[Fantasy] The Great Sage's Joyful Heaven (Complete) - Chapter 23

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Chapter 228 Love Song
: 10-21 10:18:47 Word Count: 2685

Yan Nange didn't use his lightness skill, walking out of Mingyue City. He noticed there were many more vehicles and people than usual. Occasionally, a luxurious carriage would pass by, carrying a fragrant breeze, and beautiful faces would gently lift the curtains, curiously looking outside. Yan Nange knew these people were probably there to participate in the "World's Most Beautiful Flower Contest" or to watch the spectacle.
Huang Shiren had been so quiet these past few days, probably because of this grand event. He didn't dare cause too much trouble; after all, he was just the son of a tax official and didn't dare to be too reckless. If he was quiet, Yan Nange would let him live a little longer; if he caused trouble, he shouldn't blame him for being ruthless.
Yan Nange then remembered the group of people who had caused him trouble at the slave market that day. They were very likely there to watch the event, but some were simply courting death. There were plenty of people with powerful backgrounds in Mingyue City; it wasn't a place for them to act so arrogantly.
However, he had been somewhat reckless that day. Offending those he couldn't afford to offend at the moment would have had dire consequences. He had at least shown them some leniency, otherwise, the situation wouldn't have been as simple as injuring a horse.
Yan Nange established a comprehensive intelligence network precisely to know his enemy and himself, to be prepared, and to maintain a proper distance. Knowing nothing would be far too dangerous. He wasn't alone; he could escape if something happened. The lives of thousands of people were in his hands. Every step had to be taken with caution to minimize the chance of making mistakes.
Yan Nange overheard people on the street talking about the Flower Queen Competition and about himself, about his amazing skills with women, how he had slept with a hundred women at the Qimeng Tower that day, and how he'd heard the girls had fainted, calling him a monster or a god. Others were discussing his upcoming auction of purple-gold jewelry, speculating whether his claim of ten sets of jewelry was just boasting. Then there was talk about his plan to create a floral crown and purple-gold ornaments for this year's courtesan, implying his desire to win her heart and take her into his own household.
Yan Nange was astonished by how quickly the news spread. He was even more impressed that the moment he left the Qimeng Tower, people already knew how many girls he had visited. It was impossible not to admire him.
Yan Nange couldn't help but admire Li Yuanfeng's publicity plan. It was only the beginning, yet everyone knew about him and the auction. One could imagine how many people would attend when the auction started, not to mention the attention it garnered. It seemed the auction's success was inevitable; it would not only launch the Flame Heavenly Craft into a resounding success but also bring him both fame and fortune. Thinking of this, Yan Nange couldn't help but smile, attracting the attention of passing women who cast him enthusiastic glances, some even giving him seductive looks, making his smile even brighter. That smile was so alluring, it made every woman who saw it tremble with excitement, as if Yan Nange were smiling directly at them.
This effect was partly due to Yan Nange's charisma and physique, and partly due to the inexplicable attraction his cultivation technique possessed to women. Even without channeling his inner energy, the allure remained. Coupled with his radiant smile and captivating eyes, it's no wonder these women were mesmerized.
By the time he arrived home, it was already dark. The Lord's mansion was brightly lit, and the women, seeing Yan Nange return, happily surrounded him. Xiao Ruo, Xingchen, and Yue'er, having already shared intimate moments with Yan Nange, affectionately nestled into his arms, showering him with kisses. Yan Nange naturally comforted his three wives, making them happy.
Mengmou and the others smiled as they watched the three women's blissful, affectionate expressions, feeling happy for them and also happy that the three of them were now truly a family. As for titles, no one had thought about it; everyone was the same, all wives. They also knew that their brother had already had a wife before them, and both were pregnant, but she wasn't here now. If there was a legal wife, it should be Sister Xiangxiang. Their brother said she was very beautiful, just like Sister Lingxi. Sister Lingxi was also their brother's wife, but she wasn't by his side either. She was a goddess.
Jiaojiao, nestled in Xianlan's arms, watched her parents' close relationship and was very happy. Today was the day she had seen her mother smile the most. Her father was amazing, making her mother so happy. Jiaojiao admired her father, Yan Nange, immensely and wanted to ask him how he made her mother so happy. She figured asking Yan Nange would be very awkward for him.
The maids were now used to the intimacy between their lord and the wives, especially since they had all given their first kiss to their celestial lord. They were all waiting for their Lord to take them, so they could be as close to him as they had imagined. The feeling was incredibly wonderful; they still vividly remembered yesterday's exquisite sensation, which was actually far more intense and profound than yesterday's. They knew their Lord was very likely to take them, because he was very skilled in that area. The ladies often said that although it was incredibly pleasurable, they sometimes couldn't keep up. They even promised that their wishes would be fulfilled in the future. Thinking of this, the young beauties blushed, their pretty faces turning red with shyness, looking utterly adorable.
Yan Nange was unaware of the ambitions of his wives; they actually wanted to turn all the girls here, except for Jiao Jiao, into his intimate companions. If he knew, would he be happy or would he smile wryly? But whether he knew or not, this work was already underway, everyone looking for the right opportunity to do the right thing.
Yesterday, they had already named this plan: the Love Song Plan. They wanted Yan Nange to achieve the greatest happiness, because he had given them happiness. They wanted their brother to fully release his desires, which would benefit his cultivation, as well as the women themselves, and was, in fact, the dream of all the women.
That night, Xiao Ruo, Xingchen, and Yue'er accompanied Yan Nange, and their sweet night went without saying.
The next morning, Yan Nange went to Mingyue City to look around. In the afternoon, he returned and found some top-quality sandalwood, a local specialty, and made himself an enormous bed to replace the old one. The old bed was placed in another large suite, where a smaller bed was placed.
This large bed was extremely exquisite and beautiful. When the women saw the extravagantly large bed in the bedroom, their pretty faces flushed as if they were drunk. They naturally understood what this bed, large enough to sleep over a dozen people, was for. Their eyes were watery and full of spring-like desire as they looked at Yan Nange, making his heart pound. These irresistibly alluring little vixens were seducing him in broad daylight. Yan Nange naturally pounced on them and showered them with affection.

Chapter 229 of the novel
: 10-21 10:18:47 Word count: 1317

The night this bed was installed, Mengmou, Qianqian, Rou'er, Xianlan, Xingchen, Xiaoruo, and Yue'er, seven women, all appeared. Jiaojiao slept alone that night; she never cried like ordinary children, and although she was three years old, she could take care of herself. However, Mei'er and Lanyu still went to Xiaoruo's room to keep the little darling company. Jiaojiao was no longer as averse to being held by strangers as before; the women liked to hold and play with her when they had free time.
Looking at the seven alluring beauties, Yan Nange pounced on them like a hungry wolf, eliciting a series of soft cries from the seven women. The incredibly erotic scene had only just begun...
From that night on, the seven women began to cultivate together with Yan Nange...
Time flew by, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye. For the past two weeks, Yan Nange spent his days wandering around or visiting the Qimeng Tower, and his nights indulging in pleasure with his seven wives. His cultivation level steadily increased due to the increased frequency of their dual cultivation sessions. The seven women, nourished by Yan Nange and their dual cultivation, became increasingly alluring and ethereal, their charm captivating. Their love and attachment to Yan Nange grew stronger. Whenever he returned, they couldn't do anything without embracing and kissing him. Yan Nange noticed the changes in his wives and showered them with tenderness and affection, bringing them happiness and joy.
May 19th, 506th year of Emperor Shenzong's reign.
Today is the first day of the "World's Most Beautiful Flower Contest," and Yan Nange wanted to take the women to see what was supposedly the largest flower contest in history. However, with so many beautiful women, it was easy for something to go wrong; they would attract too much attention. He wasn't even sure who to take.
To Yan Nange's surprise, the women showed no interest whatsoever after hearing the news. Instead, they happily went to the nursery because the seeds had sprouted in the past few days. They said it was the fruit of their labor, much more interesting than any flower contest. They also said that with so many stunning beauties to see, who would bother going to such a faraway and noisy place to see strangers? They weren't even tired. These words were somewhat directed at Yan Nange.
Watching the girls skip and laugh as they went, Yan Nange smiled. These adorable little beauties.
The Flower Contest was hosted by Qimenglou and the Five Great Jewelry Brands, so Yan Nange had already obtained a VIP invitation from Huang Shiyi, the owner of Qimenglou, reserving a seat for him in the VIP section. When Huang Shiyi confirmed that Yan Nange was indeed holding a purple-gold jewelry auction in a month and would be custom-making a purple-gold crown and a set of purple-gold jewelry for the winner of the beauty pageant, this usually reserved man couldn't help but beam with joy.
Firstly, he truly had the opportunity to have Yan Nange create jewelry for his family; secondly, he was excited to witness such a grand auction, knowing his business would undoubtedly benefit from the large number of wealthy merchants attending; and thirdly, Yan Nange's prize would intensify the competition. What did it mean to have a set of purple-gold jewelry crafted by the world's number one master craftsman? Leaving aside its monetary value, the fact that it was the master craftsman's first work was already extraordinary, especially since it was the first set of purple-gold jewelry ever made by him. It was the dream of countless women! For this dream alone, they would certainly fight tooth and nail.

