[Fantasy] The Great Sage's Joyful Heaven (Complete) - 35

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Chapter 354 of the Main Text
: 10-21 10:20:00 Word Count: 3024

The auction proceeded quickly. By noon, over a dozen exquisite antique paintings and calligraphy had been sold, with astonishing prices, mostly in the hundreds of millions of taels of silver. Although it couldn't compare to Yan Nange's auction, it was undoubtedly a peak event in the auction of antique paintings and calligraphy.
Yan Nange didn't see anything else he liked. Actually, he bought the "Charming Spring Breeze" painting only to commemorate that unfortunate, peerless beauty. Yan Nange always felt a sense of pity for women.
During the auction, Yan Nange noticed that Hua Wuse, Yu Hun, Fei Xue, and Yuan Qingqing had all arrived. They had obviously seen Yan Nange, but their expressions varied. Yan Nange simply smiled. Their attitudes towards him were their own business; he had no right to interfere, much less to stop them. All he could do was smile brightly.
By nearly 3 PM, Rongguzhai had already auctioned off over sixty antiques and paintings, with prices rising steadily, culminating in the last few pieces fetching tens of millions. Rongguzhai had undoubtedly made a fortune this time.
"Next up is the final treasure of this event, the most magical and mysterious 'Landscape and Social Map,' please take a look," Xue Renbiao announced. The crowd then saw a small, square object in his hand.
It was indeed a painting, but unlike anything anyone had imagined, it wasn't painted on paper or silk, but rather entirely composed of countless tiny beads strung together. It must have been strung using a special technique, as no trace of thread could be seen.
The painting was exquisite; the beads appeared to be pearls, varying in color but all possessing a soft, shimmering luster, enveloping the entire painting in a hazy mist, adding to its beauty and mystery.
"Isn't this quite unexpected? The painting in my hand is the legendary 'Map of Mountains and Rivers,' said to ensure the prosperity of the land and the well-being of the nation. Legend has it that an ancient goddess gathered spiritual pearls from across the land and wove it with celestial silk, imbued with the essence of heaven and earth from the vast mountains of the ethereal sea. It is said to be a supreme treasure, small enough to fit in a mustard seed, yet capable of encompassing the entire world. All these legends point to one fact: this 'Map of Mountains and Rivers' is an auspicious treasure." Xue Renbiao paused, looking at the crowd. He saw the fervor in their eyes and chuckled inwardly.
Yan Nange looked at the Map of Mountains and Rivers, realizing he still couldn't find anything like it in ancient texts, not even a similar one.
"The Map of Mountains and Rivers, starting price 300 million, bidding every 20 million taels. Begin!" His gavel had barely struck when the bidding surged like a tidal wave, assaulting everyone's eardrums.
"400 million!" The first bid immediately raised the price by 100 million.
"Five hundred million!"
"Six hundred million!"
...
Good heavens, the price was being raised by hundreds of millions at a time. At this point, every country was putting in their best effort. Whether it was wealthy commoners, nobles, or royalty, everyone was vying for the top spot. The price was rising at an astonishing rate, quickly reaching over three billion. Xue Renbiao's smile grew wider and wider, impossible to control. He thought to himself, "This time, it's really a big win, and not just any ordinary win."
Just then, Yan Nange suddenly sensed something amiss, as if there was murderous intent. He quickly focused his mind and scanned the entire auction hall with his divine sense.
Yan Nange found the source of the murderous intent: a man sitting next to Fei Xue. He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold and ruthless. His aura was strong, not much weaker than Yan Nange's, but far stronger than others.
This man didn't look very old, around twenty years old, handsome and tall. If Yan Nange hadn't seen his eyes and murderous intent, he would have thought he was a chivalrous hero. But clearly, this man was definitely not.
The man's eyes were fixed on Xue Renbiao on the auction stage, who held the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" in his hand. Yan Nange knew he was after the map. While Yan Nange wasn't surprised he wanted to snatch it, the intense killing intent was odd. Snatching something didn't necessarily mean killing; if he wanted to kill, it couldn't be for the map itself. What was it then? Yan Nange wondered if this man had some grudge against Xue Renbiao.
However, Yan Nange quickly dismissed this idea, because he used his divine sense to "see" that the man wasn't just looking at Xue Renbiao, but also at Yu Hun, Yuan Qingqing, and then at himself. When he looked at Yu Hun and Yuan Qingqing, his eyes gleamed with fanatical lust; when he looked at him, they revealed a venomous and vicious killing intent. "It seems he also wants to kill me," Yan Nange thought to himself.
A bitter smile appeared on Yan Nange's lips, his eyes filled with icy coldness—a sign of his murderous intent. Yan Nange wanted to kill this man because he wanted to kill him, and because he was also a lewd and ruthless individual, deserving of death.
"He who kills without cause will be killed in return."
Yan Nange channeled his inner energy, gathering fiery power in his hands, ready to deliver a fatal blow.
Yan Nange noticed that Yu Hun seemed to have sensed something amiss as well, giving that person a cold glance, her eyes filled with killing intent. It seemed she had noticed the disrespectful look in that person's eyes. Yan Nange felt Yu Hun's aura suddenly intensify, becoming somewhat eerie, leaving Yan Nange with an indescribable feeling.
Fei Xue's aura also intensified, but it was clearly not the aura of internal energy or true qi; it was an aura that Yan Nange found very unfamiliar, neither entirely righteous nor entirely evil. Her aura was powerful, and it appeared almost instantly, which was very strange.
At this moment, Yan Nange noticed that her mouth had been chanting incantations, and her hands were secretly making various hand gestures. As the gestures quickened, her aura grew stronger and stronger. Yan Nange frowned; he hadn't expected Fei Xue to possess magic, and not a weak one at that. This added an invisible pressure to him, as the man was clearly in cahoots with her.
Time was of the essence, and just as Yan Nange frowned, things began to move.
The man suddenly leaped into the air, lunging towards Xue Renbiao on the auction platform while simultaneously hurling a ball of blue light at Yan Nange.
Yan Nange immediately recognized the flying needles as countless, clearly poisoned, hair-like flying needles—potentially thousands upon thousands. If these spreading poisoned needles hit him, he would be fine, but those around him and behind him, completely ignorant of martial arts and utterly unprepared, would surely die.
Enraged, Yan Nange leaped into the air.
"You scoundrel deserve to die!" Yan Nange roared, his lion's roar, brimming with true energy, piercing towards the man like a sharp sword.

Chapter 355 Sudden Change
: 10-21 10:20:01 Word Count: 3133

At the same time, he had already positioned himself in front of the cluster of poisonous needles, his hands forming a vortex that enveloped the needles. Then, with a burst of energy, the needles shot into the floor.
Almost simultaneously, Yan Nange's body was behind the man, his Dragon-Capturing Claw lashing out, creating a powerful suction force that slowed the man, whose movement had been momentarily hindered by his Lion's Roar. In that instant, Yan Nange's hand grasped the man's shoulder, his fingers spread wide. A fierce
and scorching fiery energy surged into the man's body, and with a final, powerful strike of Yan Nange's full strength, the man was instantly reduced to ashes.
Everyone then realized what had happened. The guards and soldiers reacted faster, but when they tried to come over, they found that nothing was left, because Yan Nange had completely made that person disappear.
Just then, Yan Nange suddenly sensed an incredibly powerful aura. The overwhelming force of that aura made him feel utterly powerless to resist. Yan Nange scanned the area with his divine sense and recognized the aura emanating from the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" in Xue Renbiao's hand on the stage. At the same time, Yan Nange noticed that Fei Xue's aura had also become exceptionally strong, far beyond his own capabilities.
The aura of the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" was identical to Fei Xue's, leading Yan Nange to suspect that it might be a magical artifact of the Goddess Sect, which explained Fei Xue's ability to wield it.
At this point, Yan Nange was powerless to stop Fei Xue; he could only watch helplessly as the aura of the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" grew increasingly powerful, rendering him completely immobile. His only remaining freedom was his divine sense, but it no longer reached the same distances as before and had become sluggish.
Yan Nange watched as the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" gradually flew from the motionless, terrified hand of Xue Renbiao, hovering in mid-air and slowly brightening.
Suddenly, Feixue leaped into the air, flying towards the Jiangshan Sheji Tu (Map
of Mountains and Rivers). At the same time, Yuhun also soared into the air, heading towards the
same map. Also at this moment, Hua Wuse flashed towards
the Jiangshan Sheji Tu. The three arrived simultaneously, reaching out to grab the map. Just then, a strange change occurred. As they were about to grab it, the Jiangshan Sheji Tu seemed to be drawn by their energy, shooting away from their grasp and landing in a nearby private room. A scream came from the room.
Yan Nange, who had been watching, knew the screamer was Yuan Qingqing. She had been struck by the shooting Jiangshan Sheji Tu, hitting her arm. She hadn't noticed it before, and the pain and shock caused her to scream.
The three women pounced, this time grabbing it simultaneously. They all chanted incantations while making strange hand gestures with their free hands.
Suddenly, the Jiangshan Sheji Map shone brightly, and a powerful force of resistance caused the three women to involuntarily release their grip, staring in astonishment at the map.
The map itself flew into the air and began to spin, its rotation gradually accelerating until it formed a visible whirlwind that enveloped the four women, lifting them off the ground and higher and higher, closer and closer to the high rooftops.
Yan Nange sensed something was wrong and quickly flew over, trying to rescue them from the whirlwind. Unfortunately, his efforts were in vain. As soon as he approached the whirlwind, he was sucked in by an incredibly powerful force, being endlessly shaken and spun like a die.
Yan Nange had no power left to use; he could only helplessly be spun around and around.
Hua Wuse and the other three were also powerless to struggle. Their magical power seemed to have vanished within the whirlwind, or perhaps been sucked away by it; they had no strength left, only able to dance with the wind, dizzy and disoriented.
The five were caught in the whirlwind, helplessly spinning with the raging wind. Suddenly, the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" emitted a dazzling, intense light. The five felt a blur before their eyes, their bodies lighten, and they lost consciousness.
In the auction hall, those who finally regained their senses stared at the void, gasping in disbelief. The "Map of Mountains and Rivers" and the five people had vanished into thin air, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
For a long time, the hall was in an uproar, everyone wanting to know what had happened, but no one could explain it.
Meanwhile, Yan Nange felt a blur before his eyes, and countless memories suddenly flooded his mind. Past events rushed back, and he regained his memories.
He found himself in a very familiar place—the Lan Yue Tower of the Lan family.
He saw Lan Xiaoyang and a man in black robes fighting over the Juntian Spear! His sudden appearance startled the man in black robes, and Lan Xiaoyang seized the opportunity to snatch the Juntian Spear.
Seeing that the man in black was not one of their own, he immediately leaped into the night sky outside the building.
Yan Nange was about to give chase when he suddenly heard Lan Xiaoyang let out a painful groan. He turned around and saw Lan Xiaoyang falling, his white robe stained crimson with blood—a gruesome sight. He rushed forward to support him.
Lan Xiaoyang's face was deathly pale, and his hands were cold; he was clearly badly injured! Yan Nange quickly crouched down and shouted, "Someone! The patriarch is injured! He's on the second floor! Go find a doctor!"
The servants and guards who had rushed into the building also arrived on the second floor. Hearing his cries, some hurriedly went to find a doctor from the Lan family. The rest ran over and surrounded Lan Xiaoyang and Yan Nange, keeping watch in case of further attacks.
At this moment, the fighting outside the building had ended. Two men in black, carrying the man in black injured by Yan Nange, calmly escaped. Eight elderly men and the Lan steward, who was supporting an old woman, rushed upstairs.
"Master! Master, what's wrong?" the old woman cried out, crouching down and grabbing Lan Xiaoyang's hand.
One of the eight old men quickly pressed several acupoints on Lan Xiaoyang's body, channeling his inner energy into his hand. He said in a mournful voice, "Master, if you have anything to say, say it quickly!"
Upon hearing this, the old woman fainted. Another old man quickly revived her. She suppressed her sobs, crying softly, but remained silent. She knew her husband's time was running out!
Lan Xiaoyang regained some strength and forced a smile. He glanced at his wife, gently squeezed her hand, then looked at the steward and the eight old men, finally fixing his gaze on Yan Nange. He tremblingly took off a ring from his hand and placed it in Yan Nange's hand, saying, "Madam... Butler... all eight elder brothers are here. From now on, the Lan family will be entrusted to Yan Nange! You must help him maintain the Lan family well... Also, Madam, betroth Yiyi to Yan Nange..." Everyone was stunned upon hearing

