[Fantasy] The Great Sage's Joyful Heaven (Complete) - 8

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Chapter 75 A Trip to Ruyuan
: 10-21 10:17:04 Word Count: 4001

The little servant Lan San, trembling, carried a food box from afar. Yan Nange withdrew his true energy and began sweeping the fallen leaves as usual.
Without the control of his true energy, the leaves flew haphazardly in the wind. However, he was sweeping with the wind, and the areas he swept were covered up, so there was no need to worry about the leaves scattering everywhere.
"Guardian Yan, you get up so early every day! This is breakfast, with your favorite chicken broth buns and fragrant rice porridge... Oh, right, Guardian Yan. The steward wants you to go to the accounting office in the main courtyard after breakfast."
After Lan San finished speaking, he glanced at Yan Nange, who was dressed in a single layer of clothing and whose face remained unchanged, with envy and admiration. Then, looking at his own padded jacket, he walked away tremblingly with his hands in his pockets, feeling somewhat ashamed.
Yan Nange noticed Lan San's little actions and found the little guy quite amusing, so he smiled.
How could his physique compare to Lan San's small frame? Let alone wearing only a single layer of clothing, even if he were left naked in the freezing cold, he wouldn't shiver! Cold and heat were now somewhat foreign concepts to him; he was completely unconcerned about the threat of ice and fire!
Yan Baobao had also been waking up early these past few days. Seeing him enter the house carrying a food box, the little girl, her pink, delicate body like a flower, jumped into his arms. In
her sweet, childish voice, she said, "Daddy's body is so cold! Let me warm Daddy up!" Then, her warm, smooth little body snuggled into his clothes, hugging his neck and pressing tightly against him, warming his not-at-all-cold body.
Yan Nange wasn't cold, but he couldn't help but enjoy his beloved daughter's filial piety. A warm feeling welled up inside him; something called happiness surged within him.
He kissed the baby a few times, dressed her, and then sat down with the little one to eat breakfast.
Yan Baobao could now express her thoughts fluently; she had learned to eat with chopsticks and a spoon, and could even dress herself, put on her shoes, and wash herself. She's practically a little adult now!
Father and daughter happily finished breakfast. After cleaning up the dishes, Yan Nange gave Yan Baobao some instructions, preparing a large quantity of ant eggs for her so she wouldn't go hungry—in fact, how could a mere mortal like Baobao go hungry? It was all because he loved her so much.
Baobao told Yan Nange, her little father, not to worry, that she would take good care of herself. She kissed him again before letting him leave.
Actually, this wasn't the first time Yan Nange had left Yan Baobao alone at home. He had gone out three times when he went to collect his salary. It was the inner courtyard's accounting office that Butler Lan had sent him to.
Unlike those previous times, today the butler's request for him to go to the accounting office wasn't for collecting his salary. Yan Nange felt there must be something he needed to do, perhaps requiring him to leave the manor!
On his way to the accounting office, Yan Nange reflected on his worry for Bao Bao, realizing it might be a bit excessive—Baby could manage to fetch blood ant eggs from the Black Stone Mine, so far away, for him to eat during the short time he slept at night. With such abilities, how could she possibly go hungry? Even living creatures dared not tremble before her; who could possibly harm her!
Thinking this, Yan Nange found himself somewhat amused. Looking up, the accounting office in the main courtyard was now in sight.
"Steward Lan,"
Yan Nange greeted Steward Lan, who had just finished reviewing the accounts, as he entered the accounting office.
Steward Lan nodded, glanced at him, and said, "You've been here for a while, haven't you?"
Yan Nange, with his signature lazy, bright smile, replied, "I just came in. Steward Lan, what brings you here?"
Steward Lan said seriously, "The master is going out today and needs a few young guards. You are skilled and talented, perfectly suited for this task."
Yan Nange nodded to indicate he understood and said nothing more. Butler Lan secretly praised, "Such composure at such a young age, no wonder he won the gladiatorial tournament!"
He summoned a servant to bring a set of black warrior's clothes, a pair of deerskin boots, and a longsword, and had Yan Nange change into them.
Seeing Yan Nange in this attire, Butler Lan and the servants' eyes lit up, and they all secretly applauded!
Yan Nange was already strikingly handsome, and his greatly improved skills gave him a subtly alluring, almost demonic, aura. In the black warrior's clothes, he appeared even more dashing and imposing, exuding an aura of invincibility. Combined with his melancholic yet untamed eyes and languidly radiant smile, he was absolutely breathtaking!
Yan Nange was truly outstanding; so outstanding that when he stood among the twelve young guards, the eleven guards who originally looked so imposing seemed insignificant—he didn't look like a guard at all, but rather like a noble young master being protected by guards!
Everyone noticed the problem, but it was too late to replace him; they could only leave Yan Nange there as a makeshift solution.
Twelve riders led the way, followed by twelve more, with twelve guards carrying swords protecting the black carriage adorned with golden tiger heads. The group left the Lan residence and headed north of the city.
Along the way, passersby couldn't help but stare at the Lan family. The guards stood tall and proud, while Yan Nange maintained her signature smile and unchanging indifference, attracting flirtatious glances from everyone.
The Lan family left Lantian City and entered a manor about five miles from the north gate.
This manor was named "Ruyuan." The scenery within was beautiful, most notably the blood-red maple forest and the ground covered in crimson maple leaves, creating a desolate and breathtaking beauty.
The manor was vast; the group walked for a long time without seeing its end, only an elegant complex of buildings. This was their destination.
Yan Nange saw many luxurious carriages parked in the distant stables, drawn by fine horses. The owners of these carriages must be of extraordinary status.
A middle-aged man in a red brocade robe greeted them from afar, ushering Lan Xiaoyang, the owner of the Black Stone Mine, into a magnificent and opulent hall of a grand building.
Twenty-four Lan family knights remained to rest in a side hall outside the main hall, while Yan Nange and the other twelve young guards accompanied them inside.
Yan Nange saw Lan Xiaoyang's true face for the first time.
Lan Xiaoyang was tall and thin, with a gaunt face and ordinary features. What was unusual were his perpetually narrowed eyes, which occasionally flashed with a chilling light, quite intimidating. He also possessed a calm and composed demeanor—a kind of aura that inspired both peace of mind and awe!
Sadly, the old man looked somewhat haggard—his son, Lan Tianhen, had been murdered a few months earlier! The Lan family had no heir to inherit the family business… This was a devastating blow to the Lan family!
Everyone thought he would be bedridden, but no one expected Lan Xiaoyang to be as unharmed as ever. Because of this, no one dared to disrespect this old gentleman, Lan Xiaoyang! He was a formidable figure.
The hall floor was covered with a brocade carpet, and in the center was a square platform. On the high steps beneath the east and west walls sat expensive tables, laden with fruit, pastries, and fine wine, behind which sat various nobles. Behind each table were twelve young warriors.
Judging from their demeanor, bearing, and attire, Yan Nange guessed they were all powerful and influential figures.
The high steps beneath the south entrance were empty, while the high steps beneath the north wall held only an empty table in
the center. Upon seeing Lan Xiaoyang enter, everyone rose to greet him with respect. Yan Nange knew Lan Xiaoyang's noble status, and such respect was expected.
Lan Xiaoyang returned the greetings with a smile and sat down behind a table in the center of the east side. Yan Nange and twelve other warriors stood in a line behind him.
Yan Nange scanned the people in the hall. He noticed that every young warrior who met his gaze harbored hostility, their eyes seemingly piercing him and his companions. Their master, however, seemed completely unfazed by his stares, even smiling at him. He was momentarily surprised, then suddenly realized that these people might have seen him at the gladiatorial tournament, or perhaps it was because of Lan Xiaoyang that they responded to his rude gaze with smiles.
After observing them, Yan Nange withdrew his gaze, memorizing everyone behind the tables. Perhaps one day he would have to deal with them! Remembering someone, and mentioning them again, was a form of respect. Although, deep down, he might not truly respect them!