Chapter 230 Momentum
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If Yan Nange had appeared at the very beginning of the preparations for this grand event, it would have driven all the women of the world wild," Huang Shiyi thought. It was still a bit of a regret, but Yan Nange's appearance now added a significant advantage to the competition, making the event even more exciting.
Yan Nange's status was absolutely crucial, so no matter what, he had to give him an important seat. Furthermore, he wanted Yan Nange to serve as a judge for the event. Yan Nange symbolically declined for a moment, but then agreed. Because it would allow him to network with many wealthy merchants, celebrities, and powerful figures, which was extremely important for his future development. It could be said that this was a great opportunity for him to make a good start in building his interpersonal relationships.
Yan Nange was very grateful to Huang Shiyi, but he didn't show it too much. However, when Huang Shiyi asked him to make jewelry for his family after the auction, he readily agreed, making Huang Shiyi very happy. Yan Nange then began to truly grasp her status. She realized how prestigious her position was, that a figure like Huang Shiyi could be so happy and delighted by a mere promise from her. She decided she would make better use of her status from now on.
The "World's Most Beautiful Flower Contest" was being held in the back garden of Qimeng Tower, a vast open space easily accommodating thousands of spectators. Ordinary people couldn't see such a competition; otherwise, it wouldn't be considered a high-profile event. Only those with status, position, or wealth could attend, highlighting its prestige.
When Yan Nange arrived, the wooden arena was already packed with people. Upon seeing Yan Nange's VIP invitation, two beautiful twin girls smiled and led him to his seat in the VIP area. Along the way, Yan Nange received almost everyone's attention. He was still dressed in white, but due to his frequent dual cultivation with the women these past few days, his ethereal and otherworldly aura was even more outstanding. In fact, his domineering presence had also become more imposing, but Yan Nange didn't reveal it; he didn't want to appear ambitious. However, the bright red mole between his eyebrows always hinted at his unusual nature.
He gently shook the two girls' hands. They were both happy and shy. They weren't courtesans, but rather Huang Shiyi's maids. Because there had been too many guests in the past few days and Yan Nange's appetite had grown too large, they had discussed sending the two girls to Yan Nange. Afterwards, Yan Nange discovered they were virgins, which surprised him. Huang Shiyi later told him while having tea that they were his maids, but the two girls also greatly admired Yan Nange, so it was their own choice.
Yan Nange wanted to take them away, but felt embarrassed to ask, as they weren't courtesans, but rather Huang Shiyi's maids.
Huang Shiyi understood Yan Nange's intention and smiled, saying he would let them go with him after the competition. However, they would still be needed to greet distinguished guests during the competition.
Yan Nange quickly thanked him, saying there was no need to mention money; he could just give him a few pieces of jewelry when he made them in the future. Yan Nange could see that Huang Shiyi had a deep affection for the two girls, not romantic love, but the tenderness of an elder for a younger generation. He had found them such an outstanding person as Yan Nange, and he treated them very well.
"Lian'er, Xi'er, are you tired?" Yan Nange asked, taking their hands only after no distinguished guests entered.
"Young Master, we're not tired," the elder sister, Zhu Lian'er, murmured shyly. "Young
Master, have some tea," the younger sister, Zhu Xi'er, obediently poured Yan Nange a cup of tea.
"Xi'er is so good. Lian'er, Xi'er, just bear with it for a few more days. After the competition, I'll take you home. There are many beautiful sisters like you there, and you'll be very happy. I'll cherish you both." Because the VIP seats were separated, Yan Nange kissed the sisters' pure and lovely little faces.
The two girls didn't dodge, closing their eyes to let Yan Nange kiss them. Seeing their adorable faces with red cheeks and closed eyes, Yan Nange couldn't help but hug them again.
"Lian'er, Xi'er, if anything happens, come to me. I won't let anyone bully you." Yan Nange told them. This place was a mixed bag, a brothel, and they were showing their faces in public. Most importantly, they were so pure and beautiful, so accidents were bound to happen. Yan Nange now felt that Huang Shiyi's arrangement was problematic.
The two girls obediently nodded in agreement, and then reluctantly left.
Yan Nange's divine sense expanded, covering everything in the Qimeng Tower within its scanning range. If anything were to happen to Lian'er and Xi'er, he could immediately go and handle it. However, Yan Nange still hoped that Huang Shiyi's reputation would be effective enough to keep these people in line and avoid requiring his intervention. The
Flower Queen Competition was about to begin in half an hour.
Yan Nange scanned the area with his divine sense and discovered many experts in and around the venue. These "experts" were only in terms of ordinary people; Yan Nange had never encountered an expert of his own caliber.
Through their conversations, Yan Nange realized that the people in the VIP area were all of distinguished status—not just in the ordinary sense, but of paramount importance. Among them were wealthy tycoons, world-renowned figures, and even members of royal families from other countries. This was quite unexpected for Yan Nange, and he was secretly pleased, because he had come to the right place. Now, he needed to consider how to get to know these people and lay a good foundation for future developments.
Meanwhile, Yan Nange was also pondering this question: This was merely a courtesan competition. While its grand scale and the presence of celebrities and wealthy merchants were understandable, wasn't it a bit excessive for royal families from various countries to send representatives? It certainly couldn't be as simple as it appeared. Even with the prevailing romantic atmosphere, would they all be here waiting to win a beauty's heart?
Yan Nange felt there must be something else going on. However, he didn't glean any secrets from their conversation. Instead, he noticed they were all talking about him. Upon learning that he was Yan Nange, all sorts of rumors circulated. Regardless, they were all extremely curious about the purple-gold jewelry he had crafted and planned to attend his jewelry auction in half a month.
Yan Nange smiled happily upon learning of the successful publicity campaign. He didn't care much about the comments; public opinion was normal, and he didn't need to take it to heart. In fact, the more attention they paid to him, the better
it would be for the future development of Flame Heaven Craft. Yan Nange listened to the conversation with his eyes closed, while also keeping an eye on Lian'er and Xi'er. Yan Nange knew he couldn't shake his sentimental nature and his fondness for chivalrous women; if he did, he wouldn't be himself anymore, so he accepted it with an open heart.
Yan Nange was still alone in his private room; everyone else was empty. He wondered who Huang Shiyi had arranged to be with him. The thought only briefly crossed his mind before he dismissed it.