this , especially Yan Nange
,

who was dumbfounded. Madam Lan was the first to recover. She looked at Yan Nange, then gazed affectionately at Lan Xiaoyang, and nodded gently.
Lan Xiaoyang gasped for breath and said with difficulty, "Yan Nange, take good care of my daughter, Madam, and the entire Lan family. The spear is yours, and this..." He took out a key from his pocket and handed it to Yan Nange, then smiled, his body went limp, and he left. From
beginning to end, Yan Nange didn't even have a chance to refuse!
A mournful cry erupted from within the building. Only Yan Nange remained, clutching Lan Xiaoyang's lifeless body, still stunned. He couldn't understand why Lan Xiaoyang had entrusted the Lan family to him, betrothed his daughter to him, and given him this ring and key! Why?
He didn't even know why he was here—he had just been fighting for the Jiangshan Sheji Map in Mingyue City, how did he end up here in the blink of an eye?
He was here, but where were Yu Hun, Hua Wuse, and the other three? His mind was a jumbled mess. What frustrated him even more was that his body seemed to have changed again. The cultivation techniques he had learned before seemed to be gone, and his power had shrunk back to the level he had when he was in the Lan Manor!
However, he also had a vague feeling. Somewhere within his body lay all the cultivation he had lost! He just didn't know when or how he could draw them out.
It wasn't just Yan Nange who didn't understand; everyone here didn't understand why the old master would leave such a last wish. To everyone, Yan Nange wasn't a stranger, but they weren't very familiar either—how long had he been in the Lan Manor? Only a few months! However, they had to listen to their old master's words, even if they were wrong!
So, from this moment on, the master of the Lan family was now the unfamiliar young man, Yan Nange!
Lan Xiaoyang's funeral arrangements were being carried out in an orderly manner under the care of Butler Lan and the eight old elders.
After Yan Nange came to his senses, he tried to return the ring and key to Madam Lan. However, Madam Lan not only refused to accept them but also knelt before him, begging him to fulfill Lan Xiaoyang's last wish! The eight elders and Steward Lan righteously rebuked him for being irresponsible and breaking his promise!
Yan Nange explained, "But I didn't promise anything!"
The nine men coldly replied, "But you didn't say you disagreed with your master's wishes!"
To prevent him from escaping, they ordered someone to watch him. Because everyone was immersed in grief, few asked why he had suddenly appeared there.
Yan Nange didn't actually want to be the head of the family, but now it seemed difficult to refuse. What to do?
In truth, only Yan Nange wouldn't take being the Lan family's son-in-law seriously.
It was actually a tremendous opportunity! The Lan family was incredibly wealthy; whoever inherited this fortune would be the richest man in the world! Countless people had risked their lives, fought tooth and nail, and still couldn't find such a good deal!
But for Yan Nange, he had enough money. He also had plenty of beauties around him; in terms of looks, Lan Yiyi probably couldn't compare. In terms of family background, she couldn't match most of them.
Yan Nange felt this was a burden, an unnecessary burden! But he had to bear it nonetheless! This was the helplessness of being a principled person!
After some consideration, he decided to accept the reality of being the head of the Lan family and their son-in-law. Respect for the dead was paramount; he couldn't let Lan Xiaoyang die without peace.
Yan Nange was a decisive and resolute person. Since he had decided to stay and be the head of the Lan family, taking care of Madam Lan and Miss Yun, and this vast family business, he immediately began to assume this role, shouldering all the responsibilities and obligations he should bear!
He first went to visit Madam Lan; Madam Lan and Miss Yun were living together now, so he could also visit and comfort them.
This was the first time he saw Lan Yiyi. She was very thin and pale; her figure and delicate face made her appear extremely young. She wasn't a stunning beauty, but her small face was delicate and pretty, her large eyes filled with sorrow and grief, and tears clung to her long, curled eyelashes, making her look pitiful. Yan Nange couldn't help but feel a pang of pity for her.
When she saw him, a burning light flashed in her eyes, then slowly faded.
He seemed to have heard that her health had improved after eating blood ant eggs, but he didn't know how it had returned.
Madam Lan, who was also in poor health, was now bedridden. Seeing him come, she felt a little comforted amidst her grief. Lan Yiyi, immersed in the sorrow of losing her father, only timidly expressed her gratitude for his comfort, unwilling to say much.
Yan Nange didn't know how to comfort them either. Looking at the mother and daughter lying in the hospital bed, he felt bad too. He told them to rest and recuperate, and that he and the housekeeper would handle everything else. Madam Lan and Lan Yiyi felt a little better upon hearing this.
As he took his leave, Yan Nange instructed the maids to serve him well. Knowing he was the new master of the Lan family, the maids dared not neglect him and readily agreed.
Returning to the mourning hall in the front residence, Yan Nange donned mourning clothes to keep vigil for Lan Xiaoyang and returned the gifts to the guests who came to pay their respects. These guests were not ordinary people; most recognized Yan Nange. Seeing him acting as a mourner keeping vigil for Lan Xiaoyang, everyone was astonished and shocked, speculating about his true identity. It wasn't
until the steward in charge of reception announced that he was now the new master of the Lan family and Miss Yun's husband that everyone understood. At the same time, they were even more shocked and astonished!
In less than half a day, the news that Yan Nange, who had won first place in the Grand Tang Gladiator Tournament, had become the new master of the Lan family spread like wildfire. Not only had most of Black Dragon City heard about it, but travelers from neighboring cities had also carried the news! In an instant, rumors about Yan Nange became as widespread as the news of Lan Xiaoyang's death, attracting worldwide attention!
After a hurried lunch, Yan Nange visited the Lan family mother and daughter, bringing some food for Yan Baobao. Afterwards, he went to the mourning hall to keep vigil. The Lan steward and the eight elders wanted him to rest, but no one could relieve him, and seeing his robust health, they gave up the idea.
In their hearts, they were quite satisfied with his actions. Even if he was acting, it was impeccable. Furthermore, his composure and politeness in entertaining guests made him very likable. It seemed the master's decision was indeed reasonable!
Guests arrived in droves to pay their respects, keeping everyone very busy. Yan Nange was talking to a guest when suddenly a piercing wail erupted from the courtyard, sending chills down everyone's spines! Everyone
in the mourning hall turned to look, only to see two groups of people dressed in mourning clothes rushing into the hall, wailing and crying, clutching Lan Xiaoyang's coffin. Their crying was utterly awful; one could tell from the sound that it was all an act, devoid of genuine emotion!
Yan Nange frowned. Butler Lan whispered in his ear, "These are the master's two good-for-nothing cousins. They're addicted to drinking, gambling, and whoring. Because of their many dirty deeds, the master gave them a sum of money in a fit of anger and cut off all ties with them! Their visit today is definitely not for anything good! ...They dare to be so arrogant because the master is gone."
The eight elders walked over, and Elder Li shouted, "Who are you, daring to cause trouble at the Lan residence? Throw you all out!" A group of guards came over, covered their mouths, and dragged them out. However, they weren't thrown outside the mansion, lest they cause further trouble; they were all locked up.
This was just a minor incident, handled properly without causing any negative impact.
As dusk fell, the number of people coming to pay their respects gradually decreased. Yan Nange, who had been standing, kneeling, and entertaining guests, also felt somewhat tired. This fatigue was psychological; there was nothing physically wrong.
Yan Nange saw many familiar faces he hadn't seen in a long time.
The first was his adoptive father, Leng Xuanren. Leng Xuanren was overjoyed to see him, as was Yan Nange. However, he couldn't explain why he had suddenly returned, only briefly mentioning Lan Xiaoyang's instructions. Leng Xuanren expressed his understanding.
Yan Nange and Leng Xuanren agreed that once things were settled here, he would go to visit his adoptive mother, grandmother, and Ruqian Junxi.
Leng Xuanren came in a bad mood, but returned very happy. When he told his family about Yan Nange's return, they were overjoyed and eagerly awaited his arrival.
The second familiar person was Hei Mingxiao. Hei Mingxiao was extremely happy to see him .
Yan Nange, however, still didn't know if his baby Zhuzhu had come out of the Misty Sacred Mountain, and he was very worried. He also didn't know where the Mitian Ring was, and Bihen was still inside it, and he didn't know how she was doing.
And he wondered how his wife and relatives in Mingyue City were missing him!
Thinking of this, he immediately asked Butler Lan to inform his wife and relatives in Mingyue City of his whereabouts as quickly as possible. To reassure everyone, he promised to visit them soon.
Butler Lan hadn't expected that this son-in-law and head of the family already had a family in Mingyue City. However, otherwise, his well-known ambiguous relationship with the Leng family's beauty was a given. In short, it was impossible for his young mistress to expect him to be faithful!
Since that was the case, having one more or one less wouldn't matter.
Butler Lan immediately instructed his capable servants to handle the head of the family's instructions as quickly as possible.
That evening, Yan Nange visited the Lan family mother and daughter, who were having dinner served by maids. Although they were grieving, they were quite rational, eating all three meals as usual, though their appetites were small. But this was enough to put Yan Nange at ease.
After exchanging a few words, he didn't disturb their meal and returned to the front residence to have dinner with Butler Lan's eight retainers. After dinner, Yan Nange and the others went to the room where the Lan family members were being held.
The group was eating, drinking, and cursing in the room; their cursing intensified when they entered.
"Shut up!" Elder Li shouted sharply!
The group was startled, but only paused for a moment before resuming their tirade, the insults becoming increasingly vile.
Enraged, Yan Nange slammed his palm down on a nearby octagonal table. With a deafening crash, the sturdy, heavy table shattered into a pile of fragments!
This single blow stunned not only the Lan family members but also Steward Lan and the eight elders!
The eight elders, having learned last night that Yan Nange had injured a man in black, had guessed his martial arts were superior to theirs. Now, witnessing the power of his palm strike, they clearly realized that he was on a completely different level! His skill was far too high—shattering an octagonal table wasn't difficult; strength was all it took! But to shatter an entire table into uniform, granular fragments with a single palm strike was extremely difficult! It required profound internal energy and perfect control over that energy!
Considering that Yan Nange was only sixteen years old yet possessed such high martial arts skills, the eight elders were pleased for their master, but also deeply ashamed! Both were martial artists, yet the difference was like heaven and earth!
The Lan family members immediately fell silent, looking at Yan Nange with fear as if they had seen a demon, terrified that he would strike them with a single blow!
The Lan steward was both surprised and delighted. He was surprised by how terrifying his new master's martial arts were, and delighted that with such formidable skills, managing the Lan family's businesses would be much easier. Military intimidation, though not sophisticated, was very effective!
Yan Nange smiled brightly and asked, "I don't object to you coming to pay respects to my father-in-law. But you should be sincere and not try to take advantage of the situation to do anything that will displease us! What the Lan family owes you, my father-in-law has already given you, so don't think about trying to gain any more benefits! There is money, but you should consider whether that money is tempting or deadly!"
"You... shut up! Who do you think you are, a slave here..." A young man was speaking rudely when Liu Gongfeng slapped him so hard he swallowed his words.
Wang Gongfeng coldly said, "This is the Lan residence, and this is the new master of the Lan family. Watch your mouth and think before you speak! If you dare to be disrespectful again, I'll knock out all your teeth!"
A middle-aged man shouted, "You dog slaves, see if the master doesn't sue you for plotting to seize my Lan family's property..."
A loud slap sent the man sprawling, spitting out several teeth. He lay on the ground groaning in pain!
Zhao Gongfeng wiped his hands with a handkerchief and said coldly, "If it weren't for the fact that you're the old master's brother, I'd chop you up and feed you to the dogs today! With your meager abilities, you dare to try and seize the family fortune? Don't you even look in the mirror!"
Sun Gongfeng threw the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone in front of the group and shouted
, "Each of you, write me an IOU for 50,000 taels of gold. Hurry up! Don't make me do it!" Another middle-aged man's eyes darted around, and he asked greedily, "Are you really willing to lend us so much gold?"
Yan Nange and the others didn't know what to say. So stupid, yet they dared to come out and cause trouble—they were truly greedy for money!
"Lend you my foot! Hurry up and write it, stop talking nonsense! If you're slow, none of you will be going back! One dry well should be enough to hold all of you!" After Sun Gongfeng finished speaking, he carefully counted on his fingers.
The Lan family all understood what was going on. Although they didn't want to write the IOU, they dared not refuse. After they finished writing everything, they took the hundred taels of silver given to them by Steward Lan and slunk away—with so many IOUs at the Lan residence, they would never dare to cause trouble again, unless they wanted to spend some time in jail!

