[Fantasy] The Great Sage's Joyful Heaven (Complete) - Chapter 31

Chapter 310 Red Powder
: 10-21 10:19:34 Word Count: 3106

Qin Shuangwu only smiled faintly at Yan Nange's praise; of course, Yan Nange sensed this smile from her beautiful eyes.
"The subtle fragrance on Miss Qin is that of the Dream Flower, isn't it?" Yan Nange sat down and asked gently, a warm yet slightly wicked smile playing on his lips.
"Yes." Qin Shuangwu knew Yan Nange had smelled that fragrance before.
"The giant blue tree you saw, Miss Qin, should be called the 'Dream Tree,' right? I've seen it before. It grew normally, and wasn't as huge as the one you saw, but it still bloomed." Yan Nange said.
"Really...really? Then does Young Master have a way to restore Shuangwu's appearance?" Hearing Yan Nange's words, Qin Shuangwu's peaceful heart was once again stirred.
"I'm truly sorry, I have no way to do it right now. But I will try. If I find a way to restore the talented woman's face, I will go to her." Yan Nange said apologetically. Qin Shuangwu had already told him all her past stories, but he had no way to help her, which was really inexcusable.
"Young Master Yan, there's no need to apologize. You listened to Shuangwu's old stories and were even frightened to see Shuangwu's terrifying face. This has eased the knot in Shuangwu's heart that has been weighing on her heart for so many years. Shuangwu is already very grateful to you." Qin Shuangwu was somewhat disappointed, but she was used to disappointment, so she didn't take it too to heart. On the contrary, she felt much more cheerful than before, because she had finally spoken out her long-suppressed feelings, and for the first time, a man had seen her true face. Life wasn't so regrettable anymore. A perfect life doesn't exist, and she was used to imperfection. Rather than saying that she was at peace, it would be more accurate to say that she had given up a certain struggle.
“Miss Qin, Yan Nange’s Purple Gold Ornament Auction is in three days. I wonder if you could lend me your support?” Yan Nange suddenly remembered the purpose of his trip.
“Of course, as long as Young Master Yan doesn’t find my skills too rudimentary.” Qin Shuangwu smiled.
“How could I? If Miss Qin’s unparalleled skills are considered rudimentary, then what in the world isn’t?” Yan Nange smiled.
“Young Master Yan is so good at flattering people. No wonder so many women are infatuated with you. Even the Han Yan family member offered herself to you. With just your words, you must have won the hearts of countless women.” Qin Shuangwu said playfully.
“I never imagined Miss Qin had such an innocent and charming side. Yan Nange’s trip has been worthwhile.” Yan Nange said with a smile.
"Shuangwu is only seventeen. In Father and Mother's eyes, I'm still a child." Qin Shuangwu's beautiful eyes sparkled with a dreamy light. Perhaps realizing her words sounded a bit coquettish, her fair forehead and delicate ears blushed crimson.
"Yes, you really are just a little girl. I'm older than you, so I'll be your older brother," Yan Nange said with a smile, his eyes full of pity.
"..." Qin Shuangwu blushed even more, thinking to herself how bold and straightforward he was. Had he always treated other girls this way? But looking at his expression, it was full of sincerity and pity for her. Seeing her like this and still feeling pity for her, this affection was something to cherish.
Qin Shuangwu wasn't a pedantic person, and naturally she was happy to have such an older brother. Come to think of it, she had been too lonely. For so many years, she had immersed herself in books and arts, and had never had a confidant. Yan Nange, however, found herself very compatible with her. His carefree, sunny disposition and his delicate, considerate nature captivated her. She knew she wasn't entitled to hope for such a man to love her, but having someone to confide in, to be his confidante, was happiness enough. She would no longer be lonely.
Yan Nange continued to smile, his gaze fixed intently on Qin Shuangwu's changing expression, knowing she was considering and hesitating. A woman like her, though possessing a higher spirit than others, still harbored feelings of inferiority.
No one is immune to feelings of inferiority and regret regarding their own flaws, no matter how nonchalant or confident they appear.
Yan Nange greatly admired Qin Shuangwu for her exceptional magnanimity and wisdom. Such a woman could be both a confidante and a wife.
Although Qin Shuangwu's face was intimidating, Yan Nange could accept her as a wife without removing her veil. To say he could accept her without the veil would be somewhat self-deception, unless under certain specific circumstances.
However, Yan Nange was only thinking about it. For now, they could only be confidants. As for what would happen in the future, who could say for sure?
"Okay. Then Shuangwu will call you Brother Yun." Qin Shuangwu had thought it through and said generously.
"Then I'll call you Wu'er. Wu'er, why don't you just call me Brother? I'm used to that." Yan Nange said with a smile.
"Brother." Qin Shuangwu called out to Yan Nange in a sweet voice, her charming and innocent appearance making Yan Nange's heart flutter.
This "Brother" contained countless emotions, and anyone who understood matters of the heart could understand what it meant. Yan Nange wasn't stupid, and naturally understood as well.
"Wu'er, I'm very happy to see you like this. I like seeing your innocent and cute side." Yan Nange said with a smile, his face showing an extremely gentle expression, and he felt even more affection for Qin Shuangwu.
"Brother, you are truly wonderful," Qin Shuangwu said in a trembling voice. She felt Yan Nange's understanding and tenderness towards her. In truth, what she longed for most was to be a happy, innocent little girl, able to act spoiled and silly as she pleased. That was the real her; the person others knew was merely a mask to conceal her flaws.
True friends are hard to find; to find one is such immense fortune. Qin Shuangwu had found one, in her imperfections, in her loneliness. In these circumstances, she met Yan Nange, a man who was fatally alluring to any woman, and who understood and cherished her. It was conceivable that she would inevitably dedicate herself to him like a moth to a flame. As for the outcome, she didn't care; she didn't need to. A fleeting moment of happiness was better than a lifetime of unhappiness.
"Wu'er, if you don't mind that your brother has many wives, you can stay by my side," Yan Nange said with a smile. The tenderness in his eyes moved Qin Shuangwu deeply, filling her with overwhelming happiness, and she almost agreed.
But Qin Shuangwu thought of her own appearance. Even if he didn't mind, it didn't mean his wives at home wouldn't. After all, they weren't palace maids who had to endure her because of their duties. Moreover, if she were among them, becoming one of his many wives, she might have less contact with him and fewer opportunities for heart-to-heart talks. Besides, his wives were all likely very beautiful and outstanding; placing her among them, he might quickly forget her. It would be better to remain his confidante, someone he would cherish. (

Chapter 311, Mianmian
, 10-21 10:19:35, 2977 words)

