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

Shengxue's skin seemed to be naturally flawless, and her slender, beautiful legs, even more stunning than her own, drew captivating arcs in the air with each step she took. Her delicate face seemed to drip with moisture, and beneath her black skirt, glimpses of what drove men wild were the secrets that haunted her.

The man walked up to the cloud-like surface, his lips slightly pursed, his brows revealing both arrogance and amazement. His entire being exuded an unparalleled air, an aura that was not deliberately displayed but rather naturally generated in every movement.

This is a mature and powerful woman, a queen-level goddess.

However, Yunping reached out and poked that pink cheek, his face beaming with a lewd and grotesque smile.

"Come, come, let's get acquainted. This is your second senior brother, Jiang Yuetian. Of course, he's a real..."

The next second, Yunping grabbed Jiang Yuetian's skirt and, to her surprise, lifted it up.

In an instant, the view under the skirt was fully revealed to everyone.

Ye Yuchan, who was standing directly opposite Jiang Yuetian, also saw something strange on the black lace panties.

"man."

It was as if a bomb had exploded directly inside her heart; Ye Yuchan's mind went blank.

She saw... something she shouldn't have seen.

This is also her precious first time!!

She blushed and looked at Yunping, who was laughing. The more she looked, the angrier she became. In her anger and embarrassment, she clenched her fist and swung it at Yunping.

"You bastard..."

"Give me some space, you idiot teacher!!!"

boom!

Before the little pink fist could touch Yun Ping, a fierce hurricane swept across Ye Yuchan's face.

A terrifying aura that shook the heavens surged forth from Jiang Yuetian like waves. He looked down at the white-clad figure that had been smashed into the floor, and expressionlessly raised his foot.

--roar.

The impact wave transformed into a gale that whipped up Ye Yuchan's clothes. The girl stared in disbelief at the ground that had suddenly collapsed into a five-meter-deep crater, speechless.

This force is beyond what a cultivator of her level could achieve; even the elders of her former sect probably couldn't do it. Just this simple and brutal kick has already reached the peak of the Transformation stage.

As the storm subsided, Jiang Yuetian looked at Yunping, who was embedded in the ground, with disdain. Her eyes, filled with a kind of disgust as if she were looking at an insect, shot out from her majestic gaze, causing Ye Yuchan, who was not far away, to tremble.

So strong, really so strong, just like a Valkyrie on the battlefield... oops! A Valkyrie on the battlefield!

What surprised Ye Yuchan even more was a man who had been driven into the ground.

"Damn it, all I did was lift your skirt, you little brat! We're all men, what are you so shy about? Or have you developed feelings for women while wearing women's clothes? Do you really think of yourself as a girl?"

Yunping climbed out of the pit, shook the dust off his clothes as if nothing had happened, and teased Jiang Yuetian with a cheeky grin.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuetian suddenly blushed and avoided Yun Ping's gaze.

"I do not have."

"Hey, don't be shy. I know cross-dressing can be addictive. It's okay, your teacher will raise you like a girl."

I said I didn't!

"Just admit it. Everyone's known you like cross-dressing for a long time now, so admitting you like cross-dressing isn't a big deal."

"I don't!"

Jiang Yuetian shouted and opened his powerful and domineering palm, slashing at the old bastard in front of him.

Suddenly, the wind and waves stopped, and a seemingly delicate hand rested on Jiang Yuetian's wrist.

Without a roar or a strong wind, the surging and violent spiritual energy within Jiang Yuetian's body suddenly vanished.

It was as if he had never made a move.

Ye Yuchan stared intently at the point where the two hands met, but even with her level of cultivation and understanding, she couldn't discern what had happened.

Jiang Yuetian got angry and slashed down with his palm, but Yunping grabbed his wrist and ended the fight.

It's as if nothing happened.

Yunping remained calm, as if it were just an ordinary meal.

"Alright, alright, I won't lift your skirt next time. Don't be so angry, getting angry will cause wrinkles."

After saying that, he brushed Jiang Yuetian's hand away, looked at Jiang Yuetian who was still clearly angry, and chuckled.

"Alright, alright, let's stop fooling around. I came here firstly to show you your junior sister, and secondly to tell you about today's training program."

Upon hearing the words "training program," the five men's solemn faces contorted in disbelief, their expressions filled with reluctance.

Yunping saw through what the little ones were thinking and said.

"You guys are so naive and simple-minded. I finally managed to recruit... I mean, I brought back a new apprentice, so of course I have to make you happy."

"You just said 'steal,' right?" Ye Yuchan's face darkened.

Yun Ping quickly stepped back, ignoring Ye Yuchan's questioning, and instead pulled out a ball from his pocket that was even bigger than his palm.