Chapter 357 Nighttime Encounter with Enemy
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According to custom, a relative should keep vigil at night, and this task fell to Yan Nange, though he volunteered for it. It's truly lamentable that Lan Xiaoyang, once so powerful, had no relatives to keep vigil after his death! While
keeping vigil, they suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps, moving incredibly fast, covering dozens of feet in the blink of an eye. They were heading towards the direction of Lan Yue Tower outside the mourning hall. Five people in total!
Could it be the same group from last night? Yan Nange's figure flashed, disappearing from the mourning hall. The guards on night duty only felt a gust of wind pass before their eyes, and when they looked back, their new master was nowhere to be seen. Shocked beyond measure, was this even human?
To prevent further enemy attacks, all eight guards had gone to protect the Lan family mother and daughter. Since the major incident the previous night, the Lan residence had been heavily guarded. The Black Dragon City Lord had even deployed troops to tightly guard the outer perimeter of the Lan residence. Yet, even so, someone had managed to sneak in unnoticed—truly remarkable!
Yan Nange, like a ghost, caught up with the five black-clad men in the front three-one-middle-two-back formation. Without a word, he condensed his true energy in his hands, transforming it into ten fine, thread-like thorns that emerged from his fingertips and pierced the backs of two of the black-clad men!
The two men felt a slight stinging pain at the back of their heads and then silently collapsed. Yan Nange had already withdrawn his energy thorns and pierced the heads of two more men, who also fell silently. He struck the last man's neck forcefully, and the man fell silently. Yan Nange then grabbed him by the arm. At this moment, the four behind him collapsed to the ground with a thud!
All of this happened in the blink of an eye; Yan Nange's speed had reached a terrifying level.
Hearing the commotion, the guards immediately rushed over, only to find four already subdued, and one being held by his smiling new master. A chill ran down his spine. He thought, "My God, Master's martial arts are terrifying! We didn't even know he'd come in; this is dereliction of duty! We're in deep trouble now!"
Yan Nange glanced at the stunned guards, speechless with fear, and sighed inwardly, "Too weak! No wonder the Lan family keeps having trouble... It seems that money and power alone aren't enough; you also need the strength to protect these people." Then he said to them, "Don't be afraid, just be more careful. These are experts; you didn't notice them only because your martial arts are too weak!"
He then handed the surviving guard to the two leading guards, saying, "Dislocate his joints, tie him up securely, and check if he's hiding any poison or anything like that in his mouth. Also, dislocate his jaw. I'll interrogate him later!"
The two leaders, covered in cold sweat, were overjoyed to hear this, knowing their master wasn't angry with them. They hurriedly bowed and accepted the order.
Li Gongfeng rushed over from the back courtyard, just in time to witness the final scene. He rubbed his hands together and said, "Master, I'm skilled in interrogation and torture, and I've been itching to do it for a long time. Why don't I do the interrogation?"
Although Yan Nange had just brutally killed four people, it was a desperate measure. Without doing so, he couldn't capture anyone to interrogate the mastermind behind them. However, the interrogation would likely be very bloody, and he had no interest in it. With Li Gongfeng doing it for him, he could relax and enjoy some peace and quiet.
He nodded, and Li Gongfeng excitedly accepted the order and left. Yan Nange saw the bloodlust in Li Gongfeng's eyes; he probably wanted to vent all the grief and anger of the past two days on that person. That person was unlucky; it would be better if he died!
Looking at the Lan Yue Tower, hidden among the trees a few dozen feet away, Yan Nange suddenly thought, "Why are all these men in black going to the Lan Yue Tower? Could there be some secret hidden there? It must be!"
A sense of curiosity arose in his heart, but he realized now was not the time for that. He summoned a guard captain and ordered him to send more men to guard Lan Yue Tower, ensuring no one was allowed inside! The guard captain obeyed and left.
Yan Nange suddenly longed to return to his home in the city. This thought made him impatient!
Upon returning, he was surprised to find the room lit. The light illuminated two small figures, and he could hear the cheerful, playful voices of little girls!
"Baby, Zhu Zhu!" Yan Nange recognized the voices! It was his two adorable little darlings!
"Oh, Daddy's home!"
"It really is Daddy!"
Two little girls in red dresses suddenly appeared in Yan Nange's arms, excitedly exclaiming, "Daddy, I missed you so much!" and "Daddy, Zhu Zhu missed you so much!" They wrapped their little arms around his neck and showered him with kisses.
Yan Nange was overwhelmed with emotion, his eyes welling up with tears. He hugged his two beloved daughters and lovers tightly, kissing their little faces.
Eventually, the kisses turned into kisses on the lips. The two little beauties hummed and murmured, their kisses never ending! Yan Nange was reluctant to let them go, so he moved the scene from the courtyard to the bedroom.
The three figures, big and small, entwined joyfully on the large bed in the bedroom, expressing their sorrow at parting.
After their farewell, Yan Nange quietly took the baby back to the Lan residence. And Zhu Zhu? Zhu Zhu, who preferred quiet, nestled inside the baby's body.
"Baby, after these few days, Daddy will let you come with me openly, okay?" Yan Nange gently stroked the baby's soft hair, his eyes full of love and doting.
"Mmm...Okay!" The baby, busy kissing him, took a break to agree, then continued kissing.
The father and daughter cuddled for a long time before Yan Nange reluctantly left the courtyard, while the baby had already obediently snuggled into bed with her doll and fallen into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Yan Nange was kneeling in the mourning hall when Li Gongfeng entered and knelt in worship. The two then left together.
Li Gongfeng's eyes flashed coldly as he whispered, "Master, according to that person, those five are all Gui Qianshan's trusted henchmen. They came for the Juntian Spear. The group last night wasn't sent by Gui Qianshan; it was someone else!"
"Gui Qianshan?!" The image of the smiling, smug, and flamboyant fat man from the Ruyuan gathering yesterday flashed through Yan Nange's mind. So it was him!
“Although we know it’s him, we can’t do anything to him. How about this, we’ll just take a sum of money from him!” Yan Nange thought for a moment and said.
Although Li Gongfeng was somewhat unwilling, he understood his master’s meaning. Indeed, for someone of Gui Qianshan’s level, it was impossible for a man in black to cause him any real harm. The most realistic approach was to extort money from him to improve his reputation!
“Master, you are wise. Can this old servant do this?” Li Gongfeng requested.
Yan Nange readily nodded. He could tell that this old man was no ordinary person and believed that he wouldn’t have taken on this task without confidence. Li Gongfeng left excitedly. Yan Nange knew that Gui Qianshan had run into the old man’s trap this time and would probably have to pay a hefty price! After
sending some food to Bao Bao and visiting the Lan family mother and daughter in the back courtyard, Yan Nange returned to the front courtyard’s mourning hall to continue playing the role of a filial son, keeping vigil for Lan Xiaoyang. He exchanged pleasantries and returned the greetings to the guests.
“Princess Yuluo has arrived!” a voice announced from outside the door. Princess Yuluo, dressed in white robes and a white veil, and the handsome Yu'er, also dressed in white, entered. A delicate fragrance wafted in, refreshing and soothing. It was Princess Yuluo's natural scent, a faint fragrance that Yan Nange greatly admired.
After Princess Yuluo offered incense and paid her respects, Yan Nange, as a family member, returned the greeting.
The princess looked at him, her beautiful eyes clear as water. She softly said, "Master, please accept my condolences." Her voice was sweet and languid, possessing an unusual allure.
Yan Nange said, "Xiaotian thanks the princess for her concern."
The princess nodded, took her leave, and Yan Nange escorted her to the door. Princess Yuluo boarded an elegant white carriage, with Yu'er riding beside her, and they rode away slowly. He stared blankly at the carriage, still savoring her lingering fragrance.
The carriage hadn't gone far when a corner of the curtain was lifted, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes looking at him. Their gazes met, and both felt a flutter in their hearts, a subtle sense of unspoken understanding.
The beautiful eyes disappeared, the carriage drove away, and he returned to the mourning hall of the former residence.

