[Fantasy] The Great Sage's Joyful Heaven (Complete) - Chapter 18

Chapter 177 Amazing
: 10-21 10:18:15 Word Count: 3723

The sixth arrow: Yan Nange picked up three arrows, nocked them, and fired them all at once, hitting the bullseye. The crowd erupted in cheers. They had never seen such miraculous archery. Even the instructor could only manage two arrows at once.
When Ouyang Lanye saw Yan Nange pick up three arrows, he simply stopped. He knew his older brother was about to unleash his ultimate skill, so he decided to take a break. He knew he couldn't match such skill even if he tried.
The seventh arrow: Yan Nange unleashed a rapid three-arrow volley. The arrows flew like lightning from his bow, three in a row, all hitting the bullseye in an instant. The arena was initially eerily quiet, then erupted in thunderous cheers and applause.
It was truly spectacular, simply divine skill.
The soldiers training in combat had also been brought over by their instructors to watch Yan Nange shoot arrows, so the cheers and applause from these hundreds of people were undeniably deafening. The entire Tai Xuan Manor was enveloped in this earth-shattering cheer. The people in the manor were all wondering what was going on today, why there was always such a commotion. It seemed there really was a great event happening.
For his eighth arrow, Yan Nange still used three arrows, but the arrowheads were separate. Yan Nange held the bow horizontally, drew the string taut, and narrowed his eyes. Everyone held their breath in tension, wondering what the result of Yan Nange's arrow would be.
"Whoosh!" The three arrows rang out simultaneously, and with a "thud!" each struck the bullseye of the three targets. Everyone stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the three arrows embedded in the bullseye. It was unbelievable! It was too mysterious.
Anyone with even a basic understanding of archery knows that shooting three arrows simultaneously at three targets is far more difficult than shooting a single target, because distance and angle are extremely difficult to control. To hit three targets at unequal distances with all three arrows requires such perfect control of power that it can only be described as a "divine skill."
Yan Nange truly surprised and shocked them, as they had never heard of such a miraculous technique. Li Tenglong, Zhang Yuehu, and the instructor all planned to ask Yan Nange for guidance later; not learning such skill would be an injustice. All martial arts enthusiasts share the common trait of being excited by any skill.
Yan Nange, caught up in the moment, didn't realize the astonishment he was causing others.
Yan Nange picked up another arrow—his ninth. He placed the bow behind his back, then swiftly nocked and fired three arrows in quick succession, hitting the bullseye three times
...
"Divine arrow! Divine arrow!"
"So amazing!"
"What terrifying archery skills!"
"Oh!!!"
After Yan Nange lowered his bow for a long time, cheers erupted, echoing throughout Taixuan.
As the cheers gradually subsided, Li Tenglong and Zhang Yuehu looked at the other three leaders, who nodded. Then, the two of them led Yan Nange to a slightly higher platform at the front of the formation.
Li Tenglong and Zhang Yuehu were both tall and imposing, though not as tall as Yan Nange, they looked even more robust and powerful.
"Men! I have something to announce now. Listen carefully and remember it well. Do you understand?" Li Tenglong shouted loudly.
"Understood!" the soldiers shouted in unison.
"Good! Then I announce that this is our new leader, Yan Nange, of the Xiaoyao Sect! From now on, our Xiaoyao Sect will be led by our leader to build unparalleled achievements! The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect pay homage to our leader!" Zhang Yuehu shouted and bowed.
"Disciples of the Free and Unfettered Sect pay homage to our Venerable Master!" After Zhang Yuehu bowed, everyone followed suit, shouting in unison. Even Ouyang Lanye, caught up in the atmosphere, knelt down.
Yan Nange's archery skills had already earned their deep respect; his composed and skillful archery was etched into their hearts, an image they would likely never forget. Now, hearing that this handsome and imposing man was their new Venerable Master, they were overjoyed beyond surprise. With such a leader, what couldn't they accomplish? Their
bows and shouts were filled with heartfelt admiration and boundless enthusiasm.
Radiant enthusiasm and hero worship are common traits among young people. And Yan Nange was precisely the hero who could ignite their passion! Therefore, the effect of Yan Nange's performance was beyond his own expectations.
"Brothers, gentlemen, please rise!" Yan Nange proclaimed with boundless pride.
"Brothers, gentlemen! I won't say much more, I only want to say one thing: I, Yan Nange, am willing to share weal and woe with all the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect and build a great and glorious legacy! Those who block the path of the Xiaoyao Sect will be killed without mercy!" Yan Nange raised his arm and shouted, his leisurely aura overflowing from his body under the surge of emotion , instantly making him surrounded by golden light, like a
god. "We swear to follow our Lord to the death! Those who block the path of the Xiaoyao Sect will be killed without mercy!..." Seeing the extraordinary appearance of Yan Nange, the crowd revered him as a god, shouting repeatedly. The thunderous shouts shook the entire Tai Xuan Manor!
"Alright, brothers and gentlemen, let's stop here for today. Let's put this mighty power into our cause! Shout a little longer, and we'll shake Mingyue City to its foundations." Yan Nange said loudly, the last sentence spoken with a smile.
The crowd stopped, and upon hearing Yan Nange's last sentence, they all laughed. They knew their lord feared the deafening shouts would attract attention. However, they liked Yan Nange's humor. Whether it was the five leaders or the soldiers, a
leader who could inspire passionate devotion, inspire courage and even death, while simultaneously evoking warmth and laughter, was undoubtedly successful, respectable, and lovable.
In just a short time, Yan Nange had won the approval and affection of the hundreds present! It could be said that Yan Nange possessed the potential to lead others.
After the laughter subsided, several soldiers clamored for Yan Nange to teach them archery. The instructor was about to reprimand them, but Yan Nange smiled and stopped him, knowing that his approachable manner was what made these soldiers so uninhibited.
"Everyone, I will come back later to exchange archery skills and martial arts techniques with you, so please don't be impatient. As for the arrows I shot today, to be honest, haha! This was my first time shooting arrows. So I still need to integrate today's experience before I can share it with you. I always keep my word!" Yan Nange said with a smile, his voice not loud, but everyone in the room could hear him.
"Ah?"
"First time?"
"Hiss!"
Everyone was surprised. They wanted to disbelieve him, but looking at Yan Nange's expression and the first few arrows he shot, he certainly didn't seem like a veteran.
"This is too amazing!"
"Is the Lord even human? Don't let him misunderstand me, I mean he's a god!"
Everyone muttered to themselves, but no matter what, they admired this new Lord even more. A person who could hit the bullseye with his fourth arrow in his life was an extraordinary person, and a person who could keep breaking through after the fourth arrow was probably a god. Looking at the golden-red light on the Lord's body just now, he might really be a god.
Yan Nange's series of performances had left a mysterious, radiant, and powerful image in everyone's minds. This new leader of the Xiaoyao Sect had completely won over the disciples. This laid a solid foundation for his future career. Yan Nange
was originally approachable, but because he rarely interacted with people and his appearance was so strikingly different, no one dared to approach him. Now that his appearance was no longer as eye-catching, and he had matured considerably, coupled with opportunities to interact with others, his captivating charm became apparent. (