(Chapter 76: So Similar
: 10-21 10:17:05, 2862 words)

Although Yan Nange no longer looked at the people in the hall, shifting his gaze to the opposite wall, he keenly sensed four pairs of eyes watching him. He knew from their positions who was watching him: a white-clad, veiled woman and her handsome, cold-faced young warrior in white; a white-clad, golden-crowned youth and his cold-faced, black-clad young warrior. The white-clad, cold-faced young warrior was the most handsome warrior in the hall, even more so than him. The black-clad, cold-faced young warrior was the oldest warrior in the hall, exuding an imposing aura!
All four gazes held a strange complexity, containing admiration, pity, and even a resolute intent! This left Yan Nange somewhat puzzled.
At this moment, the red-robed man who had previously greeted Lan Xiaoyang stood behind the table in the center of the high steps to the north and proclaimed loudly, "I, Hong, am honored to have you all graced this occasion, attending the annual 'Ruyuan Gathering' in my humble Ruyuan. Here, I, Hong, first offer you all a cup of wine to express my gratitude for your presence!" With that, he picked up the wine cup on the table, raised it to the crowd, and drank it all in one gulp. The others merely raised their cups in a perfunctory gesture.
The man in red robes continued, “Distinguished guests, you are all busy, so I will not elaborate. My daughter will now preside over the next part of the event! I hope you all enjoy yourselves!” With that, he bowed and walked to a table on the west side to take his seat.
A tall, stunningly beautiful young woman in red gracefully emerged from a doorway in the corner and stood beside the man in red robes, saying in a clear voice, “This humble woman, Hong Yan, greets all distinguished guests. The ancient book ‘Souqi Zhi’ says that north of Luo Cang is an ice plain. Beyond the ice plain lies the snow region. In the snow region lives a strange race called the Snow Region People. The men are extremely handsome, and the women are extremely beautiful. Their skin is like ice and snow, their breath like orchids and musk. They eat ice and drink snow, and do not eat meat. They are like immortals!… I, Ru Yuan, am fortunate enough to have spent ten years capturing a pair of Snow Region People in the snow region at the end of the ice plain north of Luo Cang Mountain! Today, I invite you all to witness their beauty!” With that, she lightly clapped her hands.
Yan Nange's keen hearing allowed him to hear the rapid breathing and pounding hearts of the distinguished guests in the hall. Their expressions were tense and expectant, including even the usually calm and composed Lan Xiaoyang!
Yan Nange had never heard of any "Chronicles of Strange Things," let alone any Snow Region people. Yet, from their reactions, he sensed that these Snow Region people were extraordinary. Otherwise, these distinguished guests, all seasoned individuals, wouldn't be so flustered!
Were the Snow Region people truly so rare, so alluring? Yan Nange's curiosity was piqued; he wanted to see what was so special about these supposedly otherworldly Snow Region people!
A curtain in the corner of the hall was gently lifted, and four beautiful young women in red led two people in white robes, their heads veiled by white silk, into the hall. They stood on a raised platform in the center of the hall. The four women slowly pulled down the white silk, revealing the faces of the two people beneath!
The moment the white silk was torn off, a collective gasp filled the hall. It was at this moment that Yan Nange was struck dumb, his eyes fixed on the woman on the platform, his face deathly pale! This so-called woman from the Snow Region was actually Xiangxiang!
Standing on the high platform were a man and a woman, or rather, a boy and a girl. As Hong Yan had said, the boy was exceptionally handsome, and the girl exceptionally beautiful! Both had exceptionally white and smooth skin, almost translucent. Compared to them, everyone in the hall could be considered ugly! The beauty of their faces was evident.
Both had icy expressions, their eyes devoid of any emotion. If it weren't for their ability to move, one would truly suspect they were carved from ice and snow.
After a long while, Yan Nange suppressed the urge to rush forward and escape with the girl, gradually calming down. After calming down and carefully examining the girl again, he broke out in a cold sweat—although this girl looked almost exactly like Xiangxiang, she was definitely not the same person!
This girl was taller than Xiangxiang, but her figure was much thinner, and her temperament and fragrance were completely different. Furthermore, she and Yan Nange were practically staring straight at each other, yet she showed absolutely no reaction. It wasn't that she was delirious; rather, she completely ignored him, treating him like everyone else!
Most importantly, Xiangxiang had a small, bright red mole on each of her earlobes, striking and incredibly cute. She didn't have pierced ears, and Yan Nange often joked that it was a mark Heaven had made for her, intending to pierce them, and he often liked to suck on her adorable earlobes. He was absolutely certain of this! But this girl didn't!
This girl couldn't possibly be Xiangxiang, but could she be connected to Xiangxiang in some way? He didn't believe such a coincidence could exist—two people looking so alike for no apparent reason? Perhaps, but the probability was probably one in a million or even ten million!
Could it be such a coincidence that he had encountered two people with such a high probability of meeting? He wasn't entirely convinced! He still felt it was more believable that Xiangxiang and this girl had some connection. But if they truly had no connection whatsoever, then it meant that fate was playing a cruel joke on him! He and this girl had no connection whatsoever, or rather, neither of them had ever imagined any connection between them!
The thought that this girl might become the plaything or sex slave of some powerful figure made Yan Nange feel uneasy. But despite his unease, he wouldn't impulsively try to save her. He still had his daughter, Yan Baobao, to care for, and life to enjoy, and saving this girl might turn all of that into an unattainable dream!
Yan Nange suddenly felt that he seemed more cold-blooded and less human than before. This was his tragedy, but reality forced him to make this change to live a better life. He possessed extraordinary abilities, but he wasn't a god, and even gods wouldn't save all the pitiful people in the world. "Buddha only saves those with affinity"—this was how he comforted his heart, tormented by conscience!
Hong Yan's voice rang out again: "The *Souqi Zhi* says that the blood of men from the Snow Region can generate essence and strengthen yang, making men vigorous and powerful, thus it is the number one male medicine in the world. Women from the Snow Region possess unparalleled jade-like bodies. After the age of twelve, they produce spiritual milk, which has miraculous effects on longevity and youthfulness, and is considered a living treasure."
Yan Nange saw that Hong Yan's face remained indifferent after saying this. He couldn't help but think to himself, "This is a woman with an iron heart. I wonder if she, as a woman, has ever considered how she would feel if she were that Snow Region girl! An empty shell, devoid of heart, merely a walking corpse!"
But after speaking of others in his heart, and then thinking of himself, how was he any better? Wasn't he just as cold-blooded and heartless! He was nothing more than a walking corpse! After berating himself, he seemed to feel a little better, and the guilt and struggle in his heart seemed to lessen considerably.
Isn't this how people slowly become cold-blooded, cruel, and numb? Once you find your inner balance, you can gradually reach a state of indifference and detachment from worldly affairs.

(Chapter 77: The Four Extremes
: 10-21 10:17:05, 2745 words)