(Chapter 358, Lan Family Business
: 10-21 10:20:04, 2721 words)

In the mourning hall, the faint fragrance of Princess Yuluo still lingered in Yan Nange's nostrils, and her clear, dreamlike eyes still floated before his eyes. Did she feel the same way he did in that last glance? He didn't know.
"The Prince of Liuli has arrived!"
A handsome young man in white, accompanied by his black-clad guards, entered the mourning hall. After bowing and offering incense, the young man exchanged a few pleasantries with Yan Nange before taking his leave. As he departed, he gave him a meaningful look, a look that Yan Nange pondered for a long time.
Lan Xiaoyang also had a younger sister named Yun Youying, a favored concubine of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. Because the capital of the Tang Empire, Datang City, was too far from Black Dragon City, she could not return in time and could only send a letter by carrier pigeon to express her grief and comfort the Lan family.
Lan Xiaoyang's mourning hall was set up for seven days and seven nights before his grand funeral. Those who attended the funeral were all prominent figures in the Tang Empire and even the entire Divine Dragon Land, as well as envoys sent by the emperors of the nine kingdoms of the Divine Dragon Land. This funeral was the largest and most prestigious in the history of merchants, unprecedented in history!
Yan Nange deeply admired Lan Xiaoyang's ability to attract such attention. It was said that because of Lan Xiaoyang's assassination, all nine kingdoms of the Divine Dragon Land had issued bounties, and with the bounty issued by the Lan family, the total reward reached a staggering ten million taels of gold! But the assassin's appearance and characteristics were unknown; where could they find him?
In the entire world, only Yan Nange remembered the assassin's aura and could recognize him within three zhang (approximately 10 meters)! But surely the assassin wasn't stupid enough to just show up in front of him and be captured!
Perhaps, that was indeed possible! Because no one knew that Yan Nange possessed terrifying six senses, capable of etching the aura of an opponent into his heart with a single glance!
Yan Nange felt deeply sorry for Lan Xiaoyang's death. Such a wealthy tycoon, whose fortune rivaled that of a nation, was killed by an assassin. What use was all that money? Why didn't he hire more experts to ensure his and his family's safety? This puzzled him greatly.
Li Gongfeng, who successfully extorted ten million taels of gold from Gui Qianshan, explained the truth—the real security force of the Lan family wasn't the servants and guards Yan Nange saw, but the Lan Family Guards hidden around the mansion. Each member of the Lan Family Guards was a top-tier expert, their skill comparable to the Eight Great Elders. There were over a thousand of them, rotating shifts of two hundred men per group. That night, it wasn't just the three people Yan Nange saw who came to assassinate him. There were over two hundred assassins just holding off the outer guards, and these men were also assassins, carrying deadly poison. Over fifty of them perished alongside the Lan family guards, turning into blood! Most terrifyingly, all of this was done silently, without the Lan family guards even having time to warn them! And when they left, they left no trace!
This caused unease in the hearts of Yan Nange and the eight elders: with such a terrifying force eyeing the Lan family mansion, it was truly unsettling!
Three days after Lan Xiaoyang's funeral, under the supervision of Madam Lan, who had recovered, Yan Nange officially took over the Lan family mansion. The managers of the Lan family's various businesses returned to the mansion to participate in the new master's inauguration ceremony.
The Lan family primarily operates five major industries: First, the Bright Moon Gemstone Mine outside Black Dragon City in the Tang Dynasty, along with its jewelry workshop "Zungui Fang" and jewelry store "Zungui Jewelry"; second, Jinxiu Town, the premier silkworm breeding base outside Azure Dragon City in the Tang Dynasty, along with its silk workshop "Jinxiu Fang" and silk store "Jinxiu Silk"; third, Qianli Ranch, the premier ranch of the Tang Dynasty outside White Dragon City, along with its horse trading company "Qianli Horse" and livestock trading company "Qianli Trading Company"; fourth, Shunfeng Carriage and Horse Trading Company, which transports goods across the Shenlong Continent; and fifth, Yunxiangju, a chain of restaurants throughout the Shenlong Continent.
These five industries are all large-scale chain businesses located in major and minor cities across the Shenlong Continent, bringing the Lan family astonishing wealth annually and generating substantial tax revenue for the Nine Kingdoms of Shenlong. Moreover, the Lan family's products and services enjoy an excellent reputation and top-notch credibility! Jewelry, silk, horses, and other goods are deeply loved by the powerful and wealthy in various countries, as well as by royal families!
This is one of the reasons why the emperors of the nine kingdoms of Shenlong Land sent envoys to pay their respects and attend the funeral after Lan Xiaoyang's death. As for the other reasons, most were related to interests and reputation.
Besides the five major industries spanning Shenlong Land, the Lan family also had many smaller industries, similarly scattered throughout various regions. To say that the Lan family was as wealthy as a nation was absolutely not an exaggeration!
Seeing the densely packed crowd in the hall, Yan Nange felt a headache coming on. To be honest, he wasn't particularly interested in management, but as the new master of the Lan family, he had to take charge. At least in the early stages of wielding power and financial authority, he needed to have a general understanding of the Lan family's various industries and related personnel; otherwise, he wouldn't know what was going on if problems arose later!
After the inauguration ceremony, in addition to the black jade ring and gold key given to him by Lan Xiaoyang, Madam Lan also handed him the family head's seal and other items. From then on, Yan Nange officially became the current head of the Lan family, possessing absolute management and financial power.
Seven days after the ceremony, Yan Nange, accompanied by the former family head's assistant, Steward Lan, and the eight trusted retainers of the former family head, held detailed discussions with the managers of various businesses. He learned about the details of each business and reviewed the accounts they brought.
Seven days later, the managers of the Lan family's businesses departed one after another to return to managing their respective assets. Yan Nange, meanwhile, began diligently reviewing the various documents related to the Lan family's businesses, which became somewhat frustrating—luckily, he had taken advantage of a trip out of the manor to "pick up" Yan Baobao, allowing the adorable baby to rightfully become his "adopted daughter." Having the lovely baby by his side eased his frustration. The baby was such a little ray of sunshine!
During his breaks, Yan Nange sought instruction in martial arts from the eight retainers. Although he possessed considerable strength, he knew almost nothing about martial arts techniques. His consistent victories relied entirely on his three-word secret: "fast, accurate, and ruthless."
Under the guidance of the eight elders, he finally confirmed that the power he could flexibly control was true qi, and specifically, innate true qi! The eight elders were incredibly shocked and envious of his terrifyingly powerful and inexhaustible innate true qi—according to them, only one in ten thousand martial artists could reach the innate realm and possess innate true qi! In the martial arts history of the Nine Provinces, the youngest person to reach the innate realm was over forty years old, while he was only sixteen! Was he even letting anyone else live?!

(Chapter 359 Divine Healer and Elixir
: 10-21 10:20:05 Word Count: 3291)

For this reason, the eight elders only taught Yan Nange some martial arts techniques, not internal energy cultivation methods. His astonishing learning and comprehension abilities left the eight speechless, all secretly thinking he was no ordinary person!
In less than three days, he had learned all their family's skills, so much so that when he sought further instruction, the eight men, having exhausted all their techniques, were ashamed and feigned illness to refuse him! Yan Nange, being a respectful elder, no longer pressured them, but instead integrated what he had learned into martial arts techniques suitable for him.
Although he had become the head of the family, Yan Nange still lived in the small courtyard of the abandoned garden, which he liked. And he continued to eat the blood-red ant eggs every day without fail. Yan Baobao also continued to find time to eat ant eggs. The father and daughter were determined to fight the ant eggs to the end!
Every day, Yan Nange would take Yan Baobao to pay his respects to his mother-in-law, Madam Lan, and also visit his fiancée, Lan Yiyi. The adorable Yan Baobao quickly became the little princess of Madam Lan, Lan Yiyi, and even the Lan family. Everyone adored this lively, cute, and mischievous little baby.
As their contact increased, Yan Nange's affection for his fiancée, Lan Yiyi, gradually intensified, and her feelings for him also grew stronger. Every time she saw him, she felt happy. She kept the rag doll he made for her close at hand, or hugged it constantly, and loved it dearly.
Seeing the deepening affection between her daughter and son-in-law, Madam Lan was greatly comforted, and the sorrow she felt over her husband Lan Xiaoyang's passing brightened considerably. She secretly admired her husband's good judgment.
Yan Nange learned that Lan Yiyi had been very weak since childhood and was always sick. For many years, she had relied on various tonics and a prescription from an old doctor outside Black Dragon City to maintain her condition. This suddenly gave him an idea: perhaps eating some blood-red ant eggs would be good for Yiyi's health? He acted on
his idea immediately, and that noon, Yan Nange brought Lan Yiyi a pot of cooked blood-red ant and poultry egg soup. Because the raw blood-red ant eggs had a strong taste, he was afraid Lan Yiyi wouldn't be able to eat them, so he tried cooking them for the first time. To his surprise, the cooked blood-red ant eggs were fragrant, refreshing, and incredibly delicious! He couldn't help but cook two of them, and the baby, with his big belly, enjoyed a hearty meal! Afterwards, he carefully prepared this bowl of blood-red ant and poultry egg soup for Lan Yiyi!
The soup was so fragrant that he and Yan Baobao couldn't resist drinking two large bowls each. Luckily, there was enough soup, otherwise there wouldn't have been any for Lan Yiyi!
Looking at the pot of fragrant and tempting soup, Lan Yiyi felt a happiness and sweetness she had never felt before. After Madam Lan fed her the first sip, her eyes lit up, and she immediately asked her mother to try some as well. Madam Lan took a sip, and her eyes also lit up. She praised, "What a delicious soup!" She couldn't help but ask Yan Nange, "Tian'er, what kind of soup is this?"
Yan Nange naturally couldn't say it was blood ant and poultry egg soup. Although blood ants were a good thing, most people probably wouldn't accept eating ant eggs, and besides, it was his secret. He smiled and said, "Mother, this is a pheasant soup made with eggs from a rare bird I found and the breast meat of a pheasant. It tastes good, doesn't it? Mother, this soup is enough for you and Yiyi. From now on, I'll make three pots of soup every day and bring them to you to nourish your bodies. My baby and I just had this soup, and it's much better than those strong tonics!"
Hearing that the soup was actually made by Yan Nange himself, Madam Lan and Lan Yiyi were deeply moved, their hearts filled with warmth. The soup was indeed delicious, and the mother and daughter drank the entire pot clean, still feeling unsatisfied. Drinking so much soup was something they had never done before! They felt even more fond of this son-in-law (husband).
From then on, Yan Nange indeed made three pots of soup a day, with a variety of dishes, and even started to prepare some things they had never eaten before to accompany the soup, all of which were delicious and novel. The mother and daughter's appetites greatly increased, and their food intake gradually grew.
A month later, not only was Madam Lan's complexion rosy and radiant, and her body light and healthy, but even Lan Yiyi's pale face had become rosy and glowing, and her thin body had improved, revealing the youthful charm of a young girl. She was even able to go out to bask in the sun and take walks!
The Lan family was overjoyed! The old doctor who came to the manor for a follow-up examination of Lan Yiyi was astonished, repeatedly exclaiming, "A miracle! A miracle! Miss Yun's body has not only recovered, but is even healthier than ordinary people! Who is this master with such miraculous medical skills!"
When he heard that it was the soup brewed by the head of the family that brought about the miraculous effect, the old doctor insisted on seeing Yan Nange to see the miraculous egg. Yan Nange had no choice but to show him a small piece of cooked blood ant egg. The old man was overjoyed upon seeing it and was willing to give anything for that small piece of blood ant egg!
Yan Nange sensed something amiss and said, "If the divine physician is willing to reveal the purpose of your request for these ant eggs, I might as well give them to you!"
The divine physician hesitated for a moment before frankly saying, "To be honest, my master is a reclusive master. Since I was a child, he has been searching for these blood ant eggs. Originally, my master possessed these magical items, but I accidentally ate them. Only later did I learn that my master intended to use these blood ant eggs as a catalyst to refine a kind of elixir! My master and I have searched for decades without finding such a rare item, but unexpectedly, we have encountered it here today! Heaven has mercy!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Nange couldn't help but have other thoughts arise in his mind. He looked at the old doctor who was staring at him expectantly and asked, "What are the effects of this pill?"
The doctor looked at him, remained silent for a while, and finally said, "This pill is called 'Lingyi Pill,' and it is used for cultivation. It is useless to us mortals!"
Yan Nange looked at him deeply, and after a while said, "Doctor, you are not sincere! I am very busy, so there is no need to talk about this anymore!" After saying that, he casually picked up the small piece of ant egg, clasped his hands together, and it turned into dust.
"You... Hiss!" The divine physician gasped in pain, but there was nothing he could do; it belonged to someone else. At the same time, he realized that this new patriarch possessed innate true qi! He had been focused on the blood ant egg and hadn't realized the new master was a powerful expert!
Seeing this, the divine physician immediately straightened his posture and said, "So the patriarch is truly extraordinary! Please forgive my poor eyesight! I take back what I said earlier. This 'Spirit One Pill' has a miraculous effect on enhancing the power and stabilizing the foundation of experts with innate or higher cultivation levels! ...How about this? My master only needs a blood ant egg of this size for one batch of medicine, preferably raw. One batch yields a hundred pills; how about giving the patriarch one-tenth?"
Yan Nange shook his head and said, "Fifty percent! Any less than that is not worth discussing! I can provide you with enough fresh blood ant eggs." "!"
The divine physician's eyes flashed with a burning light. After a moment of silence, he nodded vigorously and said, "Alright! It's settled then! Give me the blood ant egg!"
Yan Nange shook his head and asked, "Where is the divine physician's master?"
The divine physician, not understanding why he asked this, replied, "He's outside the city!"
Yan Nange said, "Then I'll go with you. I'll take the blood ant egg with me! How about that?"
The divine physician's pupils contracted, and finally he nodded helplessly, smiling bitterly, "Master, you really are...! It's settled then! When are you free?"
"Wait for me a moment, I'll take the blood ant egg and go with you!" After saying this, Yan Nange went back to the small courtyard, took a blood ant egg, packed it in a wooden box, and carried it. Then he told Steward Lan that he and the divine physician had something to take care of! The baby was playing with Yiyi, so he didn't need to worry about him.
After saying this, he and the divine physician led two fine horses out of the Lan residence and rode away!

