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

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17. Imperials

The black sword fell rapidly as the giant dragon spirit died and vanished, but before it hit the ground, it was attracted by a strange force, twisted half a circle, turned into a silver light, drew a half-arc in the air, and finally went into its heavy scabbard.

The unassuming young man opened his pair of remarkably intelligent black eyes, his black coat fluttering in the cold wind of the Far Eastern snowfield.

Yunping saw that as he walked towards Ye Yuchan, his chest shone with a unique light—it was a golden badge, the badge of the imperial royal family.

"Miss... are you alright?" The young man's voice was gentle as he spoke.

However, when faced with this boy who looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, Ye Yuchan couldn't feel any emotion other than anger.

She stored the dark light directly into her storage ring, her face grim as she stared at the handsome young man.

"I have something to do, I've got a lot of things to do!"

"Eh? Are...are you injured?" The boy looked a little nervous.

"Ah, yes, I've suffered a very serious injury here!"

As Ye Yuchan spoke, she poked her heart with her finger.

Although Yunping understood what she meant, she was, after all, a woman with a decent figure, so her poke landed directly on her own soft breasts.

This action caught the boy's eye, and his face immediately turned red. He turned his head away shyly.

—Isn't this considered sexual harassment?

Although Ye Yuchan wanted to express that she was unhappy and heartbroken because her kill was stolen, her act of poking her chest with an innocent boy could definitely be called sexual harassment, right?

I never expected that Little Rain Cicada would have such a twisted nature... I've really seen something incredible.

Thinking of this, and in order to prevent the misunderstanding from developing further, Yunping came to Ye Yuchan's side, hooked his arm around her soft, fragrant shoulder, and pulled her to his side.

"You just missed a chance to show your skills, there's no need to be so angry with them."

"But I was about to fire! As a man, don't you know how painful it is to almost launch but fail at the last moment?!"

"Your analogy..." Upon hearing this, Yunping imagined it for a moment and immediately felt uneasy. "It actually makes some sense."

"So that's why! This guy who looks like a little kid actually... tsk."

Ye Yuchan pursed her lips and glanced at the boy.

Ask the question directly:

"Hey you, why did you kill that dragon spirit just now?"

The boy blinked blankly. "Because... that dragon spirit was very dangerous, and I saw that you seemed to be in trouble, so I helped you out... w-what happened?"

"nothing."

Ye Yuchan avoided the boy's clear gaze and muttered something to herself.

Well, that makes sense—this young man came with good intentions, and it would be quite unreasonable for Ye Yuchan to continue to dwell on this trivial matter.

Moreover, what Ye Yuchan didn't know was that this unknown young man was taking a great deal of danger with him when he made his move.

While pondering, Yunping sensed two unusual auras from the snowy land to the south, but neither of them were dragon spirits; rather, they were the auras of spiritual energy belonging to human cultivators.

It is also worth mentioning that the owner of one of these forces is particularly powerful, at least at the Nascent Soul stage, or even possibly at the Void Refinement stage!

Why would someone like that come to this godforsaken place instead of enjoying their status and wealth elsewhere?

Just as Yunping was wondering about this, two different figures suddenly walked in from the south.

"Fang Yan, you actually stepped in to help these people."

The first person to appear was a tall woman with a slender waist and shapely hips.

She had a head of beautiful, fiery red curly hair, and wore a bright red cloak with pale gold stripes. Her gorgeous, seductive eyes were filled with dissatisfaction towards the boy.

Standing beside her was a man who always had a smile on his face.

Upon seeing the two, the boy named Fang Yan awkwardly scratched his face, hurriedly ran to the woman's side, and bent down.

"I'm sorry... Master, your disciple Fang Yan has disobeyed your orders... Please punish me, Master."

"You want me to punish you?" The woman's brows furrowed coldly. "You're only saying this because you know I can't bear to punish you, aren't you?"

"Hey...nothing like that, nothing like that." Fang Yan smiled innocently.

"Alright, stop hunching over, it looks terrible."

"Ah... yes!"

Fang Yan immediately straightened his back and grinned at his master, showing off his white teeth.

Seeing his signature silly grin, the woman shook her head helplessly, turned around, and naturally focused her gaze on Yunping and the other three.

He immediately frowned, and his spiritual energy surged slightly within his body.

The next moment, the woman seemed to transcend space and suddenly appeared in front of the four of them.

Her sharp gaze swept across the four faces like a blade, and then her fiery red lips parted slightly.

“A junior cultivator at the Xuanmen stage, a junior cultivator who has just embarked on the path of cultivation, an ordinary person, and a little girl—I’m quite curious why you’ve come to this Dragon Bone Wasteland.”

"we are……"

Just as Ye Yuchan was about to speak, she was stopped by an ordinary person—Yun Ping.

