Nalan Yanran's talent was on par with Yun Yun's own at that age, and her temperament was similarly calm and proud ....traits Yun Yun greatly admired.
That was why she had been chosen as a candidate for the next Sect Master, despite still being only a Fighter.
As Yun Yun finished speaking, she formed a complex hand seal.
A streak of light shot forth, landing gently on Nalan Yanran's forehead.
A faint mark shaped like the Yunlan Sect insignia appeared there, glowing softly before slowly fading away.
It wasn't a powerful technique ..... merely a symbol of status.
But it declared to all that Nalan Yanran was now a true heir of the Yunlan Sect .. a position of immense prestige within the empire.
"Thank you, Master!" Nalan Yanran bowed deeply, her face glowing with pride and excitement.
To be chosen as Yun Yun's disciple ..... and a future sect leader ...was an honor that made her heart soar.
Among the audience, Nalan Jie, the patriarch of the Nalan family, let out a long breath, his aged face blooming with joy.
"Hah! Look at you grinning like a fool," muttered Mu Chen, head of the Mu family, sitting beside him with mock irritation.
"Not only do you have such an outstanding granddaughter, but your future grandson-in-law is supposedly even more monstrous.
If those two really end up together, who knows what kind of terrifying power they'll become!"
Nalan Jie chuckled heartily, unable to hide his satisfaction.
Heaven had indeed favored his clan ..... not only did he have a prodigious granddaughter, but the boy he had arranged for her to marry since childhood had turned out even more remarkable.
A twelve-year-old alchemist ..... such talent was almost unheard of in the entire history of the Jia Ma Empire.
Even Nalan Yanran's brilliance paled beside Xiao Yan's monstrous potential.
As Nalan Jie basked in pride, a sudden chill ran down his spine.
He turned to see an old man in a simple hemp robe watching him coldly, expression unreadable.
The sight made even the three family patriarchs ..... all Dou Wang-level experts ...rise to their feet out of instinctive respect.
That man was Jia Xingtian, the imperial family's guardian and an eight-star Dou Huang.
"Cough, Lord Jia," Nalan Jie greeted nervously, forcing a smile. "Didn't expect such a small ceremony to trouble you to attend."
Jia Xingtian's cold expression
softened slightly. "A small ceremony? Hardly.
As that old Mu Chen said, your Nalan family might soon become the most powerful house in the empire."
He smiled faintly, but that smile sent a shiver through Nalan Jie's heart.
Because he understood ..... behind those calm words was wariness.
The Nalan clan's current strength might not seem overwhelming, but with two monstrous talents like Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan rising, their future was limitless.
Especially that boy... if he continued to grow, the Nalan family might one day rival even the royal house itself.
And that was precisely what made the imperial family anxious.
"Lord Jia," Nalan Jie said humbly, bowing slightly.
"No matter how strong those two may become, the Nalan family will always remain loyal to the Jia Ma Empire.
Besides…" He smiled bitterly. "With this old body already poisoned, I doubt I'll live long enough to see their rise."
Jia Xingtian gave no reply for a moment, then finally said in a quiet tone,
"Let us hope that when the time comes if power does change hands ....less blood will be spilled in this capital."
His words fell like thunder.
The entire square fell silent as countless experts exchanged uneasy glances.
Jia Xingtian's tone had carried something shocking ..... a hint of fear.
The empire's guardian himself feared the potential of the Nalan family.
And though that fear partly stemmed from Nalan Yanran's talent, most of it came from the one who wasn't there ..... the boy whose genius defied history, and whose mysterious master was even more terrifying.
Nalan Jie could only offer a bitter, respectful smile.
If he dared respond boldly to those words, it would immediately paint his family as traitors in the emperor's
eyes.
Elsewhere among the VIP seats, Teng Shan, patriarch of the Mitel family, watched the exchange with a sly smile.
"Nalan Jie, don't be too proud just yet," he thought darkly. "That boy Xiao Yan may be a prodigy, but he's still just an impulsive youth.
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