Chapter 178, "Planning")
October 21, 10:18:15 Word Count: 3039

In the evening, apart from the soldiers who knew Yan Nange's identity and were on patrol during the afternoon, everyone from Tai Xuan Manor gathered at the Great Hall of Ten Thousand People.
Nearly two thousand people, men, women, children, and even adults, all paid their respects to the young and handsome new Venerable Master and the new Manor Lord. Everyone in Tai Xuan Manor was a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, a fact they had known since childhood. They had long heard from the soldiers who had witnessed Yan Nange's amazing skills that this new Venerable Master was a hero, no wonder they heard such loud laughter and cheers today. With this positive first impression, Yan Nange, the new Venerable Master, gained their unanimous recognition and respect.
After the overwhelming shouts, everyone dispersed in an orderly fashion. Yan Nange held the adorable little girl who insisted on seeing him; this very beautiful little girl was actually Xiao Song's niece, only three years old. After a few casual words, Yan Nange smiled and, carrying the reluctant Xiao Jiaojiao, followed Liu Fang to the dining room for dinner. Xiao Song and the others could only helplessly watch the little sprite clinging to Yan Nange's arms and follow along.
Jiaojiao, that little girl, wouldn't let anyone hold her except her mother; she was always mischievous. It was strange that she was so obedient today, clinging to Yan Nange's neck and whispering to him, even letting out bursts of laughter.
Everyone could only marvel at the new lord's charm; not only were those young and beautiful girls staring at him, but he could even attract such a young girl. He was truly a killer! Thinking about this made them feel a pang of envy. What would they think if they saw the stunning beauties in Yan Nange's household?
At the dinner table, the seven of them toasted and drank heartily. And yes, there was also a little beauty, Xiao Jiaojiao, sitting in Yan Nange's lap, being fed her favorite dishes by him. Yan Nange adored the little girl, and since he was about to become a father, he doted on this beautiful and adorable little one. Whenever the little girl looked at a dish, he would immediately feed it to her. Of course, the little girl was also incredibly attached to Yan Nange, ignoring everyone else and only looking at him. Seeing Yan Nange and Xiao Jiaojiao's intimate interaction, the people at the table and the maids were both envious and jealous.
"What an adorable little girl! Why can't we hold her and comfort her for a while? I wish I had a daughter like that!" "
Your Majesty is so handsome! I've never seen such a good-looking and charming man. I wish I were that little girl!"
... drooling filled the air.
The group, slightly tipsy, stopped drinking and began to eat. They had matters to discuss later.
In the same meeting hall from the morning, the seven people sat together again, making a total of eight, including the little Jiaojiao in Yan Nange's arms.
“I still have three million taels of silver. At current slave prices, even a decent male slave is only a few taels, so that's more than enough. The only remaining issue is resettlement,” Yan Nange said with a smile, having Xiao Jiaojiao hold his thumb.
“There are also tens of millions of taels of silver in the manor. If Your Excellency needs them, you can use them at any time,” Zhou Shangmou said with a smile.
“I'll let you know if I need them. But I don't think I need them for now. Actually, silver is easy for me to earn. Hehe!” Yan Nange smiled mysteriously.
The others didn't understand Yan Nange's methods for making money and secretly speculated.
“Alright, we'll all go to Majiaji tomorrow, but we need to split up. That way, buying too many will attract too much attention. We can rotate people every now and then; that will be much safer,” Liu Fang said.
“Also, I think we can put these newly purchased slaves in the quarry outside the manor first. Nobody goes there. We can train and test them there, and bring those who pass the test to the manor. Although this doesn't guarantee their loyalty, it's still better than bringing them directly into the manor,” Zhang Yuehu said cautiously.
Everyone nodded, agreeing that caution was best. Power wasn't built in a day, and strength didn't increase overnight; as the saying goes, "Desire leads to ruin."
"Alright," Yan Nange said after a moment's thought, "we'll split up tomorrow. Prepare plenty of carriages and manpower at the manor. That way, we can be prepared in case of unforeseen circumstances."
Everyone nodded in agreement, and Yan Nange rose to return to the city.
Everyone saw him off. Jiaojiao, the little girl, was reluctant to let Yan Nange go, so Yan Nange said he would come again tomorrow and stay there from now on, so he could hold her every day. But her beautiful eyes were filled with tears. Yan Nange kissed her, then let her kiss him back, which cheered her up a bit.
Xiao Song led Xiao Jiaojiao and the others to the palace gate, and Yan Nange and Ouyang Lanye used their lightness skills to leap away.
Back at their lodgings, it was already dark.
Yan Nange and Ouyang Lanye scaled the wall without disturbing Mengmou and the others.
Upon entering the living room, Rou'er ran over and threw herself into Yan Nange's arms, clinging to him affectionately. Ouyang Lanye, seizing the opportunity, slipped back to his room, not wanting to get in anyone's way.
Rou'er wasn't as reserved as before, perhaps because Yan Nange's long absence had changed her. She passionately embraced Yan Nange and offered her lips. Seeing Rou'er's affectionate expression, Yan Nange naturally didn't refuse, and the two kissed passionately at the living room doorway, oblivious to everyone else. They kissed until Rou'er's face flushed, her heart pounded, and her body went limp, before she nestled her head against Yan Nange's chest.
The women in the room were also blushing and their hearts pounded by Yan Nange and Rou'er's actions. Mengmou and Qianqian were somewhat better off, as they were already husband and wife and had seen it all before; they were merely moved by what they saw. Lanyu and the two adorable maids, however, had never witnessed such a scene before and ran away blushing and with their heads down. Only Yan Nange and the other two remained in the living room.
Yan Nange suddenly remembered he hadn't given these beauties a few sets of jewelry yet. So he went back inside and brought out three sets, all bought in the Fire Nether Kingdom. While they might not be as skillful as his own, they were still exquisitely crafted. These three sets were similar to Lingxi's set, only the patterns and the gemstones differed.
Yan Nange gave the set with black gemstones to Mengmou. He felt that purple gemstones would better complement her delicate and charming temperament, and were also her favorite color, making her skin appear even whiter and her eyes brighter than stars.
Yan Nange gave the set with red gemstones to Qianqian. Red gemstones were her favorite color, and Yan Nange felt that red would also enhance her playful and alluring temperament.
Yan Nange gave the set with purple gemstones to Rou'er. Purple would better complement Rou'er's gentle temperament. Yan Nange also felt that purple suited Rou'er very well. Rou'er was wearing a purple dress today, making her look indescribably beautiful.

Chapter 179 Bright and Beautiful
: 10-21 10:18:16 Word Count: 1768

Yan Nange suddenly remembered he hadn't given these beauties a few sets of jewelry yet. So he went back inside and took out three sets, all bought in the Fire Nether Kingdom. While they might not be as good as his own craftsmanship, they were still exquisitely made. These three sets were similar to Lingxi's set, only the patterns and the gemstones were different.
Yan Nange gave the set with black gemstones to Mengmou. He felt that purple gemstones would better complement her charming temperament, and it was also her favorite color, making her skin appear even whiter and her eyes as bright as stars.
Yan Nange gave the set with red gemstones to Qianqian. Red gemstones were her favorite color, and Yan Nange also felt that red would better highlight her playful and alluring temperament.
Yan Nange gave the set with purple gemstones to Rou'er. Purple would better complement Rou'er's delicate temperament. Yan Nange also felt that purple suited Rou'er very well. Rou'er was wearing a purple dress today, which made her look indescribably beautiful.
Yan Nange had sorted out the ornaments, and seeing the three little beauties' happy expressions made his mouth water, because he imagined their alluring figures when they wore these ornaments naked.
"My three beloved wives, wouldn't you like to show your husband these? Come on, let's go to Rou'er's room!" Yan Nange led the three beauties, one on each side, to Rou'er's room. The three women knew what Yan Nange was up to, but they'd done this before, and it had been quite exciting and novel, so they reluctantly went into Rou'er's room.
"We haven't bathed yet," Rou'er said, her face flushed, her eyes already brimming with desire.
"No need to bathe, my darlings have such fair skin and smell so sweet. They don't need a bath at all." Yan Nange said, already stripping off his clothes, revealing his strong, bronze physique.
The three women were all envious and aroused by Yan Nange's muscular body. Rou'er and Qianqian began to undress, while Mengmou kept her head down, so Yan Nange quickly stripped her naked.
With a soft moan, Mengmou nestled into Yan Nange's arms. The two kissed and rolled onto the large bed. Rou'er and Qianqian, having undressed, also nestled on either side of Yan Nange and Rou'er.
After a while, Yan Nange took their jewelry and put their necklaces, waist chains, and anklets on them.
Adorned with these jeweled ornaments, the three women's already alluring bodies aroused Yan Nange, making him want to devour them whole.
A night of passionate lovemaking ensued. The next morning, the three beauties slept soundly with blissful smiles. The room was filled with their rich fragrance.
The first half of the night, enhanced by the jewelry, provided an even more intense sensory experience than the previous morning. The three women fainted several times from pleasure, and Yan Nange was thoroughly satisfied. The second half of the night involved dual cultivation, from which all four benefited greatly. The three women wanted to get up with Yan Nange, but he let them sleep a little longer. To achieve this, he indulged his desires again before they finally drifted off to sleep under his gentle touch.
He tucked them in and kissed each of them tenderly. Then, wearing the pajamas he had left there, he went out to take a bath. Yan Nange hadn't been deliberately cultivating his "Leisurely Qi" these past few days. For him, dual cultivation was cultivation in itself. Although it wasn't as effective as formal cultivation, it was easy and pleasurable, and also beneficial to his wives, so he didn't need to waste his energy. Yan Nange thoroughly enjoyed dual cultivation.
The two clever maids had already prepared bathwater for him. As soon as he came out, they started pouring water into the wooden tub. How could Yan Nange remain indifferent to the two girls struggling to carry water? So he told them to continue preparing breakfast while he quickly prepared the bathwater, and the maids brought him towels. He began to bathe.
While taking a bath, Yan Nange couldn't help but think of the convenience of bathing in the bathroom at Kaitian Fortress, where water could be drawn at any time.

