Bloodline power was the ultimate cheat before reaching the Dou Sheng realm.
The next morning, after a gentle hug, Xiao Yan waved goodbye and left.
On his way out of Wutan City, he made a quick stop at the Mitel Auction House to see Ya Fei.....mainly for another hug.
If Xun'er's embrace was soft and fragrant, Ya Fei's was... well, far more tempting.
"Those old men from the Mitel family didn't give you any trouble, did they?" he asked.
Flushed and slightly flustered, Ya Fei glanced up at him. She realized that, without noticing, the boy now stood slightly taller than her.
"No," she replied, her gaze deepening with curiosity. "After you beat Lei Le half to death, his grandfather was furious.
He even came to Wutan City himself, ignoring the Alchemist Guild's warnings.
But when I relayed your message to the clan leader, he.....who's usually so patient...actually lost his temper for the first time.
Lei Le's grandfather was suppressed on the spot!"
Her tone softened. "Ever since then, the clan leader has supported me unconditionally. Even those old council members don't dare cross me now.
Thanks to you, my position in the family has never been stronger."
"That's good," Xiao Yan said with a satisfied nod. After a few more words, he turned and left, leaving Ya Fei standing there, cheeks pink and heart racing.
Soon after leaving Wutan City, Xiao Yan used Yao Lao's soul power to tear through the air toward Qingshan Town.
Even Yao Lao himself was secretly amazed....his student was now wielding soul power more skillfully than he did.
As Xiao Yan sped away, powerful figures in the imperial capital were whispering about him.....not directly, but because of a girl connected to him.
That girl was Nalan Yanran, the treasured daughter of the Nalan family and the prized disciple of Yun Yun, leader of the Yunlan Sect.
At thirteen, she had already condensed her Dou Qi vortex and become a true Fighter.....a prodigy beyond compare.
Her noble bloodline and sect background made her the center of everyone's attention, even above the imperial princess herself.
But as the crowd admired her, many couldn't help but recall the name of her unseen fiancé.
A genius said to rival her brilliance.
His name was.....Xiao Yan.
The Yunlan Sect's leader had just taken in a new personal disciple ... and not only that, she had named her as one of the sect's future successors.
That single announcement sent ripples through the entire Jia Ma Empire.
And when people learned that the disciple was none other than Nalan Yanran, the treasured jewel of the powerful Nalan family one of the empire's three great clans .....every noble and strong cultivator in the imperial capital turned their attention toward the Yunlan Sect.
The grand plaza at the mountain's peak was bustling with noise and excitement.
Countless elites filled the seats reserved for honored guests, with the three patriarchs of the great families sitting in the most prominent positions.
In the center of the square, beneath the gaze of thousands, the solemn apprenticeship ceremony
had begun.
Please welcome the Sect Master to bestow the disciple's seal!"
At the elder's call, a woman in flowing moon-white robes stepped gracefully across the stone platform.
Each movement carried an effortless elegance, her beauty so dazzling it could topple nations.
Her long black hair was bound into a magnificent phoenix crown, and the breeze played with her robes, outlining her flawless figure.
Despite her delicate appearance, her expression held the calm authority of a ruler, a noble aura that silenced even the boldest hearts.
She was Yun Yun, Sect Master of the Yunlan Sect .... a true Dou Huang powerhouse.
Kneeling before her was a young girl, still tender with youth yet already tall and elegant.
Years of aristocratic upbringing had given her a graceful bearing, and her time beside Yun Yun had only refined it further.
Though still in her teens, her beauty already hinted at a future that might one day rival even her teacher's.
"Yanran," Yun Yun said softly, her red lips curving into a rare smile
"From today onward, you are my personal disciple."
Her voice was gentle, yet it carried power. The young men watching from the sidelines couldn't help but feel their hearts pound at
the sight.
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