(Chapter 231
: Amazing! 10-21 10:18:48 Word Count: 3202)

Yan Nange saw two groups of people walking towards the competition venue. One group was the same group of young masters from the slave market that day, accompanied by several experts today. Judging from their demeanor, they didn't seem like benevolent people.
Among the group behind, a man appeared to be their leader, surrounded by a group of young men. However, Yan Nange felt this group was completely different from the previous one; they all seemed kind and upright, which made Yan Nange feel quite favorable towards them. Yan Nange also noticed that this man looked very similar to the man who had tried to steal the Immortal Blue from her earlier group, but their temperaments were vastly different. The former looked treacherous and cunning, clearly not a good person, while the latter was gentle and refined, with an air of righteousness.
Yan Nange guessed they were brothers, but felt their relationship wasn't good, and that their status must be very noble. Sure enough, the people around them addressed them as princes. She just didn't know which country they were princes from.
Yan Nange now understood what it meant to have enemies on a narrow road. She thought that if she were in the same private room as these scoundrels, things would get quite lively. Yan Nange sneered. If they were truly so reckless, she wasn't afraid to teach them a lesson. So what if they were princes? Wasn't it said that even princes were subject to the same laws as commoners? "If they really mess with you, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Just then, those reckless bastards started harassing Lian'er and Xi'er, groping them. A burly man maintaining order stepped in to stop them, but was sent flying by a single palm strike from one of the so-called experts in the group, spitting blood. The man behind him tried to intervene, but his brother pushed him aside.
Yan Nange was furious.
Those in the VIP area and outside witnessed this sudden change and began to whisper amongst themselves.
Yan Nange appeared before the group like a ghost, slapping the prince and the spoiled brat across the face twice, then embracing the two crying little girls.
"Do you know where you are? You, I'm telling you, you scum, you really don't know what's good for you! You attacked them just now, didn't you? Today I'll make sure you leave that hand here, or I'll take your life!" Yan Nange said coldly, his face filled with murderous intent.
People in both the VIP and regular sections craned their necks to watch, while those maintaining order had already informed Huang Shiyi.
Among the crowd, someone helped up the two men Yan Nange had sent flying; both had swollen faces and were spitting out several teeth. The sinister man shouted for his protectors to kill Yan Nange.
The five guards were already stunned by Yan Nange; they hadn't even seen how he arrived before the prince was sent flying. But they were no saints to begin with, and thinking they outnumbered him, they pounced on Yan Nange.
Yan Nange sneered. Their supposedly swift movements were as slow as snails in his eyes. With a single, lightning-fast wave of his hand, all five men were sent flying, spitting blood. This terrified the group; those five were all top-tier fighters, yet they couldn't even withstand a single blow from him.
Yan Nange released the two terrified little girls and walked towards the prince. He was no longer fierce or menacing, and trembled as he backed away.
"Do you remember what I told you last time? Don't you all think life is meaningless? Hmm, speak." Yan Nange spoke in a deep voice, then suddenly roared. His long hair and robes billowed with the astonishing shout, making him appear like a god.
The entire arena fell silent; you could hear a pin drop. Everyone stared in stunned disbelief at the murderous Yan Nange. They had never seen such a powerful and terrifying figure.
A soft dripping sound rang out as another spoiled brat, whose teeth had been knocked out by Yan Nange, lost control of his bladder in fear.
"You...you don't touch me! I am the second prince of this kingdom; you can't afford to offend me!" The second prince seemed to remember his status and put on a tough act again.
"Even a prince is subject to the law. Second Prince, as a prince of this nation, you first ambushed and killed me, and now you've harassed a respectable woman in front of prominent royal families from both continents, instigating your men to injure the guards. Second Prince, do you still have any respect for the law? Do you think you are the current emperor, that the people of the world are merely playthings in your hands, and that human life is worthless? I don't believe you are the Second Prince, and I certainly don't believe our An Kingdom has a prince like you. If you were a prince, how could you treat your people like this, causing our An Kingdom to lose its dignity in front of so many guests from friendly nations? Even I, a commoner, know to fight for my country's honor; how could you, as a prince of this nation
, be so shameless? I don't think you are!" Yan Nange spoke loudly, his emotions running high, his voice likely audible throughout the entire Bright Moon City, his imposing presence so overwhelming that no one dared to breathe loudly. The Second Prince was speechless. He never imagined that Yan Nange could not only act but also speak so eloquently, uttering such irrefutable arguments.
Everyone present admired Yan Nange. Regardless of whether the man was the second prince of their country, his formidable skills, extraordinary courage, and sharp yet reasoned arguments alone made him a remarkable figure. Moreover, his imposing stature and elegant appearance made them all want to get to know him. Such a person, if they could use him or become his friend, would certainly be of great benefit to their endeavors.
"Sir, please forgive my brother for not committing any serious offense. As his elder brother, I apologize on his behalf. Tonight, I will host a banquet at Furong Residence to express my apology, and I also invite the two young ladies to attend. I will certainly prepare gifts for them to soothe their nerves," the eldest prince, who was the first to regain his composure, stepped forward and spoke humbly and sincerely to Yan Nange. After all, he was his brother; he couldn't simply ignore him.
At this moment, Yan Nange saw a group of soldiers escorting Huang Shiyi and two middle-aged men in fine clothes as they approached.
"Brother Bai, ah, Your Highnesses, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. We're all on the same side." Huang Shiyi, clearly aware of the situation, winked at the two young beauties to go back. He then came over with a smile to smooth things over. This was the first time he had addressed Yan Nange like this, but Yan Nange didn't find it inappropriate, as he had a good impression of Huang Shiyi. Besides, he was going to give Lian'er and Xi'er to him. Addressing him like this instantly brought the two closer.
Huang Shiyi gave Yan Nange a wink, and Yan Nange now knew he couldn't do anything to this second prince. Besides, he had to show some respect to both Huang Shiyi and this eldest prince. So his expression softened.
"Brother. So it really is His Highness. I'm so sorry for my rudeness!" Yan Nange greeted Huang Shiyi first, then pretended to be respectful.
"Hmph!" The second prince snorted and led his entourage away in a flustered manner.
Meanwhile, the eldest prince greeted Huang Shiyi and the others, then smiled at Yan Nange. Yan Nange felt they all looked familiar; it seemed the two richly dressed men were important figures.
"So it's Mr. Bai. I am Tang Zizheng. I have long admired your name," Tang Zizheng said with a smile to Yan Nange.
"Your Highness is too kind. Please forgive my rudeness towards the Second Prince earlier. I would like to offer a banquet in apology," Yan Nange said, appearing humble and earnest.