No one in the hall spoke, but judging from their expressions, they were clearly tempted. Handsome men and beautiful women who could make men vigorous, women youthful, and even prolong life, and were pleasing to the eye—no wonder they were tempted!
At this moment, Yan Nange understood that this so-called "Garden Gathering" was actually an auction. What else was on the market besides this person? Looking at these greedy or indifferent faces, although he was equally indifferent, he couldn't help but find them disgusting and irritating!
Hong Yan's voice rang out at just the right moment, as the distinguished guests eagerly awaited the arrival of this perfect couple: "These two Snowland people are not for sale individually. The starting price is ten thousand taels of gold, with bids increasing by one thousand taels!"
The hall was silent for a moment, then the shouts of the distinguished guests and Hong Yan's calls rose and fell in waves. The most intense competition came from three people: Princess Yu Luo, veiled in white; King Liuli, in white robes and a golden crown; and the wealthy and powerful Gui Qianshan, dressed in purple robes. Finally, Gui Qianshan won the Snowland couple with five hundred and eighty thousand taels of gold.
Yan Nange observed that although Princess Yu Luo and King Liuli appeared calm on the surface, their eyes held a cold glint. Clearly, Gui Qianshan had angered them. Now, it seemed a good show was about to begin!
With the Snowland couple taken away, Yan Nange felt a little better. He felt somewhat fortunate: if this snow-covered girl, who looked almost exactly like Xiangxiang, hadn't been so cold, but instead displayed anger, despair, or sorrow, he estimated he wouldn't have been able to bear the fact that she had been taken away by someone else. Now, however, he could barely tolerate it.
Even so, the Hong family father and daughter, and the wealthy manor lord, were still repulsive to him.
Hong Yan's voice rang out: "The *Souqi Zhi* says that the extreme of the South Sea is a fairy mountain called Zhongnan. Zhongnan Mountain is shrouded in mist, its true face unseen. The mountain is full of wondrous sights and secluded realms, with rare birds and beasts roaming among them, and rare herbs and spiritual flowers taking root within. Furthermore, there is a magical race that dwells in this mountain, less than a foot tall, with unparalleled skill and ingenuity, called the Qiqiao Clan… I, Ruyuan, am fortunate to have spent ten years acquiring three members of the Qiqiao Clan in Zhongnan. Please, esteemed guests, take a look at this novelty."
With a clap of his hands, the four pretty maids carried a black-cloth-covered chest and placed it on the square platform in the center of the hall. The black cloth was pulled back, revealing three tiny figures, each six or seven inches tall, inside the cage. Their faces were no different from ordinary people; they were all young and unremarkable. At that moment, they were busily building a small house with various tools, already more than halfway complete. The house was uniquely beautiful, its craftsmanship exquisite.
The three members of the Qiqiao tribe seemed completely unconcerned about being confined in a cage and watched by so many people; they focused intently on their work, their expressions calm and composed, showing no sign of restraint or fear. One couldn't help but admire their courage and focus. The
starting bid was 30,000 taels of gold, with each bid starting at 3,000 taels. The second round of the auction for the Qiqiao tribe began in the hall. These three Qiqiao tribe members were extraordinary. Their small size was rare, but their craftsmanship was of immeasurable value. Imagine the scale and utilization of their creations—the resulting wealth would be astonishing! Compared to the health and anti-aging effects of the snow-covered people, tangible wealth was far more enticing! This is also why the three members of the Qiqiao Clan had higher starting and ending prices than the Snow Region people!
In this auction, the competition was fiercest again between Princess Yuluo, King Liuli, and the wealthy manor lord Gui Qianshan; everyone sensed a strong fighting spirit. In the end, the wealthy manor lord won with his bid of 1.1 million taels of gold.
Yan Nange, seeing the fat man's relaxed expression, suspected he might be the richest person in the hall. What surprised Yan Nange was that Lan Xiaoyang in front of him only symbolically bid twice, unlike the others who were so enthusiastic. It seemed his goal wasn't this. So, what was he here for? Was he just there to join the fun? Yan Nange was very puzzled.
The next two auctions were for a scorpion from the Devil's Desert in the far west of the Qiankun Earth, and a mermaid from the Forget-Me-Not Sea in the far east, as described in the *Souqi Zhi*.
The scorpion had lost its ability to attack; one pore on its body secreted an incredibly terrifying poison that could instantly melt a foot-thick steel plate; another pore secreted a liquid that could cure all poisons!
The mermaid was incomparably beautiful, her beauty comparable to the Snow Maiden, but her delicate and charming allure surpassed the Snow Maiden a thousandfold. Although her lower body was a fishtail, it was still an absolute delight to behold! Her tears would freeze into pearls in an instant. Moreover, it was said that whoever could hear her song could use their own blood to transform her tail into a human body, becoming a true beauty! Such a peerless beauty, if she were to become a beauty, then...
The two auctions attracted many bidders. In the end, the Scorpion Man was sold to the Glass King for 600,000 taels of gold, and the mermaid to Princess Yu Luo for 700,000 taels. The wealthy manor lord didn't compete with the two, and the others, seeing the murderous glares from the two, though reluctant, ultimately gave up the competition—they didn't have the background of the wealthy manor lord, Gui Qianshan, and dared to compete with princesses and princes!
After watching these four auctions, Yan Nange realized how little she knew about this world. Previously, he thought Xiangxiang and Yanbaobao were extraordinary beings who would shock the world, but now it seemed less serious. At least today, he had seen four different kinds of extraordinary beings here. However, the people in the hall, while somewhat surprised, weren't particularly astonished—perhaps this world was inherently filled with strange things.
If that's the case, then there are many others in this world with supernatural abilities like his. Yan Nange thought to himself. At the same time, he developed a strong interest in the *Souqi Zhi* (Records of Strange Things) that Hong Yan had repeatedly mentioned. If only he had such a book! With such a book in hand, he could roam the world freely.
"Next, I will present to you, distinguished guests, a spear whose name you have surely heard of—the Juntian Spear. Legend has it that this spear was used by Juntian, one of the nine great gods of ancient times. Later, Juntian ascended to the heavens, leaving this spear to guard Mount Jiucang and prevent the demons beneath it from harming the mortal world. The legend also mentions that whoever obtains this spear will gain supreme divine power, capable of subduing demons. Moreover, this spear contains a great secret; it is said that whoever uncovers the secret will not only obtain an astonishing treasure but also attain immortality!" Hong
Yan finished speaking and clapped her hands. Two pretty maids carried a wooden frame, and one of them held a short, bronze spear about five feet long, placing it on a high platform in the hall. The short spear was covered in rust and verdigris, dull and lifeless, showing no trace of its magic!

Chapter 78 The Spear of Juntian
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Yet, this very short spear ignited a fervent light in the eyes of all the distinguished guests in the hall. Even the usually composed and calm Lan Xiaoyang showed this same fervor in his eyes, even more so than the others.
Yan Nange noticed that Lan Xiaoyang's breathing and heartbeat had become rapid and erratic the moment Hong Yan mentioned the Spear of Juntian. He finally understood why Yan Nange had come—it was this rusty short spear of Juntian!
In Yan Nange's memory, such things usually concealed secrets like treasures. However, the final result was often that there was no treasure at all, just a trap; or one either didn't get what they wanted, or got what they wanted but paid a heavy price. Only those who had no interest in such things often obtained them effortlessly. This is what is meant by "the virtuous possess it!"
Yan Nange also loved treasures and the idea of becoming an immortal. However, he always felt that legends and such things were unreliable. If he had to search for these ethereal things, he'd rather rely on his own wisdom to acquire wealth and enjoy life! Of course, if someone gave him the Heavenly Spear, he would gladly accept it; studying it in his spare time would be a pleasant pastime!
The Heavenly Spear had a very high starting price: 100,000 taels of gold, with bids starting at 10,000 taels. The competition was exceptionally fierce, with all the distinguished guests vying for it, driving the price up dramatically. Ultimately, the rusty Heavenly Spear was won by Lan Xiaoyang for a staggering 5.2 million taels of gold.
5.2 million taels of gold—that was enough to buy a small city!
"Rich people are rich! They spend 5.2 million taels of gold on a broken spear without even flinching, they're practically jumping for joy! They're insane!" Yan Nange thought to himself. In his eyes, Lan Xiaoyang was no longer the seemingly wise old man he'd seen before, but a complete lunatic!
However, Yan Nange was also very clear about one thing: Lan Xiaoyang had definitely planned this all along! This broken spear might actually be useful to him. As for whether it was worth that much gold, only God knew!
The auction had ended, and what happened next revealed Yan Nange's purpose for being there—a martial arts contest! It turned out that the annual Ruyuan Gathering culminated in a martial arts competition. This wasn't a free event; prizes were offered by the distinguished guests and the owner of Ruyuan. The victorious warrior would win all the prizes!
These prizes were truly substantial, each worth over ten thousand taels of gold. There were fifty-four distinguished guests in the hall, plus the Hong family of Ruyuan, totaling fifty-five prizes, worth nearly a million taels of gold! Even among the wealthy attendees, such a large prize was enough to pique their interest!
The contest unfolded in the hall, with fifty-four teams (Ruyuan not participating) drawn into groups for the competition. The method was simple: each team could send three fighters; the winners continued, and the losers were eliminated. This continued until a final victor was determined.
Yan Nange, the champion of the Grand Tang Dynasty Gladiator Tournament, was naturally chosen by Lan Xiaoyang to participate, along with two burly young warriors.
To Yan Nange's bewilderment, neither the white-clad warrior behind Princess Yuluo nor the black-clad warrior behind King Liuli participated. In his view, only those two were his true opponents; the rest were no match!
This was a contest of vastly unequal strength, with Yan Nange winning with a single move from beginning to end. The warriors were either knocked unconscious or temporarily rendered incapacitated.
His performance left everyone in the hall speechless, including the host, Lan Xiaoyang, Princess Yuluo, and King Liuli, Leng Yan. The latter four, in particular, noticed the astonishing change in Yan Nange's strength—a world of difference! This discovery made them both jealous of Lan Xiaoyang and annoyed by his interference; otherwise, this talent would have already been theirs!
What happened next shocked everyone even more! After Yan Nange's victory, Lan Xiaoyang immediately announced that all the prize money Yan Nange had won in the contest would be his reward!
This generosity left everyone speechless, and Yan Nange was stunned for a long time. Upon regaining consciousness, he immediately bowed and expressed his gratitude. He didn't refuse; it was something he had won, and he felt no guilt about accepting it for his service. However, this also filled him with immense admiration for his employer, Lan Xiaoyang—such generosity and magnanimity were rare indeed, at least among those present. Otherwise, they wouldn't all have such shocked expressions.
Moreover, this incident showed that Lan Xiaoyang knew how to cherish talent and manage people's hearts! The moment Yan Nange displayed his astonishing strength, he reacted immediately, making him willingly continue to serve him!
Regarding Lan Xiaoyang's actions, one-third of the distinguished guests praised him, one-third remained silent, and one-third ridiculed him. Princess Yuluo and King Liuli were extremely impressed; they knew Yan Nange was absolutely worth the price—for a true martial arts master, their value in times of danger cannot be measured solely by money! However, even they might not have been as generous as Lan Xiaoyang! This was the difference in character! And it was the reason why Lan Xiaoyang had achieved such great success!
Back at the Lan residence, Lan Xiaoyang, in front of Yan Nange, instructed Steward Lan: give Yan Nange the prize money, a mantis shrimp, a fine house in a side courtyard, and four maids; from that day forward, Yan Nange could freely enter and leave all parts of the Lan residence except for the women's inner quarters, and could leave after informing Steward Lan if he needed anything.
Yan Nange politely declined the prize money, the fine house, and the maids, saying that he liked living in the abandoned garden, enjoying its tranquility and scenery, and also liked catching and raising some living creatures, which would be convenient there.
Upon hearing this, Lan Xiaoyang didn't say anything more, only smiling slightly, "Your hobbies are quite unique! Then it's fine as you like! If you need anything, just tell Steward Lan!" After saying that, he patted him on the shoulder and turned to leave.
Steward Lan had never seen his master treat someone like this before, and immediately understood Yan Nange's importance. He laughed, "Guard Yan is indeed extraordinary, winning the championship with a single move! I admire you! By the way, is there anything else you need? Just let me know. You heard what the master said, so please don't be shy."
Yan Nange smiled and said, "If there is anything, I will tell the steward, but I really don't need anything right now! Thank you, steward!"
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Yan Nange returned to the small courtyard in the abandoned garden of the side courtyard with the prize worth a million gold coins. He had just spent a short while being affectionate with Yan Baobao when Lan San brought lunch. Lan San already knew about Yan Nange's situation and was even more respectful to him, which made Yan Nange a little uncomfortable.
Today's lunch was obviously different from usual. The two large food boxes were filled with delicacies, several levels higher than the usual dishes. The staple food and wine were also several levels higher.
Yan Nange and Yan Baobao, father and daughter, were very happy, eating and drinking to their hearts' content. In short, it was simply: awesome!