Although this was painful, it might be better for everyone. If she were also exceptionally beautiful, even if she were an ordinary-looking woman, she would throw herself into his arms without hesitation. Life inevitably has regrets and sorrows; to receive his pity would be enough for Qin Shuangwu.
Having thought it through, Qin Shuangwu had made her decision.
"Brother, once you've arranged the time, just have someone inform Wu'er. Wu'er will definitely be there on time," Qin Shuangwu said with a smile, changing the subject instead of responding to Yan Nange's words.
Yan Nange saw the sadness in Qin Shuangwu's eyes. Being a smart man, he naturally understood her thoughts. He hadn't expected her to be so deeply in love with him. And they had only just met. He was moved, but also deeply saddened.
But since she had made this choice, Yan Nange didn't want to say anything more. Everyone has the right to choose, and he couldn't guarantee that a special woman like her would truly be happy and unharmed by his side. He could only try to spend as much time with her as possible these next few days; that was all he could do. Yan Nange felt a pang of sadness, a sense of life's helplessness.
Leaving Qin Shuangwu's residence, thinking of her sorrowful yet forced smile at their parting, Yan Nange naturally felt uneasy. Life is sometimes so helpless; even if a princess is a top-tier martial artist, what then?
Yan Nange desperately missed Xiangxiang and Lingxi, his heart filled with bitterness. Even with countless beauties, without them, there was still regret.
When he arrived at Si Mianmian's residence, Yan Nange felt listless and almost turned back. But remembering that he had only just begun, he could only replace his bitter smile with a bright one and go inside.
"Iron Horse and Golden Spear" describes her zither playing as evoking the thrill of a battlefield, a clash of swords and spears, a life-or-death struggle. The beautiful yet melancholic name "Si Mianmian" truly captures the essence of this talented woman.
A blue robe reveals her sorrow, two lines of clear tears flow as she reflects her heartbroken thoughts.
Without seeing Si Mianmian, one cannot know what a "tearful beauty" truly is, nor what true "pitiful charm" means.
When Yan Nange entered her boudoir, she was bandaging the wounds of an injured little bird. The bird's occasional mournful cries caused her tears to drip incessantly onto the sandalwood table. Her poignant, sorrowful, and compassionate expression, the tear-filled glint in her long eyelashes, the shimmering light in her eyes, her delicate and frail figure—all these stirred in Yan Nange an overwhelming urge to hold her close, to cherish and pamper her. She simply evoked a deep longing to protect her.
However, Yan Nange did not lower his guard. He subtly sensed her body with his divine sense and, upon confirming that she was indeed just an ordinary woman, he withdrew his divine sense. He watched as she earnestly bandaged the little bird's wound. A girl's earnest expression is very endearing, especially when such a delicate beauty like her is focused.
Yan Nange had heard Han Yan mention the identity of "Iron Horse and Golden Spear" Si Mianmian; she was the princess of the Baiyue Kingdom.
The Baiyue Kingdom was a small country on the Eurasia Continent, nestled among five major powers. Its territory was very small, only the size of a province of a large country like the Tang Kingdom. It was not rich in resources, but its scenery was beautiful, with lush mountains and clear waters everywhere, including many of the continent's most famous scenic spots.
The Baiyue Kingdom's economy mainly relied on tourism revenue. In addition, the musical instruments made by the Baiyue people were world-renowned and also an important source of income.
Surviving in such a precarious situation was inherently difficult, and the Baiyue Kingdom was weak in both national strength and military power. Since the dawn of civilization, this country has been the target of bullying and exploitation by five powerful nations. If it weren't for the fact that these nations needed such a country as a buffer between them, it would likely have been annexed by any of them long ago.
As the princess of such a puppet state, the plight of "Iron Horse and Golden Spear" Si Mianmian is unimaginable. From the moment she became famous, she was the object of many people's desires, yet neither she nor her country could change this.
She is fifteen years old this year, and at seventeen she will reach marriageable age, at which point she will marry the victor among her rivals. Being a princess, yet treated like a commodity to be seized, is a helpless tragedy.
But to make her country's name resound even brighter, she still travels between countries, using her unparalleled zither skills to gain greater fame.
"Iron Horse and Golden Spear" Si Mianmian emerged from seclusion at the age of thirteen, winning the title of one of the Four Great Talented Women, the youngest and the first to achieve fame among them. How much untold sorrow lies within such a girl? Only heaven knows.
Yan Nange looked at her face and saw that she was a woman with a gentle appearance but a strong heart. He thought that the reason "Iron Horse and Golden Spear" Si Mianmian's zither music had a warlike tone and a sense of conquest was because of her injustice and struggle against life, a denunciation and resistance against the evil deeds of various countries that bullied her land and people. She must regret being a woman, unable to achieve great things in this male-dominated world; if she were a man, she would surely be an unparalleled hero admired by the world.
Yan Nange sympathized with the weak, but he admired and respected even more those who refused to be weak and dared to fight.
While fate may play a role in one's life, the outcome depends more on one's own struggle. "
My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens," this was the voice in Yan Nange's heart.
Releasing the wounded bird, "Iron Horse and Golden Spear" Si Mianmian turned her head and looked at Yan Nange. Her face was beautiful and pure, like crystal-clear spring water. Her beautiful eyes were clear and deep, like two pools of autumn water, rippling with deep affection and longing. Yan Nange's heart trembled violently, for that gaze was all too familiar, its meaning all too clear—she had fallen in love with him! And before this, they had never even met.
Yan Nange didn't understand why "Iron Horse and Golden Spear" Si Mianmian had revealed such deep affection for him on their first meeting, but undeniably, Yan Nange was always a man powerless against a woman's affections. Once he sensed that a woman was sincere towards him, or if he felt pity for her, and both sides were half-heartedly accepting, the woman was unlikely to escape.
"Iron Horse and Golden Spear" Si Mianmian's current behavior had stirred pity in Yan Nange, and she, too, harbored feelings for him; the atmosphere between them was somewhat ambiguous.
Yan Nange said nothing, walking directly to Si Mianmian, the "Iron Horse and Golden Spear," and cupped her delicate face in his hands. Their eyes met, and her face flushed crimson, but she didn't pull away from his grasp. Instead, her eyes were filled with affection as she looked at Yan Nange, as if encouraging him to take things further. (

Chapter 312 Who Understands
: 10-21 10:19:35, 3236 words)

