Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

Li Niantao: "So Dad, you won’t refuse me being with him, right?"

"I won’t refuse, but it seems the others... might not agree with you either."

Li Yixun said weakly.

When Yuchi brought Li Niantao back late at night, that clearly said something.

Not to mention anyone else, just talking about himself, going out for dinner with a girl so late and then sending her back properly when the girl obviously showed no signs of refusal clearly proves that he has no interest in that girl, right?

Although Yuchi rejected Li Niantao, Li Yixun was not upset and could understand. After all, his daughter seemed to have some issues with her personality. Meeting someone for the first time and acting like that, plus being from the Li Family, it was understandable that others were scared away.

Li Niantao, however, didn’t mind: "I just like the feeling of being ignored by him, it makes me feel quite relaxed. So Dad, since you agreed not to interfere with my business, I’ll go at my own pace. Please don’t randomly find me a fiancé or anything like that."

"I have Zong Liangqing, you know."

Li Yixun breathed a long sigh of relief: "Alright, alright, my dear daughter, you should go back and rest. We’ll talk about these things later. Inviting Zong Liangqing to be our son-in-law wouldn’t be a loss for us."

Li Yixun had a simple opinion about Yuchi. Because Yuchi was connected to Celestial Craft Workshop, had Bu Luohua as a disciple, and seemed quite mysterious and powerful, allowing his daughter to associate with him would not only be harmless but also highly beneficial.

Li Niantao didn’t say anything more.

She happily carried her sword and went back.

...

The next day.

Yuchi was monitoring the situation inside the painting card. Yin Shuang was still crouching in her usual manner, her entire body wrapped in silver hair. If not for carefully sensing her breathing, one could seriously suspect she’d entered hibernation. No one knew when she would wake up.

"Let’s wait; it’s been several days already. By mid-February, things should be settled. I’m quite curious about what Yin Shuang will become."

"Will she remain this small, or will she gain a bit of height?"

"I don’t know."

Yuchi suddenly remembered something today. He had a three-year agreement with his father-in-law; this was already the last year, just about ten months more. He planned to take some time to visit the Celestial Craft Workshop and finally bring out the beautiful Song Damao. Then everything would be settled.

"Also, where should I take the disciples for this year’s New Year?"

"It’s best to go somewhere I have a teleport point. Although it’s costly, it saves a lot of time. Otherwise, traveling back and forth is really troublesome."

"The State Capital is certainly not an option; I can’t manage that place yet. Besides the State Capital, are there any major cities?"

"No, let’s not go to any major cities this time."

"This time, let’s visit a second-tier city, a place like Canglan City. Just pick a second-tier city to have fun in without worrying about making money. The main aim is to let the disciples relax."

While pondering over these miscellaneous matters, Feng Zhaoyang knocked on the door.

"Fellow Daoist Zong."

"Mm."

The door opened; Yuchi thought Feng Zhaoyang had some task for him, as it was Feng Zhaoyang who helped him with missions since arriving at the State Capital. But upon seeing Wan Qishang standing beside Feng Zhaoyang, he felt a bit nervous. Why did she come again?

Even though she looked pretty, why was she here?

Why?

Did she...

Could she?

Yuchi dared not speculate any further.

Standing outside the door, Feng Zhaoyang didn’t intend to come in. He just smiled and said to Yuchi: "Miss Wan wants to apologize to you, but she didn’t know where you lived, so she went to the Celestial Craft Workshop. I happened to be there and brought her to find you."

Then, Feng Zhaoyang made a gesture to Wan Qishang, saying to her: "Miss Wan, I’ll take my leave. You two talk it over yourselves."

In a concise manner, Feng Zhaoyang’s voice drifted into Yuchi’s mind: "You rascal, you’re really stirring things up, but whatever happens, you must be careful. Don’t endanger lives, and don’t develop feelings with Wan Qishang. She’s just at the Foundation Establishment, don’t accidentally help her break through, causing her to miss the Foundation Establishment Stage competition."

Feng Zhaoyang’s thoughts were outlandish.

He left with a cheeky grin.

Yuchi: "..."

Alright! Leaving some weaknesses for others is fine, showcasing a weakness for being attracted to beauty is okay. Perfect people are terrifying.

So left alone, Yuchi looked at the clear-eyed girl in a blue dress. He was truly at a loss, with no such intentions whatsoever, especially when he already had two women, Song Damao and Changyi, within the school. There was no need to seek any random flowers or plants outside.

I’m really quite a devoted man.

Then Wan Qishang tried to speak several times, opening her mouth slightly before closing it again, then opening it once more. Looking a bit anxious but still sincerely apologizing, she said: "Sir, I apologize. I misunderstood you earlier. I didn’t realize you were just concerned about my fatigue."

"How about this?"

"Let me treat you to a meal as a way for this young woman here to apologize!"

Yuchi looked at Wan Qishang in a daze, confirming that the girl hadn’t misunderstood again. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Alright, it’s just a small misunderstanding. Let’s have it at this inn; you can get me a bowl of noodles."

Wan Qishang nodded earnestly and happily agreed: "Wait here, I’ll go downstairs to prepare them and bring the noodles up soon!"

Yuchi was relaxed: "Throw in a few more plates of beef."

Wan Qishang: "Sure!"