Chapter 79 Baby's Kiss
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"Daddy, what are all these things? Hmm, this bead is quite fun!"
Yan Nange lay on the bed, his daughter snuggling in his arms, curiously looking at the strange things scattered on the bed. She picked up a large, bright blue bead and happily played with it.
Yan Nange stroked his daughter's little head and said softly, "This is Daddy's reward. These things are enough for us to eat, drink, and play to our hearts' content for a lifetime! Many people couldn't earn even a fraction of this in their entire lives!"
Yan Bao nodded, seemingly understanding, then threw down the bead, snuggled up to him, and with her small, delicate hands, she held his face and kissed him repeatedly. A hazy mist shimmered in her beautiful eyes, a hint of warmth in them.
Yan Nange was used to his daughter's way of showing affection; he closed his eyes and smiled, enjoying this happiness. But when the baby kissed his lips, he slowly felt something was off.
Yan Nange froze for a moment, then quickly lifted the baby's little body slightly, looking at her flushed face and her beautiful, dreamy eyes—clearly, she was moved. He was shocked; how could this be!
He took a deep breath and calmed himself. He held the baby in his arms and gently asked, "Baby, what were you doing just now?"
The baby's dreamy, burning eyes regained some clarity, and she murmured, "Kissing Daddy! Baby felt so comfortable and fun kissing Daddy like that!"
Hearing this, Yan Nange felt a little more at ease and said, "Baby, kissing Daddy like that isn't good! Don't do that again, okay?"
"No! No! Baby wants to kiss Daddy, wants to kiss Daddy like that! If Daddy won't let Baby kiss like that, it means he doesn't like Baby! Daddy doesn't like Baby!" As the baby spoke, her eyes welled up with tears, which streamed down her face like pearls, and she cried sadly.
This was the first time the baby had cried, and her pitiful appearance cut Yan Nange's heart like a knife. He quickly scooped her up, lay on his back, kissed her little face, wiped away her tears, and gently coaxed, "Baby, don't cry. How could Daddy not love you? You're Daddy's precious darling! Daddy's bad, Daddy was wrong!"
The baby, with teary eyes, pitifully asked, "Then... then can Daddy still let me kiss you?"
Yan Nange felt his thoughts were too sordid and complicated. After all, she was just a little baby; what was wrong with kissing her? Seeing how heartbroken she was was truly unforgivable! He felt guilty and said, "Yes! As long as you're happy, baby, and don't cry!" He couldn't help but kiss her adorable little face again, his heart softening. Hearing this,
the baby stopped crying and smiled, then hugged his neck, murmuring, "Daddy's so good, Daddy's so good!" while showering him with kisses.
This was a sweet happiness of being a father! Yan Nange happily embraced this happiness.
The baby fell asleep while kissing him. Yan Nange took off the baby's clothes and gently placed him in the blanket. He quietly left the room, picked up a bucket, and quietly filled it with water, slowly pouring it over himself.
After watering the plants with several buckets of water, he changed into shorts and sat on the steps in front of the door.
Looking at the bright moon, he thought of Xiangxiang… He recalled those beautiful memories, feeling a pang of sadness, yet also a renewed burning desire within him. Lately, this had been happening more and more frequently; he couldn't help but think of women, his blood boiling!
Upon closer inspection, it wasn't surprising. Although he was only sixteen, his energy was excessive; his body was already mature, and he had long since experienced the pleasures of intimacy. But since Xiangxiang left, he hadn't been with a woman for over a year, so it was no wonder he was burning with lust and unable to control himself!
"It seems I should leave the manor as soon as possible to find a woman to release my pent-up desire; otherwise, this long-term repression won't be good for my health!" Thinking this, Yan Nange decided to go out and seek pleasure the next day to vent his pent-up desire—nighttime was absolutely out of the question; he didn't want to leave Yan Baobao alone. Baobao would wake up several times every night, calling for him, needing to be held to fall back asleep!
He stood up and practiced martial arts in the courtyard, using this vigorous exercise to calm his intense desires. It was very effective; after practicing for a short while, his body cooled down. This level of exercise wasn't enough to heat up his incredibly strong body!
Just as he was getting into the swing of things, he suddenly heard the sounds of fighting and screams coming from the main courtyard of the inner residence. Startled, he immediately dashed towards the source of the sounds like a wisp of smoke.
Outside the tallest building in the main courtyard—the Lan Yue Tower—eight old men were fighting two masked men in black. Yan Nange could tell from afar that the two old men were skilled in martial arts, but compared to the two men in black, they were far inferior and already showing signs of defeat. Many servants and guards were eager to join the fight, but they couldn't get close enough to get close.
Although Yan Nange didn't recognize the eight old men, he could tell they were on his side. Just as he was about to go and help, he suddenly saw a black shadow fly into the second floor of the Lan Yue Tower like lightning!
"There are enemies in the tower!" Yan Nange shouted, already leaping into the air and flying into the second floor. Upon hearing his shout, the servants and guards immediately rushed into the building.
As soon as Yan Nange entered the second floor of Lan Yue Tower, he saw Lan Xiaoyang wielding the Juntian Spear, fighting a man in black wielding a large sword.

(Chapter 80, Snowy Beauty
: 10-21 10:17:07, 3227 words)