Yan Nange could easily understand the meaning in Si Mianmian's beautiful eyes. He kissed her tender red lips, gently and tenderly. Although her face was flushed with shyness and her body trembled, she still gazed intently at Yan Nange kissing her. Their passionate eyes met, entwined, as if they wanted to stay like this forever, inseparable, until death do them part. Their hot, wet lips and tongues intertwined passionately, as if they wanted to devour each other.
Whether it was love at first sight or destiny, they both cherished the warm, intoxicating feeling.
Leaving Si Mianmian's residence, Yan Nange walked down the bustling street.
Amidst the crowds, Yan Nange didn't see anyone; he was still lingering on the intoxicating kiss he'd shared with Si Mianmian.
Si Mianmian had told Yan Nange that she had long heard of his fame and desperately wanted to meet him, that she admired him greatly, and even loved him. Her trip to Black Dragon City was specifically to see Yan Nange; even if he hadn't come to her, she planned to find him anyway, because she wanted to support her lover's auction.
But she hadn't expected Yan Nange to come to her. The moment she saw him, the suppressed emotions within her surged forth uncontrollably. She wanted to be his woman, even if only for a day. She knew that she and he probably had no future; being with him for a while, giving herself to him, was enough for her. As for the future, she hadn't thought about it.
Yan Nange had no reason to refuse such a devoted woman. He said he would pick her up that evening and told her that she would be his wife from now on, and anyone who tried to take her away would pay with their life.
Si Mianmian was completely captivated by Yan Nange's confidence and boldness, and even more moved by his declaration that she was his wife. She willingly offered him another kiss.
When Yan Nange arrived at the entrance of Xinxiang Inn, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.
Before returning home last night, Yan Nange went to the training ground and instructed Generals Zhang and Li, who were temporarily stationed there, to bring the remaining recruits to Black Dragon City today. They were familiar with the city's terrain. Yan Nange then instructed them to take the soldiers to Flying Dragon Square to find Zhang Xiaotian or Li Yuanfeng. Yan Nange estimated they should be arriving soon. He planned to go check on them this afternoon and arrange tonight's gang purge operation. This was a crucial matter and could not be taken lightly.
"Ice Beauty" Yuan Ziyi was painting, with Shi Yanshu standing beside her, admiring her work. Both were engrossed in their work.
This was the scene Yan Nange witnessed when he entered Yuan Ziyi's boudoir. The two beauties stood together, both with jade-like faces and star-like eyes, breathtakingly beautiful.
Although Shi Yanshu was dressed as a dashing young gentleman, it did not detract from her beauty; instead, it added a charming and captivating quality, making her even more unforgettable. Standing next to the ethereal and otherworldly "Ice Beauty" Yuan Ziyi, they complemented each other perfectly.
Yan Nange didn't disturb the two stunning beauties who were engrossed in their painting, but quietly stood aside, also admiring the scene intently.
The "Ice Beauty" Yuan Ziyi was painting a picture of crabapple blossoms after the rain. The crabapple blossoms were already in full bloom, their pure white and delicate petals seeming to exude an alluring fragrance, capturing the essence of the flowers. She began to paint the final raindrops, and after a few free strokes of her brush, a vibrant and lifelike picture of crabapple blossoms after the rain appeared on the paper.
"Sister Yuan's painting is so beautiful, even more beautiful than what Shu'er has seen, and the artistic conception is also more profound. Sister Yuan, when will you teach Shu'er to paint, so that Shu'er can also paint such beautiful pictures, instead of Father and Brother saying that I know nothing about painting all day long? Oh, and Sister, you also need to teach Shu'er some skills in appreciating ancient calligraphy and paintings. I want to hold my head high in front of Father and Brother and be a great man." Shi Yan Shu said excitedly, her charming and silly appearance extremely touching.
"Ice Beauty" Yuan Zi Yi washed her paintbrush, put it in the brush holder, looked at her painting, and smiled gently.
"Shu'er, I've wanted to teach you for a long time, but every time you find all sorts of excuses to avoid it. I suspect that your determination and enthusiasm are always just words. Hehe." "Ice Beauty" Yuan Zi Yi covered her mouth and laughed.
"Sister Yuan, how could you do this? You always expose other people's shortcomings. Luckily no one heard, otherwise Shu'er would be so embarrassed." Shi Yan Shu stamped her foot and complained coquettishly, her adorable little girl appearance a far cry from the solemn and composed demeanor she displayed in front of everyone yesterday.
"I'm so sorry, Miss Shi, I really didn't mean to." Yan Nan Ge's magnetic voice, filled with laughter, rang out behind them.
Both girls screamed in fright and jumped back simultaneously. Their reactions were exceptionally quick, but Yuan Zi Yi, not knowing martial arts, only jumped back instinctively, while Shi Yan Shu assumed a stance that could be used for both offense and defense.
Seeing Yan Nan Ge standing there with a smile, both girls blushed.
Shi Yan Shu blushed because she was shy; he had overheard her embarrassing moment, making her very ashamed.
"Ice Beauty," Yuan Zi Yi blushed because she was happy to see Yan Nan Ge again, but also because she felt a little shy about this happiness.
"You're so annoying! How could you eavesdrop on other girls' conversation?" Shi Yanshu stomped her feet angrily at Yan Nange, her expression more like flirting than settling a score.
"Ice Beauty" Yuan Ziyi and Yan Nange exchanged a glance and laughed. They found this little girl incredibly amusing; her hands-on-hips, haughty demeanor was both adorable and hilarious.
"You, you're still laughing. You..." Shi Yanshu was so angry with them that tears welled up in her eyes, and she stood there sobbing pitifully. Her crying was unexpectedly endearing and pitiful.
Seeing Shi Yanshu cry, the two men felt embarrassed and stopped laughing. They quickly tried to comfort her.
"Oh dear, little Shu'er, your face is all messed up from crying, you look like a little kitten, not pretty at all," Yuan Ziyi gently wiped her tears and soothed her softly.
"Sister, you're so mean! You bullied me with outsiders. Waaah... I'm going back to tell Grandpa... You bullied me... You spread rumors about me... Waaah..." Shi Yan Shu buried her face in Yuan Zi Yi's arms, sobbing and crying as she hugged her neck. The more she thought about it, the more wronged and embarrassed she felt, and the louder she cried became. Yuan Zi Yi's clothes were soaked, and her neck was covered in a warm, damp patch, which was extremely uncomfortable.
"Shu'er isn't a girl who cries easily. She's usually like a boy. How could something so big make her so embarrassed and aggrieved that she's crying like this today? And even if she were embarrassed and aggrieved, given her personality, she should have hit him. Could it be... could it be that Shu'er has fallen for him?" Thinking of this, Yuan Ziyi smiled bitterly. Everyone said he was very charming, and his attraction to women was fatal. She didn't believe it before, but now she did. First, she herself, and then this little girl in her arms who never cared about men, had both fallen for him, and they had only known each other for a day. Who can understand a girl's heart? Matters of the heart cannot be judged by common sense.