(Chapter 180
: Market - 10-21 10:18:16, 3501 words)

Thinking of Kaitian Fortress, he couldn't help but recall the beautiful and mysterious Lian Ruxian and the strange and mysterious events that occurred that night. Just thinking about that eerie scene sent chills down his spine.
Now, Yan Nange couldn't help but think of these questions: What would have happened if he hadn't called out to the woman in white?
What would he have done if he woke up and saw that terrifying face from his dream?
What if he grabbed the white figure and discovered it was
Lian Ruxian? Was that white figure really Lian Ruxian?
If the face beneath Lian Ruxian's veil was indeed like the one in his dream, what did that mean?
The eyes and lips resembled Lian Ruxian, so who did the other features of the old man resemble?
Who was that similar old man?
If it really was her, or not, what did that person want in his room while he was asleep?
Why did he have such a dream?
Why was the dream so similar to reality?
What kind of story lies within the Kaitian Ancient Castle?
...
These mysteries are intertwined, yet Yan Nange cannot unravel any of them. He will not go to the Kaitian Ancient Castle again. As for why, he cannot explain it himself. Perhaps...
Never mind, he shouldn't think about these vague questions. He should focus on what he needs to do. The most important thing now is to buy slaves and increase his strength. Originally, it was about building his own power; now it's about expanding it.
After taking a bath, Yan Nange went back to his room and changed into a white samurai outfit. This made him look somewhat like a spoiled young master. Only his skin was a bit rough, and the red mole between his eyebrows didn't quite match. But it would do, Yan Nange teased himself.
Ouyang Lanyu had already gotten up and was sitting on a chair in the living room, holding two snow-white puppies, Xue'er and Shuang'er.
"Good morning, brother." Ouyang Lanyu greeted Yan Nange with a blushing face as he entered.
"Good morning, Yu'er." Yan Nange saw Ouyang Lanyu's flushed face and knew she must have been too loud again. The two little maids had the same expression that morning.
"It seems I really need to move to Tai Xuan Manor soon. The houses there are made of stone, and we can live separately to avoid awkwardness. After all, Ouyang Lanyu is still an unmarried girl, and it's not good to keep things like this." Yan Nange had already decided to move to Tai Xuan Manor as soon as possible; it was safer there, and it was her territory after all.
"Good morning, Big Brother." Ouyang Lanye finished practicing his martial arts and came into the house, greeting Yan Nange before going inside to wash his face.
The maid Xiaomeng came to call Yan Nange and Ouyang Lanyu for breakfast. The two went into the dining room, where the maid Xiaoyin was serving porridge.
After a while, Ouyang Lanye came in, and the five of them sat down to eat. No one asked Mengmou and the other two, knowing they wouldn't get up until the afternoon. Last night, they had all used earplugs to plug their ears to fall asleep.
Only Ouyang Lanye was an exception. He cultivated for half the night, and after waking up, he fell asleep without any distractions. Because he wasn't thinking about it, he didn't feel anything.
Xue'er and Shuang'er each hugged a large bowl and ate voraciously, seemingly venting their anger. Unfortunately, no one noticed their anger; they all thought their eating was quite amusing.
After the meal, Yan Nange went to Rou'er's room to get the silver notes. There were still over three million taels of silver notes left. If Yan Nange hadn't sold some of the remaining black stones before moving here, it would probably be less than three million taels now.
Yan Nange took three million taels, leaving the family with over a hundred thousand taels, enough for several people to live on for several generations. In fact, their daily expenses were less than five taels of silver, and they were eating very lavishly at home.
"Little sister Yu'er, your brother and I are going out on business. Take good care of the house!" Yan Nange said with a smile.
"Okay! Don't worry, brother, I will definitely take good care of the three beautiful sisters," Lan Yu said mischievously.
Yan Nange and Ouyang Lanye simply leaped over the wall and headed towards the north gate through the alley.
They could have ridden horses, but they preferred this method for privacy, allowing them to practice their lightness skills and internal energy. They were truly brothers, their thoughts completely aligned.
Yan Nange admired Ouyang Lanye greatly; originally a prince of a kingdom, living a life of luxury, he now preferred walking, even without a horse, and looked quite excited.
However, they needed a carriage after buying the slaves; otherwise, walking from Majiaji to Taixuanzhuang would take until the day after tomorrow.
Ouyang Lanye was naturally excited, as he now found his lightness skills incredibly easy. The lightness skill and internal energy cultivation methods Yan Nange had taught him yesterday had allowed him to improve overnight, albeit not by much, but completely different from before. He felt he had entered a new world, and everything in his eyes had become more beautiful.
Yan Nange was puzzled as to why Ouyang Lanye was so excited, assuming he was simply in a good mood. But Ouyang Lanye hadn't been this happy yesterday.
Yan Nange didn't fully utilize his lightness skill, keeping a small distance between them and letting Ouyang Lanye chase after him. Ouyang Lanye understood that his older brother was training him, so he kept adjusting and improving, and along the way, he had actually improved considerably.
Yan Nange then taught him some more lightness and internal energy techniques. His mind was full of these things anyway; any casual remark he made was a masterpiece. He actually had to thank the Flower Emperor for providing Yan Nange with a complete set of powerful techniques from various sects, which explained his impressive abilities.
In the distance, a town appeared, with a tall gatehouse at its entrance, bustling with people coming and going. Yan Nange knew that was Majiaji.
Yan Nange and Ouyang Lanye landed in a small grove of trees not far from the roadside, then walked onto the main road, following the bustling crowd into Majiaji.
"Young Master." Liu Fang, disguised, approached from the side.
Yan Nange knew he was afraid of being recognized, after all, he was a person of importance. The three walked to a corner.
"Master, once you've bought the slaves, take them to the row of carriages on the east side of the gate, and we'll transport them away." Liu Fang pointed to the row of black carriages on the east side of the gate.
"Understood, Mr. Liu, I think you should go back to the city. It's not good if your identity is discovered here. I blame myself for not thinking things through. Go back quickly." Yan Nange said sincerely.
"Master, don't worry, I won't go in to buy them. I'll just keep an eye on the carriages so that the brothers can be prepared if anything happens. Master, the ones with red beads tied around their waists are all our men. You can call them if anything happens; they all recognize you." Liu Fang whispered.
"Good, you've thought of everything. I'm going in now. Be careful." Yan Nange also whispered, then he and Ouyang Lanye, who was keeping watch in the distance, blended into the crowd.