(Chapter 232, Brothers)
:10-21 10:18:49 Chapter Word Count: 2794

“We should be hosting a banquet for Mr. Yan. I don’t know my brother’s personality well enough; it’s not Mr. Yan’s fault,” the prince said with a smile. He had a good impression of Yan Nange because although Yan Nange was ruthless, he was still very measured in his actions and at least saved face for himself. He definitely wanted to befriend such a person; he needed talents like Yan Nange.
“Prince, Brother Yan, please don’t stand on ceremony. I’ll host a banquet for everyone to have a good get-together at noon today. Brother Yan, these two are important figures in our Bright Moon City. This is our magistrate, City Lord Sima,” Huang Shiyi introduced to Yan Nange.
“Yan Nange greets the City Lord,” Yan Nange bowed.
“Young Master Yan is the glory of our Bright Moon City! The women in my family have long admired Young Master Yan! Haha!” Sima Zhongliu said with a smile, seemingly very impressed with Yan Nange.
"Yan Nange will certainly grant the wishes of the City Lord's family after the auction," Yan Nange immediately declared. Yan Nange could tell that City Lord Sima had a good impression of him, so it would be foolish not to express his support and bridge the gap.
Sima Zhongliu smiled and nodded in thanks. Yan Nange replied, "City Lord, you're too kind. This is Yan Nange's duty.
" After they finished speaking, Huang Shiyi continued the introductions. "Brother Yan, this is the richest man in our Bright Moon City, and arguably the richest man in our An Kingdom, Master Li, the owner of the Bright Moon Mine." Since introductions usually only mention surnames and status, Huang Shiyi didn't mention their names. However, Yan Nange already knew this.
"Yan Nange greets Master Li," Yan Nange said with a smile.
"Young Master Yan, my family has long yearned for your masterpiece, and now our wish can finally be fulfilled. We would love to invite you to our residence sometime, so they can meet this legendary figure. Hehe," Li Yuntang said humorously, making Yan Nange feel a sense of kinship.
Yan Nange was surprised that both important figures were so approachable; no wonder the Mingyue Mining Area and Mingyue City were so successful. Their character spoke volumes.
"Thank you for your kind offer, Mine Owner. I will definitely visit you another day," Yan Nange said sincerely.
Yan Nange secretly marveled at his good fortune today, having met three prominent figures in succession; it was truly a blessing from heaven.
Li Yuntang nodded happily; his two elders at home should be delighted now.
At Huang Shiyi's suggestion, the five of them entered a private room in the VIP area. It turned out that Huang Shiyi had arranged for the four of them to be together. Yan Nange was very grateful to Huang Shiyi, knowing that Huang Shiyi was creating an opportunity for him to enter high society. Yan Nange had already decided that Huang Shiyi was his elder brother.
However, what puzzled Yan Nange was that even after he had hit the Second Prince, they hadn't reacted at all, acting as if nothing had happened. Yan Nange decided to find out the reason behind this.
When Yan Nange walked through the VIP area again, he was greeted with admiring looks and enthusiastic gazes. Yan Nange felt he should really thank the Second Prince; if it weren't for him, he certainly wouldn't have attracted the attention of these prominent people so quickly, nor would they have wanted to befriend him. Now, Yan Nange could see that they were very interested in getting to know him. The opportunity was before him; it was just a matter of how he seized it.
"Young Master Yan, I heard you're holding a jewelry auction in half a month," City Lord Sima said with a smile.
"Yes, my jewelry shop will also be opening on the day of the auction. It's called 'Flame Craftsmanship.' The first shop will be the former 'True Treasure Shop' on Fuman Street, which is currently under renovation. I would like to invite four distinguished guests to unveil the plaque for our shop at the opening. Yan Nange thanks you in advance." Hearing City Lord Sima inquire about the auction, Yan Nange saw this as a perfect opportunity to invite them to support his shop's opening, ensuring no one would dare cause trouble later. At the same time, by revealing this now, he knew Huang Shiren would be in for a rough time when he tried to cause trouble.
"Haha. Excellent! The world's number one master craftsman—no, the Flower King Master—is opening a jewelry shop in our Bright Moon City! How could I, the city lord, not be there? You must know, you're the most famous person in the world now. The opening of your shop will bring so much glory and revenue to the city! This is a golden opportunity that others would kill for! Haha!" Lord Sima was overjoyed to hear Yan Nange say he was opening a jewelry shop in the city. This was undoubtedly a great thing for Bright Moon City, and he was sure it would bring in countless customers. Bright Moon City had always been run by the Sima family, so he naturally couldn't be happier than to have something that benefited the city.
Black Stone Mine owner Li Yuntang and Qimeng Tower owner Huang Shiyi were also extremely happy to hear this news, as it would be immensely beneficial to them as well. Yan Nange opening a jewelry shop here would undoubtedly attract countless wealthy merchants and powerful figures, as they all had families. What woman in the world wouldn't be interested in the jewelry crafted by Yan Nange, the world's number one master craftsman? The only problem would be the long queues! So they all readily agreed, and even prepared generous gifts.
Prince Tang Zizheng of Anguo naturally agreed immediately. Attending the opening ceremony of Yan Nange's jewelry business would undoubtedly be excellent publicity for his reputation. He also hoped to become friends with Yan Nange; he wouldn't let such a talent slip by. Logically,
Yan Nange should have a notorious reputation, but what circulated was only his image as a valiant warrior. This was because the stories all mentioned that many women were infatuated with him. Furthermore, nowadays, a man's romantic escapades were considered elegant, and since Yan Nange was a jewelry maker, associating him with women and romance couldn't have a negative impact. Yan Nange was unaware that his reputation was not only great, but excellent; he was practically a role model for many men, and the ideal lover and husband for many women.
Many things are unimaginable, just like Yan Nange's reputation.
"Young Master Yan, I feel our way of addressing each other is too formal. Although my daughter is about your age, I feel a strong connection with you. Old Huang will call you 'Brother,' and Old Li and I will too," Lord Sima asked with a smile.
"I couldn't be happier. From now on, you two are my brothers," Yan Nange said, seeing the sincerity in Lord Sima and Mine Owner Li's expressions, and feeling deeply moved, he happily agreed. Chapter

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: Immortal Sound (10-21 10:18:50, 3016 words)

Yan Nange never imagined he would become brothers with these two important figures so quickly; he truly had to thank heaven.
Yan Nange didn't know that he wasn't only attractive to women; his sometimes frank, sometimes domineering, sometimes otherworldly temperament and his image also irresistibly drew men in—this was his charismatic leadership. He could command so much obedience and admiration because of his charismatic leadership.
"How old are you, Mr. Yan?" Tang Zizheng asked Yan Nange with a smile, wanting to see who was older.
"Eighteen," Yan Nange replied crisply with a smile.
Everyone was speechless; they had assumed Yan Nange was at least in his twenties. It wasn't that Yan Nange looked old, but rather that he gave off a very mature aura, coupled with his imposing presence and image, making it impossible for anyone to believe he was only eighteen.
"Truly, heroes emerge from among the young! Even I, your elder brother, have misjudged him," Li Yuntang said with a smile. He too had assumed Yan Nange was at least in his twenties. It turned out he was a year younger than his youngest daughter. But that was fine too. He chuckled to himself.
"I've never misjudged anyone, but I've misjudged Brother Yan as well," Sima Zhongliu laughed. Yan Nange was three years younger than his daughter. This was a bit tricky. He thought to himself.
"It's normal to misjudge; after all, people like Brother Yan are too rare," Huang Shiyi laughed.
"I'm a few years older than you, so I'll call you 'little brother' from now on. If you ever need my help, just take this to the capital and find me." Tang Zizheng said with a smile, handing Yan Nange a silver token
. "Thank you, big brother. I'll come if I need anything. Please don't hesitate to ask, big brother. Although my abilities are limited, I'll do my best to help you." Yan Nange said sincerely, realizing the silver token was no ordinary item.
"And you three big brothers, please don't hesitate to ask, and I'll do my best." Yan Nange said sincerely to the three older brothers. Yan Nange's words came from the bottom of his heart; since they were so sincere, he had to reciprocate.
The three smiled and agreed, also telling Yan Nange to ask if he needed anything. As for the business, there's no need to elaborate. Li Yuntang told Yan Nange to come to him if he needed any black stones, Sima Zhongliu exempted Yan Nange from all taxes, Huang Shiyi said he would strongly recommend customers to Yan Nange, and Tang Zizheng reiterated that Yan Nange should contact him if he wanted to open branches elsewhere, and he would handle the official matters.
Tang Zizheng's attitude towards Yan Nange surprised the three people who had known the prince for many years. Although the prince was very easygoing, he never addressed anyone as a brother. Unexpectedly, after knowing Yan Nange for only a short time, and even after Yan Nange had just beaten his brother, he still valued Yan Nange so much and gave him such an important token, which showed Yan Nange's status in his heart. This made them pay even more attention to Yan Nange. This eldest prince was the most likely to become the future emperor of Anguo, and the future development of someone he valued was predictable.
However, they also knew that someone like Yan Nange would be welcomed anywhere, because he was the world's number one jewelry master, or rather, a grandmaster. Wherever there were women, he would receive preferential treatment. Furthermore, they could see that Yan Nange's excellence went beyond that; they had already heard about his high level of martial arts from the guards, and they had heard his eloquent speech from afar. This was what they knew; who knew how much more they didn't? Moreover,
they themselves had a good impression of Yan Nange, though they couldn't quite put their finger on it—perhaps it was simply because he gave off a good impression.
Yan Nange thanked them repeatedly, deeply moved, and his sincerity made the four newly recognized elder brothers even more fond of him. They felt that befriending someone like Yan Nange was the right thing to do; although he was extraordinary, he was genuine. This was truly a rare quality.
Just then, the World's Most Beautiful Courtesan Competition was about to begin.
Yan Nange was puzzled as to why the owners of the five major jewelry merchants hadn't come; they had all funded the competition. Was it merely to enhance their reputation and attract more customers? Yan Nange pondered to himself.
A maidservant had already brought tea, and the five of them drank it, waiting for the competition to begin.
At nine o'clock sharp, a moving zither melody rose from behind the stage. The music was plaintive and captivating, drawing everyone in effortlessly. All five closed their eyes, listening to this heavenly sound.
A clear, ethereal female voice then gently rang out. If the previous sound was of spring's return, lush and green, now it was of a hundred flowers blooming, fragrant and vibrant. This moving voice sang songs that were sometimes serene, sometimes gentle, sometimes joyful, sometimes sorrowful, its captivating emotion drawing everyone into a dreamlike state, experiencing a tender, bittersweet love. What she sang was less important than the feeling the song evoked.
Yan Nange suddenly felt a strange sensation within him, an indescribable feeling enveloping him.
The zither music stopped, the singing ceased, and silence fell over the arena.
"Bravo!" Yan Nange was the first to shout his approval, clapping enthusiastically. In truth, after experiencing that strange feeling, he hadn't been paying close attention to the music; he was completely absorbed in that odd sensation.
The crowd snapped out of their reverie, erupting in cheers and thunderous applause.
A few more notes were played backstage, and the noise subsided, the hall returning to silence. Everyone wanted to hear another piece.
A few more notes were played, and a beautiful woman placed an antique-looking zither on the table on the stage.
"The one who just played the zither and sang was Master Hanyan, known for her 'transcendental voice.' She is a distinguished guest invited to perform at this competition. There's also a surprise: Master Hanyan suddenly felt inspired to play a zither. If anyone can harmonize with her, she wishes to spend her life with them. However, because there are so many people present, it's impossible to try everyone. Therefore, I will first sing a piece a cappella. If anyone can compose a matching zither piece within a quarter of an hour after I finish, Master Hanyan can give it a try." The beautiful woman finished speaking, and her lips uttered a melodious tune. Although not as perfect as Hanyan's voice, it was still very beautiful.
Everyone listened attentively, and those who knew music were pondering how to match the woman's song.
Yan Nange didn't listen closely to the woman's singing, only vaguely remembering the rhythm. He was still shocked by what the woman had just said. The woman said Master Hanyan suddenly felt inspired—hadn't he felt inspired just now too? Was it a coincidence or something else? Yan Nange couldn't figure it out. He didn't know who this Master Hanyan was, although he was very learned, he wasn't familiar with current affairs. So he didn't know what kind of woman this Han Yan was, but he figured she must be quite famous. He could tell from the expressions of the older brothers. (