Chapter 313 Family
: 10-21 10:19:36 Words: 3505

Yan Shu's crying was like a flood. No matter how Yuan Ziyi tried to coax her, she couldn't stop. On the contrary, it seemed to be getting worse.
“Miss Ten, Yan Nange was wrong. After I finish making a set of purple-gold jewelry for Yuan Cai Nu, I’m willing to make another set of purple-gold jewelry for you, as my apology. Is that alright with you, sir?” Yan Nange said with a smile.
“Waaah… um… I’m not an old man. You… um… you have to keep your word, or I’ll come find you… um… to settle the score.” Shi Yan Shu sobbed like a child, speaking haltingly.
Shi Yan Shu didn’t know what was wrong with her. Being known by Yan Nange made her incredibly embarrassed. Their laughter made her feel extremely wronged and ashamed, and she couldn’t help but cry. She forgot that Yan Nange was someone she was supposed to befriend for the sake of her family, and she forgot that she had only met him three times. She forgot her manners and cried her heart out.
The more Yuan Ziyi tried to comfort her, the more aggrieved she felt. She wasn't crying because of Yuan Ziyi, but because Yan Nange had overheard her outburst and she felt embarrassed. Yet, he wouldn't apologize or comfort her, making her feel incredibly wronged and causing her to cry even harder.
Now, the moment Yan Nange mentioned apologizing and softening his stance, her grievances vanished. Hearing that he would have a set of jewelry made for her, she was actually overjoyed. Regardless of how precious the jewelry was, the fact that he would personally tailor it for her made her happy. Shi Yanshu had never
considered why she valued and cared so much for a man she had only met three times. If she had thought about it, she would know that she had placed him in a very important place in her heart; she had fallen for him.
At noon, Yan Nange treated Yuan Ziyi, Wan Renwang, Qian Shanxun, and Shi Yanshu to lunch at Furong Residence.
Although they had only recently arrived in Black Dragon City, they were already aware of the renowned Furong Residence. Although their status was quite prestigious in the Reincarnation Continent, they hadn't been able to eat when they first came together, as reservations were required three days in advance. They also knew that those who dined here were not ordinary people, but mostly individuals of high status.
However, when they came with Yan Nange, they discovered that Yan Nange actually had a VIP room. Moreover, the waiters treated them with exceptional respect, quickly filling the table with their best dishes and bringing out the finest wines.
"Brother Bai, are you quite familiar with the owner here?" Shi Yanshu asked curiously. They had become even more acquainted that morning; the five of them got along very well and were not bound by conventional norms, already addressing each other as brothers and sisters, thus bringing them even closer.
"I suppose so. If you ever want to eat here again, just come. This VIP room is always reserved for me; just put it on my tab," Yan Nange said with a smile.
"Great! Then Shu'er won't be polite. I'll definitely come often! Sister Yuan, will you come with me for meals next time? Mmm...it's so delicious!" Shi Yan Shu said sweetly, stuffing food into her mouth.
The four smiled at her; Shi Yan Shu looked so innocent and adorable.
"I'm truly amazed by your current level, both in martial arts and your background. I've never heard of anyone your age reaching this level. I really didn't know you'd already reached the highest level of martial arts, the Ascension to Immortality, by my age," Wan Renwang said, full of admiration for Yan Nange's martial arts. In his opinion, only someone of Yan Nange's level could possibly reach the legendary Ascension to Immortality.
Yan Nange smiled. He naturally knew that even if he reached that level, it wouldn't be the Ascension to Immortality, but the Godhood realm. Once he cultivated a divine body, he would naturally be a god.
"Brother Wan, you flatter me too much. I'm not as capable as you say; I was just bluffing," Yan Nange said modestly.
"By the way, I wanted to ask you four. You seem to have known each other for many years. Is there some connection between your families? Of course, if it's inconvenient to talk about it, then there's no need to answer," Yan Nange asked with a smile, looking into the eyes of the four.
"Brother Yun, what are you saying? This isn't a secret. In fact, most people on the Reincarnation Continent know about it. We, the Wan, Qian, Baili, and Shi families, are the four great families of Han Yao Kingdom, the second largest country on the Reincarnation Continent. Our four families have a long history, existing almost since the beginning of the Reincarnation Continent, but the friendship between our four families only began before the founding of Han Yao Kingdom," Qian Shanxun raised his cup. Everyone took a sip and ate a few bites of food before he continued.
"Our four great families were originally four nomadic tribes. Later, with the development of civilization, we settled down and each established our own clan power. Because we were dissatisfied with the tyranny of the former Jin Nan Kingdom, the four great families united to fight against the Jin Nan regime. Later, our power continued to grow, and finally we overthrew the Jin Nan regime and established the Han Yao Kingdom. Because our Qian family was the leader of this alliance and had the highest prestige, we sat on the throne. The Wan family, the Shi family, and the Baili family became the three most powerful and influential families in our Han Yao Kingdom. The three of us, plus Baili Xian, are the future heads of our families in this generation. As for Yuan Cai Nu, she is the eldest daughter of the Yuan family, the largest and wealthiest family outside of our three great families. She may also be the future head of the family." Qian Shanxun said with a smile, while eating delicious food from time to time.
"I see. When I entered the hall yesterday, apart from Zi Yi, only the three of you and Baili Xian caught my attention. Let me tell you my impressions at the time and see if my guess is accurate." Yan Nange said with a smile.
All four nodded, eager to hear what impressions Yan Nange, this expert, had of each of them.
"When I entered the hall, only four people turned to look at me the instant I entered. Their gazes were different, but all equally extraordinary. I immediately sensed that these four were no ordinary people.
The first was Brother Wan. Your eyes, initially calm, suddenly flashed like lightning. I sensed you possessed profound martial arts skills. Your style must be powerful and forceful. Judging from your appearance, I believe you will surely achieve great wealth and high status in the future, second only to the emperor.
The second was Brother Qian. Your gaze was serene, and you even gave me a slight smile. Brother Qian's appearance..." You appear like a scholar with no strength to even kill a chicken, but I sense a commanding aura about you, a kingly presence that commands respect. Looking at your face, Brother Qian, I see the countenance of an emperor; I guess you are a prince of some country. I feel you have the world in your heart, compassion for all humanity, and are destined to be a wise ruler.
Moreover, you possess unparalleled martial arts skills; you should have few rivals. Brother Qian's martial arts have reached a high level of inner strength and a return to simplicity. If you have more time and a moment of enlightenment, you could reach the level of a grandmaster.
The third person is Baili Xian. Judging by his rough appearance alone, one might assume he is a reckless man. If someone truly believes this, they will suffer greatly in any confrontation with him, for this is a grave mistake. When he looked at me, his initial disdain and contempt were followed by a glint in his eyes, his pupils darting rapidly. I discerned that he was a treacherous individual, and not just any ordinary treacherous, but exceptionally ruthless. I believe he always attacks from behind, for his face conceals a despicable and treacherous nature.
His martial arts, however, are of pure, masculine power, likely originating from the renowned, long-established righteous sect—the Blazing Sun Sect—which once held influence across two continents; his status is probably not low. I must be wary of this person; any future interactions with him should be cautious. "Be extra careful. We can't be friends.
The fourth person is Shu'er. I can tell you're a stunning beauty disguised as a man. I think you're around fifteen or sixteen. Your eyes sparkled when you looked at me, almost tangible. I think your skill is very high, no less than Brother Wan's. You've cultivated the 'Immortal Lake Reflecting the Moon' divine skill of the Immortal Zen Sect, reaching the third level, with shimmering waves like silk. You have a delicate and intelligent face, kind and persevering, your nobility is beyond words. She will surely have the destiny of becoming an empress.
That was my impression of you at the time, I wonder if it's accurate?" Yan Nange asked with a smile.