Chapter 181 Auction
: 10-21 10:18:17 Word Count: 1688

Looking at the slaves on the platform, in their wooden cages, dressed in tattered clothes, some were children, some were elderly, and some were even pregnant. Seeing the slave traders pushing and shoving the slaves around, whipping and beating them for the slightest resistance,
and even stripping the young female slaves naked on the spot, with many men groping and pinching their bodies, Yan Nange felt a murderous urge. He now understood what slavery and the slave market truly meant.
Yan Nange wanted to help them, but there were thousands upon thousands of slaves here. Could he buy them all? Even if he bought them all today, what about tomorrow? The day after? As long as there were people engaged in this trade, as long as there were buyers, slaves would continue to appear, unless the system itself was eliminated. Unfortunately, he didn't have that ability now.
Originally, Yan Nange intended to buy slaves, but when he witnessed this scene, his perspective changed. A thought arose in his mind: eliminate this system, make slavery disappear, and prevent such tragedies from ever happening again!
"Little brother, does your Aotian Kingdom also have slaves? Is the buying and selling of slaves allowed?" Yan Nange's eyes were filled with anger and sorrow.
"No, such a thing is not allowed in our country. It's utterly inhumane. Even if we privately buy maids, we still need to sign contracts, both parties must agree, and there can be no abuse. Here..." Ouyang Lanye was also furious and speechless. He had never seen such inhumanity. His fists clenched tightly, but there was nothing he could do.
"Little brother, remember your elder brother's words. In less than ten years, we will make this disappear, no matter who stands in our way!" Yan Nange's eyes flashed with light as he solemnly spoke each word. He clenched his fists tightly as he said this.
"Yes. We will definitely succeed," Ouyang Lanye replied, each word distinct.
Their hands clasped tightly together in the bustling crowd. This was a vow; their goal was no longer merely to build their own power, but to destroy a system!
Feeling a little relieved after speaking, they began selecting male slaves of better quality. As for the others, they couldn't save them yet; they couldn't let sentimentality ruin their grand plan. Their goal was to save more people, not just these few—they were merely a drop in the ocean. After
walking for a while, all they found were the elderly, weak, women, and children. Not only had they failed to find anyone, but their mood had also soured, and they wanted to beat those beasts. However, they remembered they were just spectators, and a sense of melancholy crept in.
Ahead wasn't an open space, but a row of houses. Someone led out several slaves, whom Yan Nange and Ouyang Lanye found quite satisfactory. They then headed towards the entrance of the houses.
The gatekeeper, upon seeing Yan Nange's godlike aura and the cold gaze he gave him... He swallowed the questions he wanted to ask and watched helplessly as Yan Nange walked in. In fact, entry required a VIP ticket, as this wasn't an ordinary slave market, but rather a marketplace specifically for the wealthy and powerful. Yet, Yan Nange had managed to sneak in.
After randomly finding two seats at the back, Yan Nange realized that the guests here were no ordinary people. Their attire clearly indicated they were high-ranking officials, celebrities, and wealthy merchants—people of status and power, along with their families.
Yan Nange considered leaving, but then he thought that this was the only place he could find what he wanted, so taking a risk was unavoidable. Nothing ventured, nothing gained! He'd take the gamble; if it didn't work out, he could simply leave and come back another time. The
way things were done here was different from outside. Outside, prices were fixed; here, it was an auction. Right now, a middle-aged man was being auctioned off on stage.

Chapter 182 Turmoil
: 10-21 10:18:18 Word Count: 2058

"Next up for auction is today's best item, an absolute beauty. She can make you feel like you're floating on air, she can make you forget to sleep for pleasure. Please look!" The auctioneer clapped his hands.
A veiled woman in white gauze was helped onto the stage by two maids. The room fell silent.
Yan Nange had to admit, this woman was incredibly beautiful. Through the barely visible white gauze, one could see her incredibly alluring figure. Her small, bare feet suggested she was frail. Just seeing her figure and those exquisite feet was enough to confirm she was a beauty, an absolute beauty.
She had long, sapphire blue hair that cascaded down to her hips. But what attracted Yan Nange most were her deep, sapphire-blue eyes beneath her green eyebrows, clear yet unfathomable. Occasionally, a glimmer of light would appear, but it was always a heartbreaking sadness.
Yan Nange was captivated by her beauty at first glance. He wanted to bid on her!
"Exquisite beauty, starting price five thousand taels of gold. Begin!" the auctioneer announced.
A murmur rippled through the crowd. Although she was beautiful, the price was still a bit too high. Perhaps this price would be acceptable for a respectable official in a brothel.
"Ten thousand taels!" a nobleman shouted.
"Twenty thousand taels!" a wealthy merchant shouted.
"Thirty thousand taels!" the nobleman shouted.
"Forty thousand!" the wealthy merchant challenged him.
"Fifty-five thousand taels!" the nobleman glared fiercely at the wealthy merchant.
The wealthy merchant, as if ignoring him, shouted, "Seventy thousand taels!"
Others joined the bidding, but the wealthy merchant and the nobleman were the most intense.
"Two hundred thousand taels!" the wealthy merchant suddenly raised the nobleman's bid from seventeen thousand taels to two hundred thousand taels.
The young nobleman gritted his teeth: "Two hundred and fifty thousand taels!"
"..." The wealthy merchant smiled, got up, and left.
"Two hundred and sixty thousand taels!" Yan Nange called out for the first time, smiling as he looked at the beauty on the stage. The beauty seemed to have noticed his friendly gaze, her beautiful eyes brightening.
"Two hundred and seventy thousand taels!"
"Three hundred thousand taels!" Yan Nange called out indifferently; gold and silver were too easy for him to earn. Otherwise, he wouldn't have spent hundreds of thousands of taels of silver at the Qimeng Tower. Yan Nange believed that judging from the nobleman's demeanor when bidding, he wouldn't be able to offer a high price.
"Three hundred and one thousand taels!" The nobleman shouted through gritted teeth, staring fiercely at Yan Nange. "Three hundred and one thousand taels
!" Yan Nange met his gaze, smiled coldly, his eyes flashing with a murderous intent that seemed almost tangible.
Yan Nange was least afraid of threats.
"..." The nobleman shuddered under Yan Nange's gaze, lowered his head, and didn't bid again.
Yan Nange bought the beauty for three hundred and one thousand taels of gold.
The noble young master and his lackeys glared hatefully at Yan Nange. Yan Nange ignored them.
The auction ended, and Yan Nange returned with the beautiful Lan.
They hadn't gone far when a group of men blocked their path. Seated in the center of the horse was the very noble young master whose beauty Yan Nange had stolen.
"What do you want?" Ouyang Lanye coldly stared at them; he had long seen through the young man's wickedness.
"Nothing much, just leave that beauty with our young master! And your lives too!" one of the playboys said with a lewd grin.
"Insolence!" Yan Nange shouted.
"Leave that..." He only managed to utter three words before everything went black.

