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

Compared to Ye Yuchan, our other female apprentice is much more obedient.

Zhang Ruoxue didn't carry anything with her. She went in alone and came out with only a sword.

The sword's design appeared rather simple, the only noteworthy feature being the full moon engraved on the hilt. It was probably chosen because the full moon matched the cultivation technique she practiced, "Silent Moon."

Chu Xin and Fang Yan didn't take anything with them; instead, they kept taking out a thick notebook and writing something down.

—As expected of a historian, when faced with so many precious treasures, the first thing he did was to record them!

What a dedicated duo!

After obtaining a considerable amount of information, the two were still not satisfied, especially Chu Xin. With her eyes shining, she rushed to Xiao Hei, pulled out a thick notebook, and opened it to a blank page.

"Lord Black Dragon King, I have a question for you!"

“I told you, you humans don’t need to call me king,” Xiao Hei corrected Chu Xin’s address to it again. “Just call me Jueying.”

"Jueying...sir."

"Well, just ask whatever you want. You're a member of the Chu family, and I have some connection with your ancestor, Chu Lantian. I'll try my best to answer your questions."

"Good good!"

Chu Xin would never have imagined that she would benefit from her ancestor's good fortune this time.

However, now that she's here, she's definitely not going to let this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity slip by.

The most crucial question they wanted to ask, which was also the ultimate purpose of their trip, was to ask questions.

"Lord Jueying, what I want to know is the reason for the formation of the Dragon Bone Wasteland more than five hundred years ago! Not about Emperor Wen Xuanlei killing so many dragons in the Blackwater Abyss, but about why Emperor Wen did it?"

Why are you asking me this? Ask him!

Xiao Hei resolutely stretched out its dragon claw and pointed at Yun Ping.

Yunping was too lazy to bother with this. He reached out and scooped Lin Yuan out of the black pool, saying irritably, "Go away, stop making a fuss. They're asking you. Go and tell them yourself."

"Hey hey hey..."

Xiao Hei gave a couple of nonsensical sneers, then immediately straightened his posture in front of Chu Xin.

"The disaster that happened more than 500 years ago was ultimately because of my younger brother, Jue An."

"He contracted a strange illness for some special reason. The most prominent feature of this illness is that he would fall into an endless madness. Even I could not completely eradicate this madness and could only let it develop. At this time, thanks to Emperor Wen Xuan Lei's intervention, this huge disaster did not endanger the entire Desolate Heaven Domain."

"But why did so many dragons die? According to you, could it be that the crazed dragon that went berserk and killed its own companions?"

"No." Xiao Hei shook his head, a look of recollection gradually appearing in his eyes. "I remember those compatriots, they should all have died at the hands of Emperor Wen."

"Huh?" Chu Xin was taken aback, not understanding what this meant.

This is a perfectly natural phenomenon.

Xiao Hei looked at Chu Xin with a wry smile and explained to her what she didn't understand: "In fact, that kind of almost chaotic madness is contagious."

"Contagious?!" Upon hearing this, Chu Xin understood.

"Yes. I didn't notice my brother Jue An's condition at first, but before I knew it, that terrible madness spread like a plague throughout the Blackwater Abyss. By the time I realized it, most of the black dragons had already fallen into madness."

A scene of chaotic dragons flashed through Chu Xin's mind: countless frenzied dragons spewing destructive dragon breath, wildly tearing the wings of their former companions with their claws, and piercing the throats of their brethren with their sharp teeth.

That must have been an exceptionally bloody and cruel scene.

"After discussing with me, Emperor Wen Xuanlei decided to kill these compatriots who had fallen into madness, and at the same time forged an iron chain called the Demon-Binding Lock to bind the source of that madness—my younger brother."

"After that, the Dragonbone Wasteland came into being, and in order to prevent this madness from spreading, we buried the entire Blackwater Abyss. Until my brother's madness disappears, the Blackwater Abyss will never reappear in the world."

But now his younger brother Jue An has broken through the seal of the Demon-Binding Lock. Although it has never had the idea of ​​leaving the Far East Snowfield and instead lingers on the top of the frozen snow mountain, it is still a deadly threat.

Xiao Hei chose not to say this aloud.

This is the whole story.

These words deeply shocked Chu Xin.

This is almost the complete opposite of the legendary conflict between Emperor Wen and the Black Dragon King. Emperor Wen killed so many dragons out of good intentions.

"I never expected this, I really never expected this." Chu Xin's eyes widened, her fingers writing furiously on the text as she shouted to Fang Yan beside her, "Fang Yan, don't just stand there, come and help me take notes!"

"Ah... okay, okay!!"

Having obtained so much information, Fang Yan was overjoyed. He immediately rushed over to help his master, Chu Xin, record the history that Xiao Hei had just mentioned.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Hei couldn't help but smile faintly. His conversation with Chu Xin reminded him of the time he spent with Chu Lantian.

It was a very long time ago, but a very beautiful time.

"So, you two can stay here for now. After a while, Xiao Hei will send you away. With his status and position, commanding the dragon spirits of Dragonbone Wasteland is not a difficult task for him."

On the other side, Yun Ping had already pulled Lin Yuan out of the water. At this moment, the burning sensation in the little girl's body had disappeared, the meridians that should not have appeared had vanished, and her life force was becoming more and more vigorous.

Chu Xin suddenly stopped what she was doing and turned around in surprise: "You...are you leaving?"