(Chapter 314
: Confession of Love, 10-21 10:19:37, 3176 words)

The four were stunned by Yan Nange's words, their minds filled with only one thought: Is he even human?
Yan Nange's guess was absolutely correct, which is why the four were so surprised. He could guess so much with just a glance; they couldn't help but be shocked by Yan Nange's words.
Yan Nange wanted to shock them, thus solidifying his position in their hearts. Although this was inappropriate for friends, they weren't at that level yet. If they were truly close friends, Yan Nange wouldn't need to do this.
Yan Nange had his reasons for doing this. He knew he had recently offended many powerful figures, potentially causing trouble for himself and Tai Xuan Manor. Therefore, he wanted to plan ahead, cultivating friendships and uniting all possible forces. This way, if things came to a complete breakdown with those powerful figures or even the country, he wouldn't be fighting alone. He also knew his own worth and wanted to fully utilize everything he had to win allies and friends.
"Brother Bai, how did you figure out our martial arts style and sect? We haven't even fought!" Shi Yanshu asked Yan Nange with curiosity and admiration.
The other three also looked curious.
"It's really nothing. When your skills reach a certain level, you'll have the ability to discern the yin and yang attributes of others' skills. As for the sect, I learned about it from some seniors. It just so happens that I've heard about the external manifestations of the martial arts practiced by Shu'er and Baili Xian, so I knew about it. It's just a coincidence," Yan Nange said with a smile.
The four of them no longer believed that Yan Nange's actions were a coincidence. They all felt that he was an unfathomable person, profound and unfathomable. This naturally made them admire Yan Nange even more and were even more determined to befriend him (and admire him even more).
"Brother Bai, you're really amazing. By the way, you haven't told us your first impression of Sister Yuan yet. Tell us about it," Shi Yan Shu said coquettishly.
Wan Renwang and Qian Shanxun exchanged glances and smiled knowingly when they saw Shi Yan Shu's charming appearance.
Yuan Ziyi didn't say anything, but her face was red, both shy and eager to know Yan Nange's impression and opinion of her.
Yan Nange smiled, raised his cup, and drank some wine with the four of them. Then, looking into Yuan Ziyi's beautiful eyes, Yuan Ziyi, though shy, did not back down. She met his gaze, her beautiful eyes filled with affection.
"The first time I saw Ziyi, I felt that she lived up to her name, aloof and noble, pure and otherworldly, like an ice goddess."
At that moment, the skin of the woman in purple, exposed beneath her snow-white robes, was translucent and crystalline, like solidified ice jade, shimmering with a cool, captivating beauty that stirred the imagination and exuded boundless charm and allure
. Her facial features and body curves were incredibly beautiful and profound, like a sculpture, inspiring awe. Her eyes were like glaciers under the moonlight, mysterious and pure, an untouchable beauty.
The woman in purple seemed like a perfect statue accidentally left behind by heaven, yet imbued with vibrant life.
The mortal world was too noisy, too filthy. I felt she didn't belong to this world; this world didn't deserve a fairy like her.
A group of richly dressed men sat in the elegant hall, while she held a jade flute of emerald green, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, lost in thought.
Her expression was serene, yet radiated an unparalleled aloofness. I felt her aloofness wasn't arrogance, but rather an inherent quality; she was born a cool and proud person.
Before playing the flute, Zi Yi sighed deeply.
From that sigh, I knew she was a woman of innate pride, unable to tolerate the darkness and filth of the world, wanting to escape, yet bound by ties that prevented her from leaving its clamor. Her body unable to be free, she could only choose to let her heart be free, a freedom tinged with loneliness, for she had no kindred spirit.
In the flute's melody, I saw Zi Yi's life—more sorrow than joy, more loneliness than happiness.
In truth, Zi Yi's sigh was for me; she hoped I could understand its meaning. The flute music was also for me, hoping I could understand her life, her joys and sorrows.
I understand now, so after this gathering, I will keep her by my side, ensuring her future ease and happiness. I will now trouble you two elder brothers to propose marriage on my behalf. "Yan Nange said with a smile, no longer looking at Yuan Ziyi's surprised, joyful, and shy eyes, but instead looking at Wanrenwang and Qianshanxun.
They all knew that Yan Nange was incredibly charming, but they never expected him to be so bold as to confess his love to Yuan Ziyi in front of everyone.
Wanrenwang, Qianshanxun, and Shi Yanshu were first impressed by Yan Nange's deep understanding of Yuan Ziyi, then blushed at his unwavering praise of her, and finally were completely overwhelmed by his bold declaration of love.
The expressions of the three of them could be described in two words: wonderful.
Shi Yanshu's expression also contained two more flavors: bitterness. Yuan
Ziyi's expression could be expressed in four flavors: bitter, spicy, sour, and sweet.
Yan Nange's words stirred up the bitterness and heartache of the past, and at the same time, they also made her heart The air was filled with sweet happiness. They had thought love was unattainable, but now they possessed it. One moment they were on the edge of a cliff, the next they were in paradise.
Yan Nange had said this because he could tell that Wanrenwang and Qianshanxun didn't have romantic feelings for Yuan Ziyi. He had already noticed that Shi Yanshu was interested in him, and this was a way to test her reaction. Yan Nange also liked Shi Yanshu; she was lively, cheerful, resilient, and highly skilled in martial arts, making him feel at ease and comfortable.
Since his household already had so many beautiful women, Yan Nange naturally wouldn't mind adding another.
Wanrenwang, Qianshanxun, and Shi Yanshu remained silent for a long time before realizing they hadn't responded to Yan Nange.
"Brother Yun is indeed no ordinary person; he's generous and straightforward. That's no problem. In fact, with your current reputation, even if you married the princess of my Han Yao Kingdom, I think my father would readily agree." "Our family and Ziyi's family have been friends for generations, so leave this matter to me, Brother Wan, and Shu'er." Qian Shanxun, being the most influential of the three, readily agreed.
If Yan Nange married Yuan Ziyi, he would naturally take care of the Yuan family, and since Qian Shanxun had helped Yan Nange, Yan Nange would naturally feel comfortable refusing Qian Shanxun's suggestions, which would be beneficial to both sides. As the future ruler, Qian Shanxun's friendship with Yan Nange was laying the foundation for his future, and not just any foundation. He had no reason to refuse. Even if this matter was extremely difficult for him, as long as there was hope of success, he would do it without hesitation. Chapter 315:

Love at First Sight
(10-21 10:19:37, 3012 words)