(Chapter 183, Blue Moon
: 10-21 10:18:18, Words: 2013)

In the blink of an eye, the noisy playboy was slumped limply on his horse, and neither of them noticed why.
"You, I'm talking to you. If you're really tired of living, go find a river and jump in. Don't come looking for me, I'm afraid killing you will dirty my hands! I advise you, don't let me run into you again, or I'll make you regret being born." After
Yan Nange finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the nobleman's horse's head instantly split open, the horse collapsed, throwing him to the side, unable to get up for a long time.
The thugs and young masters behind him were dumbfounded. A few of the bolder ones picked up the nobleman and the unconscious playboy and rode away. The rest scattered.
Yan Nange's move stunned the burly men behind him. Now they were completely convinced of Yan Nange's power. He was too amazing! It wouldn't be bad to be with such a powerful person!
The beautiful woman, seeing Yan Nange's power from behind the carriage curtain, was both surprised and delighted.
"Looks like I can't even keep a low profile!" "Yan Nange muttered to himself. He raised his hand to remove the dead horse from the road and ordered everyone to continue on their way.
When they reached the entrance of Majiaji, Liu Fang saw Yan Nange in front of the carriage from afar. He said something to the people beside him and then came to Yan Nange's carriage.
"Master, let's go back first. It's safer if we go separately!" Liu Fang said.
"Alright. We'll go first." Yan Nange got into the carriage, and Liu Fang took his place.
Yan Nange looked at the stunningly beautiful woman in front of him, her face veiled in white. The woman was also looking at him. Her eyes were full of curiosity, but there was little sadness in them.
Yan Nange smiled slightly at her, and the woman smiled back, even making a gesture of covering her mouth, which was very charming. Her beautiful blue eyes also sparkled with a captivating light.
For some reason, Yan Nange felt that the scene before him was very familiar. It was as if he had experienced it before!
"Miss, where is your home? I can send someone to take you back!" Yan Nange photographed her partly out of admiration and partly out of pity.
Although he actually longed to possess this extraordinary beauty, his principles wouldn't allow him to deprive her of her right to choose.
"Home?... Yes, where is my home?"
The beauty uttered these words with sorrow, tears streaming down her face. Yan Nange sensed that she harbored a painful past, filled with endless grievances.
"I'm sorry, if Miss doesn't want to talk about it, I won't ask. Do you want to go home?"
The beauty shook her head: "Young master, you're mistaken. It's not that I want to talk about it, it's that I don't even know if I have a home... When I opened my eyes, I was already a slave. Then I wandered here, and was bought by you... I have no name, no home. Since you've bought me, please give me a name and a home!"
The beauty suddenly threw herself into Yan Nange's arms, crying, "Young master, I see you're a good person, I'll be your woman from now on..." "My lord, you must treat me well, otherwise I really can't live..." *Sobbing*
Yan Nange held her soft, fragrant body in his arms, his heart filled with boundless pity and sympathy. He understood the beauty's feelings well, for he himself was utterly bewildered by his past life!
"Then from now on, your name will be Xianlan. You are as beautiful as a fairy, with blue hair, eyelashes, and eyebrows. From now on, you will be my wife, and I will cherish and protect you! Okay, Xianxian?"
Yan Nange's warm embrace and pleasant scent made Xianlan feel at ease, and his gentle words warmed her heart. She nodded, sobbing, and said, "Yes... Then you will be my husband from now on. Husband, Xianxian will be good, serve you well, and be a good wife that you will love!"
Yan Nange felt a pang of tenderness at her sweet words, pulling her completely into his arms, placing her across his lap, and stroking her head, saying, "Silly girl, you will definitely be a good wife." Xianlan
felt very comfortable in his embrace. Before she knew it, she drifted off to sleep.

(Chapter 184, Tianmei
: 10-21 10:18:19, 2648 words)

Although the weather was starting to warm up, it was still a bit cold. Even lying in Yan Xiangdao's arms, Xianlan, wearing only a light gauze and a cloak, was shivering from the cold. The worst part was that she wasn't wearing shoes, and the cold started from her feet. She woke up from the cold after only a short while.
"Are you cold? Let me warm you up." Seeing Xianlan shivering from the cold, Yan Nange secretly blamed himself for his carelessness. He covered her with a fur coat from the carriage and warmed her small hands.
Her hands were delicate, with pointed fingers and snow-white, exquisitely pretty.
Yan Nange held Xianlan's cold, soft hands in his own; her hands were so small. Yan Nange sighed.
He circulated his inner energy, warming Xianlan's body through her hands. Xianlan
felt a comforting warmth in Yan Nange's hands, and an inexplicable feeling welled up within her innocent heart. Then, two warm currents flowed from Yan Nange's hands into her body, warming her and allowing Yan Nange to penetrate her previously untouched heart.
"Thank you, my husband!" Xianlan whispered shyly and happily. A sweet feeling filled her heart.
"Little girl!" Yan Nange gave her a loving kiss, which made her moan softly, feeling both shy and sweet.
Because of the warmth, Xianlan's little hands became incredibly soft and smooth, and the feeling of holding them was indescribably wonderful. Xiangxiang and Mengmou's hands weren't as soft and delicate as Xianlan's; they were truly boneless and delicate.
"Your hands are so small and beautiful!" Yan Nange said with a smile.
"Mmm!" Xianlan blushed and lowered her head. How could she answer this question? She thought to herself, "Is this what lovers whisper in the ear?" Thinking of her lover, Xianlan became even more shy. No man had ever entered her heart before, making her feel such joy!
Although Xianlan's body was warm, her feet and legs were still icy cold; she had always been physically weak. Xianlan tucked her little feet further into her cloak, pressing her cute little feet together.
She wanted to use her now-warm hands to warm her feet, but since her hands were being held by Yan Nange, she couldn't bear to pull them away.
At this moment, Xianlan realized how fragile she was in front of this man. Even after being held captive by human traffickers for so long, she had never yielded or shown weakness to them. Only at the moment of the auction did she feel a pang of sadness, but seeing Yan Nange's pitying gaze, she inexplicably felt self-pity and sorrow.
Meeting this husband had changed her fate. What about the future? Would her life also be completely altered because of him? Certainly, because being able to sit here now meant he had already turned her life around. Otherwise, she would probably already be a plaything for those lustful demons. Although they couldn't obtain her chastity, which was bound by secret magic, what else? Even if she were to gain freedom in the future, she would never forget this nightmare. He had saved her.
"Xianxian, your feet are cold, aren't they? Let your husband warm them for you." Yan Nange noticed Xianlan's small gesture. Xianlan, now shy and charming, evoked even more pity in him.
"Mmm!" Xianlan subconsciously whispered, nodding gently.
Yan Nange released Xianlan's hands, letting her sit on his lap. He took her two adorable little feet, so small they could be held in one hand, and placed them in his left. His right hand used his fur coat to completely cover her delicate calves. Xianlan trembled at his touch, her legs tensing slightly.
A surge of warmth welled up in Xianlan's heart; she felt an urge to kiss him in gratitude. He truly knew how to cherish her! Wasn't this the kind of man she had always been looking for? However, Xianlan lacked courage, her face lowered, her small hands clasped tightly together. Her blush earlier was due to a touch of shyness, but now it was entirely from gratitude and happiness.
Holding Xianlan's little feet, Yan Nange felt a strange, intoxicating sensation welling up from the depths of his heart. Although Xianlan's feet were bare, they were spotless, just like her small hands—beautiful, lovely, and delicate, soft and boneless to the touch. This exquisite touch was something Yan Nange had never experienced before, not to mention the visual impact of their beauty.
Yan Nange had to admit that the woman before him was an unparalleled beauty, a treasure that all men desired but could never possess.
From the ancient texts he had read, Yan Nange had gained a deeper understanding of the harmony of Yin and Yang, and combining this with his past experience, he had developed his own unique insights.
"Among women, there are those born with innate inner charm; ordinary men who possess them cannot satisfy their desires, and even suffer harm or death. Among men, there are those born with innate physical strength; ordinary women who encounter them cannot withstand their intensity, and their Yin is damaged, leading to decline. Inner charm is divided into three levels: bone charm, earth charm, and heaven charm. Inner strength is also divided into three levels: physical strength, earth strength, and heaven strength. When an inner charmer meets a physical strengthist, harmony and bliss are achieved, but the effects differ depending on the level, and the ways in which they are consumed are also different." This was a passage from the Imperial Canon.
Xianlan possessed a rare and exquisitely beautiful body, in terms of sensuality, no less than Xiangxiang's Heavenly Fragrance and Earthly Yin body and Lingxi's Divine body.
The Earthly Yin body was actually the Heavenly Charm body—this was Yan Nange's own understanding. Xiangxiang's constitution was different from ordinary people, so when the Flower Emperor first met Yan Nange, he said that Xiangxiang had a "Heavenly Fragrance and Earthly Yin Body." In fact, Yan Nange had never seen this term in any ancient books,
so it must have been made up by his master on the spot. Lingxi's divine body was beyond the scope of human understanding, so Yan Nange had never seen a related description in those thousands of precious books. He thought that he and Lingxi might be the first pair since the beginning of time. Yan Nange should be the authority on classifying divine bodies as "Heavenly Charm," because he was so lucky. Others wouldn't even dare to think about it, let alone study the divine bodies of goddesses.