Despite his usual thin and frail appearance, Lan Xiaoyang was surprisingly skilled. However, the man in black was even more formidable, forcing Lan Xiaoyang to retreat steadily, utterly powerless to retaliate! Moreover, blood was flowing from his chest, clearly indicating an injury.
Yan Nange leaped up, charging forward, and struck the man in black's back with his left fist.
The back was a vital point; the man in black turned and parried with his sword. Just as the blade was about to strike Yan Nange's fist, the fist suddenly retracted, and another snow-white fist appeared beneath his exposed ribs. With a cracking sound, the man in black was thrown backward, blood gushing as he crashed through the window and flew out of the building!
Yan Nange gave chase, but the man in black lightly braced himself upon landing and sped away. He followed closely behind, and the two left the Lan residence under the moonlight, heading north at breakneck speed.
Reaching a vast garden in the north of the city, the man in black disappeared into a cluster of houses.
This must be the residence of some important figure, its spaciousness and grandeur no less than the Lan residence.
"I heard the master bought a girl today, she's stunningly beautiful!"
"Tsk tsk, I heard from Xiao Qi and the others that it's a man and a woman, from the Snow Region. You know, our master is bisexual!"
The voices of two guards attracted Yan Nange's attention. He swooped down, knocked one of them unconscious, and asked for the location of their master's residence before speeding away.
The person who bought the Snow Region women was none other than Gui Qianshan, the wealthy lord of the manor. This was Gui Qianshan's mansion in the city.
Yan Nange was already annoyed at not being able to rescue the Snow Region woman who looked exactly like Xiangxiang, and now that he had the chance, he was determined to seize it and rescue her.
He arrived at Gui Qianshan's inner courtyard residence—the magnificent nine-story Jue Se Lou (Exquisite Beauty Tower). Night had fallen, but the tower was brightly lit.
Yan Nange strained his exceptional hearing, listening intently into the tower. Seven floors were filled with suggestive sounds. On
the seventh floor, the sound of a woman's long, drawn-out breathing could be heard. This breathing was not that of an ordinary woman; Yan Nange remembered the rhythm. The Snow Region beauty's breathing had the same rhythm.
Yan Nange landed lightly, like a cat, outside the seventh-floor window, and then, in a moment when the guards outside weren't paying attention, he pushed open the window and leaped inside.
This was a spacious and luxurious room. The main color scheme was pink, and the decor exuded a strong sense of ambiguity.
In the center of the room was an enormous round bed, surrounded by pink gauze curtains. Through these curtains, one could see a snow-white body draped in a thin black veil!
The body was so beautiful and alluring that even through several layers of gauze, its intense temptation was palpable!
A woman possessing such a captivating body was truly a peerless beauty. Even without seeing her face!
Yan Nange saw her face; it was the woman who looked almost exactly like Xiangxiang.
She lay on her back, her eyes filled with despair and confusion, crystal tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.
Yan Nange had long been aroused by her incredibly alluring body, almost losing his mind and throwing himself upon her.
However, reason prevailed over his impulse. He walked to the bedside and asked, "Can you move?"
The Snow Beauty was surprised to see him, followed by joy and shyness. Her pretty face flushed crimson, making him swallow hard.
She saw his gaze burning intently at her body and heard him swallow. She was overcome with embarrassment.
She blinked at him forcefully twice. Yan Nange guessed that her body was probably restricted by some martial arts or drug. Unfortunately, he knew nothing about this; he decided to rescue her first. He pulled the
pink silk sheet from beneath her, wrapped her hot, fragrant body in it, carried her to the window, glanced around, and disappeared into the vast night like a wisp of smoke. Since
it wasn't convenient to take the Snow Beauty back to the Lan Manor, Yan Nange went to the long-empty mansion in the city.
He placed the Snow Beauty on the bed and unwrapped the tightly wrapped sheet.
"Mmm!" she murmured, her pretty face flushed crimson, her body burning hot like red-hot iron, a strange fragrance wafting out as the sheets were opened.
Yan Nange saw her writhing, her beautiful eyes filled with wild, burning desire.
Suddenly, her arms wrapped around his neck, her small mouth pressing against his, kissing him wildly. Her passion caused Yan Nange's suppressed desire to surge. The flood that had been building up for so long burst forth, instantly overwhelming reason.
After a long while, a long moan rang out, and a beautiful red flower bloomed on the sheets beneath the snow-covered beauty. ...
When Yan Nange awoke, it was already the afternoon of the next day.
He stretched comfortably, then habitually reached to his side. Only then did he realize that the snow-covered beauty was gone.
Her alluring, faint fragrance still lingered on the pillow, but she had vanished without a trace, her whereabouts unknown.
He felt a pain in his chest, and looking down, he saw a deep, fine, complete tooth mark there—clearly her mark. At the same time, his right ear also hurt; reaching down, he felt a delicate earring!
Yan Nange knew this was also a mark left on him by the beautiful woman from the snowy region. This girl appeared cold and aloof during the day, but she was an absolute beauty, a gift from heaven!
Although it was only a one-night stand, Yan Nange believed he would never forget her. He believed she felt the same way; the mark she left him might be a token for their future meeting.
Last night, he learned her name—Bi Menghan, nickname Mengmeng. Her name was as beautiful as she was, and her nickname as lovely as she was. Unfortunately, he didn't know where her home was in the snowy region. He would definitely find her someday!
On his way back to the Lan residence after washing up, Yan Nange overheard people discussing—the wealthy manor lord, Gui Qianshan, had been found dead under mysterious circumstances this morning, and his manor's treasury had been ransacked.
He vaguely felt this was related to Bi Menghan, because during their encounter last night, he had discovered she possessed profound martial arts skills, far surpassing his own! However, this was just a suspicion; he didn't care who had done it. Whatever, that guy deserved to die!

Chapter 81: A Perfect Son-in-Law
(10-21 10:17:08, 3979 words)

Upon seeing Yan Nange return, the two burly men guarding the gate greeted him respectfully, saying, "Guardian Yan!"
Yan Nange remembered not being familiar with them, but smiled and nodded, somewhat surprised.
Entering the Lan residence, along the way, every servant, maid, and guard he encountered treated him with utmost respect, greeting him warmly. He recognized some, but didn't recognize most, yet they all seemed very familiar with him, and their respectful attitude left him quite bewildered.
Reaching the inner courtyard, he was about to return to his abandoned garden. He hadn't returned all night; he wondered if his beloved daughter had been frightened or cried.
"Guardian Yan, come with me, Master wants to see you!" Butler
Lan approached from afar, beckoning to Yan Nange and calling his name.
Yan Nange reluctantly followed him to Lan Xiaoyang's residence; he had been injured the previous night and was still in bed. Beside him sat a stunningly beautiful woman in her thirties, gently and tenderly feeding him ginseng soup.
"Master, Madam, Headguard Yan has returned!" Butler Lan announced respectfully.
Yan Nange was astonished that an old man like Lan Xiaoyang had such a young and beautiful wife. However, he didn't show it, bowing and saying, "Yan Nange greets the Master and Madam."
Lan Xiaoyang's face lit up with joy upon seeing him, and he smiled, "Steward, please have a seat!"
"Thank you, Master." After Yan Nange sat down, he asked, "Master, are your injuries better?"
Lan Xiaoyang smiled and said, "It's nothing serious. If you hadn't arrived in time last night, this old body of mine would be finished! By the way, are you alright?"
Hearing Lan Xiaoyang's concern for his condition, Yan Nange felt a warmth in his heart and said, "Don't worry, Master, I'm fine. But it's a pity that the thief escaped into Gui Qianshan's mansion and disappeared without a trace."
"It was Gui Qianshan's man? No wonder! Then... don't mention this matter to me again, or it will be detrimental to you." Lan Xiaoyang suddenly thought of Gui Qianshan's death.
Yan Nange smiled brightly and said, "I went out for drinks and entertainment last night, and only heard about Gui Qianshan's matter this morning. The world is not peaceful these days, Master. I think we need to hire more skilled guards to protect the Lan family!"
At this moment, the beautiful lady said softly, "Yes, Master. Guard Yan is right. We should hire more guards. What happened last night terrified me!" As she spoke, the lady seemed about to cry.
Lan Xiaoyang reached out and grasped his wife's small hand, saying, "I had the same thought! However, talents like Xiaoge are extremely rare, and ordinary people are of little use."
Yan Nange said, "Actually, I don't have any special skills; I've only honed my basic skills through hard work. There are countless talented people in the world. If the patriarch were to issue a proclamation to recruit them, wouldn't they flock to it?" The
previously silent steward, Lan, said, "Master, I think Headguard Yan's idea is excellent. Why don't we issue a hero's proclamation throughout the land? Perhaps we can indeed recruit some extraordinary individuals!"
Lan Xiaoyang nodded and said, "You can handle this matter... By the way, Xiaoge, you saved my life this time. What reward do you want? Just tell me, and I'll grant you whatever I can do!"
Yan Nange pondered for a moment and said, "Protecting you and the Lan family is my duty. However, if the patriarch truly wishes to reward me, I have only one request—to leave the Lan family."
Lan Xiaoyang, Madam Lan, and Steward Lan were all taken aback. Their expressions turned somewhat grim. They hadn't expected Yan Nange to make this request at this moment.
Yan Nange, anticipating this reaction, smiled and said, "I enjoy a free life. Staying in one courtyard all the time isn't my ideal. Making this request now might be inappropriate, but it has indeed been my long-held wish." Lan Xiaoyang was
the first to regain his composure, sighing, "Actually, I knew this moment would come, but I didn't expect it to be so soon! You're not one to be driven by others; being a guard is truly a great injustice to you… How about this, I'll grant you freedom, but you'll have to keep a title of 'offering' here with me from now on, and come visit often, how about that?"
Yan Nange was deeply moved by these words. Lan Xiaoyang, with his status, was so honest and respectful towards him, treating him not as a servant, but more like a friend. He rose and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Patriarch. I was going to say that if there's anything I can do for you, just let me know! I'll come and bother you often!"
Lan Xiaoyang smiled broadly and said, "Alright, then it's settled. I won't mention any rewards. If you need anything, just tell Steward Lan, and he'll do his best to fulfill your requests. Hehe, I'm just afraid you won't have any requests!"
Yan Nange smiled but didn't speak. He really didn't have any requests.
After chatting casually with Lan Xiaoyang for a few more minutes, Yan Nange got up to take his leave. Lan Xiaoyang said, "Little Ge, don't forget to come and visit often."
Yan Nange smiled and nodded, telling him to rest well.
Back in the abandoned garden courtyard, Yan Baobao threw herself into his arms and cried for a long time. Hearing that he was moving to a new house and would take her to eat delicious food, see beautiful things, and play fun games, the little beauty finally stopped her storm.
Steward Lan sent a carriage, and Yan Nange packed everything up. Yan Baobao was also hidden in a wicker trunk before they set off from the Lan residence.
Before leaving the manor, Yan Nange delivered a blood ant egg to Lan Xiaoyang, asking him to make some soup to aid his recovery.
Although he disliked young masters like Lan Tianhen, the man was already dead, and there was no point in hating him. Lan Xiaoyang, however, was worthy of his respect and admiration!
Long after Yan Nange had left the Lan manor, Lan Xiaoyang, his wife, and the steward were still gazing at the large, crystal-clear, and fragrant egg in a daze. They had seen many rare treasures, but never anything like this!
They ordered someone to cut off a small piece and boil it into soup. Even before the soup was finished, its aroma filled the air. Lan Xiaoyang and his wife each ate a bowl, feeling warm and refreshed, their minds clear and their senses sharp—an indescribable sense of well-being!
"What a treasure! It's amazing!" Lan's wife exclaimed in amazement.
Lan Xiaoyang said, "Truly miraculous! Just as miraculous as others. This treasure is probably many times more valuable than the little I gave him. Butler, you should also soak up some of the divine energy and have a bowl. Give me and Madam two more bowls!"
After the three of them finished the blood ant egg soup, they all let out a long, satisfied sigh.
Lan Xiaoyang felt an intense itching and heat at his wound. He opened it and all three of them were dumbfounded—the wound had healed!
Lan Xiaoyang, Madam Lan, and Butler Lan were shocked for a long time. Afterward, they looked at each other, not knowing what to say!
"Alas! He's more than just miraculous, he's practically a god!"
Lan Xiaoyang got up and felt not only that his body had recovered, but his martial arts skills had also greatly improved. He sighed inwardly.
"Master, now it seems Yiyi's illness can also be cured!" Madam Lan said with delight.
Lan Xiaoyang beamed upon hearing this, saying, "Exactly! If my daughter recovers, I'll betroth her to Xiaoge! He saved our whole family!"
Madam Lan said, "Others might go crazy upon hearing this news, but it's hard to say whether Xiaoge will agree or not."
Butler Lan said, "I think he will agree. He seems like the kind of person who's passionate. Miss is gentle and beautiful; after getting to know him better, it would be strange if he didn't agree!" Lan Xiaoyang
and Madam Lan smiled upon hearing this, and Lan Xiaoyang said, "You see things so clearly. I'm not as good as you in this matter!"
Madam Lan said, "When Yiyi is truly well, we should arrange for them to meet more often. We can't let someone else snatch such a good son-in-law away."
The three of them laughed heartily, and Yan Nange was thus designated as the future son-in-law of the Lan family. This joyous occasion also eased the lingering grief of losing their son.

