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

Just one last step!

Yunping gazed at Zhang Ruoxue with hopeful eyes, making her tremble under his strange gaze.

"Um, Ruoxue, may I make a small request?"

"What are your requirements?" Zhang Ruoxue stared at Yun Ping warily. She had heard plenty from Ye Yuchan about Yun Ping's penchant for sexual harassment.

However, the expected situation did not occur, because Yunping's request was merely—

"Could you make a half-fist, put your hand next to your cheek, and then meow?"

“…Huh?” Zhang Ruoxue was stunned. “What kind of request is this…”

"It's just a trivial request~ Please grant it for me." Yunping's eyes were practically sparkling.

Being stared at like that, Zhang Ruoxue, despite her tomboyish image, still blushed a little shyly and said, "I...I understand."

Then, just as Yunping had said, she slowly clenched her remaining right hand into a fist, turned her face to the side, facing Yunping, and bent her body slightly.

"Is...is that so?" she asked cautiously.

"Yes, that's it, and then [meow]."

Zhang Ruoxue blinked. She didn't understand what the meow meant, since there were no cats in the Desolate Heaven Domain.

That's really cruel.

However, Zhang Ruoxue still opened her cherry lips, after all, it was just a call, nothing serious.

So, in Zhang Ruoxue's room, a girl dressed in a sailor uniform and black skirt, wearing stockings and revealing her absolute territory, wearing cat ears, called out to Yunping.

"Meow~"

*Pfft*—that was probably the sound of blood splattering.

Yunping covered his nose, and a nosebleed called happiness was flowing from between his fingers. At the same time, he gave Zhang Ruoxue a thumbs up with great satisfaction.

Perfect, perfect!

This is a cat-eared high school girl! Absolutely amazing!

It's a little regrettable that Zhang Ruoxue only has one hand...

But I have to admit, the cuteness factor is simply off the charts. I never thought that such wonderful things as those from the previous world could be reproduced in this world!

Ah~ I'm so happy!

"Um, can I take this down?"

Although she didn't quite understand what was going on, Zhang Ruoxue felt that Yunping's gaze was gradually becoming somewhat perverse, which made her seriously suspect that she was wearing something evil on her head.

However, before Yunping could answer, Zhang Ruoxue herself discovered something not so good.

I can't get it off.

—Huh?

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get the headband off her head. Not only that, but her skirt and sailor uniform also seemed to be fixed in place and she couldn't take them off at all.

Seeing her like this, Yunping blinked in surprise, "Ah, this... didn't you notice?"

"Notice...what?"

“This.” Yunping took out another admission notice from his storage ring and patted the white paper filled with regulations. “It says here that the Taoist robes issued by the teachers cannot be taken off without the teachers’ permission.”

“…Huh?” Zhang Ruoxue twitched her lips, looking at the strange clothes she was wearing. “This…this is a Taoist robe?”

"Yes, I say so, otherwise why do you think Xiao Jiang is still wearing women's clothes..."

“…What?” Zhang Ruoxue felt like she had misheard something.

"No, nothing~"

Yunping's smile was incredibly irritating.

"In short, from now on, this JK uniform... oops, this outfit and headband will be your Taoist robe. Take good care of it."

"And remember, occasionally meow a few times for your teacher to hear~"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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8. Legendary flying mount!

There are many ways to get to the Far East Snowfield. Walking or horse-drawn carriage are the most common options. However, Jinglin City's transportation hub is not well-developed, and there are no Frostbite Black Horses specifically designed for traveling to the Far East Snowfield.

Only the Frostbite Black Horse can withstand the increasingly frigid temperatures near the Far Eastern Snowfield. Any other horse would probably freeze to death on the way before even reaching the Far Eastern Snowfield.

Therefore, horse-drawn carriages became the first mode of transportation to be eliminated.

Walking was, of course, also an execution, for the simple reason that it was too damn far.

The Empire is located in the southwest corner of the Desolate Sky Domain, which is quite a distance from the Far East Snowfield. Even with the Frost-Freezing Black Horse, it would take at least ten days to drive from Jinglin City to the Far East Snowfield.

Yunping isn't that free.

He has his own way of traveling—which is slightly more likely to cause fear among some people.

……

The courtyard house, the backyard.

Early that morning, the sunlight was not glaring. Although a cold wind was blowing through the sky, which was mostly covered by clouds, it did not dampen the air and did not look like a rainy day.

