The master's wife became an inner disciple.

"Father, about Sanlang..."

Yun Xuanchen, dressed in a worn-out black robe, sat behind the old Xuanwu table, his white hair tied up only with a frayed ribbon.

Luxury can lead to indulgence and loss of ambition, and he became accustomed to this almost impoverished simplicity.

Apart from his silver-white white hair, he looked much younger than his sons standing in front of the desk.

His appearance was always flawless, but his eyes and brows were not deceiving. His sharp eyes held a deep sense of vicissitude, making him much more composed and mature than a typical young person.

When his sons questioned him, he simply continued looking at the map in his hand and said, "He utterly destroyed Tingnan. Those who remained there died for him. If he has any shame left, he should die outside and never come back."

Yun Ruoqing and her second brother Yun Ruofan exchanged a glance.

Their third child is the father's favorite child, and has always been shameless. Some time ago, the Boundary Marker Secret Realm was lost, supposedly falling into the hands of some powerful demon, but no one even knows who the other party is.

He was also put on the run by Pei Hanzhou for trying to kill Pei Hanzhou's son. He was also put on the run by the Yu family for trying to kill Yu Shiliulang of Luojing after failing to steal something. His father arranged for him to hide in Tingnan to recuperate.

Unexpectedly, the young man, who was in charge of Tingnan, accomplished nothing and even destroyed the hidden power of Tingnan.

Yun Ruoqing knew that if her third brother had really died in Tingnan, her father would never be so calmly sketching the map of the Demon Clan.

Having caused such a huge mess, my third brother will definitely be hiding for a while before he pitifully returns. At that time... at that time, he'll tell some fabricated grievances, and I wonder what Father will give him next.

Yun Ruoqing thought for a moment and said, "I'll arrange for someone to go look for them."

Yun Xuanchen's gaze never left the map he knew by heart. He simply said, "No need. It's time for him to suffer a bit. Go and do your thing."

Yun Ruoqing glanced at Yun Ruofan, who remained silent beside her, and said, "Father, Yingying accidentally ingested the heart's blood of a Tianyan Sect disciple, which injured her face. It's been so long. She's a girl, and she's always loved being pretty. I want to try using the Resurrection Flower..."

Yun Xuanchen said casually, "Yingying is dead. Who are you talking about?"

"Father!"

Yun Xuanchen raised his eyes and said, "Since the emergence of the Demon Race, there have been few human cultivators and powerful demons in the world who can ascend to the heavens and wield all laws, but they are not nonexistent. But do you know why they either perish, dissipate their cultivation, or are trapped between heaven and earth, unable to break free?"

Yun Ruoqing slowly lowered her head.

Yun Xuanchen looked into his son's eyes and said, "Yuanlang, you are very much like them. Selfishness and clan sentiment will drag you down into the dust. For some insignificant ants, you will ruin your cultivation and life. You can spread your benevolence, but you can't really think like that."

"Father......"

Yun Xuanchen sneered, "I sent Yingying to the Divine Capital Gate. You shouldn't have met her, but you stirred up her ambition, causing her to run around and not live a peaceful life. Her ambition is not enough to match her ability, and she poisoned her face. If you heal her, are you going to treat Yu Zhao and show your medical ethics?"

“Well… Yu Zhao is almost gone, and there’s only one Resurrection Flower, which isn’t enough to cure him.”

Yun Ruofan, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up: "Father, Yingying is your daughter, and naturally she has lofty aspirations just like you. However, the scars on her face constantly remind people that she has wronged the Yu family. In the end, she is still your daughter. My elder brother only suggested using the Resurrection Flower because he was considering your reputation. However, I have seen the scars on her face, and they are too complicated. The Resurrection Flower would be useless."

Yun Xuanchen's gaze returned to the map, and he said coldly, "Then don't mention this matter again."

"yes."

"The message that was sent indicates that Pei Hanzhou's daughter-in-law is again in Tingnan this time?"