Chapter 82 of the novel, Tianyi Residence
: 10-21 10:17:08, 3416 words.

Yan Nange finally finished settling into his new home around noon.
The world is truly unpredictable; you can never know what might happen next! Anything is possible!
Holding Yan Baobao, Yan Nange walked around the house, asking, "Baby, is this new home nice?"
Yan Baobao happily kissed him, saying in her childish voice, "It's great! Baby loves it!"
"Baby, let's go eat!"
Yan Nange carried Yan Baobao out the door, heading towards Tianyi Residence, the most famous restaurant in Lantian City.
Tianyi Residence was located in the middle of Longxiao Street, the most bustling street in Lantian City. Yan Nange's house wasn't in a prime location, but it wasn't too far from one either.
After leaving the house, the father and daughter strolled leisurely along the street. Although the weather was already quite cold, the streets were still full of people dressed lightly. Especially the women, many of whom were still wearing thin skirts, the hems occasionally fluttering to reveal a glimpse of their alluring white skin.
Yan Nange and Yan Baobao weren't dressed very warmly either, but due to their physical condition, they didn't seem to feel the cold!
Yan Nange, a handsome young man in white, exuded an air of refined elegance, and the blue earring on his ear, combined with his untamed eyes and languid, radiant smile, created a striking visual impact. Yan Baobao, a stunningly beautiful girl in fiery red, amplified this visual impact countless times.
Wherever the father and daughter went, they were met with astonished gazes. They were simply too dazzling.
When they encountered something that looked appealing, Yan Nange would take Yan Baobao to try a little; when they saw something fun, he would buy her some; they planned to buy the larger items later.
They strolled along, stopping frequently, until they arrived at "Tianyi Ju."
"Sir, do you have a reservation?" a waiter at Tianyi Ju asked Yan Nange solicitously, his attitude extremely courteous.
"No, what's wrong? Are you fully booked today?" Yan Nange asked, puzzled.
Just as the waiter was about to speak, the manager, after looking around for a while, suddenly came out, bowed, and said, "So it's Young Master Yan! Please follow me to the private room on the second floor!"
Yan Nange was quite surprised; he didn't remember seeing this manager before! How did he know him?
Upon reaching the largest private room on the second floor, the manager pulled out a chair for Yan Nange and bowed, saying, "Young Master Yan, this is our own restaurant, no need to be so polite. I'll instruct the waiter to bring you here directly next time you come!"
Yan Nange frowned slightly, then smiled brightly and said, "So this is also a property of the Lan family!"
The manager nodded and said, "That's right, it's just not publicly known... Please sit down, I'll prepare a table of our best dishes for you, as well as desserts and fruits that children love."
With that, the manager bowed and withdrew. After a short while, delicious food was brought into the private room, and two beautiful, identical twin maids served him.
Yan Nange invited the two young maids to the table to eat with them. At first, the two maids were a little reserved and timid, but after seeing how kind and amiable Yan Nange was, and how witty and charming Yan Baobao was, the two maids revealed their girlish innocence and liveliness. They got along very well.
Through conversation, Yan Nange learned that the two maids were not maids at all, but the innkeeper's two beloved daughters, who had come specifically to entertain Yan Baobao and serve him meals.
The two maids were only fourteen years old. Once their true nature was revealed, they were incredibly lively and adorable, and Yan Baobao liked them very much. One of them was named Yun Xixi, and the other Yun Meimei, names as lovely as their personalities.
When the innkeeper came up and saw his daughters eating with the distinguished guests, he felt a little uneasy. However, seeing how happy Yan Nange and the baby were, and how cheerful his daughters were, and remembering what Steward Lan had said, he said nothing more and quietly withdrew.
Yan Nange was enjoying his meal when he suddenly heard a commotion downstairs. He listened intently and realized it was the innkeeper's cries of pain.
He grabbed the baby and rushed out of the private room. Seeing the two little maids following behind, he said, "You two should go back to the inner quarters. You can't help here, and you might get hurt."
The two maids, with tears in their eyes, said, "Father must have been bullied, young master! You must save him!" They knew he was highly skilled in martial arts.
Yan Nange nodded and strode downstairs.
Just as he reached the top of the stairs, a group of burly men in fine clothes rushed up. Without a word, Yan Nange kicked them several times, sending them tumbling down the stairs, all unconscious.
He came downstairs and saw the innkeeper being protected by a group of men in blue robes, his face slightly bruised, but his injuries didn't seem too serious. The group of men in fine clothes confronted them.
"Aren't you going to take the innkeeper to see a doctor! I'll handle this," Yan Nange said with a bright smile.
The burly men in blue knew his identity. Several of them hurriedly carried the innkeeper out to see a doctor, while the rest stood beside Yan Nange.
"Are you the owner of this restaurant?"
a handsome young man in white robes asked sarcastically. Yan Nange immediately sensed that this was the kind of person who deserved a beating from the voice, and seeing the纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) look on his face only reinforced that impression.
Yan Nange laughed, "Whether it is or not, it doesn't matter. It seems a bit unreasonable for this young master to bring so many people to beat an elderly man!"
"Hahaha... There's nothing unreasonable about it. This entire Sheng Tang Kingdom is my family's property, and I can do whatever I want with it!"
Yan Nange laughed heartily upon hearing this, saying, "Even if you are a prince of the Sheng Tang Kingdom, it seems there's no law in the Sheng Tang Kingdom that allows you to beat people at will. Besides, this is a subordinate city! It's under the Black Dragon King's rule!"
"That's right! This young brother is absolutely right! Men, take these troublemakers away, and those who disobey will be killed without mercy!"
A burly man in light armor walked in, and with a single command, a group of soldiers surrounded, bound, and took away all the richly dressed men. No one dared to disobey.
The burly man smiled at Yan Nange and cupped his hands, saying, "Young Master Yan!"
Yan Nange looked at the man and immediately thought of someone, cupping his hands in return and smiling, "General Hei!"
"Indeed!" General Hei laughed heartily, patted Yan Nange on the shoulder, and was a generous and forthright man.
"Hei Mingxiao, what do you mean by this? Are you rebelling?" The man in fine clothes stood up and shouted.
General Hei's smile vanished, and he said coldly, "Eighth Prince! I'm warning you one last time, if you dare to cause trouble in my Lantian City again, don't blame me for showing you no mercy!"