"Brother Yan, how can you be so annoying? You didn't even ask if Sister Yuan liked you before arbitrarily suggesting that Brother Qian and Brother Wan propose marriage?" "Shi Yan Shu said angrily, her pretty face turning pale.
It wouldn't have been a big deal, but it made Yuan Zi Yi, who was enjoying her happiness, quite embarrassed. She wondered if Shu'er was jealous.
"Hahaha." Yan Nange laughed loudly.
Wanrenwang and Qianshanxun, however, dared not laugh, for they could see that Shi Yanshu was on the verge of a fit; her face had already turned pale.
Yuan Ziyi gestured to Yan Nange with her eyes to stop laughing, for she too had noticed Shi Yanshu's unusual expression.
Yan Nange smiled slightly; he, too, had noticed Shi Yanshu's expression. If he couldn't see that, he would have wasted all his reading and the time he had spent with so many beautiful wives.
Next, Yan Nange did something that nearly made Wanrenwang, Qianshanxun, and Yuan Ziyi's jaws drop.
Yan Nange, who was already sitting next to Shi Yanshu, smiled brightly at everyone, a smile brimming with confidence.
He suddenly grasped Shi Yanshu's small, snow-white right hand and gently stroked her smooth, warm hand with his other hand.
"Shu'er, hasn't Brother Yan made a mistake again? I'd like to ask our beautiful Miss Shu'er to accompany your Sister Yuan for a while. Will that forgive me?" "Yan Nange spoke gently in his deep, magnetic voice, his tone soft and slow, possessing a captivating power.
Regardless of Shi Yanshu's reaction, the three people beside her were all mesmerized by his words, as if in a dream. Their hearts were filled with boundless tenderness.
The moment Yan Nange grasped Shi Yanshu's small hand, she forgot her previous emotions, her heart pounding wildly. Then, as Yan Nange's warm hand caressed the back of her hand, the incredibly tingling sensation..." Her delicate body trembled, her whole body burning with heat, feeling as if she were floating on air.
A sudden, intense desire surged within her; she longed to be held in Yan Nange's arms, to be cherished by him. At the same time, she felt a tremor beneath her, and a warm liquid flowed out, filling her with both fear and pleasure—an indescribable joy. She didn't know what was happening; she only knew to gaze at Yan Nange with her now watery, spring-like eyes, her rosy lips slightly parted, as if beckoning him to cherish and love her.
This was, in fact, the inevitable reaction of a celestial beauty meeting a celestial masculinity—yin and yang meeting, incomparably pleasurable. Because Yan Nange's dual cultivation skills were profound, he felt nothing, but Shi Yan Shu was just a young girl experiencing her first love; how could she withstand Yan Nange's caresses? If Yan Nange were to use any more techniques or fragrance at this moment, Shi Yan Shu would surely lose control, allowing Yan Nange to take her in front of everyone. Yan Nange, of course, wouldn't allow such a thing to happen; the consequences would be dire for Shi Yan Shu. Shu would never be able to face anyone again.
Yan Nange dared not touch Shi Yan Shu's hand again, for he could already see that the little girl was aroused. Her eyes were glazed, her expression coquettish, her skin flushed, and nectar was already flowing from her body—others could already smell that familiar, alluring fragrance. Yan Nange hadn't expected Shi Yan Shu to be so sensitive; just touching her hand was enough to make her react like this. If it were... Yan Nange's mind was already filled with the erotic scene of her yielding to his desires. He quickly composed himself, thinking to himself, "What a little vixen.
" "Shu'er, do you want your brother to devour you right now? Don't worry, only you can hear this," Yan Nange said with a smile, using telepathy to speak to Shi Yan Shu, who was still gazing at him with infatuation.
Startled by Yan Nange's words, Shi Yanshu suddenly realized what was happening and felt an overwhelming sense of shame. However, she didn't feel angry at his flippant words; instead, she thought how wonderful it would be if he were holding her right now. She knew about matters between men and women; she had read books on that topic during her cultivation. Her master said it was something she had to learn, although she didn't know what use it was. She had never experienced such a surge of desire, her body burning with heat.
But Shi Yanshu knew she had absolutely no resistance to him. If he wanted her, just holding her would be enough for her body to betray him, and as for her heart? She couldn't say. She had no experience with love, only knowing that she liked seeing him.
Shi Yanshu's cultivation was not weak; she knew Yan Nange was trying to bring her back to her senses to avoid embarrassment in front of others. Soon, with the help of her sect's internal energy cultivation method, she calmed down. Her lower body was wet. Shi Yanshu gave Yan Nange a look of mixed love and hate, her gaze complex, filled with too many emotions.
Yan Nange smiled slightly, her little face flushing red again, and she dared not look at him anymore.
This was utterly astonishing to everyone present. They never expected that Shi Yanshu, after being gently touched by Yan Nange's hand, would not only not be angry, but instead appear affectionate. Although she calmed down later, the three men still saw her captivating charm, an unparalleled beauty, completely unlike her usual boyish demeanor.
Coupled with her alluring glances at Yan Nange (actually, it was a roll of the eyes), and then this shy beauty, the two grown men had only one thought: "Damn it!"
Wanrenwang and Qianshanxun truly couldn't believe Shi Yanshu had such a moving side. However, it seemed that this only happened in front of certain people. Their admiration for Yan Nange at this moment was beyond words. To make two stunningly beautiful women, who usually didn't show any respect to men, fall in love with him after only two or three meetings—what else could he be but a Casanova?
"Yes! Brother Yun, when I came, my tenth uncle told Brother Wan and me that he's been worried about Shu'er's marriage. Although Shu'er is still young, her personality is like a boy's, which might not be good in the long run. So he asked me to find a suitable son-in-law. Brother Yun, I think you're knowledgeable and talented, and you must know many heroes and outstanding people. I'll have to trouble you with this matter." Qian Shanxun finished speaking and exchanged a big laugh with Wan Renwang.
"Definitely, definitely! With Shu'er's exceptional talent, I must help her find a good husband. Ouch!" Yan Nange exclaimed, as Shi Yanshu pinched his waist hard.
Shi Yanshu smiled and put some food on Yan Nange's plate. She smiled brightly.
"Brother Yan, Shu'er thanks you in advance." Shi Yanshu said coquettishly, giving Yan Nange a charming look. Her captivating charm and sweet tone made the three grown men feel a chill run down their spines.
Yuan Ziyi smiled. She and Shi Yanshu were close friends, and seeing that Shi Yanshu liked Yan Nange made her very happy. Especially seeing the appearance of her youngest daughter, who was so cute and charming, even as a woman, she had to admit Shi Yanshu's charm. The luncheon ended happily, and Yuan Ziyi and Yan Nange agreed that Yuan Ziyi would go to Yan Nange's place after the conference. Shi Yanshu also agreed to stay with her for a while. As for

