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Within the Extreme Heaven Domain.

Leaving aside the countless voids destroyed beyond the realm—due to that earth-shattering battle, the spatial laws of large areas outside the three heavenly realms were shaken or even damaged, which meant that it would take a long time to repair them.

Of course, this task was originally intended for Kunxuan, but this ancestor who had been worrying about it from beginning to end has now gone off to cause trouble somewhere unknown—at least that's what Hongmeng said.

After the great battle, Kunxuan mysteriously disappeared, leaving behind a huge mess for Hongmeng. He also left behind a seed containing a large amount of his own ancestral power. As for what that seed was, Hongmeng had no idea.

Hong Meng didn't really want to clean up this mess, but Kun Xuan was like a biological parent to him, and as his father's son, he dared not complain about his father's request.

The focus returns.

At this moment, the white-clad woman, bound by a pale golden rope and hanging in mid-air, had the words "stomach pain" written all over her face. After being dragged back from the void by Yun Ping, the old rogue stripped her naked from head to toe and then subjected her to a brutal beating. In the end, Ye Xuanqiu herself couldn't take it anymore and had no choice but to surrender.

She had no choice but to surrender. If she didn't beg for mercy, the old rogue might just slap her and her body would be reduced to ashes.

Although he is not yet dead, it will take an unknown amount of time before he can return to human form.

Most importantly, Ye Xuanqiu was inexplicably reluctant to part with her current physical body. It wasn't for any particular reason, but mainly because her current body... had large breasts.

Hmm, Ye Xuanqiu is afraid that if she rebuilds her physical body, she will become flat again.

—This subconscious thought shows that this girl didn't eliminate Ye Yuchan's part at all. Otherwise, she wouldn't have cared so much about her hard-won breasts from the very beginning.

Speaking of which, when they were fighting abroad, this woman seemed to be very unhappy with the old rogue's crazy chest-kicking behavior.

Seeing the gleaming Frost Blade that Fan Luokui was raising, Ye Xuanqiu couldn't help but twitch her lips and hurriedly shouted, "Husband, come quick! Your disciple is about to kill someone!!"

"You made them suffer so much, so what if they got slashed a couple of times?"

Inside the courtyard house.

Still sitting in his old rocking chair, wearing sunglasses, enjoying the warm sunlight falling from the distant horizon, holding a sugary drink in his left hand, the old rogue, who looked like he was on vacation, couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Anyway, your physical body is still at the Origin Ancestor level. Even if they cut you for a lifetime, they might not be able to scratch you."

After saying that, Yunping didn't forget to tell his precious disciples, "Don't worry, everyone. Go ahead and chop away. She's very healthy. If anyone wants to find a sparring partner or test the power of their moves, just go to her."

Ye Xuanqiu was stunned. Bound in the golden ropes formed from the power of the Origin Ancestor, she shouted angrily, "You can't play like this! You old beast, are you out of your mind?!"

Yunping remained silent in response, and even took a sip of soda with a faint smile.

That feeling was amazing.

On the other side, Fan Luokui and the others were different. Upon hearing that they could attack Ye Xuanqiu at will, the resentment that had accumulated over the years instantly erupted. In an instant, everyone present surrounded Ye Xuanqiu, and their eyes were all filled with ill intent.

Only Gu Wangjun—whose physical body had fully recovered and who had already become a saint—had no intention of attacking Ye Xuanqiu. At this moment, he was wearing an apron, holding a showerhead in his hand, and wearing a simple, silly smile on his face.

"Everyone, don't go too far. Although Ye Xuanqiu is a part of her, it is undeniable that she is also Yu Chan's junior sister."

"That's right!" At this point, Ye Xuanqiu suddenly began to acknowledge her identity, her face showing deep heartache: "Ye Yuchan was a fellow disciple of yours, after all. Looking at my face, which is exactly the same as hers, how could you bear to do this to me?"

As soon as he said that, Prince Gu added a sentence.

"What I mean is, everyone remember to be discreet when you're cutting her down, just don't damage my plants."

