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

Hu Xiaolin probably understood this as well, and immediately stopped talking about it.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became somewhat serious.

To be honest, Yunping didn't really like this kind of atmosphere—he'd been through it far too many times.

He glanced at Yu Bai Niao lying to one side. Her delicate, snow-white skin looked especially alluring under her thin purple gauze dress, particularly her slightly open mouth in her sleep, which was truly mouthwatering.

Yun Ping smiled faintly and glanced at Hu Xiaolin with a teasing look: "Hey uncle, have you ever thought about getting another wife? I think this Bai Niao girl is pretty good."

Hu Xiaolin blushed, and he couldn't help but look at Yu Bai Niao, a look of loneliness suddenly flashing in his eyes.

Coming to her senses, she shook her head at Yunping, "My benefactor, let's not joke like that. Bai Niao... should have a better candidate."

"But she really likes you, what's wrong? You can't accept it because of the age difference?"

Hu Xiaolin gave a wry smile upon hearing this, and smiled noncommittally, "These birds are about the same size as my daughter, Hu Yangliu. To be honest, I'm a little hesitant to kill them."

"Why are you panicking!"

Yunping glanced at Hu Xiaolin disdainfully, "It's obvious you're a coward when it comes to relationships. What's an age problem? Some people can even overcome gender barriers. What are you afraid of with this little age difference?"

"No... I think Bai Niao is about the same age as my daughter." Hu Xiaolin quickly defended himself, "Looking at her always reminds me of my daughter... My benefactor, just think about it, if this were to happen, wouldn't I be..."

"It feels like dating your own daughter, doesn't it?"

Yunping helped Hu Xiaolin get the words he couldn't say out loud.

Hu Xiaolin nodded awkwardly; that was indeed what he meant.

However, Yunping still didn't give up. Adulthood is a very interesting thing: "You can't say that. In any case, Bai Niao and your daughter are different. I think that, regardless of age or status, if the two are really suitable and really like each other, then nothing can stop them."

At this point, Yunping paused.

He wanted to add one more thing—except for life and death.

But after thinking about it, I think it's better not to say those words now.

Hu Xiaolin listened to Yun Ping's words, scratched his head, and finally could only sigh.

"I will make the decision myself, so please don't trouble yourself."

"Alright, the final choice is still yours."

Yunping knew this matter couldn't be rushed, so he could only remind him again.

"In short, just remember, age is not a problem, status is not a problem, that's all."

He had just finished saying that.

dong dong...

The sound of a heavy object rolling to the ground.

Yunping and Hu Xiaolin both focused their gaze on the wooden door not far away; clearly, the sound was coming from inside.

Yunping felt slightly strange, because this was Ye Yuchan's room.

He used his divine sense to scan inside and found that Ye Yuchan was lying on the ground wrapped in a blanket.

“This silly girl…” Yunping laughed helplessly.

Seeing Yunping's appearance, Hu Xiaolin couldn't help but ask, "My benefactor, what happened inside?"

"Nothing's wrong." Looking at Ye Yuchan's appearance, Yun Ping hesitated for a moment before saying, "She probably fell off the bed. It's nothing, don't bother with her."

"Oh oh oh..."

As Hu Xiaolin said this, he glanced meaningfully at Ye Yuchan's door.

Unfortunately, no one knew that the girl was blushing and burying her head in the blanket at that very moment.

Age is not a problem...

Identity is not an issue...

Hehe...hehehehe...

The girl, who had already started imagining a little drama in her mind, suddenly laughed.

61. Old Yun, the human trafficker

next morning.

When Ye Yuchan appeared in front of Zhang Ruoxue with those dark panda eyes, Zhang Ruoxue was really startled.

"Yu Chan, what's wrong with your eyes... Did you stay up all night?!"

"It's nothing." Ye Yuchan shook her head. "I was thinking about some things, but it's nothing."

—Even if you beat her to death, she would never tell you that she spent the whole night thinking about her little skit with Yunping yesterday...that's why she was so excited she couldn't sleep.

Who could say such a thing? It's so embarrassing!

But when Ye Yuchan noticed Zhang Ruoxue, she was also startled.

"Ruoxue, what's wrong with your eyes...?"