Chapter 185 Good Remedy
: 10-21 10:18:20 Words: 2710

If the Heavenly Charm Body is the softest and most charming body in the world, then the Watery Heavenly Charm Body like Xianlan is undoubtedly the classic among the softest and most charming. Such a woman is boneless and soft all over. This is not a metaphor, but the truth. Women with this physique are incredibly flexible, hundreds of times more so than ordinary people. They possess the legendary "water bones," with exceptionally resilient bones, unlike the rigidity of ordinary people. At the same time, such women are also extremely frail, practically delicate, and unless they encounter a man with a Heavenly Yang physique, their lifespan will not exceed twenty-one years.
Xianlan seems to be under eighteen, so she should be safe. Yan Nange thought to himself.
Actually, the women around Yan Nange all possessed naturally alluring physiques. Rou'er, Qianqian, and Mengmou possessed Earthly Allure physiques, but due to their dual cultivation with him, they were likely far superior to other women of this level. Yan Nange himself possessed a demigod Heavenly Yang physique, and the wondrous effects of their dual cultivation had long since altered their physiques.
Qianqian's body even contained Yan Nange's "Leisurely Divine Qi," which astonished him. Yan Nange was currently unsure about this. It seemed Qianqian's physique had some special characteristics. Perhaps because Qianqian's "Spiritual Qi" was still quite weak, when she returned from the Nine Netherworld Realm, her spiritual energy wasn't suppressed like Yan Nange's; it remained that mixed and mutated Spiritual Qi. Given time, Qianqian would surely become an unparalleled master. However, it seemed she wasn't very interested in this, as she hadn't been seen cultivating anything other than dual cultivation.
"Xianlan, have you always felt cold and weak all over?" Yan Nange asked, looking at Xianlan whose complexion was gradually returning to its snow-white state.
"Yes! How did you know?" Xianlan looked up at Yan Nange in surprise.
"Do you often experience regular, unbearable bone pain?" Yan Nange said this with great pity, wondering how this delicate little girl had endured so many years.
It was said that women with the Ruoshui Tianmei physique wouldn't live past twenty-one. In fact, according to the records in the Imperial Canon, of the four women known to have possessed this physique in the past five thousand years, only one lived to twenty-one; the other three—two at sixteen and one at seventeen—all perished. These women were mostly renowned beauties and talented women of their time, a characteristic of women with the alluring and captivating beauty of water—exquisitely beautiful and incredibly intelligent.
It's said that even the heavens are jealous of beauty; even the heavens can't bear to see such perfection, always leaving them with some regrets. Perhaps this is how balance is achieved. However, Yan Nange also knew that beauty wasn't a gift from heaven, but rather a result of chance and inevitability. What is heaven? It's the law, it's nature.
Seeing Yan Nange's tender gaze again, the seed of love in Xianlan's heart sprouted tender green shoots as if bathed in sunlight and nourished by sweet rain. And it grew rapidly. Could this be the legendary "love at first sight"? Xianlan didn't know, because she had never experienced love. "
Don't pity me too much, my heart is filled with uncontrollable emotions.
" "Yes!" Xianlan nodded gently, her gaze filled with not only love but also surprise.
"Xianxian, you must be under eighteen, right?" Yan Nange wasn't sure if she knew his age.
"I can't say for sure, I think I'm seventeen," Xianlan said softly, her emerald eyes filled with captivating tenderness. It was a tenderness brimming with affection.
Yan Nange, of course, understood the deeper meaning in Xianlan's expression, and he was very happy. Making such a beautiful woman happy gave him a great sense of accomplishment.
There's only one way for a woman with the "Graceful and Alluring" physique to live past twenty-one: before she turns eighteen, she must unite with a man possessing the "Heavenly Strength" physique, live together, and mutually nourish each other through dual cultivation. This would not only allow her to survive this lifespan but also enhance her beauty and grant her a long and healthy life. However, this method is only the opinion of the author of the "Emperor's Canon" (Yan Nange suspects that the "Emperor's Canon" was written by her master, Xuan Qingfeng), and it hasn't been tested yet.
Judging from his confident tone, he's quite certain. Hope is always better than no hope, and a solution is always better than no solution. Moreover, Yan Nange believes that theoretically, this treatment method is absolutely feasible and valid. Whether Xianlan is willing to try is her own decision, but Yan Nange will definitely tell her his thoughts. Yan Nange believes he has no selfish motives; as for whether he does, that's hard to say.
"Xianxian, don't you feel that the pain has become more severe in the past year?" Yan Nange wants to know if Xianlan's condition differs from what's described in the book. Women possessing the "Ruoshui Tianmei" physique will experience increasingly severe bone pain and weakness after the age of seventeen, eventually turning into blood and dying. This is probably why they are called "Ruoshui."
"Yes." Xianlan now believed that Yan Nange probably knew what illness she had. If it weren't for her strong willpower, she probably would have committed suicide long ago from the excruciating pain.
"Xianxian, have you always thought you were sick?" Yan Nange asked her.
"Yes, even the slave traders took me to see doctors, but they couldn't figure out what was wrong." Xianlan admired her husband even more. Besides being handsome and kind, he seemed to be no ordinary person!
"Hmm!...Isn't it an illness?" Xianlan looked at Yan Nange in confusion and asked in return.
"Yes. It's not an illness, but it can still be life-threatening. Xianxian, you possess the Ruoshui Tianmei physique, a rare find even in a thousand years. In the thousands of years of history on the Jinshi and Fengyun Continents, there are only four recorded exceptionally beautiful and talented women with this physique, and you might be the first in the last thousand years. Women with the Ruoshui Tianxiang physique, due to their naturally occurring water-like bones and different constitutions, have never lived past the age of twenty-one." Yan Nange glanced at Xianlan's expression; she looked somewhat somber upon hearing this.
"But it's not without a way, it's just that the method is rather bizarre. However, it's very simple for us." Yan Nange whispered a few words in her ear.
Xianlan's little face immediately turned bright red. She playfully punched his shoulder with her small fists and said coquettishly, "My husband is so naughty, so naughty!" Chapter

186: Heartfelt Love
(10-21 10:18:20, 1882 words)