Chapter 83 Killing Intent
: 10-21 10:17:09 Words: 3776

"Hey! Isn't this Eighth Prince? Why do you look so upset? You didn't get to eat the food here, but you don't need to be so angry."
A handsome young man in white walked in, accompanied by a cold-looking man in black. The young man was equally cold-looking, even when he was making witty remarks.
Yan Nange recognized the man and bowed, saying, "This humble subject greets Your Highness, Prince Liuli!"
Hei Mingxiao also bowed and greeted Prince Liuli.
King Liuli smiled and said, "No need for formalities, I'm just a guest!"
Yan Nange smiled and said, "Your Highness's presence is an honor to my humble abode." After speaking, he gave a signal to the waiter beside him, who was quick-witted and immediately bowed to lead King Liuli upstairs.
King Liuli smiled and looked at Yan Nange, nodded in acknowledgment, and went upstairs. He ignored the Eighth Prince, who was filled with hatred, gritting his teeth and his eyes practically spitting fire.
"Hei Mingxiao, remember what happened today! And you, you better watch out for your treasure..."
The Eighth Prince was about to speak when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his throat and couldn't breathe. A pair of deep, murderous eyes appeared before him, but a bright smile graced their faces.
"Your Highness, remember, you can come to me, but if you dare to scheme against my daughter, I will completely forget your identity. Then, you'll probably regret being alive!"
She finished speaking, reaching out to straighten his collar, and whispered, "Your Highness, your neck is very white and slender!"
The Eighth Prince's face changed repeatedly, flashing with resentment and fear. He snorted and strode away.
Everyone was stunned by Yan Nange's actions, except for Hei Mingxiao, who laughed heartily, saying, "Good! That's satisfying!"
Yan Nange, holding Yan Baobao, said to Hei Mingxiao, "General, how about a drink?"
Hei Mingxiao laughed, patting his shoulder, "Good, I like it!" He then ordered his men to escort the others back to the camp, while he, along with several burly personal guards, went upstairs with Yan Nange.
The shopkeepers, sensing the situation, cleaned up the mess on the first floor, and after a while, business resumed as normal.
A few moments later, Manager Yun returned with a group of burly men, only to find that the matter had been resolved. He dismissed the crowd and continued to run his business as if nothing had happened. Seeing that
Tianyi Residence had such a powerful background, even the prince couldn't cause trouble, the diners felt relieved and continued to come in to eat, soon filling the restaurant to capacity.
"It seems I've always underestimated him! He's someone who will never submit to anyone!"
King Liuli muttered to himself after hearing the black-clad guard Leng Yan's account of Yan Nange choking the Eighth Prince.
"However, I wasn't the only one who misjudged him; she was too. Heh, Lan Xiaoyang was wrong too, but he's clever and has corrected himself now. It's a pity we don't even have the chance to correct ourselves."
King Liuli took a sip of wine and fell silent. Leng Yan silently poured him more wine.
At that moment, Princess Yuluo lazily curled up on the steps in her boudoir within the luxurious mansion, sighing, "We were all wrong."
Yu'er, dressed in white, didn't speak, but sat quietly to the side, staring blankly into space.
Lan Xiaoyang was watching his wife feed soup to a stunningly beautiful young woman lying on the bed. Her beautiful face was deathly pale, lacking vitality and color. This young woman was his only daughter, Lan Yiyi.
After drinking a few sips of the soup, Lan Yiyi's complexion not only became rosy, but her exposed skin also gained a lovely, rosy glow.
"How do you feel?" Madam Lan asked.
Lan Yiyi smiled sweetly and said, "Very comfortable! My whole body feels warm, and the pain is gone! Mother, let me sit for a while!"
Lan Xiaoyang and his wife were overjoyed and quickly helped their daughter up.
The soup's magic didn't stop there; soon after drinking it, Lan Yiyi was able to get out of bed and walk. A smile and laughter, unheard of for years, returned, filling Lan Xiaoyang and his wife with immense joy, even bringing tears to their eyes! Lan Yiyi also wept with emotion, and the three of them embraced and wept.
After a while, the three separated, chatting happily. The housekeeper, Lan, entered and reported the events at Tianyi Residence to Lan Xiaoyang.
"It seems he's truly destined for us. He's already done us another favor just outside the manor. I underestimated his courage and his methods. Yes, this is the kind of husband my Yiyi wants!"
Lan Xiaoyang smiled as he looked at his beloved daughter. Lan Yiyi's pretty face flushed red, and she said coquettishly, "Father, what are you saying? I don't want a husband!"
Madam Lan patted her daughter, who was snuggling in her arms, and said with a smile, "Yiyi, even if you don't want him, he might not like you! Your savior is no ordinary man!"
Hearing this, Lan Yiyi raised her head and said doubtfully, "I don't believe he's that great!"
Lan Xiaoyang and Madam Lan exchanged a smile and said, "If you don't believe me, I didn't believe anyone could look down on wealth and power, but he doesn't care at all! If you're not convinced, why don't you try and see who's better!"
A captivating light flashed in Lan Yiyi's clear eyes, and she said with a smile, "Father and Mother, there's no need to provoke me. If he's really as outstanding as you say, what's wrong with me marrying him! I'll have a good fight with him and see who's better!" After saying that, a cunning glint flashed in her eyes.
Lan Xiaoyang and his wife exchanged a wry smile. It was a good thing their daughter was better. But she seemed to have suddenly changed her nature, no longer acting like a lady, but like a witch! From now on, many people would likely have headaches!
Yan Nange and Hei Mingxiao drank until dusk before stopping. Hei Mingxiao was completely drunk and had to be taken home by his personal guards. Yan Nange, however, was only slightly tipsy, and the effects were still fading.
The alcohol had no effect on him; he figured he'd never get drunk again!
As night fell, Yan Nange's desire began to rise again as he walked among the crowd. Last night's passion with Bi Menghan had not only released his pent-up desire but also opened the door to lust, making him desperately crave a woman's soft, fragrant body!
Yan Nange suddenly remembered a slave market outside Lantian City. Why not go there tomorrow to buy a few beautiful female slaves and cultivate a relationship? Firstly, they could play with Yan Baobao, and secondly, they could solve his physiological needs.
"Baby, how about we go buy some pretty older sisters to play with you tomorrow?"
Yan Baobao was taken aback by Yan Nange's words, a hint of resentment and sadness flashing in her eyes, but it quickly turned into a mischievous and happy light. She clapped her little hands and said, "Okay, okay! Besides Daddy, I like pretty older sisters the most!"
She then whispered in Yan Nange's ear, "Daddy, do they play games with me during the day and with me at night?"
Yan Nange's thoughts were exposed, and his face flushed red. He said, "No way, they only play with you!"
Seeing his embarrassment, the baby suddenly cupped his face in her little hands and kissed him earnestly. Her big eyes sparkled with a captivating light as she whispered but solemnly, "Daddy, I don't mind, as long as you remember that when I grow up, I want her to be your little wife! ...I'm still little, and I can't let Daddy just wait like this. It's very important for Daddy to have a few older sisters to keep him company. I want to find some really beautiful and wonderful older sisters to play games with Daddy. Hehehe..."
Yan Nange was speechless. He could only remain silent, watching his beloved daughter's radiant smile.

(Chapter 84, "Fragrance in the Bathroom
," 10-21 10:17:10, 2195 words)