Chapters 234 of the novel
: 10-21 10:18:50, Word count: 3137)

After the beautiful woman finished singing, the timer started.
"Brother Huang, who is this Han Yan?" Yan Nange thought Huang Shiyi was the one who arranged everything for the competition, so he should know who Han Yan was.
All four looked at Yan Nange with the eyes of someone looking at a monster. This self-proclaimed "Flower King" and "Master of the Hands" didn't know who Han Yan was? Anyone on the street would know her. Had he been living in complete isolation? They all laughed at their own thought. Someone who could make four people have the same thought was certainly no ordinary person.
"Brother Yan, if it weren't for your frequent visits to Qimeng Tower and your status as the world's number one guqin player, I would truly suspect that you've been living in seclusion in the mountains, oblivious to worldly affairs. This Lady Hanyan is one of the three most famous guqin players on our two continents, known as 'Chuchen Yin' (Transcendent Sound). Not only is her guqin skill outstanding, but I've also heard that she's incredibly beautiful, and her family background is extremely illustrious. However, she loves playing the guqin so much that she occasionally performs, but if she doesn't want to, it's very difficult to persuade her. She can only be seen at very important events. There must be tens of thousands of people who want to propose marriage to the Han family, but only a hundred or so feel they are qualified. In addition, Lady Hanyan has long said that she will never marry, so very few people actually dare to propose. Most of them are from royal families and nobles. I was able to invite Lady Hanyan this time because this is a once-in-a-century event, and I also have some connections with her family; otherwise, it would have been very difficult to invite her. I didn't expect Lady Hanyan to create such a big spectacle; she has truly boosted the prestige of this competition," Huang Shiyi said happily.
“Brother Tang, why don’t you give it a try?” Yan Nange asked Tang Zizheng.
“These things depend on fate. I don’t think I have that fate, and I already have a family, so I don’t have that idea. But you, Brother Yan, I think you should know music and give it a try. I think you have a great chance of winning the beauty’s heart. Just your looks and reputation alone, I’m afraid there are few women in the world who could refuse you,” Tang Zizheng said with a smile.
The three of them also encouraged Yan Nange, saying that maybe they could create a legendary love story. Yan Nange did feel a strange feeling lingering in his heart, so he decided to give it a try.
A quarter of an hour passed, and quite a few people presented the scores they had composed. Unfortunately, after a while, the woman regretfully took the scores to the stage and sighed repeatedly, saying it wouldn’t work. A few notes that sounded like sighs came from behind the stage.
Yan Nange went straight up to the stage and sat down behind the zither table under everyone’s surprised gaze.
Everyone now knows that he is the legendary Yan Nange, and they all want to know what earth-shattering things this legendary figure, whose every move is astonishing, will do next.
Ignoring the stares of the crowd, Yan Nange looked up at the blue sky, the musical score in his mind swirling, gradually solidifying into a clear melody. A dreamlike light began to shimmer in his eyes, and he smiled gently.
Everyone was captivated by Yan Nange's expression and gaze; the arena fell into an almost unbelievable silence.
Huang Shiyi and the other three hadn't expected Yan Nange to actually try, let alone go straight onto the stage. Seeing Yan Nange's expression and gaze, they were even more convinced that he was an extraordinary person.
Yan Nange suddenly felt incredibly happy, smiling as he gazed into the distance, plucking a few notes on his zither. This was his first time playing, yet he felt as if he were always playing; sitting here, he knew how to play.
After testing the notes, Yan Nange smiled and played a beautiful melody, then suddenly stopped.
The crowd was stunned; they had been listening intently, so why did he suddenly stop? They didn't understand what Yan Nange was going to do.
Suddenly, the melodious sound of the zither arose from within, as if following Yan Nange's earlier playing. Yan Nange's zither music resumed, the two harmonizing perfectly. The beautiful and serene celestial music filled the hall, captivating everyone once more, instantly immersing them in the enchanting atmosphere, forgetting the world, forgetting themselves, and even forgetting this heavenly music.
Yan Nange's feelings were different from the others. He "saw" her in the moving zither music—a gentle and beautiful woman, her childhood, her growth, her joys and sorrows, her dreams, her ideals—she had spoken to him through her zither music; and his own zither music was merely listening, an understanding listening, a knowing listening. In this exchange of words and words, they found harmony, found a beautiful feeling.
And so, she spoke to Yan Nange through her zither: "Could it be that we met in a past life, only to part ways? Is this reunion in this life for that lingering predestined connection?"
Yan Nange answered her with her zither: "You've waited so long for me, and my sudden awakening is also for you. Come with me, and you will forget your past life and have a happy present. I will hold you in my palm, so you will only know happiness and joy."
The zither and lute stopped abruptly, marking the end of the piece. The lingering notes hinted that a new and beautiful melody was just beginning.
Before the audience could fully recover from the dreamlike state created by the harmonious music, Yan Nange had already risen and gone backstage.
A woman in a blue dress sat serenely behind the zither table. Although a blue veil obscured her face, Yan Nange could clearly see how beautiful and ethereal her face was.
Her eyes shimmered with joy, tears of happiness.
Yan Nange smiled brightly, and her deep, beautiful eyes lit up with a captivating radiance.
Yan Nange walked towards her, kneeling on one knee beside her, their eyes meeting. Their eyes met, and countless emotions flowed between them.
Yan Nange slowly reached out and removed her veil. She let him do as he gently did, her small hands tenderly caressing his face—his forehead, his eyebrows, his cheeks, his nose, his lips, his chin, and the short stubble on it.
Everything was so perfect. His eyes were as deep and gentle as in her dreams. Wasn't this the man she had been waiting for? The meaning of her life was to find him and have several adorable children with him.
Her caresses were so gentle and focused, as if she were touching something incredibly precious.
Yes, to her, nothing was more precious and important than him, including her own life. With him, she possessed everything; without him, her past was wasted!
Yan Nange removed her veil and saw her face. She was Han Yan.
Was Han Yan beautiful? The answer was a resounding yes. Beautiful, not only beautiful, but unimaginably beautiful.
You say she was beautiful, but how was she beautiful? This is a difficult question to answer. Because her beauty is unimaginable, and because it is unimaginable, even seeing her makes it hard to describe.