social etiquette, Qian Shanxun and Wan Renwang said it wouldn't be too late to make up for it later. They believed that the Yuan family would allow such a thing, because this future son-in-law could bring their family boundless glory. As for their daughter's happiness, that would have to wait. Fortunately, they had already seen Yuan Ziyi's happiness and sweetness, so as friends and brothers, they were relieved. As for asking Yuan Ziyi to perform, that was a given; she was going to marry him anyway, so what was there to say? The group parted ways, and Yan Nange, to save time, used his light-footed skill to fly over. Because of his incredible speed and high altitude, no one noticed him flying through the sky. The area around the Tianlong Square venue was bustling with activity, densely packed with people buying invitation cards. Seeing this scene, Yan Nange was genuinely worried that the venue wouldn't be able to accommodate everyone on the day of the conference. It seemed the venue needed expansion, and he wondered if there would be enough time. Yan Nange muttered to himself. Just like yesterday, when Yan Nange arrived, Zhang Xiaotian, Zhang Yuehu, Li Tenglong, and Li Yuanfeng were having lunch inside the venue. Seeing Yan Nange arrive, they all stood up to greet him. Yan Nange gestured for them to sit down and continue eating, then found a chair and sat down himself. "Yuanfeng, I see there are more and more people; this venue still seems too small," Yan Nange said with a smile. "Don't worry, brother, the expansion will be finished tonight, and the interior will be arranged overnight. The number of participants in this conference, based on the entry tokens, is already 50,000, and that number is growing rapidly. We now have to print a large number of entry tokens ourselves to supply the buyers," Li Yuanfeng said happily. "I'm glad you understand. Generals Zhang and Li, you two will come with me to meet Lan Ye later; the operation will take place tonight. I'll leave this to Xiaotian; with so many people, you'll have to work hard," Yan Nange said. "Don't worry, my lord, these brothers are all quick-witted and obedient. You two generals can go and do your work with peace of mind," Zhang Xiaotian said. Yan Nange could see that he had absolute confidence in him, which put his mind at ease. "Brother, your reputation is growing ever wider. This morning, your earth-shattering roar and how you single-handedly defeated a hundred assassins have made your name even more renowned. You didn't see it, brother, but when you roared, all the women in the square screamed like madmen. Even the men said you were incredibly heroic. However, brother, you really need to be careful in the future. Although you intimidated everyone in Black Dragon City today, and your deeds will be known throughout both continents, I'm afraid there will still be desperate criminals who would rather die than risk their lives to cause trouble. I think you should bring some guards; that would be safer." Li Yuanfeng said, first with joy, then with some worry. "My lord, the three of us also believe that you should have your own guards. Although your martial arts are unparalleled, you are still just one person. We would like to select twenty-four guards for you from this group of brothers. They are all quick-witted, physically strong, skilled in hand-to-hand combat and archery, and their lightness skills have also improved after this period of training. These twenty-four are the most outstanding among this group of brothers, and they were brought back by you, my lord," Zhang Yuehu said solemnly. "Very well. You mean those twenty-four men who look like brothers?" Yan Nange asked with a smile. He knew they were referring to the twenty-four guards of Xianlan. Thinking of their strong and sturdy figures, and the perseverance and loyalty on their faces, they were indeed excellent guards. With his guidance, they could become a formidable elite force. "Let's discuss the guards after this matter is over. Tonight, I will come with two generals to lead the operation. Xiaotian, select a thousand men and let them rest early so they will be more alert in the latter half of the night," Yan Nange said to them with a smile. Two o'clock in the afternoon, at Yan Nange's old residence. "Black Dragon City is now a melting pot of all sorts of people. The city's guards and patrols are keeping a close watch on everything, making this operation very difficult. We have to operate with absolute secrecy; if even one point is exposed, our entire plan will fail. Therefore, this operation may not be as simple as we originally imagined, which is why several of us will be involved. Ideally, we would split up and wipe out these gangs simultaneously, but although we have many men, only five of us are familiar with the terrain, and only four of us can control the situation, so that's definitely not feasible."

"Let's settle for second best and use another method. According to Mr. Liu's investigation of the Black Dragon City gangs, there are seven major gangs and more than a dozen smaller gangs, totaling over four thousand people. The seven major gangs alone account for over two thousand people, so we'll start with those seven." Yan Nange looked at Zhang, Li, Fang, and Lan Ye, who all nodded in agreement, waiting for Yan Nange to continue.
"We'll still split up, into five groups, targeting the five strongest gangs among the seven: the Money Gang, the Axe Gang, the Green Robe Gang, the Red Scarf Society, and the Righteousness Gate.
I'll be responsible for eliminating the Money Gang, the strongest in terms of numbers and strength. General Zhang will be responsible for eliminating the Green Robe Gang, General Li for the Righteousness Gate, Mr. Liu for the Axe Gang, and Lan Ye for the Red Scarf Society.
Lan Ye will still lead the people here; it's close to the sect you're responsible for, making the operation easier."
Generals Zhang and Li, Mr. Liu, and the four of us will stay here for now. After dark, we'll go to our respective gangs to familiarize ourselves with the terrain and situation. We'll also take some quick-witted and skilled brothers with us to keep an eye on their movements. At 11 PM, we'll go to the venue to gather our forces for the operation. I've already had Xiaotian select 1,000 men for this operation.
Generals Zhang and Li will each lead 300 men, Mr. Liu will lead 300 men, and I'll lead 100 men. I'll go buy a timer for Lan Ye later. We should all be in position by midnight, and then we'll all start the operation at 12:30 AM, aiming to finish by 2 AM.
Based on my observations, with the strength of our brothers and the fact that we're taking them by surprise, we should be able to complete the first raid without any casualties.
The second step is to wipe out all the remaining gangs before 5 AM. I'll be responsible for wiping out two of the remaining seven major gangs, the Little Knife Society and the Overlord Gate. I'll give you detailed information about the smaller gangs later; they're all located near the major gangs you're responsible for. "Let's familiarize ourselves with their situation and the terrain when it gets dark. Make sure everything goes smoothly." Yan
Nange glanced at the four men, who all nodded in understanding. "The purpose of this operation is