Ye Xuanqiu: "?"

In an instant, all sorts of strange spiritual energy spread throughout the area.

The dragon's oppressive aura swept around them, and Fan Luokui stared at Ye Xuanqiu, who was powerless to fight back, with a cold smile in her eyes.

Zhang Ruoxue clenched her fists, ready to begin the beating.

Even the demon queen aspect of Yuan'er began to emerge, her body radiating demonic energy, making the surrounding air extremely cold.

Upon seeing this, Ye Xuanqiu's face suddenly darkened, as if he had reverted to his previous supreme ancestor demeanor: "I am the ancestor who has existed since the beginning of time, having witnessed the rise and fall of the three great celestial domains, and having once controlled the supreme domain of void chaos. I am an existence that surpasses the twenty-one ultimates. If you are..."

Before she could finish speaking, swords, spears, and fists unleashed a frenzied barrage of attacks at her.

"Why don't you guys let me finish what I'm saying?! Don't hit my face, hey... don't hit my chest! Even though my body is immortal, it still hurts! My chest is so hard to stand up, don't let you smash it to pieces!"

"And Zhang Ruoxue, you shrew! It's one thing for others to slap you in the face or stomach, but why did you kick me in the groin? Even women feel pain!"

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, or I'll be beaten into an idiot..."

From the backyard of the courtyard house came the painful wails of a young girl.

In fact, even if Ye Xuanqiu stood there and let others beat her up, she wouldn't feel any pain. To the Origin Ancestors, their attacks were like a gentle breeze, causing no real harm.

But the old rogue learned a lot about the application of the power of the Origin Ancestor from Ye Xuanqiu. The golden Origin Ancestor Rope has the effect of amplifying pain several times. A gentle breeze can't hurt you, but we can amplify it into a typhoon, right?

This can be considered punishment for Ye Xuanqiu, who told her to cause trouble by thinking about reincarnating the world.

After Ye Xuanqiu received a severe beating, the old rogue casually called out and pulled the girl back along with the Golden Silk Ancestral Rope.

Ye Xuanqiu, who was suddenly pulled in front of Yun Ping, was still bound by ropes and suspended in mid-air.

"Do you realize your mistake?"

Ye Xuanqiu glanced at the old rogue who seemed to be on vacation, and felt a surge of anger rising in her heart. She shouted irritably, "What did I do wrong? I'm just pursuing immortality. Isn't resetting the world a good thing?"

"You don't actually think immortality is that interesting, do you?" Yun Ping looked at Ye Xuanqiu with a smile through his sunglasses.

"Isn't it interesting?" Ye Xuanqiu retorted. "What's the point of things that are fleeting?"

Faced with Ye Xuanqiu's question, Yun Ping simply smiled and asked:

"But what you call eternity is nothing more than countless fleeting moments of the past."

Ye Xuanqiu: "..."

"You're unwilling to let go of memories, yet you blindly believe that memories are meaningless. Your way of thinking is flawed. I think you're just putting yourself on too high a pedestal and overthinking things."

“My status is already very high,” Ye Xuanqiu muttered to herself.

"Don't get your hopes up. Right now, you're nothing more than a greedy, lustful fool who can only be hung up and beaten."

That makes sense.

—A male figure appeared in the shadows at some unknown time, echoing Yunping's words.

The man's clothes were pure black, with a sheen like armor. He glanced at Yun Ping with a faint smile, then looked at Ye Xuanqiu with a smile, and couldn't help but ask, "Is this considered domestic violence?"

“Yes, definitely…” Ye Xuanqiu was about to agree when she took a closer look at the man and her expression turned cold: “Black Dragon King? How come you… Oh, right, Black Abyss Emperor Bing has already gone back…”

"I just came to take a look around, and I brought a guest along."

Ye Xuanqiu blinked: "A guest?"

Yunping, of course, knew who the guest was. He rolled his eyes at this idiot and asked with a smile, "So, do you know you were wrong now?"