"Xianxian, you possess the ethereal beauty of water, while I possess the pure yang of heaven. After we unite, we can use dual cultivation to nourish each other. This will not only benefit both of our bodies, but your constitution will also be greatly improved, and you will live longer and become even more beautiful... Is that alright?" Yan Nange said to her with a smile.
"Mmm!" Xianlan murmured softly, almost involuntarily. Hearing herself agree so readily, Xianlan blushed, her smooth forehead and beautiful neck turning red.
"What's wrong with me? Why don't I even have any restraint?" Xianlan thought, her eyes radiating a happy glow, though she herself didn't realize it.
Yan Nange, however, saw the radiant happiness in Xianlan's shy eyes—a result he never expected. Thinking of their time cultivating together, Yan Nange's heart warmed. His hands, which had been holding Xianlan's small feet to warm them, couldn't help but gently knead them a few times.
Xianlan's breathing quickened as Yan Nange's large hands kneaded her. Her feet were already very sensitive, and even his touch was intoxicating; this kneading sent an endless tingling sensation through her, leaving her utterly powerless.
Xianlan looked at Yan Nange with her beautiful, watery eyes, her gaze dreamy and unfocused; she was moved.
Seeing her like this, Yan Nange quickly stopped what he was doing. They were in the carriage, and there were two other people sitting outside. Besides, things couldn't be rushed; feelings grow stronger with time, like fine aged wine.
Yan Nange gave Xianlan a mischievous smile. Xianlan looked at him reproachfully, annoyed that he had teased her yet suddenly stopped and laughed at her like that.
In their exchange of glances, a sense of understanding unexpectedly arose.
"Xianxian, you can call me brother from now on." Yan Nange smiled at Xianlan, giving her a heads-up.
"Okay. Brother..." Xianlan lowered her head and peeked at Yan Nange. Seeing him smiling at her, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.
"He's so naughty!" Xianlan thought to herself. He really did make her feel safe and secure, like an older brother. It was more considerate than calling him husband.
"Xianxian, there's something I forgot to tell you. I already have three wives at home, and two more aren't with me. So, I already have five wives, and you're the sixth. I wonder if you can accept that." Yan Nange actually suspected he had deliberately ignored this.
"Really? That's wonderful! I've always longed for brothers and sisters, and I never thought that wish would come true so quickly. Thank you, brother!" Xianlan said happily, even her cute little feet couldn't help but tremble. She cupped Yan Nange's face in her small hands and gave him a sweet kiss on the lips through her veil.
Xianlan had always longed for siblings to surround her, to give her family and warmth. Now, Yan Nange was practically her brother, and more than that, he was her future husband, and he had so many sisters in his family! It was wonderful, so wonderful!
Xianlan sat back down, her face flushed with excitement, her beautiful blue eyes shining with joy. Yan Nange, while surprised by her enthusiasm, also sensed her genuine happiness. It seemed that heaven truly favored him, making everything so simple and smooth. Because of this, he felt even more obligated to cherish these blessings and make them happy, his duty and responsibility.
Thinking of his beautiful darlings, Yan Nange felt a surge of pride. He was determined to make them happy and joyful, and to make them proud to have such a husband. How could he not achieve great things for these devoted women? Yan Nange's resolve and belief in achieving great things only strengthened his resolve. No matter how many difficulties and dangers lie ahead, he should face them bravely, because only with great power and strength can his wives be safe.
This is a chaotic world; all temporary peace will be shattered. There are no hidden paradises, only constant struggles. Yan Nange is determined to build his own world amidst this endless struggle!

Chapter 187: Deep Affection
(10-21 10:18:21, 3342 words)

"I'm glad Xianxian likes it. Your sisters will definitely like you," Yan Nange said with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness. Tenderness is the least he should possess towards his wives. Women are made of water; they are meant to be cherished.
"Mmm!" Xianlan, the stunningly beautiful woman, nodded happily. Her joyful expression completely changed her former alluring demeanor; she was clearly a cute little girl.
Yan Nange shook his head and smiled, affectionately reaching out to stroke Xianlan's head. Xianlan, immersed in this tender moment, removed her veil, her small hands grasping Yan Nange's slender, warm hand, pressing it against her delicate face, her eyes closed as she gently rubbed it. A long, comfortable sigh escaped her nose.
Yan Nange, enjoying Xianlan's affectionate touch, closed his eyes, savoring this beautiful moment.
Silence spoke volumes; everything was understood without words.
"...Fortunately, there are still good people like my brother, otherwise this world would be truly terrible." Xianlan sighed suddenly, recalling her experiences, and placed her small hands on Yan Nange's large hands that were warming her feet.
Yan Nange looked at Xianlan with pity, knowing she was thinking of unpleasant memories again. Xianlan gazed at Yan Nange with deep affection and smiled sweetly.
This smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, winter turning into spring, indescribably beautiful. It made Yan Nange stunned.
Seeing Yan Nange staring at her in a daze, Xianlan smiled even more sweetly and brightly. What woman doesn't like her beloved to be stunned by her beauty? That's more vivid than any words of praise.
"Giggle!" Xianlan giggled, wrapped her arms around Yan Nange's neck, and leaned in to give him a sweet kiss. This time, there was no veil between them, and their lips intertwined, gently and greedily sucking each other's saliva. In that instant, their affection was intense.
Their lips parted, and Xianlan kissed Yan Nange's cheek again with her sweet, delicate lips before sitting back down, her pretty face flushed.
They gazed at each other deeply for a long while, then smiled in unison. Their feelings had been elevated to a new level with that passionate kiss. Their affection for each other was now profound, without any sense of distance, as if they had known each other for centuries, this moment not a first meeting but a reunion across lifetimes. Everything felt so natural and intense.
Yan Nange tightened his grip on Xianlan's little feet, and Xianlan smiled even more beautifully and sweetly, her adorable toes tickling his palms a few times. Both of them felt a sweet warmth in their hearts, a wonderful feeling.
"Brother, kiss Xianlan!" Xianlan's beautiful blue eyes gazed longingly at Yan Nange, her arms outstretched like a baby, waiting for his tenderness. She was overwhelmed with emotion.
Love is so intense that it's hard to control oneself; a fleeting moment of beauty can vanish in an instant.
Yan Nange allowed her to hold him tightly, and their lips and tongues couldn't help but intertwine again. The "tsk tsk" sounds and "ee-ya!" made Liu Fang, outside the carriage, extremely embarrassed. He wanted to ignore it, but the sounds couldn't be resisted, leaving him both amused and exasperated. He secretly admired this lord's skill.
Looking at Ouyang Lanye, who seemed completely unfazed, Liu Fang couldn't help but admire him. Although he was young, look at his composure! If he knew that Ouyang Lanye was just used to it and didn't take it seriously, he wondered what Liu Fang's expression would be.
Ouyang Lanye smiled as he looked at the occasional glimpses of green in the distance. From this, it was clear that Tai Xuan Manor was truly a treasure land, already covered in lush grass, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers. Ouyang Lanye sighed, thinking of his hometown. When could he return? Of course, not like this, but to restore his kingdom. He decided against it; it was too far away. He should first establish his own power with his elder brother. Ouyang Lanye stopped thinking and began considering how to proceed with his work.
Xianlan's small mouth and her nimble, smooth tongue were sweet and delightful, making Yan Nange reluctant to let go. Xianlan also thoroughly enjoyed this intoxicating intimacy. Although this was only her second kiss in her entire life, she undeniably possessed talent. The first time, her response was awkward, but now she knew how to take the lead and try new techniques.
Xianlan wrapped her arms around Yan Nange's neck, closing her eyes and passionately kissing him, her nose occasionally emitting alluring snorts. However, Yan Nange didn't make any more vigorous moves. Although Xianlan wouldn't object, there were two grown men listening outside. Going too far would make Xianlan ashamed to face others later, and the willow shed would also be embarrassed. His younger brother was fine; it wasn't anything new. But Xianlan had to be seen, because she was his future wife, and those outside were his brothers. If Yan Nange couldn't grasp this balance, then he wouldn't be Yan Nange.
After a gentle, bumpy ride, the carriage finally came to a stop.
"Xianxian, do you want to get off?" Yan Nange asked the beauty in his arms.
"Brother, no, I'm cold," Xianlan said sweetly.
"Okay, baby, wait for brother in the carriage." Yan Nange affectionately kissed Xianlan's cheek and set her out of the carriage.
"Master, this is the slaves' training ground," Liu Fang said humbly, standing beside the carriage.
"Good! Good place! Very good! Haha!" Yan Nange laughed heartily.
It was an incredibly spacious courtyard, Yan Nange estimated to be about two li in circumference. Surrounded by mountains and many forests, it was a very secluded place. Moreover, the courtyard was enclosed by high walls, so even if discovered, it wouldn't be immediately visible.
The gate faced east. Rows of houses lined the west and north sides, while the south side had training grounds like sandpits, clearly recently prepared; the sand, judging by its color, was freshly dug and still damp.
"This used to be a mine's quarters, but we abandoned it. However, in case of unforeseen needs, someone has been keeping it in place. It can currently house two thousand people, and with future expansion, it can easily accommodate tens of thousands. We have plenty of grain; it's not far from the village, so supplies can be delivered anytime. For water, there are several streams and springs in the courtyard. For fuel, there's a special black ore from the mountain that we can burn; just ensure good ventilation. We've already sent dedicated internal affairs personnel here. Training will be handled by Zhang and Li, the two in charge. We'll also send some elite personnel to help train these people. What do you think, Your Excellency?" Liu Fang cautiously looked at Yan Nange.
"Very good. I'll come often too. Training is crucial; we must do this most basic thing well, as it's the foundation for our future development. Who's in charge here now?" Yan Nange asked.
"Vice General Zhang Xiaotian greets Your Excellency. While Generals Zhang and Li are absent, this humble servant and Vice General Zhao Guangyue will be in charge. Vice General Zhao is busy with other matters, and this humble servant will await Your Excellency here," a robust and imposing man said, kneeling on one knee. The Tai Xuan Manor's troop organization is basically based on the military's structure, so they all have military ranks, but their numbers are not as large as the army.
"General Zhang, you've worked hard. Is General Zhang married?" Yan Nange helped the burly and strong man to his feet. One look at his deep eyes told Yan Nange that this man was loyal and certainly capable. Yan Nange liked this kind of person. He wasn't afraid of betrayal, and he could get things done efficiently, making him trustworthy. He wondered what kind of person Vice General Zhao was. Yan Nange would find time to meet the key members of the manor properly to see if everyone was using their talents to the fullest. The development of the entire Tai Xuan Manor depended on his control; he couldn't afford to be careless.

