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

Ye Yuchan was so frightened that she immediately pulled her hand back and touched her frightened little heart.

However, Yunping rarely showed a solemn expression.

There's something there.

"Something? What is it? Where is it?" Lin Yuan was the first to raise her hand, still looking like a curious child.

“There’s something very troublesome…” Yun Ping’s expression hardened, and he immediately stepped onto the metal plate, ordering the four white-feathered roosters that were flying around: “Now, immediately, change direction! There’s an unusual aura coming from directly ahead! It’s moving very fast!”

"what?!"

Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue were both startled. They hadn't sensed anything unusual at all!

Moreover, it was flying just fine, and then something actually came... that would be too sudden, wouldn't it?

But the fact is that it happened so suddenly. Since all four chickens were raised by Yunping, they all took Yunping's instructions as the highest priority and immediately changed direction in perfect unison.

But they were still a step too late.

"Hoohoho!!!"

A deafening roar, accompanied by waves of terrifying pressure, pressed down directly on the people and the four chickens.

Yun Ping waved his hand, dispersing the terrifying shockwave in front of him, thus preventing the three female disciples behind him from being affected.

He could protect his disciples, but he couldn't protect those four poor chickens.

Although they had all reached the Transcendent God stage, when that roaring sound wave rushed towards them, they all felt a fear deep in their souls. This fear directly engulfed their minds, and in an instant, all four chickens lost consciousness and fell to the ground like shooting stars.

It could make four chickens at the Transcendent God stage lose consciousness...

And all it took was a roar.

The reason is simple: with just that one move, Yunping had already tested the depth of his opponent's abilities.

That was just one step away from becoming a saint—

The Void Realm.

12. Landing

Fortunately, Yunping dispersed the oppressive wave immediately. Otherwise, if the three female disciples behind him had been subjected to the roar of a Void Realm cultivator, they would not only have lost their minds and souls, but their internal organs would have exploded.

This statement may seem sensational, but it is true, because it refers to the Void Realm, which is only one major realm away from becoming a sage.

Even within the Three Heavens Domain, he would be a very important figure!

"Waaaaah—So high, so high, so high!"

Ye Yuchan, who never dared to ride a drop tower in her past life, finally experienced the feeling of falling from a great height today.

Moreover, this feeling is quite unusual, because a regular drop tower is only that high, unlike now, which is basically equivalent to jumping off a commercial airliner.

—I haven't jumped yet.

Compared to Ye Yuchan's extreme fear, Zhang Ruoxue was much calmer, but she still kept her eyes tightly closed, biting her lower lip and refusing to let go, her face even paler than snow.

Only Lin Yuan—that girl.

"Hahaha~ This feels so good, teacher, teacher, the kite is flying!"

Completely! No! Afraid!

Not only did he show no fear, but he also shouted all the way, looking incredibly cheerful.

Yunping watched the three people falling at high speed and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. He had long since passed the Nascent Soul stage, a realm that he considered no different from children playing house. For him, walking on air was easier than drinking water.

But he couldn't bear to see his three disciples smashed to pieces.

next moment.

With a thought, the young man vanished into thin air and reappeared standing on the snow-white plain, his feet on soft, dry snow.

He looked up at the three small black dots getting closer and closer, and the four unconscious chickens entangled together by ropes. Helplessly, he cast a spell.

hum~

Time and space seemed to freeze at that moment; the three people in the sky suddenly stopped falling, as did the four chickens.

Feeling the sensation of falling suddenly disappear, Ye Yuchan nervously opened her eyes and looked around.

"Huh... I'm not moving." She found herself in mid-air, and she could freely adjust her body position, but she just wouldn't continue to fall.

“Really…” Zhang Ruoxue opened her eyes and pinched her cheek with her right hand, somewhat puzzled. “It doesn’t feel like a dream.”

Yun Ping below then snapped his fingers, and several figures in the sky slowly descended, landing precisely beside Yun Ping.

At this point, everyone was declared safe and sound.

Oh, right, those four chickens probably don't count as people, but they're pretty safe.

After the disciples landed, Yunping immediately glanced at them to make sure they were all alright. Then he went over to his little flying chickens and took a look at them.

"As expected... tsk, this is really troublesome."

He was really in trouble this time.

Because he never expected that guy to have another episode. He had just calmed him down more than 500 years ago, and now he was acting crazy again.

I wonder where his older brother is. Doesn't that old dog even keep an eye on his younger brother?!

Yun Ping unusually uttered the word "trouble," which piqued the interest of Lin Yuan, who was always bursting with curiosity.

