The Terrifying Courtyard

Chen Ping'an didn't know what to say anymore.

He felt like this father and daughter were acting like they wanted to play the "Immortal Leaping" game!

"Well... I don't want to keep Miss Murong waiting, but after all, I'm just an ordinary person, so... you understand."

Chen Ping'an actually thought Murong Xue was quite likable.

She was beautiful and had a great figure. The only flaw was her lack of sense, which seemed to be hereditary.

He wouldn't mind being spoiled, but he still preferred someone of equal standing.

Moreover, as the holy maiden of the sect, she must have no shortage of suitors.

What if one day a suitor became enraged and decided to hunt him down? Wouldn't he be doomed?

Seeing Chen Ping'an's polite refusal and reminder that he was an ordinary person, Murong Xue and Murong Yunhai understood his meaning.

"Alright..."

The two of them looked dejected.

Murong Xue also had an expression of defeat.

But soon after, she suddenly said, "Senior, I can still be your maid! What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Yunhai's hopes were rekindled.

Once again, with utmost seriousness, he repeated the lesson he had taught his daughter since childhood about the importance of gratitude...

Both Chen Ping'an and Zhang Qingxian were rendered speechless.

In the end, Chen Ping'an could only compromise.

Seeing Chen Ping'an nod, Murong Xue was so elated that she almost jumped up and down.

Today, Chen Ping'an had given her an item that allowed her to break through nine levels of cultivation.

If he gave her something else to consume in the future, wouldn't she break through even more levels?

She had her sights set on clinging to this great opportunity!

Murong Yunhai's thoughts were similar. With his daughter around, it would be difficult for their relationship with Chen Ping'an to become distant.

Now that Chen Ping'an had become the ancestor of their sect, the more time they spent together, the more likely it was that Chen Ping'an would provide him with an opportunity as well.

Tsk, tsk, he didn't even need to break through nine levels of cultivation. If he could directly break through two levels, from the Natal Realm to the Spirit Separation Realm, that would be enough!

At this moment, Zhang Qingxian was filled with envy.

He couldn't understand what incredible luck the Leaning Mountain Sect had stumbled upon, managing to cling to the leg of such a powerful expert.

And this powerful expert had even sought them out himself!

Did this expert have some long-standing connection with the Leaning Mountain Sect?

Chen Ping'an didn't have much to discuss with Murong Xue and the others, and during this time, the system had already reminded him that he had completed the task.

"By the way, I forgot to ask what the sect's ancestor usually does. To be honest, I prefer the life in the small town, and I still have fish and chickens to feed at home."

Chen Ping'an felt a bit out of place in this cultivation environment.

It was fine to come and experience it, but living here would definitely not be as comfortable as his own home.

Upon hearing this, Murong Yunhai understood Chen Ping'an's meaning.

The Senior had come to experience mortal life, so living here would not be suitable!

"Senior, you need not do anything. Only when our sect needs to make important decisions or encounters unsolvable difficulties will we require your presence," Murong Yunhai said with utmost seriousness.

However, he was secretly laughing to himself.

Their sect had truly scored a great bargain.

This was precisely why he had decided to appoint Chen Ping'an as the sect's ancestor.

The ancestor didn't need to do anything, only needing to step in during times of crisis for the sect.

With a powerful expert like Chen Ping'an now as their ancestor, what enemy could they possibly fear?

They could just take them down one by one!

Zhang Qingxian knew Murong Yunhai well.

Seeing his solemn expression, he was certain that the man was secretly laughing inside.

And it was a rather despicable kind of laughter!

This guy, just what kind of luck had he stumbled upon?!

Chen Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, even if he was asked to do something, he wouldn't be able to.

As for times of crisis for the sect, he didn't need to worry about that.

In the five years since he had come to this world, he had never heard of the Leaning Mountain Sect facing any major crises.

Instead, it had been steadily thriving.

"Alright then, I'll head back home."

Chen Ping'an didn't want to stay with Murong Yunhai and the others any longer.

He felt uncomfortable under their gazes.

Too lazy to walk back, he began rubbing his hands together with a lecherous expression.

"Well, I'm just an ordinary person and can't fly, so would you mind giving me a ride back?"

This time, Chen Ping'an had learned to be more shameless.

Instead of hinting, he directly asked them to fly him back.

Murong Yunhai readily agreed.

In his heart, he thought:

The Senior truly upholds his belief of being an ordinary person to the extreme.

Even when requesting others to fly him, he doesn't use any of his cultivation abilities. Truly impressive.

If it were him, he wouldn't be able to bring himself to ask his juniors to fly him around.

Only by genuinely regarding himself as an ordinary person and treating other cultivators as experts could one act this way.

Murong Xue's thoughts were exactly the same as Murong Yunhai's, and the starlight in her eyes became even more concentrated.

Another reason why Murong Yunhai agreed so quickly was that he wanted to see where Chen Ping'an lived.

That way, it would be easier to find him in the future.

As for Murong Xue and Zhang Qingxian, they also wanted to tag along to witness the place where the Senior resided.

Chen Ping'an's expression was strange. He only lived in an ordinary courtyard, which had no particular splendor.

Murong Yunhai had already reached the Natal Realm, capable of using light body movement to fly, covering several miles in the blink of an eye.

At this moment.

Even while carrying Chen Ping'an and the others, it only took him a few breaths to reach the town of Qingyuan.

The moment they landed, Chen Ping'an shook his head.

He realized that with this light body movement, he couldn't see or feel anything.

It had completely deprived him of the experience of flying.

He felt it was quite a pity.

And this scene happened to be witnessed by Murong Yunhai, Murong Xue, and Zhang Qingxian.

Immediately, they were struck with a sense of awe once more.

This light body movement was already extremely fast, but in the Senior's eyes, it must have seemed like a snail's pace.

Upon returning to the town, Chen Ping'an led the way to his courtyard.

As they passed through the main street, some pedestrians who saw Chen Ping'an would smile and greet him.

"Mr. Chen," they called out repeatedly.

Some even invited Chen Ping'an into their homes for a meal, but he politely declined.

After walking for a while, Chen Ping'an finally arrived at the entrance of his courtyard.

"Come in."

Chen Ping'an pushed open the gate and entered.

The feeling of being back on his own turf was great.

Murong Xue and the others furrowed their brows as they looked at the ordinary courtyard before following Chen Ping'an inside.

But as soon as they stepped over the threshold, the three of them suddenly stopped in their tracks.

At this moment.

They turned into clay figurines, staring blankly ahead.

"This..."

Their bodies began to tremble, enveloped by an endless chill.

Seeing the three of them abruptly stop, Chen Ping'an said, "Come in and have some tea before you leave."

He felt that since they had given him a ride back, he should at least offer them some tea.

However, Murong Yunhai and the others didn't seem to hear him, remaining motionless.

Their gazes were fixed ahead in a daze.

It couldn't be!

What kind of ominous place was this?

Too terr!!!