too serious, except she's missing an arm... which might cause some trouble."

Yunping could imagine how difficult life would be for someone who had lost an arm, but he wasn't worried about it at all.

"It's alright, it's just a missing hand. We can get her another one later."

"Huh?" Ye Yuchan was a little confused.

"It's nothing." Yun Ping waved his hand, looking at the silver-haired girl in front of him, still dressed in a maid outfit, with a teasing gaze. "So, you're here to report Zhang Ruoxue's news to me? There must be something else, right?"

"Of course!" Ye Yuchan put her hands on her hips and puffed out her chest proudly. "Do you think I'm the kind of person who's so bored I'd have a stomachache?!"

"It looks quite similar."

As Yun Ping's lewd gaze swept over her from head to toe, Ye Yuchan blushed and shyly covered her chest.

What are you looking at?!

"Are you so bored you have a stomachache?"

“You…” Ye Yuchan pointed at Yun Ping, seemingly wanting to say something, but quickly deflated like a punctured balloon, her raised arm falling limply to the ground. “Fine, I won’t waste my breath on you. I do have something to discuss with you.”

"What is it? Tell me. As your teacher, I will definitely answer all your questions."

"You said it yourself!" Ye Yuchan looked at Yunping very seriously. "You must answer every question! And you must answer correctly!"

"Of course~" Yun Ping didn't feel there was anything he needed to hide, so he shrugged and beckoned to Ye Yuchan, "Come on, what's the problem?"

"Although I have asked you many times, I still want to ask you very seriously this time, and I ask you to answer me very seriously as well."

A silver-haired girl dressed in a maid outfit stood in the sunlight and asked the young man a question.

"who are you?"

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2. Have you ever seen Marshal Tianpeng dressed as a woman?

"I thought it was some kind of problem, but it's still the same."

Yunping, who had been expecting Ye Yuchan to ask some tricky questions, laughed.

He thought that his little Yuchan's Thousand Blade Technique had some problems with her cultivation, or that the magic weapon Black Rain had some issues, or that there was no problem with the cultivation of the Black Flame Arrow. But this girl was actually questioning his identity.

However, this makes sense. After all, it wasn't just her; Xiao Yuan'er and Xiao Jiang were also somewhat doubtful about their identities. Only the eldest, third, and fourth sons truly believed that they were Emperor Wen. However, these three were all very busy people and didn't spend much time in the courtyard.

"What do you mean 'it's this again'? This is a very serious issue!"

"Okay, okay, I know you're being serious, so I'll be serious too."

Despite answering many times and being questioned many times, Yunping still showed his serious side, keeping a straight face and answering solemnly.

"I... am the Emperor Wen, Xuan Lei, who was beaten to a pulp by Ancestor Hongmeng and Ancestor Kunxuan five hundred years ago. But now I am called Yun Ping. To be honest, I don't really like that name."

"..."

Unlike before, Ye Yuchan did not jump up immediately and deny Yunping's words.

She simply stared wide with her uniquely clear eyes, carefully observing Yunping's expression.

Yunping was not afraid of her scrutiny at all, because everything he said was the truth.

After a moment of silence, Ye Yuchan exhaled.

"But you yourself said that Emperor Wen Xuan Lei was smashed to pieces five hundred years ago, his soul was completely scattered, and there was no way he could have survived."

"Then let me ask you, in your heart, what kind of person was Emperor Wen?"

"Eh?"

Startled by the sudden question, Ye Yuchan paused for a second or two, imagining the Emperor Wen in her mind.

"He should be arrogant, unrestrained, but very free and easy, like a hermit immortal who lives in seclusion. And he is very powerful, so powerful that no one can stop him from doing whatever he wants... He has an omnipotent feeling."

"Is that so?"

Yunping scratched his head, wondering how he could have such a high opinion of himself in this girl's heart.

Speaking of which, this girl seems to have said that she's a big fan of Emperor Wen, and that Emperor Wen is her idol...

He grinned, a genuine laugh from the heart. "Since you've said that Emperor Wen is a reclusive immortal, an omnipotent being, perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, the dissipation of one's soul means complete death, but for the omnipotent Emperor Wen, it's just child's play, right?"

"...That's what you say, but can you prove that you really are Emperor Wen?" Ye Yuchan's tone had become slightly gentler at some point.

This might be because she had begun to believe Yun Ping's words, but at this moment, she still harbored doubts, because the death of Emperor Wen was an established fact known to everyone in the three great heavens for the past five hundred years, yet Yun Ping intended to overturn this fact...

It's absolutely unbelievable.

Seeing that Ye Yuchan wanted to produce evidence herself, Yun Ping blinked and spread his hands: "I really can't prove that I am Emperor Wen, but if I can't even prove that I am myself, then that would be too ridiculous, wouldn't it?"

"..." This was a bit of a mystery, and Ye Yuchan didn't understand it at all: "What do you mean that it's ridiculous if you can't even prove yourself?"

"It's really ridiculous. Why should I prove that I am me? Let me ask you from another angle, Xiao Yuchan, can you prove that you are Ye Yuchan?"

……

Upon hearing this, Ye Yuchan froze on the spot.

Yunping's question stumped her. How could Ye Yuchan herself prove that she was Ye Yuchan? There was no "Ye Yuchan" written on her face, no "Ye Yuchan" pattern engraved in her flesh, and no "Ye Yuchan" painting in her heart.

—How can you prove it?

Ye Yuchan's stunned face made Yun Ping's lips curl up even more. "I am who I am, and Emperor Wen is Emperor Wen. This is a fact, and facts don't need proof."

“There are many things that can prove Emperor Wen’s identity, but others may be able to obtain these things. I can use the Heavenly Saint’s cultivation method and say that I am the Heavenly Saint, just a reincarnation.”