She immediately ran over, ignoring the white snow slowly seeping into her shoes, "Teacher, teacher, what did you find!"

"Huh?" Yunping turned around, snapping out of his reverie, and shook his head with a smile. "It's nothing."

With that, he waved his hand, and a halo appeared on his middle finger ring, slowly enveloping the four unconscious little flying chickens from top to bottom and taking them into the ring.

Seeing that Yun Ping didn't speak, Lin Yuan pouted in dissatisfaction but didn't say anything. She then pressed on, "Teacher, teacher, what was that spell you just used? Could you teach it to Yuan'er?"

"That? That's a technique I created myself. Yuan'er can't learn it right now."

"Eh... how could this be..." The little guy immediately showed a regretful expression.

Yunping smiled wryly and patted Lin Yuan's head. Turning around, he noticed that Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue looked a little off.

Out of concern for his apprentices, Yunping felt it necessary to ask, "What's wrong with you two? You look so pale. Is falling from such a height really that scary?"

"No...that's not the problem." Ye Yuchan shook her head.

"Ah, speaking of which, didn't you guys feel it...?" Zhang Ruoxue swallowed hard.

Yun Ping frowned. He felt nothing now, and the strange aura from before had dissipated. "Sensed something?"

"Isn't the atmosphere here a little off?"

"atmosphere?"

Yun Ping looked around, and at that moment, he finally understood what Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue meant by "atmosphere."

Three enormous skeletons surrounded them, their massive size resembling the gate of a huge sect, and the scarred bone frames seemed to contain endless killing intent.

Cold...not the kind of cold that feels on the skin.

These were clearly bones, clearly inanimate objects, yet for some reason, Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue, who were standing around them, simultaneously felt a chill.

That was a coldness that transcended time and space.

If that were all, it would be fine, but the problem is... there are more than three skeletons around them.

Looking around, almost the entire snowfield was covered with those enormous bones.

Like countless cold blades, someone is rubbing that bloodthirsty edge.

Then, a chilling coldness swept in from all directions, as if the murderous intent and majesty from the ancient wilderness pressed down on their hearts like an invisible mountain.

Not for any other reason than the shape of those bones, which belong to only one race.

A race that has existed since ancient times and has never shown any signs of decline to this day.

Yes, without exception, all of these bones are—

keel.

13. Dragonbone Wasteland

There are no dragons in the Desolate Sky Domain.

Or rather, the dragon race, which considers itself a noble race, is unwilling to come from the Kuntian Domain to the Huangtian Domain, a world whose name itself suggests desolation.

Dragons are of noble status, and their innate power made them natural overlords in ancient times. Although humans later discovered the path of cultivation during their long and tragic lives, it must be admitted that even now, the dragon race is still a near-overlord of the three celestial realms.

Dragon bones shouldn't exist in the Desolate Heaven Domain.

Yet, on the very border of the Far Eastern snowfield, so many dragon bones have appeared...

This is an illogical phenomenon.

Do not--

"I say, have neither of you ever heard of Dragonbone Wasteland?"

With his feet buried in the snow, the man dressed in white, seemingly blending into his surroundings, casually picked at his ear.

"Dragonbone Wasteland? What's that?"

As expected, Ye Yuchan had a blank expression.

Instead, Zhang Ruoxue lowered her head thoughtfully, recalling a book she had once read. "I spent some time in the reading room of Lei Yu Sect. It seems that the teacher mentioned something about the Dragon Bone Wasteland... but I can't remember anything more specific."

"I only remember that the Dragon Bone Wasteland appeared about six hundred or five hundred years ago... It should have been during the Tianjue era of Emperor Wen."

Yun Ping shrugged and casually cast a spell, attaching it to the three female disciples.

The body temperature of the three people slowly rose—this was clearly a technique to resist the cold, and in terms of duration and effect, it was much better than the three female disciples' own methods of keeping warm.

"That's all there is to it."

Yunping pointed to the largest dragon bone nearby, which was the head of a giant dragon that was tens of meters tall. The empty skull was unusually large, and it could probably fit three or four Ye Yuchan inside.

"These dragon bones must be from about 550 years ago. Yes, Emperor Wen came here at that time and killed a lot of dragons. The bones were piled up like mountains. Now it seems that most of the dragons with families have been taken back by other dragons for burial. The remaining ones are probably all lonely dragons."

"Hey, hey, hey..." Upon hearing the name Emperor Wen, Ye Yuchan immediately frowned. "So this Dragon Bone Wasteland is actually yours..."