(Chapter 235, Heartbeat
: 10-21 10:18:51, 2850 words)

Han Yan's beauty is uncertain, seemingly changing every moment, yet also seemingly unchanging; Yan Nange felt he understood her, yet also felt he didn't. In short, Han Yan gave Yan Nange a feeling he had never experienced before, both intimate and novel.
But one thing was certain: Han Yan had fallen in love with him, a love so deep and intense, so intense it could encompass everything, so deep it was willing to give everything for him, including her life. And all of this was expressed to him through her ethereal and profound beautiful eyes. He could so deeply feel her deep love because his own love for her was just as deep and intense.
They kissed. A deep, passionate kiss. As for how they kissed, they didn't know, nor did they want to know. They only wanted to express their affection with a kiss, to let each other feel each other's warmth and sweetness.
The touch of their lips brought boundless, moving pleasure, and their bodies trembled slightly.
Their lips parted, and they looked at each other, smiling knowingly.
The woman who had appeared at the front desk entered and stood quietly at a distance.
"Xiao Si, have Han Jiang go back and inform the master, madam, and young master that I have married Yan Nange, and that I will return with my husband in a month. Tell them not to worry," Han Yan said softly to the woman, Xiao Si. A hint of shyness lingered as she spoke, making her even more beautiful, but her voice remained clear, sweet, and very pleasant to hear.
"Yes, Miss," the woman replied with a smile, looking stunning, and turned to leave.
"Yan'er, I have several wives at home..." Yan Nange hadn't finished speaking when Han Yan's delicate hand covered his mouth. The contact between his lips and her palm was so intoxicating that both of them trembled. A deep flutter stirred in their hearts.
Yan Nange's heart fluttered, and he couldn't help but kiss and lick Han Yan's soft, boneless hand that barely covered his mouth.
"Mmm..." Han Yan moaned softly, trembling all over, her beautiful eyes fixed on Yan Nange, the affection in her eyes growing stronger, her breathing becoming rapid, her full breasts heaving alluringly with each breath, making Yan Nange somewhat dizzy. The two gazed at each other, making intimate gestures, their body temperatures rising steadily, yet neither showed any intention of averting their gaze; instead, their intense gazes intertwined, making the love in their eyes grow ever more fervent and profound. They both understood each other's hearts through their eyes. Thus, words seemed so superfluous and pale in comparison.
When Yan Nange led Han Yan towards the VIP area, almost everyone stared in astonishment at Yan Nange and the veiled Han Yan; even the emcee on stage, who was explaining the competition rules, forgot his lines and stood there dumbfounded.
One was a legendary master of flower arrangement, the other a renowned zither player known for her exquisite beauty and talent. They came together after just one piece of music, and the way they held hands and exchanged glances suggested a long-married couple, without a trace of awkwardness or estrangement.
While others were surprised, sighed, envious, or even jealous, it was undeniable that they were a perfect match. Han Yan's graceful figure and height were comparable to Yan Nange's; beauties of her height were rare indeed. Most men weren't as tall as her, making this a truly exceptional match. They looked incredibly harmonious and well-matched together.
Only now did these people realize that Lady Hanyan was actually a tall and alluring beauty, her noble aura commanding respect and submission, far from the pitiful and frail woman they had imagined. It was truly unexpected, yet also incredibly surprising. They had actually seen Lady Hanyan! Although they couldn't see her true face, it was still a dream come true for many. Moreover, they had witnessed firsthand the harmonious music and hand-holding between the Flower King, Yan Nange, and Lady Hanyan. It was truly an honor.
Now, everyone had to admire this Flower King, Yan Nange. He was handsome and dashing, possessed extraordinary courage and wisdom, had exceptional martial arts skills, excellent eloquence, superb musical skills, and was the world's number one master craftsman. Most astonishingly, he had so quickly won the hand of the dream girl of every man in the world; it was impossible not to admire him.
Unintentionally, Yan Nange had become the protagonist of the World's Most Beautiful Flower Contest; from this moment on, he was already the biggest winner. And this was only the beginning of the contest.
The men and women in the VIP area all looked at Han Yan and Yan Nange with admiration, but no one dared to greet them. Partly because they didn't know them, and partly because they felt awkward disturbing the couple's sweet demeanor.
Upon entering their private room, Yan Nange saw four older men stand up, looking at him and Han Yan with adoration and excitement. He couldn't help but scratch his head awkwardly, a childlike gesture that made Han Yan giggle. This melodious laughter and her charmingly girlish manner stunned even the four accustomed to beautiful women, secretly praising them for their renowned status; even through a veil, their smiles were so captivating.
"Hmm," Yan Nange coughed, startling the four men, who were all somewhat embarrassed.
"Yan'er, Brother Huang, you already know him. This is our country's Crown Prince, Brother Tang. You can call him Brother Tang too," Yan Nange introduced with a smile. "Han
Yan greets Brother Huang and Brother Tang," Han Yan generously curtsied to Huang Shiyi and Tang Zizheng. Her little hand remained clasped tightly in Yan Nange's, which seemed somewhat odd.
Huang Shiyi and Tang Zizheng were both flattered, as they knew Han Yan never appeared in public, let alone bow to them like this. This wasn't just because she disliked being around people, but also because her family was one of the largest families on both continents.
What kind of family is considered a large family? Large enough to control the economic lifeline of many countries. Moreover, the Han family's influence had been cultivated for generations, existing almost since the beginning of history. They were untouchable, and dared not touch. Therefore,
although Han Yan's status wasn't that of royalty, it was far more prestigious—she was one of only two children of the current generation in the Han family, the apple of their eye. Everyone outside knew that she was the undisputed head of the family, and all the Han family members doted on her. It was said that even the future head of the Han family, the 'Cold-Faced God of Commerce' Han Yue, a ruthless character feared by all, still had to be careful around this younger sister, afraid of offending her. Fortunately, it is said that Lady Hanyan is not a spoiled woman.

(Chapter 236, Rong Gu
: 10-21 10:18:51, 3219 words)