Chapter 360 On Mount Fulong
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About a hundred li west of Heilong City lies a mountain called Mount Fulong, aptly named for its shape resembling a crouching dragon. Towering thousands of feet high, it is perpetually shrouded in mist. Due to the presence of wild beasts and its treacherous, insurmountable terrain, it has become a mysterious mountain, admired but inaccessible. The "Crouching Dragon Rising at Dusk" is one of the ten most spectacular mountain sights in Heilong City, a truly magnificent sight!
It wasn't evening, so there was no sunset to witness the dragon's ascent. However, the misty morning air of Mount Fulong possessed its own mysterious beauty.
The mountain path was rugged, too difficult for horses to traverse. The two men tied their horses and began their ascent on foot. During the climb, they discovered that both were quite skilled, and in less than an hour, they were atop the vast summit of Mount Fulong!
It was late autumn; the fields below were already withered and yellow, but the summit of Mount Fulong remained lush and green. Birds sang, flowers bloomed, rabbits darted, and foxes darted about—a vibrant and captivating scene. There was not a trace of autumn's desolation!
The mountaintop was neither too hot nor too cold, with a pleasant climate. Yan Nange was greatly surprised and asked, "Could this Fulong Mountain be a sacred mountain?"
The divine physician replied, "It's not quite a sacred mountain, but the mountain is hollow inside, with an underground hot river flowing through it, making it warmer than other places, and the plants evergreen year-round. However, it truly is a good mountain for seclusion!"
Yan Nange nodded in agreement. This mountain was indeed a good place for seclusion, a place to live in solitude, away from the world's dust and grime! It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a paradise on earth. He thought that the so-called master residing in this mountain must be a truly great master!
The summit of Fulong Mountain was vast, probably spanning hundreds of miles, possessing all the typical landscapes of the land—forests, lakes, grasslands, and marshes—truly a secluded, tranquil, and prosperous land. As Yan Nange followed the divine physician, the sights and wonders along the way were breathtaking, leaving him dazzled and amazed
. The two entered a valley where the vegetation was exceptionally lush and verdant, bathed in the morning sun filtering through the thin mist, creating a vibrant and pleasing scene.
In the valley was a waterfall, its base forming a deep pool. The pool water was clear and bright, with a refreshing coolness. The divine physician groped among a pile of rocks by the pool, and suddenly, a cave entrance, about ten feet in size, appeared behind the waterfall. A retractable wooden staircase silently extended from the entrance to their feet at the edge of the pool. Miraculously, the waterfall cascaded to both sides about ten feet above the staircase, creating a gap the same size and shape as the cave entrance, just large enough for a person to enter.
Yan Nange marveled and, together with the divine physician, stepped onto the staircase and entered the cave. The staircase quickly retracted, and the waterfall resumed its flow. The cave entrance closed, and a faint green light emanated from the many luminous pearls embedded in the gray cave walls.
The cave was arched, its floor leveled smooth. The air inside was fresh and not stuffy at all. After walking several dozen feet and turning a few corners, two wooden doors appeared before them. The doors were unpainted, pure wood in color, looking natural and simple.
The divine physician's expression suddenly became extremely solemn. After bowing three times and kowtowing nine times, he respectfully said, "Master, your humble disciple Shen Buyi requests an audience!"
Yan Nange was taken aback. She hadn't expected the divine physician, at such an advanced age, to still refer to himself as a "humble disciple." Did he perhaps have a middle disciple and an elder disciple?
As she was lost in thought, a clear and sweet female voice came from inside the doors: "Little one, you still know to come back. I thought you
'd forgotten you had a master! And who is that person?" The voice was so clear and sweet that Yan Nange felt her mood inexplicably improve. She sighed inwardly: Even heavenly music couldn't compare! If the voice was so moving, how beautiful must the person be?
Shen Buyi kowtowed and said, "How could I, your humble disciple, forget your great kindness! It's just that I haven't been able to find the blood ant egg, and I was afraid that you would be angry if you saw it, so I dared not come to pay my respects!"
The woman asked, "Then why did you dare to come today? Did you calculate that I wouldn't be angry today and come on this particular day? You've got quite a clever mind!"
Yan Nange found the woman's words amusing, and seeing the cold sweat on Shen Buyi's old face, he could
n't help but chuckle. Shen Buyi hurriedly tugged at his sleeve, nervously silencing him. Then he kowtowed and said, "Master, spare me! I wouldn't dare! It's just that I found the blood ant egg today, and the person beside me is its owner!"
The woman said, "Really?... Oh! It's huge!" As she spoke, her voice reached Yan Nange's ear, and his hand felt lighter. An old woman with a complex expression took the wooden box from his hand, opened it, and looked at it with joy and greed!
When Yan Nange saw this face, he only had one feeling: vicissitudes of life! Countless years of wind, frost, rain, and snow must have eroded this face to create such a deeply etched and distinctive old appearance! The artistry of time is truly terrifying—perhaps it harbors an irreconcilable blood feud with this face!
Strangely, although this face is terrifyingly weathered, it possesses a pair of exquisitely beautiful eyes! At this moment, these beautiful eyes are radiating dazzling light, gazing intently at the blood ant eggs in the box. Long, curled eyelashes tremble gently, captivating the heart.
A strange fragrance emanates from her body, faint and ethereal, mysterious and elusive. Yan Nange has a particular fondness for this kind of fragrance; with just one sniff, he is deeply captivated by it! Just like how he fell in love with Princess Yuluo's subtle body fragrance that day!
He has no resistance to this kind of fragrance! Before he knows it, he is already intoxicated by it, unable to extricate himself!
This strange old woman also possesses a devilish figure that makes Yan Nange's blood boil!
She was wearing a pink silk dress, which clung to her body, making her exude endless allure!
Shen Buyi, kneeling on the ground, noticed Yan Nange's strange behavior and hurriedly pinched his leg in alarm. Although Yan Nange's body was abnormally strong, the pinch still hurt, and he cried out, snapping back to reality. He looked at Shen Buyi in confusion, thinking: Is this old man crazy? Why is he pinching me for no reason? Is he a sadist?! Yan Nange's cry startled
the old woman, who was still immersed in surprise, and she glared at him, her beautiful eyes blazing with anger!
You dare to be angry with me? I have plenty of anger to vent on! Yan Nange snatched the wooden box back into his hands, smiling as he said, "Greetings, senior. I am Yan Nange, the owner of this blood ant egg!"