Yunping stood before his three female disciples, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

The reason is simply that the outfits of the three people in front of them are too eye-catching.

Zhang Ruoxue was wearing the sailor uniform, black skirt, black stockings, and cat ears that had just been given to her a few days ago, emphasizing cuteness. Although it might not quite match her personality, it wouldn't feel too out of place if you thought of her as the leader of a high school girl group.

Yuan'er was dressed in a festive red outfit, which was quite similar to Jiang Yuetian's cheongsam, but it was actually a Hanfu with less fabric and a tighter fit. In addition, Yuan'er was already quite delicate and cute, and standing between Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue, she was simply too adorable.

As for Ye Yuchan, well, she's completely unremarkable except for her maid outfit. (Ye Yuchan: Hey!)

"So why did you call us here? Didn't you say we were going to the Far Eastern Snowfield?"

Ye Yuchan was always the first to speak. This girl was used to opposing Yunping, and her tone wasn't very friendly.

Judging from her expression, she was probably in a bad mood, since she had just woken up.

It's also possible that relatives might come to visit.

To Ye Yuchan's question, Yunping answered succinctly: "If we're going to the Far East Snowfield, we'll go now."

"Now?" Zhang Ruoxue looked around but didn't see any mounts or anything like that. "How do we get there? What will we use?"

"Of course we'll fly there!"

"Fly?!" Lin Yuan clapped her hands, her eyes gleaming. "Teacher, can you fly?!"

"Of course, I'm your teacher, what don't I know?"

"Hey, hey, let's get this straight, we're not like you, we can't fly." Ye Yuchan rolled her eyes at Yun Ping. "Only cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage can fly, right? I'm only at the Profound Gate stage, you can walk faster than I can run."

Yun Ping smiled as he accepted Ye Yuchan's eye roll, then threw one back at her, "Who told you I was going to fly by myself? Have you ever heard of a flying mount?"

"Flying mounts? As far as I know, there aren't many tamable magical beasts that can fly, and they're quite rare... You don't have any, do you?"

"Of course." Yun Ping spread his hands and proudly raised his head. "Don't you know who I am? Flying mounts are such flashy things, how could I not have a few on me?"

"Fine, never mind." Ye Yuchan tossed her head, thinking to herself how she could have forgotten about Yun Ping's identity.

After all, he was a true immortal who dominated the three great heavens five hundred years ago. It would be strange if his storage ring didn't contain some real treasures.

However, flying mounts were a novelty; Ye Yuchan had only heard of them and had never seen one before.

The others were the same, and so the three beauties all focused their attention on Yunping, eagerly anticipating whether he would summon a mighty and domineering giant magical beast.

Dragon? Tiger? Or Pegasus?

Or is it some kind of unheard-of, legendary monster that only exists in legends?

What exactly is it?

Yunping chuckled. How could he not know that his three apprentices' curiosity had already exploded?

Indeed, he had ridden dragons before, and he did have a few flamboyant and domineering magical beast mounts that intimidated the entire audience upon their appearance, but that was in the past. He no longer follows that style.

Those little guys who were hailed as the divine beasts under Emperor Wen's command had long been released by him, and now he couldn't summon them even if he wanted to.

But Yunping is Yunping after all, and he has his own way of doing things.

Yun Ping waved his hand, and the storage ring on his right middle finger suddenly burst forth with dazzling colorful light. A ball of light, wrapped and scattered by seven-colored divine light, slowly flew out of the storage ring and continued to expand under the expectant gazes of the three women.

Ah~ this light, ah~ this aura.

—It's definitely a mythical beast!

The next moment, the light faded, and the divine beast's appearance officially appeared before everyone.

"Damn you, you bastard, you finally let me out! Do you know how long we played cards in that dark storage ring? We almost wore out the cards!"

"The boss is right!"

"And the third brother is refusing to pay his debts; he owes me 50,000 gold coins."

"Who defaulted on their debt? How can you call it defaulting on a landlord's debt?"

"The third brother is right!"

"Second brother, shut up and don't get involved in my and third brother's business!"

……

how to say.

Talking monsters are indeed very rare.

Moreover, most flying mounts possess sentience, and quite a few are fluent in human languages.

However, the problem is that Ye Yuchan, Zhang Ruoxue, and Lin Yuan—the three of them have never met in their lives…

Qianxun Novel Free Transfer Group 255595300 The Four Talking Chickens.

The three people stared, dumbfounded, at the four snow-white chickens in front of them...