Early morning, Nalan Yanran crept towards the main hall of the Misty Cloud Sect.
I wonder what that bastard Xiao Yan did to Teacher. If he dared to go too far, I definitely won't forgive him. Nalan Yanran huffed as she arrived at the door.
She had initially intended to push the door open and go in, but remembering the previous awkwardness, she suddenly stopped and knocked.
"Teacher, Teacher, are you there?"
There was no response from inside.
"Teacher, Teacher..." Nalan Yanran knocked again.
Damn, Teacher wouldn't have fainted from being bullied by Xiao Yan like Ya Fei, would she? Nalan Yanran's face changed, but when she thought about the possibility of facing the same situation in the future, her face turned even paler.
"Yanran, come in." A weary voice came from within the hall.
"As expected of a Dou Emperor, my teacher is on a completely different level than someone like Ya Fei," Nalan Yanran thought, relieved upon hearing the voice.
I need to work hard at my cultivation. I definitely can't let Xiao Yan bully me into unconsciousness again.
She silently made a decision, not realizing her goal had shifted from surpassing Xiao Yan to simply avoiding being knocked out by him.
She gently pushed open the door and, familiar with the routine, made her way to Yun Yun's room. She entered, half-covering her eyes, feigning embarrassment.
However, the room held no strange odors, nor any peculiar traces. Only a beautiful woman in a red wedding dress sat by the window.
"Teacher, did Xiao Yan not come looking for you yesterday?"
Blinking her eyes, Nalan Yanran noticed the red wedding dress on her teacher and suddenly remembered something.
This should have been me wearing that. Teacher is going too far. As she was thinking this, she saw Yun Yun abruptly turn around.
That pretty face had visibly aged overnight, even her eyes were a little red and swollen.
"Teacher, what happened to you?" Nalan Yanran exclaimed in surprise.
"Yanran." Yun Yun beckoned Nalan Yanran to sit beside her, gently leaning on her disciple's shoulder.
"Tell me, did I do something wrong?"
"What, you're leaving the Jia Ma Empire?" Ya Fei, who had just finished dressing and was serving Xiao Yan as he got dressed, paused, her eyes widening.
"Yeah." Xiao Yan nodded slightly.
"Why? Isn't it good here?" Ya Fei bit her scarlet lips, looking at the little man who had changed her destiny.
"Good? It's wonderful. With a beautiful woman by my side, I could forget everything else." Xiao Yan said with a chuckle.
"Then why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Xiao Yan looked at her with a gentle gaze. "It's not that I want to rush off, but rather that the technique I cultivate requires me to seek out different flames to improve my strength."
"Then if you leave, what about me? Who will I rely on to increase my strength?" Ya Fei glared at him with her beautiful eyes.
"I…" Xiao Yan opened his mouth, but found himself speechless.
"After I leave, I'll arrange for a few strong individuals to stay in the Jia Ma Empire, and they will help you complete the initial plans for the Yan Alliance. As the boss's little secretary, you must take care of this area." Xiao Yan could only comfort her in another way.
"I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it." Ya Fei shook her head desperately.
The jade-like hands that were tidying his clothes suddenly changed direction, and began to unbutton his clothes again.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Xiao Yan watched her warily.
"What do you think you're doing? Just trying to leave like that? You're going to get me to Dou Grandmaster before you go!" Ya Fei suddenly sat across Xiao Yan's lap.
"Hey, miss, you're only a five-star Dou Master right now. Even if the Yin Yang Scripture is the most mystical thing around, you can't jump to Dou Grandmaster overnight." Xiao Yan protected his chest with his hands.
"Heh heh, you're not leaving the Jia Ma Empire until you've given me enough Dou Qi." Ya Fei's rosy lips curved into a seductive arc.
"What? Nothing happened between you and Xiao Yan?" One day later, Yun Shan stared at Yun Yun with a gloomy expression.
"Nothing." Yun Yun shook her head, her eyes vacant.
"Damn it!" Yun Shan was furious, and he raised his hand high.
Looking at her former teacher's impending slap, Yun Yun smiled sadly and silently closed her eyes.
"You…" Seeing Yun Yun like this, Yun Shan couldn't help but feel his anger rise, but after his hand hovered in the air for a long time, he finally put it down weakly.
"Sigh." Yun Shan sighed powerlessly.
Yun Yun's position in his heart was ultimately not comparable to that of a minor figure like Yun Leng. After all, she was a disciple he had raised from childhood; his feelings for her were almost akin to those for a biological child.
"Yun'er, don't blame Master. Ah, well, since you insist, then it is the fate of our Misty Cloud Sect."
"How things unfold from now on depends on our own fortune."
After a moment, Yun Shan weakly waved his hand and said, "Go back, and rest well."
"Yes, Teacher." Yun Yun left, her eyes still somewhat vacant, as if she had lost her soul.
Three days later, Xiao Yan sat in the small pavilion, a trace of weariness in his eyes.
At this moment, he no longer yearned for harems; he simply wanted to relax his mind and body, to return to nature.
"Master! Master!" A little tyke happily skipped into the small pavilion.
"Leave me alone." Xiao Yan flicked Hun Xin on the forehead, knocking him to the ground.
"Sister Yao Ye wants me to ask when you're going back to the palace." Hun Xin blinked at Xiao Yan with big eyes.
"Go to the palace? Let me rest for a night first." Xiao Yan rubbed his lower back.
"Sister Yao Ye said she's going to wear a suit of armor tonight and charge into battle. She said she's waiting for you to go and charge with her."
Hun Xin took a plum candy out of her pocket.
Her clothes now had a total of eight pockets, like the Eight-Pouch Elders of the Beggar Sect.
Hearing this, Xiao Yan remembered what he had said to Yao Ye before.
"Wait a little longer, I'll help Ya Fei break through to Dou Grandmaster first." Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly, then suddenly looked at Hun Xin and asked, "Who gave you all these snacks?"
"I'm not telling you!" Hun Xin said, her hands on her hips and her head held high.
"Not telling me?" Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes, and a terrifying suction force erupted from his slender hand.
Whoosh, all the snacks from Hun Xin's eight pockets flew out and landed in Xiao Yan's hand.
"Plop!" Hun Xin immediately knelt in front of Xiao Yan.
"Master, I was wrong, I dare not do it again."
Xiao Yan shook his head and asked, "Who gave you all this?"
"It was Sister Ya Fei, Sister Yao Ye, and also Sister Nalan Yanran."
"Why did they give you so much food?"
"Because I'm Shifu's precious disciple." Hun Xin looked at Xiao Yan pitifully.
"Heh, so you're a turncoat, eh?" Xiao Yan sneered, returning a bag of snacks to Hun Xin.
"Thank you Shifu! Shifu, I'll kowtow to you!" Hun Xin instantly grinned with delight.
"Look at you, you have no future. Having a disciple like you will take ten years off my life." Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly.
Crack! In the dark spatial rift, Xiao Wu held a long whip, coldly staring at the old woman of the Hun Clan in front of him.
"Speak! How many of you Hun Clan remnants are there?!"
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