He cleared his throat and, facing the woman's questioning expression, calmly said, "Uh, it's like this, we're from a small village around here. These two are my eldest and second eldest sisters. They just came back from cultivating at some sect. We were supposed to go out and have some fun, but somehow we ended up in this godforsaken place."

"Are there villages near Dragonbone Wasteland?" The woman frowned, scrutinizing Yunping.

Yunping chuckled, looking just like any other honest farm boy. "Yes, it's in this wasteland, somewhere in the southwest. It's quite far from the empire!"

"...Is that so?"

The woman gave Yun Ping a gloomy look, attempting to use a small portion of her spiritual energy to make the man in front of her waver.

But strangely, this person's eyes were particularly genuine, and he didn't seem to be lying.

As for whether there really was such a small village in the southwest of the Dragonbone Wasteland, she didn't know; she was just asking casually.

"Um, Master!"

Just as the woman had dismissed her doubts, Fang Yan's voice came over.

"Master, look at those four. The highest cultivation level among them is only at the Profound Gate stage. They definitely won't make it out of this Dragon Bone Wasteland alive. How about we... give them a ride?"

18. That Group

"Give them a ride?" The woman's expression immediately turned serious.

Dragon Bone Wasteland can definitely be called one of the most dangerous places in the Desolate Sky Domain. Those who can get out of here alive are either powerful cultivators with extremely high cultivation levels, or people with extremely high luck or top-grade magic weapons.

Otherwise, those raging dragon spirits, whose bodies have been dead for a long time, would never allow any living being to freely enter and leave this desolate land.

Bring this group along?

Undoubtedly, this will increase the probability of them getting into trouble, and at critical moments, they are very likely to become a burden or even a bad teammate. This kind of risk is not something that can be taken lightly.

But Fang Yan is her most important disciple and the most important person in their organization. The higher-ups have also given orders that Fang Yan has 50% control over this operation.

The remaining fifty percent is what she truly owns.

Before the woman could finish thinking, a dissenting voice rang out.

"Junior Brother Fang Yan, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

The person speaking was a man who maintained a constant smile and squinted his eyes.

Like Fang Yan and the woman, he also wore a brooch representing the empire on his chest.

Fang Yan turned his head and looked at the man. "Senior Brother Li, what do you mean by that?"

“You should know what I mean. This is the Dragonbone Wasteland, not a place you can come and go as you please. They stumbled into this place by mistake, and they can only blame their bad luck. We have our own mission and responsibilities, and there is absolutely no need to add to the risks for a few unrelated people.”

"Or have you forgotten what you said when you joined our organization?"

This attack undoubtedly struck Fang Yan's weak spot. He gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Yuchan and the others with resentment.

In his eyes, if he didn't take them with him, they would surely become victims of the dragon spirit's claws... With their strength, there was absolutely no way they could survive.

"Furthermore, Junior Brother Fang, you just killed a dragon spirit with your own hands. This means that the entire Dragon Bone Wasteland will now regard you, or rather, us, as enemies. With so many dragon spirits, even Master might not be able to handle them, let alone protect these people at the same time..."

Fang Yan was stunned upon hearing this, clenching his teeth as he struggled internally: "But, should we just leave them like this..."

"I agree with what that Senior Brother Li said."

The first to break the deadlock was that ordinary, unremarkable person.

Fang Yan stared at Yun Ping in disbelief, seemingly wanting to know exactly what he was talking about...

Agree with him? That would be tantamount to declaring your own death!

Even Senior Brother Li himself was taken aback, and he gave Yun Ping a meaningful smile.

Yunping shrugged helplessly and said calmly, "We don't know what special mission you have, but it's definitely not good to trouble others. This wasteland sounds quite dangerous... We don't want to be a burden to you. If we really encounter danger, it's fine if we die. But if we drag you down with us, that would be too bad."

"But if we're lucky, none of us will die..." Fang Yan still didn't give up.

Yunping gave a wry smile, thinking to himself that this kid was too kind-hearted. He continued, "Didn't you say that if we're lucky, if we're lucky, we might get out? It's okay, it's okay, don't panic. You go your way, we'll go ours. It's best if everyone stays safe and sound, don't you think?"

Fang Yan paused, wanting to speak, but didn't know what to say.

He could only open his mouth, staring blankly at Yunping.

He understood this principle, of course, but the problem was that he couldn't believe that someone would so readily refuse his help and then head towards certain death.

This doesn't make sense...

However, Yunping didn't care about such common sense or not; he was just too lazy to get involved with these people—he had a lot of secrets on his side, and the fewer people who knew them, the better.

Whether it's Ye Yuchan's "Thousand-Ren" technique, her magical artifacts, Yuan'er's double pupils, or Zhang Ruoxue's "Silent Moon"—these are all big secrets. Yun Ping is not unaware of the principle that a tall tree catches the wind, and he also knows that the source of all crimes is simply desire.

If the Empire takes notice of this, things will get tough from now on.

"Alright, stop talking!"

Finally, the woman shouted, ending everyone's conversation.