There was a jewelry shop by the roadside ahead. Yan Nange looked at Yan Baobao's beautiful little body; there wasn't a single adornment on her. Although this didn't detract from her beauty and cuteness, how could a father allow such a poor quality to be on his precious darling?
Entering the jewelry shop, seeing all the sparkly items, Yan Baobao's incredibly beautiful eyes immediately shone with an intense light. Yan Nange knew he'd made the right choice coming here; his little darling, though small, loved beauty just as much!
There were children's jewelry items here, but they were rather disappointing. The baby had been happy at first, but seeing these obviously childish ornaments, her little red lips pouted.
They searched every jewelry shop on the street, but couldn't find a single piece that the baby liked. Yan Nange planned to have one custom-made for her, but the baby had already lost interest and refused, throwing a tantrum.
"Baby, my darling, don't be sad. Smile for Daddy, and Daddy will make jewelry for you himself from now on!" Yan Nange kissed her little face, coaxing this little beauty who rarely threw tantrums or became unhappy.
Hearing this, the baby immediately smiled radiantly, like a hundred flowers blooming in the desert. Several passersby were so captivated that they bumped into each other.
Yan Nange had only spoken casually, but seeing her happy, and remembering he hadn't found a job yet, he wondered why not open a jewelry shop for fun? Besides making his baby happy, it would also enrich his own life; crafting jewelry should be a good way to cultivate one's character!
"Daddy, are you serious?" the baby asked, her big eyes blinking, cute and endearing.
Yan Nange nodded vigorously and said, "It's true. Daddy's planning to open a jewelry shop, and you can be the little boss, okay?"
"Okay, okay, Daddy's so good! I'm going to be the little boss, hehe!" The baby's clear, sweet laughter echoed through the street, causing several people to be distracted and resulting in collisions.
Back at their residence, it was already late at night.
Yan Nange and the baby enjoyed a feast of ant eggs and some of the food they had brought back. Afterwards, Yan Nange boiled water for a bath and prepared to rest.
"Come on, baby, baby's going to take a bath!"
Yan Nange carried Yan Baobao into the bathroom. Just as he was about to put her in the wooden tub, the baby suddenly hugged his neck, looked at him adoringly, and pleaded, "Daddy, baby wants to bathe with you!"
Yan Nange thought for a moment and then agreed to her request. Anyway, he and this precious daughter he'd taken in were inseparable for life. She wasn't an ordinary child; her mind seemed childlike, but she was actually quite mature, just a little smaller. Besides, there were no physical secrets between them.
After taking off his clothes, Yan Nange held Yan Baobao's soft, fragrant little body and sat her in the tub.
This was the first time Yan Baobao had bathed with Yan Nange, although he had bathed her before, and they had slept naked together. But this time, the feeling was different. She felt her little body burning hot, a warm current coursing through her body. She knew this thing might be called—****!**
The two, one big and one small, washed each other's bodies in silence, yet felt a sweet and happy connection. Yan Nange experienced the harmonious joy of father and daughter, while the baby felt a mixture of romantic and paternal love.
After a long while, the baby nestled lazily in his arms, murmuring, "Daddy, is it comfortable?"
Yan Nange didn't speak, only sighed contentedly and hummed in response.
"Sigh, baby really wants to grow up quickly!" the baby sighed wistfully, a mixture of melancholy and longing.
Yan Nange understood her feelings, but his emotions were conflicted. He wanted her to grow up, to fulfill her wish, yet he also didn't want her to grow up, so he wouldn't lose his adorable daughter! But then, he felt guilty, because her body was so tender and small!
After the bath, Yan Nange held the baby close, and they slept in each other's arms. At her insistence, they didn't engage in any intimate acts like infants. However, the feeling of such close, unhindered skin-to-skin contact was truly wonderful, warm, and sweet.
The next day, Yan Nange and the baby slept in late. After getting up, washing up, and eating the ant eggs, Yan Nange carried Yan Baobao, who was smiling sweetly because her wish had been fulfilled the night before, out for breakfast.
Yan Nange was a person who loved life, and his time at the Lan family had instilled in him a habit of enjoying fine food. Therefore, even though it was just breakfast, he couldn't be careless.

Chapter 85 of the novel: Taotie Tower
: 10-21 10:17:10 Word count: 3251

Yan Nange carried Yan Baobao to the most famous breakfast shop on Longteng Street, "Taotie Tower," whose breakfast was world-renowned, with branches in cities across the Qiankun Continent. It was known as the "Breakfast King." This
was Yan Nange's first time eating breakfast there, and upon arrival, he found that there were no seats available.
Just as he was about to leave, the innkeeper took out a map, examined it closely, and approached, asking, "Excuse me, are you Young Master Yan?"
"Ah?...It's me!" Yan Nange was surprised again, thinking, "Could this place also be owned by the Lan family?"
The innkeeper was overjoyed and said, "So it really is you, Young Master! Please come in, there are private rooms upstairs."
Yan Nange asked, puzzled, "How did you know me, innkeeper?"
The innkeeper slapped his forehead and said, "Look at me, getting old and senile! This is Lan family property. You are the Lan family's head chef, and also the master's savior. The Lan steward has already informed all Lan family properties that as long as you come, you will enjoy the highest level of treatment, and everything will be free!...Young Master, please come upstairs!"
Yan Nange didn't stand on ceremony; he was a carefree person and followed the innkeeper to the top-floor private room. However, he didn't go with the innkeeper to the largest room, but instead chose the smallest one—two people eating together, why would they need such a large room!
His approachable manner and actions impressed the innkeeper, who became even more respectful towards him.
Yan Nange and Bao Bao were enjoying their meal when suddenly a series of loud rumbling noises, along with sounds of menstruation and groans, came from downstairs.
"Sigh, is it really that hard to get a good meal?" Yan Nange sighed, finishing the last mouthful of porridge. He then carried the now-full Bao Bao out of the private room and downstairs.
When Yan Nange saw the arrogant figure sitting downstairs, he was both amused and exasperated! He wondered if this bastard, the Eighth Prince, was truly stupid or just pretending. Didn't he know that the Lan family was the powerful backer here? If he did, didn't he know that Lan Xiaoyang's sister, Yun Youmeng, was his father's most favored concubine? And there were dozens of princes like him! ... Sigh! To be so stupid, living is truly a painful thing.
The Eighth Prince was feeling smug when he suddenly saw Yan Nange come downstairs with a bright smile on her face, carrying the little baby. Her gaze was fixed on him. He immediately felt a chill down his spine, his forehead was covered in sweat, and his smile froze on his stiff face.
Suddenly, a squad of soldiers arrived outside and surrounded the entire Taotie Tower. A voice that chilled the Eighth Prince to the bone rang out: "Take away all the troublemakers here and lock them in the dungeon. Anyone who disobeys will be executed on the spot!"
With Hei Mingxiao's shout, the Eighth Prince's men were surrounded and arrested by the soldiers who rushed in and taken away from the Taotie Tower!
Hei Mingxiao walked in and saw Yan Nange standing on the stairs with a smile. He was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Little Ge is here too, that's great. After I'm done with my work, let's drink until we drop!"
Yan Nange smiled and nodded, "Let's drink until we drop!" But in his heart, he thought, "It's only morning, and we're already drinking until we drop? From now on, I'll have to avoid this guy, or I'll become a drunkard! I won't be able to do anything!"
When Hei Mingxiao faced the Eighth Prince, his expression suddenly turned cold and stern: "Eighth Prince, did you take what I said yesterday as a fart? I didn't arrest you yesterday to save face for the royal family. It seems you don't understand what face means. You don't understand who you can touch and who you can't touch! ... Guards, escort the Eighth Prince to the capital and hand him over to the Imperial Clan Court!"
Upon hearing the words "Imperial Clan Court," the Eighth Prince's face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with fear. He shouted sternly, "Hei Mingxiao, I am a prince! You dare arrest me? This is treason!"
Hei Mingxiao coldly stared at the Eighth Prince, his gaze fixed on the prince's hair, and asked, "You... what are you looking at?"
"I'm checking if you're truly a prince! Don't you understand what treason means? What you just said is treason, because only the Emperor would utter those two words in such a situation!... Take him away! Sigh... Keeping you out here will only bring more shame to the royal family!"
After Hei Mingxiao finished speaking, two cold-blooded guards stepped forward, struck the Eighth Prince on the back of the neck, and he passed out. They put him in a cloth bag and carried him out.
"This topic is not to be spread!"
Hei Mingxiao coldly said to the diners downstairs and the people of Taotie Tower. Most of the people knew who he was and what kind of person he was, and repeatedly warned themselves to keep their mouths shut.
Just as Hei Mingxiao was about to go upstairs to drink with Yan Nange, a personal guard suddenly came in and whispered a few words in his ear. He frowned, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "Little Ge, I have something to attend to today. Let's drink until we drop another night! I'll take my leave now!"
Yan Nange returned the salute, and Hei Mingxiao strode away.
Seeing that the people from Taotie Tower had only suffered minor injuries, Yan Nange nodded to the manager and left Taotie Tower.
Yan Nange hailed a carriage and headed towards the slave market north of Lantian City.
Ten miles north of Lantian City, there was a small town called "Wan Nu Town." This town was one of the nine famous slave markets in the entire land, the slave market of Lantian City.
On the stone-paved road leading to Wan Nu Town, pedestrians came and went in droves, and the sounds of crying, laughter, and cursing blended together. It gave Yan Nange an indescribable feeling.
"Daddy, why are they beating those brothers and sisters?"
Yan Baobao didn't quite understand, her eyes full of pity, and asked quietly.
"This world is like a jungle. The powerful and wealthy are like lions and tigers, while the weak, who have nothing, are like rabbits or even ants. They have no right to equality and freedom. They are captured, bought and sold as commodities, and treated like livestock by their buyers. These unfortunate people are called 'slaves'! Daddy was one of them!"
Yan Nange sighed after speaking. His desire to buy a few beautiful women had been completely extinguished by the constant human tragedies unfolding around him.
"Daddy, these people are so pitiful! Can we help them?" Yan Baobao looked at Yan Nange longingly.
"Yes. But not these people. In the town ahead, there are thousands of slaves. Let's go there and help those slaves who haven't been sold yet!"
Yan Nange knew what he was going to do in the future: liberate the slaves of the world!
"Daddy, you are so great! I admire you so much!" Yan Baobao said, expressing her admiration for her father, Yan Nange, with a sweet kiss.
The father and daughter chatted intimately as the carriage weaved through the surging traffic and people. After more than half an hour, they arrived at the infamous slave market—Wannu Town.

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