As soon as Yun Helan spoke, the noisy Juying Hall became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Several elders strongly disapproved of Yan Qing and Xuan Ming's plan to take on disciples.

After all, there's only a month left until the initiation ceremony. If they take on personal disciples now, how will they attract talented disciples later?

Moreover, judging from Yan Qing and Xuan Ming's intentions, they don't seem to plan to test the spiritual roots of these two people and want to become their disciples directly. How can this be allowed?

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Yun Helan thought she had said something wrong, so she stepped forward and hugged Yun Wanyan's arm and said coquettishly, "Mother, why aren't you saying anything?"

Little did they know, Yun Wanyan was still in shock.

There's no other reason than that Yun Qing and her mother look so alike.

Yun Wanyan's father was a recognized powerhouse in the cultivation world. He founded the Yuntian Sect single-handedly and developed it into the number one sect in the cultivation world. Therefore, everyone respectfully called him Sect Master Yun.

However, there are many different opinions about this powerful person's partner, because no one in the cultivation world has ever seen Yun Wanyan's mother.

Some say she abandoned her husband and children, while others say she was just an ordinary person who turned to dust at a young age.

Many people scoff at the second argument.

Because in the cultivation world, there are many ways to prolong life. Even mortals with no cultivation can live to be hundreds of years old by accumulating elixirs and maintaining their youthful appearance.

Therefore, as long as Sect Master Yun is willing, his wife will live to this day without any problem. If we had known, Yun Wanyan would only have just turned one hundred years old this year.

But only Yun Wanyan knew that both arguments actually made sense.

Her mother was an ordinary mortal, yet she possessed a face that would make even the most celestial beings in the cultivation world feel ashamed of their own.

At that time, the Cloud Sect Master was a young man who had just established his foundation. On his first journey, he met his mother in the mortal realm.

As the poem says: "A single meeting of golden wind and jade dew surpasses countless encounters in the mortal world."

A young genius and a stunning beauty fell irrevocably in love the moment they met.

Despite overcoming many obstacles, the two successfully married and had children.

However, as Yun Wanyan grew up, irreconcilable conflicts erupted in this happy family.

Madam Yun was a rebellious young lady from a prominent family; otherwise, she wouldn't have married the Yun Sect Leader, who was hiding his identity.

Upon learning that Sect Master Yun was a cultivator, she remained indifferent, seemingly not happy that her husband was a cultivator.

Later, when the Yun Sect Master wanted to bring them back to the cultivation world, as expected, he was met with fierce opposition from Madam Yun, who was unwilling to step into the cultivation world.

No matter how much the Sect Leader Yun tried to persuade or plead, or even threatened Yun Wanyan's future, she remained unmoved.

“My husband, you don’t need to try to convince me. I’m very satisfied with my life now. What you’re talking about—eternal youth and immortality—is far less appealing to me than the passing of spring and autumn in this world.”

Madam Yun was a wise and open-minded woman, whose temperament was no less than that of a cultivator.

The sect leader used to adore this magnanimity, but now he hates it.

He wanted to be with her forever, but she didn't want to.

What she loved was the beauty of human life, the blooming and fading of flowers, and growing old together, not the long, boring, and monotonous cultivation of the immortal realm.

In the end, the Yun Sect Master compromised in the standoff between the two.

After Yun Wanyan came of age, he sent her to the Yun family to be raised by his father. He, on the other hand, lived like an ordinary mortal, accompanying Madam Yun through the mundane days of daily life until she passed away.

In a sense, Madam Yun did abandon them, but Yun Wanyan didn't resent her. She simply stood by her own principles.

It is truly remarkable that a frail woman could overcome her fear of birth, aging, sickness, and death and live her whole life as she pleased.

At this moment, looking at Yun Qing in front of her, Yun Wanyan seemed to see her mother who had been gone for many years.

Equally beautiful, equally fragile, but their eyes shone with an extraordinary brightness, as if burning with an inextinguishable flame.

Yun Wanyan was momentarily confused: Are all mortal women so full of vitality?

Seeing that her mother was ignoring her, Yun Helan followed her gaze.

It turned out to be a young girl with blond hair, but she was quite pretty, which made Yun Helan feel a subtle jealousy.

Despite her parents being renowned handsome men and beautiful women in the cultivation world, why is she only considered pretty? Even her own brother, who shares the same mother, is far more attractive than her.

To outsiders, this unfamiliar little girl looks more like her mother's daughter.

In an attempt to win back Yun Wanyan's attention, Yun Helan shook her arm: "Mother, what's wrong? Why aren't you paying attention to your daughter? Did someone complain to you?"

Yun Wanyan's thoughts were interrupted. She turned to look at Yun Helan, then pursed her lips and remained silent.

She wasn't actually close to her daughter. For some reason, ever since her daughter was born, she had become distant, as if some important treasure had been stolen from her.

Her relationship with her husband became distant, as did her relationship with her son and daughter. Apart from cultivation, she had no interest in anything else.

It wasn't until she saw Yun Qing today that Yun Wanyan felt a long-lost emotional fluctuation.

Yan Qing had always been indulgent towards Yun Helan, and when he saw her clinging to Yun Wanyan and acting coquettishly, he smiled slightly.

But when he thought about his wife's attitude toward their two children, his mood became heavy again. He couldn't understand how a mother could not care about her children at all.

Fortunately, Hezhi and Helan were both very sensible and did not cause any rift between them and their wives because of this.

Yan Qing walked over, patted Yun Helan's head, pointed at Yun Qing and said to her, "How about I take this little girl as my disciple and make her your junior sister?"

"What?" Upon hearing his words, Yun Helan's voice suddenly became sharp, and her face showed a hint of ferocity.

The words "junior sister" undoubtedly struck a nerve with her. Although Yun Helan appeared lively, she had always harbored some inferiority complex.

Because she inherited neither her parents' talents nor their beauty.

They don't even receive much love from their parents.

As for Yun Wanyan, she was indifferent to everyone.

Although Yan Qing seemed to spoil her, he clearly put far more effort into Yun Hezhi than he did into her.

Moreover, as the sect leader, he has many daily affairs and doesn't have much time to spend with his family.

Therefore, Yun Helan's only source of pride was her title as the most favored junior sister of the Yuntian Sect.

Although she knew that the senior brothers and sisters in the sect did not dote on her out of affection, but only because of her status as the sect leader's daughter, she did not care.

Even if they secretly dislike her, on the surface they still have to act as caring senior brothers and sisters to their junior sister.

Yun Helan even somewhat enjoyed this attitude that they disapproved of but had to uphold, just like Yun Hezhi.