But now that Lady Hanyan has bowed to them so readily, how could they not be flattered?
"Lady Hanyan... no. I should call you sister-in-law... I'll host a banquet at noon today to celebrate your wedding with my brother." Huang Shiyi was so excited he didn't know what to say, and it took him a long time to find the right words.
"Thank you, Brother Huang." Hanyan smiled, though the smile was not visible.
"I never imagined that Lady Hanyan would call me brother, so I won't stand on ceremony and call you sister-in-law. On your wedding day, I will certainly prepare a generous gift to congratulate you." Tang Zizheng quickly regained his composure; although his words still carried some excitement, they flowed smoothly.
"Thank you, Brother Tang." Hanyan thanked him generously.
Huang Shiyi regretted losing face in front of Han Yan, but thankfully she would be marrying Brother Yan soon, giving her a chance to rebuild her reputation.
"Yan'er, this is Brother Sima, the Lord of Mingyue City, and this is Brother Li, the Lord of Black Stone Mine," Yan Nange introduced with a smile.
"Han Yan greets Brother Sima and Brother Li," Han Yan greeted them gracefully.
With the previous two people setting the stage, the two were much calmer, though their excitement remained. After all, Han Yan was a legendary and mysterious figure.
"Brother, I wish you a long and happy life together. I must have a good drink at your wedding! Haha!" Li Yuntang said with a laugh.
"I will also have a good drink then; this is a marriage of extraordinary proportions! Haha!" Sima Zhongliu added with a laugh. "
Han Yan and my husband will definitely prepare the finest wine to entertain the four of you, so that you can drink to your hearts' content," Han Yan readily agreed.
Han Yan's use of the word "husband" filled Yan Nange with immense happiness, causing him to tighten his grip on her small hand. Han Yan, in turn, gave him a deep, alluring wink.
The four men were already stunned by Han Yan's use of "husband," and coupled with the captivating wink she gave Yan Nange, they felt somewhat dizzy. They hurriedly composed themselves, knowing it would be too impolite in front of their younger brother and sister-in-law.
The six men sat down, and some contestants had already come up to the stage to perform. However, the audience's minds were clearly still on Yan Nange and Han Yan's relationship. Not even a round of applause was offered, leaving the woman quite embarrassed.
Only after Huang Shiyi's whispered explanation did everyone learn the specific arrangements for the competition.
This year's "Best Flower in the World" competition consisted of three parts: appearance and temperament, talent, and eloquence.
The first competition will be in talent. This arrangement is to avoid the regret of some women who are very talented being eliminated in the first round of the beauty contest because of their slightly inferior appearance. This time, the Flower Queen Contest will not only select the most outstanding Flower Queen, but also a winner in individual categories, such as the best temperament, the best talent, or the best figure, so as not to bury their talents.
The judging will be based on a ranking system, divided into five levels: A, B, C, D, and E. There will be twenty judges in total. The judging will be verified by an authorized body. If there are any unfair aspects, the guests watching the competition can request a re-judgment. In short, Huang Shiyi's goal is to make this grand event the fairest and most impartial competition. If successful, it will be held annually.
After hearing Huang Shiyi's words, everyone praised his skill. Huang Shiyi couldn't stop smiling.
After judging the first contestant, Yan Nange asked Huang Shiyi why no one from the five major jewelry shops seemed to be present. Aren't they also organizers?
Huang Shiyi explained that the five major jewelry shops had only paid a small fee to have their names listed for publicity; in reality, they were the ones who organized the event.
Yan Nange exclaimed, "Brother, you're truly amazing! Not only did you get contestants from all over the world to come, but you also managed to invite so many celebrities, wealthy merchants, and royal families from several countries. It's an unprecedented event!
" Huang Shiyi replied with a smile, "It's not that I'm amazing, brother. It's just that there haven't been many large-scale courtesan competitions in recent years. Famous brothels from various countries all wanted to show off their power, so my organizing this courtesan competition played right into their hands, which is why contestants from all over the world participated. As for the celebrities and wealthy merchants, they also wanted to display their wealth and status, so they came as soon as I invited them. As for the royal families, they came to attend the Rongguzhai Auction in a month. They heard I was organizing a courtesan competition and came to see the excitement beforehand."
"The Rongguzhai Auction? I've never heard of it before," Yan Nange asked Huang Shiyi.
"This auction is only open to high-ranking figures and some of their long-time clients; no word has been leaked, so you don't know about it. It's said that there's an extremely valuable 'Landscape and Social Map' at this auction, coveted by royal families from various countries. Rongguzhai knew its value and importance, which is why they included royal families from all over the world on the invitation list. Sure enough, royal families flocked there, all hoping to acquire the 'Landscape and Social Map.' I think some people have already gone to Rongguzhai, offering exorbitant prices for the map, but Rongguzhai certainly won't make a move now. Everyone's scrambling to drive up the price so they can maximize their profits," Huang Shiyi explained to Yan Nange in detail. After finishing, he suddenly remembered that his country's prince was still there. Seeing that Tang Zizheng didn't seem to care much about what he'd said, he breathed a sigh of relief, realizing he'd been too careless.
Yan Nange, of course, saw his expression and knew he was afraid of accidentally offending Tang Zizheng. She had originally intended to ask him about the "Map of Mountains and Rivers," but seeing his fearful expression, she swallowed her words.
Yan Nange saw Han Yan beside him intently watching the match. Her focused expression was beautiful, and a deep affection welled up within him. He himself couldn't understand why, despite only having met briefly, their feelings for each other were so profound, as if years of pent-up emotions had suddenly erupted, without a trace of awkwardness or stiffness.
Yan Nange lifted her small hand, which was clasped in his, and gently kissed the smooth back of her hand.
Han Yan trembled at his kiss, turning to gaze deeply at Yan Nange, her eyes brimming with tenderness. Yan Nange felt her sweet smile return, and then she gently leaned her head against his shoulder. Everything felt natural, as if it should always be this way. She gently nuzzled Yan Nange a few times, finding the most comfortable position, and continued watching the match.
Yan Nange was deeply moved and felt even more tender towards Han Yan as she leaned against him so intimately, disregarding the proper etiquette of a well-bred young lady.
Yan Nange naturally couldn't keep kissing her small hand like that; he had only done it in a moment of passion. Fortunately, none of his four elder brothers noticed. No one else could see it. This wasn't to say that Yan Nange was less uninhibited than Han Yan towards him; Yan Nange was afraid that doing so would negatively impact the four men's impression of Han Yan, because kissing her small hand was a different matter than her leaning against him.
Yan Nange gently kneaded Han Yan's small hand a few times, and both of them experienced an indescribable sweetness. Yan Nange also began to watch the competition seriously. The competition was indeed very exciting, and he needed to give the contestants the right judgment.

(Chapter 237 Diagnosis
: 10-21 10:18:52, Word Count: 5962)