"Yes, there's a place I absolutely have to go."

"...Is that so?" Chu Xin hesitated for half a second, then a determined look slowly appeared on her beautiful face. She mustered her courage and looked directly into Yun Ping's unfathomable eyes: "I have a question I want to ask you!"

"Ask." Yunping's answer was concise.

Chu Xin was taken aback for a second by the young man's decisive reply, having anticipated being rejected. Then, an excited smile spread across her face.

"Um, what I wanted to ask was... what was your relationship with my ancestors... and with Chu Lantian...?"

"And that kid..."

Yunping lowered his head and thought for a while.

His usually placid lips suddenly curled upwards, and memories of the past began to surface in his mind like a relaxing movie.

Hey Lao Yun, if you keep pushing yourself like this, you might die young!

[Short-lived my foot! I'm an immortal who lives as long as heaven and earth, and I'm destined to become the second immortal of all time. I don't care about life and death. If you're not convinced, then fight me!]

[What, you don't believe my fortune-telling skills? I've already figured it out. If you keep cultivating immortality so desperately, you'll definitely be in your grave in a few decades.]

Hey, you little brat, you're cursing me? I told you I won't die young, you don't believe me? Fine, let's make a bet, whoever loses is the other's grandson.

"Alright, but watch out, I've never lost in my life."

[Coincidentally, I didn't have any either. Just consider it me taking you as my grandson.]

"Sure, let's see who dies first, shall we?"

That fortune teller probably never foresaw his own death, did he?

Of course, it's also possible... he actually already figured it out, but just didn't want to say it.

Who knows?

Yunping didn't want to think about it anymore.

The recollection ends here.

A rare, genuine smile appeared on Yunping's cheeks as he spoke to Chuxin with a joyful expression.

"Chu Lantian..."

"He is my grandson."

34. Martial arts techniques...

After saying goodbye to Chu Xin, who was completely bewildered and wondering how she should address Yun Ping, Yun Ping and the others left Blackwater Abyss.

Although the Blackwater Pool temporarily suppressed the restless double pupils within Lin Yuan's body, this was ultimately just a stopgap measure, a method that only addressed the symptoms, not the root cause.

According to Xiao Hei, if we want to truly understand the truth, we probably have to go to the Northern Ice Palace.

Once you get there, ask Yin Hanxuebing for details.

However, Blackwater Abyss is still some distance from the Northern Ice Palace in the very center of the Far Eastern Snowfield, and requires passing straight through a forest of needle snow. There's no other way; the four little flying chickens are still fast asleep in their storage rings, and their earlier roar must have caused considerable damage to their souls.

As for Xiao Hei's younger brother, who is no longer bound by the Demon-Binding Lock, Yunping doesn't have a particularly good solution for him at the moment.

Killing it would certainly solve the problem once and for all—but Xiao Hei would definitely not be happy about it, after all, it was his only relative, which was the fundamental reason why Yun Ping only sealed it away more than 500 years ago instead of sending it directly to hell.

So this mess is quite troublesome. After discussing it with Xiao Hei for a while, the two decided to suppress it for the time being.

At the very least, it should be locked up within the Dragonbone Wasteland, and any dragons should be strictly forbidden from contacting it.

It will only be sealed inside once Yunping or Xiaohei finds a sealing object that can replace the Demon-Binding Lock.

After all, the Demon-Binding Lock was forged with the power of the ultimate. Even if Yun Ping was once the all-powerful Emperor Wen, this ultimate power was not something that could be obtained so easily.

So we still need to go to the Ice Palace; there might be some crucial clues there.

But before that—

"Raise your arm a little higher, straighten it, don't bend it. When you first start learning, you must lean your body so that you can draw the bow with more force and shoot the arrow more accurately."

—Yunping needs to solve the problem of Ye Yuchan's archery skills first.

A girl dressed as a maid stood in the bleak, cold wind, with countless thorny trees on her side. Her wavering black eyes tried hard to reflect the figure of the monster in front of her, and the silver bowstring trembled with the slight tremor of her fingertips.

"Aim at its **, yes, that bright and beautiful little flower! Then fire!"

call out!

A silver light pierced the frigid air, penetrating the falling snowflakes.

Resembling a wild boar, this enormous beast, standing as tall as two people when upright, with scarlet tusks, crouched down, savoring the Star Leaf Grass that had finally been born in the Far Eastern Snowfield.

The next second, as it bites the sweet herb by the roots and sucks it into its mouth, a heart-wrenching, excruciating pain seeps into its body from a certain part of it, instantly sweeping through its entire body.

"Awoooooo!!"

The screams of pain, born from unbearable agony, reached a level of unbearable deafness.

However, what sounded like an ear-ripping scream was a pleasure to Ye Yuchan, because she had shot the arrow with incredible precision.

Before she could enjoy her moment for long, the monster, its genitals ripped out, glared with blood-red eyes and turned around in a rage. Its pair of sharp, blood-red fangs were aimed at Ye Yuchan, who was holding the bow. With a powerful leap, it charged forward like a cannonball.

Ye Yuchan was startled, but she didn't panic. Instead, she raised her arm again and drew back the bowstring: "This magical beast... is faster than I imagined."

"Isn't that obvious?" Yunping chimed in casually, "You'd get blown up, and you'd be faster than the person who hit you, believe it or not?"

"Can we not talk about such disgusting topics?"