Chapter 361 Borrow Your Chest
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The old lady's beautiful eyes sparkled, giving Yan Nange a stunning feeling!
"Hehe... little guy, tell me, what do you want?" Her voice was sweet and cloying!
Having barely suppressed his nausea, he smiled and said, "This junior doesn't ask for much! This junior will provide blood ant eggs to senior, and senior will teach this junior alchemy, giving half of the pills you refine to this junior."
Shen Buyi, now under his master's watchful eye, dared not hint at Yan Nange again. Upon hearing Yan Nange's words, he almost fainted. He thought to himself, "Aren't you courting death? Master has always taken advantage of others, never been taken advantage of herself! If I had pleaded with her properly, perhaps she could have given you some pills. Now, forget about pills, even survival is uncertain! ... Sigh! You were too greedy. Good luck!"
"Little fellow, you're quite bold. No one has ever dared to speak to me like that, let alone take advantage of me like this! ... Hehe... Little fellow, you're really brave, so amusing!" The old lady gently poked Yan Nange's forehead with her orchid-like jade finger, her beautiful eyes filled with coquettish charm.
Yan Nange was captivated by her gaze, letting the finger touch him. The finger was truly like an orchid petal, carrying an intoxicating fragrance. But this was only the sensation for the moment the fingertip touched his forehead. Then, he felt a boom in his head and suddenly lost consciousness!
He didn't know how much time had passed before Yan Nange slowly awoke.
The first feeling upon waking was pain! The second feeling was one of utter lack of freedom! The third feeling was a deep longing for the comforts of sitting and lying down!
He was now in a sweltering room. His body was covered in gold needles, hence the pain; his hands and feet were chained, hence the lack of freedom; and because he was suspended by a tension lock, he desperately missed the comforts of sitting and lying down!
He had been ambushed, ambushed by a strange old woman with a captivating voice, alluring eyes, a seductive figure, and a repulsive face! How humiliating! So humiliating! If she were a beautiful woman who had been bewitched and ambushed, it would be one thing, but she was old, ugly, and had bewitched and ambushed him with just a glance—it was too shameful, too humiliating! If word got out about what happened today, how could Yan Nange ever face anyone again!
The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. Women are often sad, men are often sad, and when depressed, they smoke, drink, and fight. Unfortunately, he couldn't choose the latter three now, so he could only sing.
So Yan Nange began to sing, first Cui Jian's "Nothing to My Name," a true reflection of his current mood and state—besides the golden needles and shackles, he was completely naked. And the golden needles and shackles weren't even his, so he truly had nothing!
After singing "Nothing to My Name," he started singing "Bad Woman" (sung by an unknown artist), then Teresa Teng's "Meeting You," then "It's My Fault," then "But I," then Jacky Cheung's "No Regrets," then "But I Hate You," and finally Liu Lanfang's "Double-Gun Granny"!
As he sang, amidst the echoing shouts, Yan Nange's mood brightened, and he even felt a little proud: I'm so talented! Most people probably haven't even heard of these songs! Alas! A genius is always a genius; even in such dire straits, he can still shine brightly, radiating charm! He exudes the captivating charisma of a superstar!
"Hehe... You little rascal, you're quite amusing. You've turned into a hedgehog, yet you still have the leisure to sing a little tune! Perhaps the needles didn't prick you deeply enough to hurt you?"
The old lady entered gracefully, her beautiful eyes smiling as she looked at Yan Nange, a smile playing on her lips, though a smile that was somewhat unsettling.
Yan Nange stopped his wolf-inducing song and laughed brightly, "Grandma, you've stripped this handsome young man of your skin, you're not trying to eat my tender little grass, are you?"
The old lady lightly spat, giving him a charmingly disdainful look, and laughed, "You little rascal, daring to flirt with Grandma! Be careful Grandma gets angry!" She then giggled.
Her voice was crisp and sweet, her laughter both coquettish and cloying!
The old woman spat again, turned her face away, and said, "What a shameless little thing!"
He laughed, "I say, Grandma... looking at your shy appearance, it's like a little girl being coquettish. Could it be that you're being coquettish with me?... Look at your figure, it's so alluring. Although your face is a bit weathered, your eyes are unparalleled, and your voice is as beautiful as heavenly music. Then this junior will take a small loss and lend you my broad, warm chest, Grandma, so you can lie here and be coquettish!... Perhaps, you can find that bittersweet feeling of your first love again!... Come on, my grandma!"
His voice was deep and pleasant, unlike the terrifying singing. His dreamlike murmurs seemed to be seducing the old woman, making the atmosphere somewhat strange and ambiguous.
The old lady spat again, her voice very soft. Yan Nange's six senses, innate true energy, and mobility were all sealed by the golden needles, so he could barely hear her spit.
"I'm not talking to you anymore! I have a serious question for you: where did you get those blood ant eggs?" The old lady's tone suddenly became very serious as she asked, still with her back to him.
Yan Nange said, "If you want to know where I got it from, you'll have to release me first. I'll only tell you when I'm comfortable! ... Oh, I forgot to tell you, don't try to scare me with threats like death or torture. I'm never afraid of that!"
"Then I'll tell you too," the old woman continued, "this fairy is never threatened! You can talk if you want, or you can stay here and enjoy the pleasures of life... I wonder if you'll still be so stubborn a hundred years from now! ... A hundred years is just a blink of an eye for this fairy, the time it takes to sleep... Hehe... Without your innate true energy, you'll probably look even more weathered and terrifying than my face then! Hehe..."
The old woman finished speaking and chuckled incessantly, seemingly imagining Yan Nange's appearance a hundred years from now, and was overjoyed. In her imagination, his old face was far more interesting and fascinating.

Chapter 362 Enemy Attack
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A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. Yan Nange had to admit that this old woman was more formidable than him. However, it was impossible for him to admit defeat just by being hung up like this!
Yan Nange chuckled and said, "Old fairy, you are absolutely not threatened, and I, this young master, will absolutely not let you hang up like this, strip you naked for me to see, and prick me with so many needles, just to tell me the secret you want to know! Who knows if you, old fairy, will let me go after I finish speaking?"
The old woman was silent for a while, then sighed softly, a sound that truly made one's heart ache. Yan Nange also felt sorry for her, but he was even more unwilling to exchange his own suffering for her favor!
Yan Nange thought that the old woman would definitely say something next, or perhaps let him go. Unexpectedly, the old woman got up and gracefully walked away, without looking back or saying a word! He was furious!
To dispel the even more depressed feeling in his heart, Yan Nange sang the same series of songs over and over again in an even more shrill and mournful voice. He sang until the sky and earth changed color, his voice became hoarse, and he could no longer sing!
Yan Nange felt extremely thirsty, extremely hungry, and extremely tired and aching. But who would come to this sweltering, godforsaken place to pity him?
The cell door creaked painfully, and Shen Buyi staggered in carrying a basket. His face was bruised and swollen, his head was almost twice its size, his clothes were tattered and covered in wounds, a truly gruesome sight, as if he had just escaped from a prison!
"I say, senior divine physician, what happened to you?" Yan Nange asked with a smile.
Shen Buyi glared at him angrily, put down the basket, which contained some wild fruit and a roasted bird of unknown species, golden and emitting an enticing aroma!
"You still have the nerve to ask? It's all your fault! If you hadn't talked nonsense to my master and disrespected her, would she have beaten me so badly? Before, she would only kick me a few times, punch me a few times, and be satisfied with leaving a few marks. Look at the beating I received this time, how can I go out in public now?... You've ruined me, you!"
Shen Buyi's words were almost a tearful accusation, making Yan Nange want to shed a few tears of sympathy!
"Alas! This child, he has suffered a lot, shed a lot of tears! What a pitiful child!" Yan Nange sighed inwardly, feeling deep sympathy for Shen Buyi's tragic experience.
"But! Can this be blamed on me?" Yan Nange said, "Look at me, are you worse off than me? My incredibly precious blood ant eggs were just taken away by that old hag of a master! She even stripped me naked, tied me up like a hedgehog, and hung me here for her to admire, to satisfy her perverted lust! Aren't I worse off than you! And you dare to come here to complain! ...Why don't you ask that perverted old hag of a master to switch our treatment? You hang me up like a hedgehog, and I'll take the beating, okay!"
At this point, Yan Nange was filled with righteous indignation, resentment, and burning anger, extremely frustrated!
"You bastard, how dare you insult my grandmaster! You deserve to be hung up like that!" Shen Buyi roared. His master not only taught him all his skills but also raised him single-handedly. In his heart, no one was more respected than his master!
Yan Nange was stunned, not expecting Shen Buyi's reaction to be so strong, much less this kind of reaction. He then realized that the old woman was his master, and that she held a very important place in his heart!
Both of them remained silent for a moment. After a while, Shen Buyi sullenly removed the golden needles from his body and set him down.
Still weak, Yan Nange was even weaker than an ordinary person.
"Sigh! Eat quickly! After you finish eating, I'll hang you up again!" Shen Buyi sighed, speaking in a compassionate tone. Yan Nange found his expression detestable, making him want to smash his face in blood!
Although Yan Nange was resentful, he still wore a smile. Now he was the fish on the chopping block, under someone else's roof, so he had to bow his head.
He sat naked on the ground, which was warm, clean, and comfortable. He was already incredibly hungry and began to wolf down his food. The food was delicious, and he felt a little comforted.
After eating a third of the roasted fowl, he slowed his pace, chewing slowly and leisurely. Feeling too tired to sit, he simply lay down, eating slowly and becoming drowsy. Later, ignoring Shen Buyi's resentful gaze, he fell into a deep sleep.
Shen Buyi felt great sympathy for Yan Nange's plight—although he was the one who wanted to come here, and it was he who provoked his master, leading to his current miserable state, ultimately, if he hadn't asked him for the blood ant eggs, none of this would have happened! Sigh! Let him sleep! Who knows if he'll ever have another chance to let him sleep like this! He'd rather take another beating from his master and let him sleep a little longer!
Thinking this, Shen Buyi sat down, picked up a wild fruit, and slowly ate it. He thought about pleading with his master again for Yan Nange's release. He was still so young, and had such a large family and so many things to take care of!
Thinking of his master's fiery temper, Shen Buyi felt a chill run down his spine. Hope was so slim! Alas! This young man was ruined by him! He hadn't killed Bo Ren, yet Bo Ren died because of him! Shame on him!
Just as Yan Nange was fast asleep, and Shen Buyi was filled with remorse, a sudden, deafening roar erupted, followed by a gentle tremor and swaying of the entire room. Jars and pots on the wooden shelves on the walls fell to the ground with a series of crackling sounds, and various smells of smoke and dust rose up, instantly filling the room.
Even so, Yan Nange remained unconscious. Shen Buyi felt both admiration and understanding—he had been suspended like this for several days, his inner energy sealed, and he had been tortured by golden needles; his exhaustion was unimaginable.
Shen Buyi tucked him under his arm and rushed out of the room. The deafening roar continued, and the surrounding area remained trembling incessantly; clearly, an enemy was attacking, assaulting the protective formation of the cave.
The person capable of causing such a commotion was clearly no ordinary enemy; they must be someone with extremely powerful cultivation. Shen Buyi frowned deeply. Limited by his talent, his cultivation was not high enough for him to handle such an enemy, and he wondered if his master could manage it as well! He was filled with worry!
Who was this enemy? It was difficult to guess. He had no enemies, but his master had many, and he had no idea which one it was. He secretly hated himself for being useless and unable to share his master's burdens, while also secretly praying that his master could overcome the enemy!