Chapter 188 The Mansion
: 10-21 10:18:22 Word Count: 3050

"Reporting to Your Excellency, this humble servant is not yet married." Zhang Xiaotian was grateful for Yan Nange's concern. He greatly admired Yan Nange, especially his martial arts skills and outstanding leadership qualities, which he greatly respected. Following such a master, there was no possibility of failure. This was also the thought of the vast majority of people in Tai Xuan Manor.
"Then you will have to work harder. Generals Zhang and Li both have families and cannot stay here permanently. This is also an opportunity, so seize it!" Yan Nange said with a smile, patting the shoulder of his subordinate who was a few years older than him.
"Thank you, Your Excellency! This humble servant will certainly live up to Your Excellency's expectations!" Zhang Xiaotian bowed excitedly. He knew that Yan Nange was giving him a chance. As long as he performed well, he would definitely have a bright future. Zhang Xiaotian's heart was surging, and his respect for this master grew even stronger.
More than two hundred strong slaves—no! Now they should be called men, because they were no longer slaves. More than two hundred burly men stood in unison on the training ground. On the high platform before them stood a god-like man, his face cold and his eyes like lightning. He stood there like a towering mountain, inspiring awe and reverence in everyone present. The aura he exuded was so overwhelming that it almost suffocated them.
Without a doubt, this was Lord Yan Nange.
"Today, you stand here, and you will no longer be who you were before. You are not slaves, but warriors, heroes! I, you, and everyone present will become friends, brothers, and comrades-in-arms. Together we will strive to build an empire and a world that belongs to us!" Yan Nange declared loudly, his voice rising and falling with passion and fervor. The two hundred-odd burly men below, along with everyone present, were stirred by Yan Nange's words; they were incredibly persuasive.
"We swear to serve our Lord to the death!" Zhang Xiaotian shouted, kneeling on the ground.
"We swear to serve our Lord to the death!" The crowd was so excited they didn't know how to express themselves, but someone had taken the lead, and they all knelt down and shouted. In fact, none of them knew what the Lord meant. When people act impulsively, they lose their composure, selling themselves out and then counting the money for someone else. Fortunately, this time they weren't impulsive and made a mistake.
Yan Nange looked at the kneeling Zhang Xiaotian with admiration. This man was truly capable, quick-witted, and decisive; he would give him more opportunities in the future.
For future development, relying solely on the current leaders is definitely not enough. We also need to cultivate and promote a large number of talented individuals. Only in this way can we ensure the smooth expansion of our power. Without talent, we have nothing. This is Yan Nange's summary of various historical power struggles.
Lessons from the past serve as guidance for the future!
"Please rise, everyone! I am glad that you are willing to fight alongside me, but I think we should no longer kneel before me. I hope you can all stand tall and speak to me. I need warriors like that! Alright, now Vice General Zhang will explain the discipline and requirements to you." Yan Nange finished speaking in a deep voice, glanced at the standing crowd, gave Zhang Xiaotian an encouraging look, and then strode away.
Yan Nange walked towards the carriage, Zhang Xiaotian's powerful voice echoing behind him. Yan Nange liked this voice very much; soldiers should have that kind of brave and powerful aura.
"Mr. Liu, I will be moving to the fort this afternoon. Can you arrange accommodations?" Yan Nange looked at Liu Fang, who was looking at him with reverence.
"I've already made arrangements. The Lord's mansion has always been well-managed, and we can move in anytime. I also arranged some servants and guards last night. If the Lord has any further requests, we can arrange more." Liu Fang spoke with great respect, his heart warmed by Yan Nange's words. Men, after all, almost all have an immense desire to accomplish great things.
Especially when Yan Nange said, "Let's build an empire of our own." While this might seem grand now, how can one achieve great things without lofty goals and ambitions? In fact, building one's own empire is everyone's dream, but most people dare not say it aloud, fearing accusations of arrogance. But so what if one is arrogant? Are kings and generals born with a special destiny? Legends are created by people, and who can guarantee that we won't create a great legend tomorrow? Liu Fang is willing to fight for this great goal!
"Then that's settled. Let's go back to the fortress first. I'll make arrangements for Xianxian, and I'll move in this afternoon." Yan Nange gazed into the distance. He would soon rule this land, and while shouldering responsibility, he also felt immense joy and pride. The future was undoubtedly bright.
"My lord, let's go now. We can leave this to Deputy General Zhang. He's led many soldiers and is very capable and experienced. You can rest assured. Besides, we have three hundred soldiers here to keep things under control." Liu Fang also greatly admired Zhang Xiaotian.
"Then let's go." Yan Nange naturally agreed with Liu Fang's words. He also liked Liu Fang and his team's efficiency; they were experienced and thought of everything in advance, handling things perfectly without him having to say a word. This way, he only needed to manage the overall situation and direction, saving him a lot of worry. Yan Nange was pleased.
Liu Fang followed Yan Nange into the carriage, while Ouyang Lanye stayed behind to protect Xianlan in case of any accidents. Yan Nange was impressed by his subordinate's quick thinking and their tacit understanding; he was simply happy. Yan Nange thought he must help Ouyang Lanye grow stronger as soon as possible so he could entrust him with more important matters. Right now, he was still too weak!
Two quarters of an hour later, the carriage stopped.
Yan Nange stepped out of the carriage, gazing at the antique, vermilion two-story building before her. While both were red, the Flame Palace evoked a sense of awe, while this place exuded warmth and tranquility. Yan Nange
used her light
-footed skill to look around. The incredibly spacious courtyard was filled with green grass and trees, a stream, and wooden pavilions; nature and harmony emanated an indescribable elegance. Yan Nange fell in love with this place at first sight. Within
this expansive inner courtyard were a stream, a hot spring surrounded by trees and artificial hills, and a small lake—surprisingly, not man-made, but a natural lake, also surrounded by dense forest. Looking at the clear lake water, Yan Nange couldn't help but imagine the enchanting scene of a beautiful woman playing in the water.
Wandering through this courtyard gave Yan Nange a sense of exploring a secluded paradise. Yan Nange greatly admired the designer of this villa; it was truly ingenious. However, what Yan Nange liked most was the lush green lawn. She imagined how comfortable it would be to lie there and bask in the sun.
The massive red building nestled among the distant woods is the Flame Palace. This complex has two levels; Yan Nange is currently standing in the inner courtyard. This courtyard, spanning about half a mile, is separated from the outer courtyard by a high stone wall. The outer courtyard is just as beautiful as the inner one, also surrounded by high stone walls, and together with the inner courtyard, it covers approximately two miles in diameter. What impresses Yan Nange is that these high walls don't feel oppressive or harsh; instead, they enhance the harmonious beauty of the entire residence.
Yan Nange feels that this main mansion has a touch of a city within a city.

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