During the midday break, Huang Shiyi invited the five of them to his residence not far from Qimeng Tower for lunch.
Huang Shiyi's residence wasn't very large, but it was quiet and elegant, with beautiful scenery in the courtyard. Hidden among the trees were some bungalows and two small buildings, one large and one small. Huang Shiyi explained that the larger building was where he and his wife lived, and the smaller one was his daughter's boudoir. He then told Yan Nange that Lian'er and Xi'er used to live there, but he had been busy lately and had moved them to Qimeng Tower. They were actually his daughter's maids, because his daughter was afraid others wouldn't take good care of her, and she was frail and sickly, so she had them serve her. His daughter was very stubborn, and he had no choice but to agree. At this point, Huang Shiyi sighed. This was the first time Yan Nange had seen Huang Shiyi so forlorn and heartbroken. He figured it was probably because of his daughter.
"I was thirty-six when I had my precious daughter, Chang'er, but she's been sick since birth. It's a miracle she's survived." Sixteen years have passed in the blink of an eye. These sixteen years have been incredibly difficult for Chang'er. She spends three or four months of the year bedridden, taking countless doses of medicine three times a day. If it weren't for the fact that we, her elderly parents, can't live without her, she probably would have given up on life long ago. Whenever I see Chang'er's frail appearance, I feel utterly heartbroken, yet her medical treatment requires me to keep Qimenglou running. Sigh! Sometimes I wonder if this is retribution for my lifelong work in this industry. But although I, Huang Shiyi, run a brothel, I've never done anything truly wrong. Fate is cruel! Huang Shiyi's voice trembled as he spoke, and everyone feared he would burst into tears, leaving them unsure how to comfort him. Their noses also stung with tears from his words.
Yan Nange was surprised that Huang Shiyi was over fifty; he had always thought he was only around forty. He was even more astonished by Huang Shiyi's emotional depth. He had assumed that only ruthless people could run such places, but Huang Shiyi's words revealed otherwise. Yan Nange could tell Huang Shiyi was serious, and he felt a deep sympathy for him.
Han Yan wiped away her tears; girls are often very emotional. Yan Nange squeezed her small hand. Han Yan nodded to Yan Nange, knowing he was comforting her.
The group then entered Huang Shiyi's building.
A maid served tea, while the steward prepared food and wine. Huang Shiyi hadn't quite recovered yet, forcing a smile as he said he 'd
upset everyone.
Everyone said he was overthinking it, that nothing of the sort had happened. Actually, Li Yuntang, Sima Zhongliu, and Tang Zizheng had known about this for a long time; they'd known each other for quite some time. Yan Nange and Han Liu were hearing it for the first time.
But this was the first time Huang Shiyi had spoken about it so openly. Li Yuntang, Sima Zhongliu, and Tang Zizheng guessed that it was because so many things had happened, making Huang Shiyi emotional. Seeing Han Yan and others, about the same age as his daughter, healthy and having found husbands like Yan Nange, while his own daughter was barely surviving, filled him with sadness, and he finally released his pent-up emotions.
Yan Nange thought Huang Shiyi was truly a man; she never saw him sad before, he hid it so well. It was truly profound.
As everyone was drinking tea and discussing the day's competition to create a more relaxed atmosphere, a young woman and a middle-aged woman entered.
Li, Sima, and Tang all stood up to greet them. It turned out they were Huang Shiyi's wife and daughter.
Huang Shang was petite and thin, with a pale face, but her eyes were very bright and beautiful—such stunning eyes on a seemingly ordinary face.
Yan Nange suddenly paused, then looked at Huang Shang more closely. Just then, Huang Shang turned to look at Yan Nange, and seeing him staring at her, she blushed slightly, a striking blush appearing on her pale face. This strong contrast was impossible to ignore.
Huang Shiyi and the other four noticed the rare blush on Huang Shang's face, and then... Yan Nange's stunned expression made everyone laugh. One reason was joy, as Huang Shang had never shown such a shy and happy expression before; the other was that Yan Nange's dazed look was quite amusing.
Han Yan also noticed this change and couldn't help but laugh as well. She felt that Yan Nange wasn't in love with Huang Shang, but rather had discovered or realized something, but his dazed look was indeed very funny. Anyone who saw it wanted to laugh.
Yan Nange snapped out of his daze, seeing Huang Shang's face flushed red and everyone laughing at him. Of course, he guessed they were laughing at him. However, this time he wasn't embarrassed, but rather his expression was quite serious. Seeing his expression startled everyone; they thought he was unhappy that they were laughing at him. They all awkwardly stopped laughing.
When Yan Nange was serious, he naturally possessed a kind of authority, making everyone's hearts tighten a little. Although four of them were remarkable figures.
"Miss Huang, do you often feel pain all over your body, sometimes to the point of unbearable agony?" Yan Nange suddenly asked loudly.
Everyone except Han Yan was startled by him.
"Yes...yes!" Huang Shang was also startled and trembled as she answered. She thought to herself, "How can this Flower King Divine Hand be so fierce? Wasn't he supposed to be very refined? He looks so scary now."
Everyone else also looked at Yan Nange in surprise, wondering what he was going to do now.
“Miss Huang, are your limbs always cold? And also, do you have a poor appetite, often vomit, feel dizzy, and sometimes even have convulsions? And also you… um…” Yan Nange hesitated at the end, ultimately not finishing his sentence.
“Yes! You… how did you know?” Huang Shang was already very surprised, because she hadn't told her parents about her frequent vomiting, afraid they would worry, thinking about how she vomited up almost all the medicine and food she took, which would frighten them. She knew that Yan Nange seemed to know what illness she had, and she stood there trembling slightly. Madam Huang quickly helped her up.
Everyone remained standing, because Yan Nange had shocked them so much that they forgot to sit down.
“Brother Huang, Sister-in-law, I know what illness Miss Huang has,” Yan Nange said calmly. But this struck everyone like a thunderbolt, leaving them all somewhat dizzy.
They had consulted almost every famous doctor in the land, but no one knew what illness Huang Shang had, yet he knew it with just one glance. He was too mysterious. But the symptoms he described were all accurate. Did he really know? Everyone looked at Yan Nange with the kind of worshipful gaze one would give a god. They wanted to hear what he had to say.
Chapter 239 Meeting Ruoshui Again
Seeing the expectant looks from everyone, Yan Nange gestured for them to sit down. Everyone sat down.
"Actually, Miss Huang isn't sick," Yan Nange said gently, no longer with that serious and intimidating demeanor.
"What?" Everyone asked in unison, thinking they had misheard. She's like this and not sick? He's not joking, is he?
"Among women, there are those with innate inner allure. Ordinary men, even if they possess her, cannot satisfy their desires and may even harm themselves or die. Among men, there are those with innate physical strength. Ordinary women, even if they encounter her, cannot withstand her intensity, and may suffer physical damage and wither away. Inner allure is divided into three levels: bone allure, earth allure, and heavenly allure. Inner strength is also divided into three levels: physical strength, earthly strength, and heavenly strength. When an inner allure encounters a physical strength man, there is a harmonious and harmonious way, but the effects differ depending on the level, and the ways in which it is consumed and intoxicating also differ." Yan Nange casually recited a passage from the Imperial Canon.
Everyone looked at Yan Nange as if he were a monster, not understanding why he would say such a nonsensical thing. The three women present blushed, not understanding what he meant. But they assumed there was some purpose, so everyone waited for Yan Nange to continue.
"Yes. Miss Huang's condition is indeed not an illness, but it can still be life-threatening," Yan Nange said slowly.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for his next words.
"Miss Huang possesses the 'Ruoshui Tianmei' physique, a rare find even in a thousand years. In the thousands of years of recorded history on the Jinshi and Fengyun Continents, only four exceptionally beautiful and talented women have possessed this physique. You might be the second in the past thousand. Because of the inherent water-like constitution and unique physical characteristics, no woman with this physique has ever lived past twenty-one, but there will be in the future.
Your wife must have caught a chill during her pregnancy, which is why Miss Huang has some congenital deficiencies and blocked meridians, leading to dizziness and vomiting. Otherwise, with her naturally water-like constitution, she would only experience cold limbs and general aches and pains. Therefore, I say Miss Huang doesn't actually have any illness; it's just that her special constitution and weakness cause these symptoms!" Yan Nange said confidently. This was his analysis based on his medical knowledge, and he trusted his judgment.
Yan Nange knew he was about to have another wife. His luck was truly extraordinary; he had encountered two women with the 'Ruoshui Tianmei' physique within a month—first Xian Lan, then Huang Shang. Was it truly fate? In thousands of years, there have only been six women like this, and yet he had encountered them all in less than a month—it was truly bizarre.
Everyone was still stunned by Yan Nange's words, unable to process them. They had never heard Yan Nange's theories and explanations before. They found it hard to believe, yet he spoke with such confidence and certainty, and the symptoms he described seemed accurate.
Madam Huang and Huang Shiyi knew Yan Nange was right; she had indeed caught a chill and fallen ill for a few days during her pregnancy, thinking she wouldn't be able to keep the baby, but unexpectedly, nothing serious happened. However, now it seemed that all the suffering their daughter had endured over the years was caused by that illness. In recent years, their daughter, afraid of worrying them, had secretly suffered even more. Alas. But now, things might be different; judging from Yan Nange's words, he seemed to know how to cure their daughter's symptoms.
“Brother Yan, you must know how to treat these symptoms. Tell me, no matter what, as long as Chang’er gets better, I’m willing to give up everything, even my life,” Huang Shiyi said excitedly. He figured if Yan Nange said no, he would kneel down before him.
Yan Nange looked at Han Yan, feeling that it was inappropriate to reveal the treatment method now. Han Yan nodded seriously at Yan Nange.
“Yan’er understands?” Yan Nange asked in surprise. He hadn’t expected Han Yan to be so clever, actually thinking of this treatment method. Perhaps it was because the two of them were of one mind.
“Yan’er supports brother,” Han Yan said gently, looking deeply into Yan Nange’s eyes, full of affection and approval.
Yan Nange squeezed her hand slightly. He turned to look at the crowd who were looking at him with confusion and anxiety.
"Actually, the method is very simple. Just find a man with a 'Heavenly Yang' constitution and marry him. I can teach him a dual cultivation method. After marriage, you must ensure frequent Yin-Yang fusion dual cultivation. Under the mutual nourishment of Yin and Yang energies, not only will Miss Huang's symptoms improve, but the man will also benefit greatly. As for Miss Huang's blocked meridians, I can help clear them once her constitution improves. At that time, Miss Huang will not only be cured, but she will also definitely retain her youth," Yan Nange said gently. He didn't want to suggest Huang Shang marry him, because even if they could find a suitable candidate, Yan Nange didn't want to take the responsibility. He and Huang Shang had no feelings for each other, and even if he didn't care, he still had to consider Huang Shang's willingness. Yan Nange didn't believe that all women in the world would like him.
However, Yan Nange knew this method would definitely be effective, because Xian Lan was now cured, and her constitution had been greatly improved by him.
"Then where can we find someone with a 'Heavenly Yang' constitution? And how can we tell if someone has a 'Heavenly Yang' constitution?" Huang Shiyi asked anxiously.
"Well, I can't say for sure where to find one, but I can teach you how to identify him, brother. Actually, Brother Tang has a 'Di Gang' physique; if he were just one level higher, that would be perfect." Yan Nange also realized that such a person was hard to find, and there were very few in the world. Wasn't he just wasting his time? He might as well be straightforward.
"I won't beat around the bush. Miss Huang's physique is too weak; if she's not saved soon, she might not even reach eighteen. Brother Huang, actually, I have a 'Tian Gang' physique and am also proficient in dual cultivation techniques. I have a wife with the same physique as Huang Shang, only better. My wife has now recovered. So I know this method is effective. But it is indeed somewhat unbelievable." Yan Nange said slowly, glancing at everyone.
Huang Shang was already ashamed when Yan Nange said that only such a shameful person could save her, and now that she heard that the person who could save her was this wicked man, she blushed as if she were drunk, lowering her head to her chest, refusing to look up.
Tang Zizheng, Li Yuntang, and Sima Zhongliu laughed, realizing the truth. No wonder Brother Yan was unusually reluctant; he was afraid of being misunderstood. They truly admired him; he always managed to amaze and impress everyone he met. They wondered what he couldn't do. Becoming his brother was like finding a treasure. The three of them resolved to sincerely be brothers with Yan Nange, as knowing someone like him was an honor, and it was also an honor for others to know them.
This wasn't to say they were too materialistic, but rather that Yan Nange's excellence genuinely impressed them, inspiring their sincere desire to befriend him. For people as outstanding as themselves, only those equally or similarly outstanding could gain their approval. This stemmed from their different living environments and experiences.

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