"No!" Ye Xuanqiu still held her head high with arrogance, her face clearly showing her displeasure: "I don't care, I'm definitely not wrong!"

Yun Ping chuckled twice, "Then tell me, are you Ye Xuanqiu or Ye Yuchan now?"

"Does it matter?" The woman in white scoffed. "It's just a name."

"Then I should at least give you a name, right?"

"Well... well..." Her cheeks inexplicably flushed, and her voice softened, "Just call me that like before... didn't you call me that when we were fighting outside before?"

Yunping chuckled and chose to play dumb: "I don't remember calling you anything. You know, I'm getting old, my memory isn't what it used to be."

"you……"

The woman in white glared angrily at Yunping: "What are you pretending for? You clearly called me 'old man' before..."

"What's your name?" Yunping asked with a smile.

Looking at the old rogue's smug face, Ye Xuanqiu angrily shouted, "Nothing!"

Yunping helplessly spread his hands, then casually waved them away, sending Ye Xuanqiu back to the backyard.

"Since there's nothing wrong, then keep taking the beating. Come back to me when you've repented."

"What?!" Ye Xuanqiu was stunned: "We're going to fight again?"

"You haven't even admitted your mistake, why should we let you off the hook?" Yunping's voice came from the courtyard: "By the way, Ruoxue, you can go a little harder. Although she is your master's wife, she is really tough."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ruoxue and the others all changed their expressions slightly.

The look in his eyes as he gazed at the white-clad woman hanging in the air inside the arena changed slightly.

"Is that so, Master's wife..."

Gu Wangjun savored the title with great interest, his smile remaining as honest and simple as ever.

Upon hearing this unique address, Ye Xuanqiu couldn't help but smile, her demeanor instantly becoming arrogant as she looked down at the crowd with disdain: "Did you hear that? I'm your master's wife. If you lay a hand on me, that's treason, a serious matter..."

Before he could finish speaking...

All the magical artifacts from the Yuntian Academy fell on her at once.

The backyard was filled with cheerful sounds and a festive atmosphere. Yuan'er even took out the zither that Yun Ping had recently made for her and started playing "Good Luck".

The atmosphere at the entire Yuntian Academy was like celebrating the New Year; it was incredibly joyful.

The old rogue in the courtyard chuckled, ignoring the matter of his apprentice and wife, and instead muttered something softly to the empty space in front of him.

"Alright, you've been here for so long, what are you doing just standing there looking? Come on in and have a seat."

He finished speaking.

Suddenly, a figure sat down at the stone table next to Yunping.

The simply dressed young man sat gently beside Yun Ping. His appearance was so quiet that even the Black Dragon King standing behind Yun Ping could not detect any trace of his arrival.

Even he only knew that he would come.

"Is that all?" The young man wore a faint, unchanging smile, gently tapping the stone table with his right hand. "However, there are still some things I don't quite understand."

"What don't you understand?" Yunping asked with a smile after taking a sip of soda.

"You and I could have had a wider world, explored the mysteries beyond, seen what else existed beyond this world, and glimpsed the truth of the world... even, we could have broken free from this cage called the world and become its rulers."

The words uttered by the young man were enough to shake the world, yet his tone was unusually calm, as if he were not exaggerating.

He looked at Yunping curiously and asked, "Why are you unwilling?"

"Because I'm lazy."

"..."

Looking at the young man with his brows furrowed, Yunping couldn't help but tease him: "Compared to being some kind of world ruler or something, I much prefer sitting here, drinking soda, basking in the sun, listening to my Yuan'er play the zither, and watching my wife get beaten up by my disciples."

"But one day, all of this will pass away, and you and your apprentice will inevitably grieve."

"and then?"

Yunping countered, “The connection between people can be passed down. Perhaps one day I will not hear Yuan’er’s zither music, but I will remember her music and pass on her skills and her past from generation to generation. Of course, this inheritance may be interrupted in the middle, but that will definitely be because I die. As long as I am alive, the inheritance of this dilapidated academy will not be interrupted.”