Chapter 363 Soaring into the Clouds
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Shen Buyi had not gone far from the room when he saw his master rushing towards him, her expression one of unprecedented panic. She tucked Yan Nange under her arm and then opened a door in the mountain wall beside her, revealing a passage. Pushing him inside, she hurriedly said, "Disciple, this passage leads directly to a place fifty miles down the mountain. You should leave quickly and not come back here. I will find you later."
With that, she sealed the door, and with a casual flick of her wrist, the mountain wall returned to its original state. She sighed, and with Yan Nange in tow, swiftly disappeared into the passage within the mountain's interior.
Having been tossed and turned, and bathed in the chilling wind, if Yan Nange could still sleep soundly, he should be crowned the "God of Sleep."
"Slap! Slap!"
A small red handprint appeared on each of the young man's handsome, pale face. The handprints were neat and delicate, showing that the hands that left the imprints were exceptionally beautiful!
Yan Nange angrily opened his eyes, seeing a pair of beautiful eyes, even angrier than his own, spitting fire and containing murderous intent, staring at him! He recognized those beautiful eyes, and he could never forget that old face, contorted with rage and terror. Wasn't this that old fairy?
Only then did he realize why he had been slapped twice, and he sheepishly released his hands.
The old fairy was truly unforgiving, giving him two more crisp little dumplings. Yan Nange was powerless to dodge, nor did he want to. He touched the spot on his face where he had been slapped, sniffed it, and smiled brightly, "Although the fairy is old, these jade hands are not only not old, but also soft and fragrant. Exquisite, exquisite! ...Alas! What a pity!"
The old fairy really couldn't do anything with this seemingly gentlemanly but actually scoundrel. She couldn't reason with him, and hitting him only made her laugh. Hearing him sigh and say it was a pity, she thought to herself, "Is he going to humiliate me again by saying my face is repulsive? How hateful! If he dares to do that, I'll teach him a lesson!"
When he spoke, he smiled but remained silent. The old fairy felt hateful looking at his brightly smiling handsome face! Ever since he grabbed her chest, she no longer had the peaceful state of mind she had towards him at Fulong Mountain. If he weren't still useful, she would have killed him to vent her anger! She asked with a sinister smile, "Why are you sighing? What's this pity?"
Yan Nange laughed, "Alas! I'm sighing because Heaven is blind!..." He paused, then sighed again. The sigh sounded like he was filled with deep sorrow and frustration, yet the smile on his handsome face was even more radiant than before!
The old fairy felt she could guess what he was about to say. She gritted her teeth, a sharp, menacing smile playing on her lips. She clenched her fist, wanting to give him a good punch on his high, straight nose! She wouldn't know why flowers bloom so red until his face was ablaze with color!
At this moment, Yan Nange spoke: "Alas! I lament that Heaven is so blind, why didn't it bring us together in the same era? In your youth, even if you weren't a stunning beauty, you must have had a face like jade. Even at the very least, you must have been radiant with youthful energy! If that were the case, I would have pursued you relentlessly... We would have flown together, bathed in the river of love, whispering sweet nothings under the flowers and moon, how wonderful that would have been!... Alas, Heaven is so blind! You were born before I was born, and I was born after you had grown old! What a pity, what a pity!"
Looking at Yan Nange, naked and being held between her arms, shaking her head, she found him utterly ridiculous. Her anger suddenly dissipated, and she giggled. After a few laughs, she said, "Don't talk nonsense anymore, or I'll throw you down!" Then, she couldn't help but laugh again, giggling incessantly.
"Leave me here to walk on my own... No! This is safer!" Yan Nange was about to suggest letting him get down and walk, but when he turned his head, he realized he was soaring through a sea of clouds, everything below looking tiny! If he were thrown down, he'd be smashed to pieces, so he quickly changed his mind.
The old fairy was amused even more by his words, laughing even more uncontrollably. Her body trembled wildly, making him shudder with fear, his blood rushing to his head, almost causing him to vomit blood.
He swallowed the blood back, but the remaining force surged downwards, all the way to the very end of his legs, where his penis immediately stood erect, proudly erect like a bright red flagpole. The flagpole danced in the wind high in the sky, full of vitality and imposing!
Yan Nange suspected he might have been holding back for too long, his body accumulating a surging desire that hadn't been released for over a year. Otherwise, how could he have been aroused several times by this terrifying old woman! However, aside from her face, she seemed to possess every other quality that drove him mad!
Alas! It wasn't that Yan Nange wasn't normal, it was just that this old fairy's body was too alluring!
After laughing, the old fairy noticed the unusual shape between his legs. She spat lightly and giggled again.
Yan Nange didn't see the shy blush that lingered in her beautiful eyes. Her gaze was captivating and incredibly alluring!
She felt his burning gaze. His gaze was so intense that it felt almost tangible. This feeling was strange and unfamiliar, yet also wonderful and comfortable. She was somewhat overwhelmed by this feeling and could only continue to laugh and enjoy this novel sensation.
Just as the two were each lost in their own worlds, a wolf's howl rang out, shattering the ambiguous atmosphere between them.

(Chapter 364: The Mysterious Wolf Ancestor
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The old fairy's expression changed drastically, a look of worry flashing in her eyes. Yan Nange didn't notice her expression, but instead looked in the direction from which the sound came.
Dark clouds rolled in, obscuring the sky. Within the clouds stood a man in black, roaring to the heavens, exhaling mist and clouds with imposing power! The dark clouds arrived in an instant, and although the old fairy increased her speed, she couldn't create distance; he blocked their path. The immense aura pressed down, making Yan Nange feel suffocated and her body ache. The old fairy also trembled slightly, clearly terrified of this man!
The man in black was tall and imposing, with a majestic face and a commanding presence. He first laughed loudly, then asked, "Fairy Mengyou, where are you going?"
Only then did Yan Nange realize that this old fairy was called Fairy Mengyou, but this fairy was quite different from the fairy he had imagined.
Fairy Mengyou giggled, her eyes captivatingly alluring. She said, "Ancestor Xuanlang, do I need to report to you where I go? I can go wherever I want, what's it to you?"
Ancestor Xuanlang laughed heartily, leering at her curvaceous body, and said, "How can it not be related! I've married you as my bandit queen, so it's related! Not only is it related, it's very intimate! Hahaha..."
Yan Nange thought to herself, "This Ancestor Xuanlang looks like a ruthless hero, how can he be so indiscriminate? Could it be that he's been celibate longer than me and can't hold back anymore?" Thinking of this, although she felt suffocated and her whole body ached, she still smiled brightly.
Fairy Mengyou's small hand barely touched Yan Nange's body before letting go. Yan Nange, as the person involved, naturally felt her intimate contact and guessed that at this moment, she probably wanted to grind the other person to dust, but she had to restrain herself.
"Hehe... I never thought someone would dare to want me, a fairy like this. I truly admire the ancestor's courage and boldness. It's a pity, though, that I know my appearance is terrifying. I'll just scare my own people, not others!" Fairy Mengyou finished speaking and chuckled, a cold glint in her eyes.
Ancestor Xuanlang laughed again, saying lewdly and ambiguously, "Fairy, you're holding this naked, handsome young man, so he's one of your own, right? Haha... I didn't expect you to be so young at heart, quite lucky with women! Look at this little guy... no, his thing isn't small at all, it's quite magnificent! Hahaha..."
Fairy Mengyou grabbed Yan Nange's flesh twice more, making him wince in pain. He looked at the fairy with a mixture of shame and anger, like a young girl. If it weren't for the complex features of her old face, he would have been captivated by her alluring appearance.
Yan Nange couldn't let this old fellow provoke Fairy Mengyou any further, or he would suffer the same fate. A sudden idea struck him. He first whispered to the fairy, "Fairy, restore my power so I can help you deal with this guy!" Then he laughed loudly, "Ancestor, have you forgotten me? As the saying goes, one should not covet a friend's wife! Although we are not friends, we have a history. It's a bit inappropriate for Ancestor to act like this!"
In fact, Yan Nange was gambling. He was gambling that Ancestor Xuanlang had many acquaintances, so many that he couldn't remember them all clearly. He was also gambling that Ancestor Xuanlang and Fairy Mengyou were like those described in the cultivation novels he had read in his previous life—cultivators who could transform and be reborn through possession! If that were the case, he could get away with it and save Fairy Mengyou from her predicament—his intuition told him that Ancestor Xuanlang was very evil, and if he were caught by him, his situation would be many times more miserable than it was now!
Ancestor Xuanlang was stunned upon hearing this, and couldn't help but mutter to himself. He had countless old acquaintances, many enemies, and few friends. Yan Nange's words led him to mistakenly believe that Yan Nange was an enemy of an old acquaintance. However, upon closer inspection of Yan Nange with his demonic senses, he realized that Yan Nange was nothing more than an ordinary person as weak as an ant!
"Could it be that he deliberately concealed his cultivation level, possessed this young man's body, and intended to ambush me while I was off guard?" With this thought in mind, Ancestor Xuanlang became secretly wary and apprehensive.
Fairy Mengyou was also taken aback upon hearing this, then secretly admired Yan Nange's quick wit. She transmitted her voice into his ear: "Listen to me, don't speak anymore. Lest that villain become suspicious! ... It's not that I didn't want to remove the restrictions on you, it's just that I previously thought you possessed innate true energy, but your yin and yang energies hadn't interacted, so I wanted to use the Golden Needle Heaven-Piercing Technique to open your Heaven-Earth Bridge. At that time, your cultivation would greatly improve, and your realm would rise significantly! Originally, it would have been completed in seven days and seven nights. Who knew that this Xuanlang Ancestor would come knocking on our door! ... Alas, it's all my fault. If I hadn't underestimated the immense power of the pill energy used to refine the Spirit One Pill, I wouldn't have provoked him! ... Unless your Heaven-Earth Bridge is opened, your power cannot be restored!"
Yan Nange felt both grateful and disappointed upon hearing her words! Grateful for her kindness, disappointed that he didn't know when his power would be restored, or if he would even have the chance to see that day come!
A glint flashed in the eyes of the Xuanlang Ancestor, and he laughed heartily, "This young brother is quite unfamiliar. If I'm not mistaken, you're just an ordinary person! I must say, you're very clever and courageous, but you can't fool my eyes! ... Fairy, it's said that your fox clan likes to deceive people, and it seems that's true! However, you certainly have good taste. This young brother not only has a large penis, but he's also very handsome. No wonder your heart, which has remained unmoved for ten thousand years, is now filled with spring fever! Haha... Fairy, as long as you hand over that treasure, I'll take it and leave, and I won't disturb your and the young brother's enjoyment! How about it?"
Fairy Mengyou laughed, "What treasure could there be? If I possessed such a treasure, wouldn't my divine senses have detected it?"
Ancestor Xuanlang frowned upon hearing this, realizing that the aura of the treasure he had sensed earlier was indeed absent from her person. Could it be that she hadn't brought it with her? But that was impossible; he had already searched her cave thoroughly, finding no treasure there! She couldn't have had time to hide it elsewhere; it must still be on her person, but she had somehow concealed its aura!
Looking at Yan Nange, Ancestor Xuanlang was certain he was just a mortal, merely bluffing! A surge of ambition rose within him. Gazing at Fairy Mengyou's snow-white skin and alluring body—though her face was ugly, her eyes were exquisitely beautiful—he conceived a plan to kill the man, capture the woman, and seize the treasure.
Once this lustful thought took hold, he felt no fear. Even if Yan Nange were truly his old enemy, of similar strength, he would risk everything to fulfill his desire!