"yes."

The usually solemn Yun Xuanchen gave a self-deprecating laugh and said, "An outer disciple, Yingying got her face hurt because of her, and Sanlang stumbled twice because of her. When children fight, the two of them combined can't beat Pei Hanzhou's family... I would rather have practiced for two more nights back then than those two disgraceful things."

That's a very crude way of putting it.

My father rarely speaks like this, and he rarely talks about his youth. Now, when he does, it's because he regrets having chosen two inferior children.

In reality, their father didn't think much of any of the four of them. Yun Ruoqing and Yun Ruofan weren't sure if they were even considered anything in their father's eyes, so they kept their eyes down and didn't dare to say another word.

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Before Yan Huanyue even set foot in the territory of the Tianyan Sect, she received a telepathic message.

When she followed the sound transmission, she saw Song Lingwei dressed in plain clothes, carrying a bamboo basket, waiting in the countryside.

"Elder Song?"

Song Lingwei stood by the vast green pond, holding a bamboo basket, looking at her, and said in a low voice, "I heard that Yun Xuanchen's son has escaped?"

Yan Huanyue nodded and said, "No body was found."

"Is this mission considered complete?"

Yan Huanyue nodded. "Elder Song, I obtained the inner core that Yun Ruoliang used..."

"No, according to the reports, you have made meritorious contributions in searching for the Corpse Demon during the recent chaos in Tingnan, and therefore you are qualified to join the inner sect."

Yan Huanyue paused for a moment, "You mean...?"

Song Lingwei said, "To refine a corpse demon, one must collect its obsessions. Obsessions have a wide range of uses, but I didn't know they were used as inner cores. You are still young and your cultivation is not enough. Yun Xuanchen is not dead and is in the shadows. If he finds out that you took the Rejuvenation Pearl from his son, you will be in danger if you encounter him in the future."

Yan Huanyue hid Yun Ruoliang's corpse that day in order to divert Yun Xuanchen's anger towards the Xuntianliao and give his son hope of survival, so that he would not attack the cultivators involved in the Tingnan incident without restraint.

Elder Song has come here specifically to prevent her, who is still inexperienced, from becoming a thorn in Yun Xuanchen's side.

Yan Huanyue simply nodded and said, "Yes."

"Have you told anyone that you obtained the Rejuvenation Pearl?"

Yan Huanyue said, "I was too busy with matters in Tingnan to attend to them. The disciples had just returned before the grand ceremony and had not told anyone."

Song Ling smiled and said, "But my disciple need not worry. Once Yun Xuanchen is found and killed, no one will be able to threaten you."

Yan Huanyue was startled and immediately knelt down, knelt down, and kowtowed three times, saying respectfully, "Master's wife, please accept this disciple's bow!"

A surge of spiritual energy helped her up, and Song Lingwei said, "Come with me, let's go and pay our respects to my master's wife."

Yan Huanyue asked in confusion, "Isn't the ancestor's tomb at the bottom of Quiet Valley?"

Song Lingwei said, "We'll go see him later. Now, I'm going to take you to see my first teacher's wife."

Yan Huanyue guessed that it was Song Lingwei's teacher's wife when she was still a peasant girl. After flying on her sword for three days, she arrived at a grave.

Song Lingwei lifted her skirt and knelt before the neatly arranged grave, and Yan Huanyue followed suit.

"Everyone knows that I, Song Lingwei, am a peasant girl. Hundreds of years ago, I learned my first lessons by listening to stories by the window. This was my first teacher. Seeing that I seemed to have a desire to learn, she took me in to cook for her. After class, she taught me to read. The name Lingwei was given to me by this teacher. Back then, the travel expenses for my journey to the Tianyan Sect were also given to me by my teacher."

Yan Huanyue couldn't help but want to ask her what her name used to be.

But remembering Elder Sihong's ridiculous real name, she couldn't bring herself to ask.