"Don't even mention it..."

Zhang Ruoxue had large dark circles under her eyes, clearly looking like she hadn't slept well.

"I drank a lot of alcohol yesterday, and I got too excited. Then I saw the way the teacher looked, and I spent most of the night thinking about the teacher."

"You're thinking about that old scoundrel too?!"

Ye Yuchan's heart skipped a beat, and her gaze toward Zhang Ruoxue became exceptionally complicated.

Yeah, that old rogue Yunping is so good at flirting, he might have already secretly flirted with Zhang Ruoxue without her knowing!

Could it be that Ruoxue... has also fallen for this old rogue?

……wrong!

What do you mean by "I like him too"? Who the hell likes that kind of person?

cough cough...

I don't like him, I just care about him a little.

Zhang Ruoxue rolled her eyes at her, "Don't you want to?"

"...I do want to, but... in what aspect are you referring to?" Ye Yuchan tentatively probed the edge of romance.

"What else could it be?" Zhang Ruoxue rubbed her sore eyes. "It's about my identity, of course."

……

So it's about identity again.

You scared me!

Ye Yuchan breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, Ruoxue probably hasn't fallen for that old rogue yet.

But thinking about it, it makes sense; I was just like that when I first became interested in Yunping…

"Yu Chan," Zhang Ruoxue looked at her best friend and senior sister seriously, "tell me properly, who exactly is our teacher?"

Hmm... this problem really feels very familiar.

I think I've asked myself that question many times.

Recalling the tone of a certain old rogue, Ye Yuchan coughed twice, mimicking that guy's manner, and grinned, "If I said he was Emperor Wen, would you believe me?"

“Emperor Wen…” Unexpectedly, Zhang Ruoxue didn’t notice Ye Yuchan’s role-playing at all, and didn’t even bother to complain: “I think it’s unlikely. Everyone saw the scene of Emperor Wen’s death five hundred years ago. Moreover, if Emperor Wen hadn’t died, this world, which was bathed in the blood of Emperor Wen and the Ancestor, would not have been able to enter the Lingze Era.”

“That’s true…” Ye Yuchan pouted. Indeed, this was also a question in her mind.

The beginning of the Lingze Era was due to a great battle between Emperor Wen and the two ancestors. The blood of these three powerful beings was scattered throughout the three heavenly domains, causing all living things to revive.

This is how the Lingze Era came about.

However, there is another possibility—

"Perhaps Emperor Wen faked his death, or perhaps the essence of blood that nourishes heaven and earth actually came from the two ancestors?"

“I’m not quite sure about that either…” Zhang Ruoxue lowered her head, carefully considering the possibility Ye Yuchan mentioned. “According to what you’re saying, it is indeed possible.”

"However, there is one thing, Teacher's character... well, it doesn't quite match what I've heard about Emperor Wen."

Ye Yuchan agreed with this statement; they were completely different!

He was regarded by countless young girls as the most handsome, powerful, and charming idol in their hearts. There were so many girls who wanted to follow Emperor Wen and have him entangled in bed together that they could fill hundreds of cities.

And what about Lao Yun? He's a complete scoundrel!

thump—

As they were speaking, the wooden door was pushed open completely.

A young man dressed in white walked in with a nonchalant expression and a smile.

"Oh, everyone's taking a break?"

Here it comes, the scoundrel is here.

Upon seeing Yunping, the words she had heard the previous night echoed in Ye Yuchan's ears, causing her cheeks to flush red and her whole body to look as if she had a fever.

She quickly turned around, leaving behind the words, "I...I'm going to wash my face."

"Wash your face?" Zhang Ruoxue blinked. "Didn't you just wash your face?"

"I have a habit of showering two or three times a day!"

"But why haven't I seen you before..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ye Yuchan darted into her room.

The two people left in the hall stared at each other blankly.

A moment later, Yunping looked at his female disciple curiously: "Ruoxue, what's wrong with this girl?"

"I'm not quite sure either, maybe there's something on my face."

As Zhang Ruoxue spoke, she pointed to a large sack, bigger than a person, that Yunping was carrying on his shoulder.

Just as I was about to ask what this thing was, the huge sack suddenly started to flutter.