Chapter 365 Rebirth in the Swamp
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The Xuanlang Ancestor's aura suddenly intensified, suppressing the two even more! Yan Nange's bones cracked under the immense pressure, the pain excruciating, her breathing extremely difficult, her mind blank, on the verge of fainting.
Mengyou Fairy also surged with power, resisting the Xuanlang Ancestor's aura. However, her aura was significantly weaker than his, which was why she avoided him. Refining pills had depleted a large amount of her true energy; the difference in their strength was now too vast, and she had almost no chance of winning!
Unless she fought to the death, she might perish together with him! But she couldn't die now; she had very important things to do! She looked at Yan Nange, who was struggling under her arm with his eyes closed, gritted her teeth, and a look of guilt, pain, and determination flashed in her eyes!
Suddenly, Fairy Mengyou's aura surged several times over, and she abruptly hurled Yan Nange towards Ancestor Xuanlang. Yan Nange's body blazed with crimson light in mid-air, engulfing the space within a fifty-foot radius in a raging inferno! The sky above was a dazzling crimson!
Ancestor Xuanlang, seeing the flames on Yan Nange's body, cried out, "Ah! Not good! Heavenly Bloodfire! How vicious this vile woman!"
Caught off guard, he tried to dodge, but found himself completely immobilized by an overwhelmingly powerful aura! Horrified, the immense pressure vanished, but it was too late to escape! His body, upon encountering the Heavenly Bloodfire, burst into flames hundreds of times larger than Yan Nange's! The sky instantly turned a blinding crimson, resembling a sea of blood!
At this moment, Yan Nange, suffering terribly from the burning flames, threw himself onto the Xuanlang Ancestor. His mind somewhat dazed, he clung to the Ancestor like a lifeline, refusing to let go.
The two transformed into a gigantic fireball, raging and churning between heaven and earth, burning countless things on earth and even the ethereal Yan Nange in the sky. The churning fireball was punctuated by the angry, agonizing roars of the Xuanlang Ancestor and Yan Nange!
Now, they both harbored the same thought: "The most poisonous heart is that of a woman!"
The moment Mengyou Fairy threw Yan Nange away, she transformed into a white light and vanished into the vast sea of clouds!
In the boundless swamp, miasma billowed, shimmering with a pale green light under the bright sunlight. In the middle of the swamp, a patch of land about a hundred feet in size stood out from the surrounding area, devoid of bubbles and mud.
This was a patch of scorched, blackened land, formed for reasons unknown, resembling an island in the vast swamp. Countless strange and wonderful creatures flocked to this land to see what was new. Looking around, the densely packed, thriving life was enough to send chills down anyone's spine and break out in a cold sweat! What were all these things?
A muffled thud echoed from beneath the ground in the center of the land, startling the creatures who retreated a considerable distance, watching warily and curiously. They wanted to see what was making such a loud noise from beneath the earth!
A deafening boom followed by cracking sounds.
A fiery red hand emerged from the hole in the ground in response to the thunderous roar. The cracking sounds came from the fiery red cracks radiating outwards from the hole!
The fiery red hand stretched out forcefully, as if trying to grasp something. But there was nothing in the void to hold onto! The giant hand seemed to have noticed the problem as well. With a sudden clench, a deafening explosion erupted, and a gigantic red figure leaped from the ground, startling all creatures into fleeing in all directions, instantly plunging into the swamp's mud. The vast, cracked land was now completely empty! Only the enormous, fiery red figure stood in the center of the land!
Yan Nange stared blankly at his own body. He was relieved to have survived the inexplicable fire. But now, transformed into this inhuman, beast-like form, he was truly distressed.
How could he return to the Lan family like this? How could he dare appear before the Lan family mother and daughter, and his daughter Yan Baobao, with this appearance? Even if they recognized him, he didn't want to frighten them! Thinking of this headache-inducing situation, he felt a surge of hatred for the venomous Meng You Fairy! The most poisonous heart is a woman's; he had truly witnessed the ruthlessness of a woman's mind!
"You old hag, when I see you again, I'll make you my bandit queen! I won't hit you, I won't scold you! I'll disgust you to death!"
Yan Nange gritted his teeth, carefully examining his body. His body was now over three zhang tall, with all his limbs intact. However, his entire body was blood red, with strange, sharp, hardened spurs growing on his limbs, while the rest of his body was covered in blood-red scales. It looked like some of the characteristics of blood ants.
His head was covered in upright hair; although he hadn't looked in a mirror, he could tell by touch that it wasn't a human head, but a wolf's head! The fangs, the pointed ears, the long snout, and the wolf fur—all things only wolves possessed!
He was now a complete monster, and a huge monster at that! He couldn't explain why he had become like this, but he vaguely felt it was related to the blood ant tattoo on his body, the blood ant eggs he had eaten, the fire that Fairy Mengyou had set on him, and the Xuanlang Ancestor who had been burning alongside him!
He was now alive, but the Xuanlang Ancestor, who had fallen into the swamp with him, was nowhere to be found. He didn't know if he was dead or reborn like him! Yan Nange shook his head, no longer thinking about this hateful yet pathetic demon!
Yan Nange's body was now filled with explosive power, and coupled with his tall stature, he felt incredibly powerful, even having a sense of control over the world! This finally brought a small balance to his depressed mood.
Looking around, all he saw was swamp. Moving his gaze closer, he saw that around the hundred-zhang-wide piece of land he and the Xuanlang Ancestor had burned, some strange, ugly, even evil-looking creatures were poking their heads out of the swamp, curiously watching him from the edge of the land. Their eyes held curiosity, but also a hint of fear and greed! That greed was the kind of greedy look a greedy person would have when seeing gold bars, or a gluttonous person seeing delicious food! Their eyes leaned more towards the latter!
Yan Nange didn't care that these creatures saw him as food. His current worry was how to escape this vast, boundless swamp, a place with no foothold, filled with green miasma and utterly foul stench!
"If only I could fly!" Unfortunately, he couldn't fly; his only skill was the light-footed technique of using momentum to leap, which was useless here! His previously proud strength and massive body were utterly ineffective at this moment!

(Chapter 366: The Girl in White -
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"Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, its leaves so lush and green. Two carp play among the green waves. The fish play to the east of the lotus leaves, the fish play to the south of the lotus leaves. Deep within the lotus leaves, whose daughter is that? Across the water, she laughs and tosses a lotus branch. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, its leaves so lush and green. The girl from the east, Mo Chou, is beautiful and graceful. At fourteen, she could recite books; at fifteen, she could sew. At sixteen, she went to pick lotus, singing a leisurely song. Wearing a lotus leaf under the sun, she leans against the south pond, laughing. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, its leaves so lush and green. The water covers the empty green, the flowers bloom with a cold red. How fortunate is the passerby to meet here! I am grateful for your gift of lotus root, its heart intricate with a thousand threads. I am grateful for your gift of lotus seeds, their hearts bitter as if boiled. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan..." "Picking lotus, the lotus leaves are so lush and green. Picking lotus is so easy, stopping the horse is so difficult. The cries of wild geese echo from the distant mountains, the clouds on the distant shore are white as sails. A distant bell urges the traveler on, the long road awaits the traveler's return. I lead my green horse, I raise my willow whip. I tread the path I came from, seeking my old joys. Looking back, you are already across the river, I wave goodbye with tears streaming down my face. I see you weeping, I see you laughing as you move your boat, I am lost in thought, unable to speak. In Jiangnan, lotus can be picked, the lotus leaves are lush and green, do not say we pick lotus together, do not say we pick lotus alone, the west wind blows the fragrance away from the lotus pond, a traveler's dream is as cold as water all night."
From the green mist in the east, a young girl's song drifted on. The song was cheerful and sweet at first, then gentle and sad, matching the meaning of the lyrics. The song was beautiful and moving, leaving Yan Nange speechless for a long time after the song ended.
In his previous life, Yan Nange had always loved poetry. Whenever he read the "Lotus Picking Song" by the Prince of Nanhua, a scene would appear before his eyes: a small boat gliding through lotus blossoms, a girl in pink picking lotus seeds while singing the song. Perhaps joyful, perhaps sorrowful. The wind blew across the lotus pond, and the endless lotus flowers, leaves, and pods swayed in the breeze, the girl's song drifting away on the wind... Suddenly, the girl giggled. The entire lotus pond swayed joyfully with her laughter.
He had imagined this scene countless times in his previous life, even dreamt of it many times, but never had the chance to see it. Now, busy with various matters, he had long forgotten this dream from his past life.
And now, in this foul-smelling swamp, he heard the lotus picking song he had longed to hear for so long. But he was not the handsome young master who could offer the singing girl a smile! Fate was truly cruel!
At this moment, Yan Nange suddenly felt a deep piercing pain in his heart. It was the beautiful lotus-picking song, and his monstrous appearance! Perhaps, it was also the sorrow and grief buried deep within his heart.
Could he ever return to his original form? Yan Nange sighed deeply, looking up at the sky.
The song began again, but this time Yan Nange couldn't understand what she was singing. The song was sung in a sweet, soft, and delicate language, like some kind of southern accent he had heard in his past life. It was beautiful, but he absolutely couldn't understand it. However, her voice sounded very cheerful, so it must be a song expressing a joyful mood! As
the song drew closer, a large boat slowly sailed in from the distant miasma.
It was several dozen feet long and several feet wide. A girl in white held a small oar and gently rowed, and the large boat moved forward at a steady pace with her graceful, dance-like movements.
The large boat was extremely stable, unusually stable! The girl in white was naturally extraordinary; otherwise, she wouldn't have appeared alone in this gloomy place, so calm, composed, and even carefree.
Yan Nange's sharp eyes, a hundred times sharper than before, pierced through the thick green mist, revealing the girl's incomparably beautiful face. Two pools of autumn water, a gentle smile, her ethereal singing voice like
that of a fairy. She was the rare, fairy-like being he had always longed for!
Listening to the girl's song, Yan Nange gradually mastered its melody, and a sudden impulse arose within him. He put his fingers to his lips, and a beautiful whistle rang out, clear and melodious, perfectly in harmony with the song.
The girl looked at him, her clear, beautiful eyes untouched by any worldly dust. Her gaze was like a clear spring, quietly flowing through his heart, cleansing it silently. She smiled, and the world changed color. She smiled sweetly at him, singing, and rowed the wooden boat towards him.
The wooden boat seemed to move slowly, yet its speed was astonishing. The vast distance between the two had quickly shrunk to a few dozen feet. The girl brought the boat to a stop at the edge of the scorched land, startling away the swamp creatures that had gathered to watch.
"Hey, who are you?"
The girl gracefully floated from the boat onto the land. She was barefoot, her small, delicate feet exquisitely perfect! Her feet didn't touch the ground; she seemed to walk on air, three feet off the ground. Her skirt swayed gently, and a cool fragrance wafted over.
"I am Yan Nange!"
Yan Nange said softly, but his voice was like a thunderclap, too loud, a pity for his gentleness.
"How did you become like this?"
The girl landed on his shoulder, sat down, and looked at him sideways, smiling sweetly, gently swinging her small feet. Two sections of her snow-white, lotus-root-like legs were visible beneath her skirt, breathtakingly beautiful.
Her body was cold, and a chill spread across Yan Nange's shoulder through the thin skirt. Her orchid-like fragrance was also cold, yet intoxicatingly so.
Yan Nange wasn't drunk; he was simply taken aback by the girl's words. He lowered his voice to a whisper and asked, "Do you know what I used to look like?"
The girl produced a crystal-clear lotus flower from somewhere and gently played with it in her delicate, snow-white hands. The crystal-like lotus exuded a coolness and a captivating fragrance identical to her own.
"What's so strange about that? You used to be quite cute, much cuter than my doll!" The girl looked at him intently, a longing gleam in her beautiful eyes.
Her suddenly intense gaze sent a chill down Yan Nange's spine; he had a bad feeling about this.
"What do you want?" he asked instinctively.
A mischievous glint flashed in the girl's beautiful eyes, then her desire intensified. She smiled sweetly and said, "Yan Nange, you look strange now, but you used to be so obedient. You must have felt terrible inside, right?"
Yan Nange nodded instinctively; it was true.
The girl's gaze grew even more intense, sparkling with a captivating, dreamlike light. He had an even stronger sense of unease.
"Then tell me, will you turn me back into your original, adorable self?"
The girl's smile grew sweeter, her voice soft and seductive. He nodded, more than willing! However, why did he have a feeling of danger approaching?
"Great! Great! You agreed! You agreed to be my doll! That's wonderful!"
The girl cheered, and her snow-white little hand suddenly conjured up an enlarged "little hand," patting the astonished Yan Nange on the head.
Yan Nange felt an icy chill penetrate his head, followed by a wave of relief. He involuntarily stretched, and a series of soft cracking sounds came from his joints. When he looked again, he had returned to his original fair and handsome appearance!

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