Song Lingwei said, “There are many elders in the sect. Since young cultivator Yan has honored me by wishing to become my disciple, I have learned the heart of a teacher and a mother from her. I will treat you as a teacher and a mother. If you have any disciples in the future, you should do the same.”

Song Lingwei's appearance was refined and otherworldly due to her cultivation, yet she always retained the open and honest spirit of a farmer, like a mother goddess born from the earth, benevolent, generous, and powerful.

Yan Huanyue had never experienced these things, and no female elder had ever said such things to her. Song Lingwei's words suddenly left her speechless.

She stared blankly at Song Lingwei's retreating figure. The other woman turned around, smiled, and said, "You're such a grown woman, why are you still shedding tears? I won't tolerate your complaints about the hardships of cultivation."

Yan Huanyue prostrated herself deeply and said, "Yes."

Before the initiation ceremony, Song Lingwei demanded people from Xinzizhai. She was used to being capricious, so Feng Ye didn't argue with her and let Yan Huanyue go to Yuanxu Peak.

After returning to her sect, Yan Huanyue first went to visit Pei Hanzhou, but Su Xianqing said he was busy and couldn't make it for the time being, so Yan Huanyue went to visit Han Shuangying instead.

Several white cranes from the mountains often stop and stroll in Han Shuangying's courtyard. When she has nothing to do, she feeds them scraps of medicinal pills, and they all become very intelligent.

Yan Huanyue fed them the black blood jar that had sucked her blood, and they flapped their wings and danced around her.

Han Shuangying sat under the magnolia tree in the courtyard, her expression as aloof as ever. As she watched her play with the crane, a hint of gentleness and appreciation crept into her eyes.

Yan Huanyue eventually went to Pei Xuanzhi's secluded retreat.

She stood alone on the opposite rock. Now, the situation had changed. Her master's wife had summoned her to the peak to cultivate, and her plan to find the Ice Sea Fire to refine the Cold-Repelling Pearl for him needed to be postponed for the time being.

If only he could finish his retreat while the weather is still warm, she could buy some of his favorite snacks and share with him the joy of becoming an inner disciple.

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Zhixu withdrew her gaze from the window, and the hazy, misty pink figure outside the layers of gauze curtains of the small hall and pavilion gradually walked away.

She glanced at the location of Pei Hanzhou's barrier; naturally, no one could see what was happening inside the barrier when he was handling matters.

The candle flickered, and sure enough, after a short while, Pei Hanzhou appeared out of thin air and walked straight to the candle, protecting it with both hands.

Raising children naturally involves endless worries, but Zhixu was not affected by the candlelight. Seeing his caution, she said, "He's crossing the tide of love, why are you worrying about it? Why not let him out of the pass? Besides, his wife is back, isn't she?"

Pei Hanzhou froze, saying, "What did you say? Xuanlang is frail, how could he possibly be an adult at this age?"

Zhixu laughed and said, "You're asking me? Who should I ask? Maybe the lingzhi and immortal herbs you prepared in your secluded cultivation place have had an effect?"

Without hesitation, Pei Hanzhou burned several yellow talismans on the candle, and soon the flame became steady again.

“His health is not good. I told him that he must not have a marital relationship with Bao Ying. Once he is in better health, I will ask Bao Ying if she wants a divorce.”

Upon hearing this, Zhixu paused for a moment, then said bluntly, "With such a beautiful lady by his side, you'd expect him to listen to you..."

She couldn't help but say, "You should have found him someone who values ​​looks a long time ago. At least he has some good looks to offer. Now look what you've done, choosing a rising star from Tianyan. It's only a matter of time before he looks down on you. I just can't understand what you were thinking..."

Pei Hanzhou sneered, "If I had a choice, I would never let them get married. Since you're not going to take responsibility, don't tell others what to do."

Zhixu sneered, turned around, set up a barrier, went inside, and began meditating. Soon, her demonic power circulated, and her pleasure increased exponentially. She had no mind to care about worldly affairs.