The moment the ball came out, both Ye Yuchan and the other five were stunned.

The five people were pleasantly surprised, but Ye Yuchan was terrified.

Because she recognized the ball...

Yunping twisted the ball in his hand, making it spin rapidly between his fingertips.

"Teacher, teacher, the training program you mentioned wouldn't be..."

One of the thin male disciples rubbed his hands together, staring excitedly at the constantly spinning ball.

Yunping nodded in response.

"That's right, let's do it together today..."

"Let's play basketball!"

5. Take this! My windmill dunk!!

Even without using her brain, just by thinking with her lower body, Ye Yuchan knew that the basketball in Yun Ping's hand was no ordinary basketball. With that kind of quality, it might be okay for a mortal to play with, but thrown into a group of cultivators, tsk tsk tsk...

Not to brag, but Ye Yuchan could flatten ten basketballs with one slap.

They're more like whack-a-mole than basketball players.

But when she took the ball from Yunping's hand, she turned it over and over for a few minutes without discovering any secrets that ordinary people could not find in the ball. So she simply used her true energy to gently pat it.

Then the ball exploded, leaving not a trace.

Ye Yuchan was dumbfounded. This basketball really was just a ball... with nothing inside?

What kind of runes or formations could you at least put some on? She, a mere cultivator in the Xuanmen stage, could easily destroy them. How could a powerful cultivator like Jiang Yuetian in the Huafeng stage possibly play with them?

Ye Yuchan, still reeling from the shock of the wrecked basketball, noticed five disciples, including Jiang Yuetian, excitedly carrying the ball and taking a ring from Yunping.

This ring is a traditional feature of the cultivation world: a spatial storage ring. It's a common item in Xianxia novels. Ye Yuchan has seen quite a few since she transmigrated here, and she's long been numb to seeing storage rings.

But when she saw what everyone was taking out of their storage rings, she couldn't hold back any longer.

"Holy crap, this...Iron Man?"

Although their appearance differed somewhat from a certain superhero in her memory, the armor covering the five people's bodies still gave Ye Yuchan a sense of déjà vu.

As soon as he finished speaking, the burly young man turned his angular, square face and looked at her with surprise.

"Junior Sister, how do you know the name of this set of immortal armor? Have you seen this before?"

"No, no, no, I... I've never seen it, but... um, I heard my teacher mention it! Yes, I heard him say it!"

Ye Yuchan quickly used Yun Ping as a shield, and also gave him a strange look.

It means—you old bastard, how can you make anything? Next, are you going to make a potion that turns your whole body green and makes you bigger?

Yun Ping didn't pay much attention to Ye Yuchan's gaze, just chuckled twice, and then took out a... well, a basketball court from his storage ring, and threw it out, where it landed in the front yard.

So... they really want to play ball?

Immortal cultivators don't meditate and cultivate immortality at home, nor do they consume rare and precious herbs; instead, they dominate the basketball court... Just imagining this scene is wonderful.

Yunping waved his hand and pointed elegantly at the basket.

Go on, go chase your basketball dreams!

"Oh oh oh-"

The five players charged toward the basket like they were on steroids.

Watching them, clad in armor, charging forward as if into battle, Ye Yuchan carefully approached Yun Ping and glanced at his undeniably handsome profile.

She nudged Yunping and lowered her voice.

"Hey, what are you doing? That basketball is just a regular basketball, and your court is just a regular court. Aren't you afraid they'll smash your yard with a dunk later?"

"Huh?" Yun Ping raised an eyebrow, his face full of displeasure. "Are you questioning whether my eighth final revision, which I absolutely refuse to change, is some kind of dog-like, barking version of the Spirit Suppression Mech?"

Ye Yuchan looked at him with a gloomy expression. "It was alright at first, but after hearing your name, I'm starting to have some doubts."

After speaking, she paused for a moment, then finally voiced the thoughts that were on her mind.

"But what is that spirit energy suppression mech you mentioned used for?"

Yunping glanced at her coldly, a mocking look creeping onto his face.

"Little girl, did you fail your Chinese exam? It's exactly what it sounds like: a device that can suppress the user's spiritual energy."

"Of course I know! But be more specific, what exactly is it used for?!"

"It's from training."

train?

Ye Yuchan had never heard of a method of training by suppressing spiritual energy in her life. After Yun Ping's explanation, she was even more confused.

"What do you mean? How do we train?"

"Can't you see for yourself?"

"..."

Ye Yuchan blinked and looked in the direction Yun Ping was looking, and just then she saw Jiang Yuetian holding a basketball and facing off against the burly young man.