cleansing , not massacre. So, those who can be spared will be spared, but they must be dealt with properly and not discovered. They cannot allow a single person to escape our control, otherwise we will put ourselves in danger. After our operation, we must leave enough manpower there to guard the area. That's all I have to say. Do the four of you have anything to add?" Yan Nange finished speaking and asked the other four. "Master, hehe, would using sleeping potions work?" Liu Fang asked somewhat embarrassedly, feeling it was a bit despicable. "Of course, does Mr. Liu have a place to get good sleeping potions?" "Yan Nange had actually considered using sleeping potions, but he didn't have time to make them himself, nor did he know where to buy them. So he never mentioned it. "Your Excellency, you may not know, but Old Liu is a master at making sleeping potions," Li Tenglong said with a smile. Yan Nange really didn't know; he was completely unaware of the abilities of the five chief stewards, just as he wasn't very familiar with Tai Xuan Manor. Yet, it was precisely this person, who knew nothing about these things, who was the master of Tai Xuan Manor, the respected and revered lord of these heroes. Things in this world are truly unpredictable. "That's wonderful, it saves us so much effort. Mr. Liu, please use them, it would be best to give some to the two generals and Lan Ye. Don't think this is dishonest; we care about results. They are not good people either; even if we killed them all, it wouldn't be unjust. What's wrong with using some sleeping potions? Besides, we never claimed to be heroes. It's just that these brothers won't have the opportunity to train. Haha." Yan Nange laughed despicably. It was the first time anyone had seen Yan Nange display such a despicable expression, making them feel uneasy. They thought to themselves, "So our Lord (Big Brother) has such a despicable side." However, being despicable was better than being arrogant. One had to be despicable to deal with these people. Liu Fang had already witnessed Yan Nange's cunning, but this was the first time he had seen him laugh so lewdly. He thought to himself, "So our Lord can be really despicable sometimes. But being despicable is good. Since ancient times, those who achieve great things have been despicable; this is called 'Those who achieve great things don't concern themselves with trifles.' When people wholeheartedly worship and admire someone, everything about them seems good, even the bad. " At midnight, Yan Nange sat atop a towering tree in the large courtyard of the Money Gang. The leaves weren't particularly dense, but they were enough to provide cover on this moonless night. In other hidden places were a hundred warriors. The Money Gang, the largest gang in Black Dragon City, had five hundred members. In fact, considering the large population of Black Dragon City … The fact that the entire city's gang population was only around four thousand was definitely not a large number. Not just a small number, but a very small one. Looking through the annals of gang history, the proportion of gang members in Black Dragon City was an exceptional case, or perhaps even a miracle. Black Dragon City was probably a place where miracles were created; its public security, economic development, and the living standards of its citizens were all exemplary and miraculous. All of this was related to the diligent governance of the Sima family; one could say the Sima family were the creators of this miracle that brought prosperity to the region. The small number of gangs in Black Dragon City was undoubtedly closely related to the city's strict crackdown on crime. Yan Nange suspected that if it weren't for the Huang family's collusion with these gangs, the number of gangs in Black Dragon City would be even smaller. This Huang family needed to be eliminated as soon as possible to prevent them from causing further harm. Yan Nange gave the Huang family another heavy sentence. Yan Nange's divine sense remained constantly active, observing all movements within a one-mile radius. The main source of income for these gang members wasn't protection money, but robbing merchants from other places. They usually kill tourists to cover their tracks, and also commit adultery. Because they operate covertly, the authorities are unaware of the extent of their crimes. Their methods are extremely despicable and vile, as few of them possess any real skill; they rely solely on vile tactics. Yan Nange's decision to use drugs against them is a form of fighting fire with fire, and also a form of retribution. The information Liu Fang obtained came from an insider. After reviewing their cases, Yan Nange wanted to eliminate them all. However, eliminating them all would be arbitrary; there might be some less wicked individuals among the villains. To give them a chance, Yan Nange instructed them to avoid killing as much as possible. Instead, they should investigate before killing, acting as a righteous act. Checking the timer, Yan Nange drifted into the courtyard like a ghost and began his attack. Simultaneously, Ouyang Lanye also checked the timer, waved his hand, and the twenty-four Senyun Kingdom warriors followed him into the Red Turban Society's courtyard, which was already surrounded. The twenty-four men each ran towards their own... The men, some patrolling, some on guard duty, moved with the agility of cats, swift and nimble. Reaching their targets from behind, they delivered a swift, powerful blow to the back of the head, silently knocking them down, dragging them into the shadows, tying them up, and gags. The operation was a success. They quickly flicked a small, cotton-filled pebble over the wall. Seeing their success, the next group sneaked in, reaching the windows of the gang members' quarters and blowing in the sleeping pills. To be safe, they blew in extra, as some brothers had already observed their quarters beforehand, ensuring their actions weren't unfounded. After blowing the sleeping pills into the first group of rooms, they immediately began blowing them into the second. The twenty-four Senyun soldiers, having completed their task, quickly followed Ouyang Lanye to the vicinity of a wooden building. Because it was a secluded courtyard, their actions were unlikely to be detected by the two guards. This was the residence of the Red Turban Society leader, a skilled fighter.

Ouyang Lanye channeled his inner energy and blew the sleeping gas over. Because of the wind, the gas quickly reached the two men. Seeing them sway, the two men swiftly rushed over, covering their mouths and noses with their large hands, which were covered in the sleeping gas, and dragged them to a dark corner. While the two men were binding the two guards, Ouyang Lanye silently leaped onto the second-floor balcony, and the sleeping gas was quickly blown in through the window cracks.
The one-minute window for anyone to faint had passed. Ouyang Lanye made a move, and a dozen men nimbly leaped up, while the rest remained hidden as lookouts.
The group quietly used daggers to pry open the door latch and silently entered. Using the dim starlight outside, they surrounded the large bed, but even after they had bound the man and woman on the bed, they didn't wake up. All their caution had been for nothing. "This sleeping gas is really powerful," someone muttered to themselves.

Chapter 318, Three Halls
: 10-21 10:19:39 Word Count: 3158

By four in the morning, with the extensive use of sleeping powder and drugs, Zhang Yuehu, Li Tenglong, Liu Fang, and Ouyang Lanye easily completed their mission. Yan Nange, relying on his martial arts skills, also easily completed his own mission; his hundred warriors brazenly bound and hid the gang members who had been acupunctured. All of this was done quickly and silently.
At this point, the purge plan had succeeded; all that remained was the cleanup. Leaving enough manpower behind, Yan Nange and the four met at the pre-arranged location.
While the people of Black Dragon City were still dreaming, the Xiaoyao Sect had already taken control of Black Dragon City's underground forces, or rather, replaced them.
Before the operation, Yan Nange had given orders: everyone entering these gang residences should be detained until everything was dealt with. Those who venture into the hideouts of these gangs are unlikely to be good people; whoever does is simply unlucky.
Upon arriving at the agreed-upon location, seeing all five present, everyone smiled happily, indicating the operation had succeeded.
Yan Nange discussed the aftermath with the four, telling them to rest well before parting ways.
The four said Yan Nange didn't need to handle the remaining matters personally; they could manage them completely.
Indeed, if he had to do everything himself, he, as the leader, would be exhausted to death.
It had been a long time since he'd had a truly leisurely day, but Yan Nange couldn't bear to be idle. Thinking of Xiangxiang and Lingxi, he felt that being idle would be a sin. Although there was no hope yet, he was still trying.
When Yan Nange arrived at the Joyful Inn, it was already five in the morning. He had been supposed to pick up "Iron Horse and Golden Spear" Si Mianmian the night before, but due to a last-minute change in plans, he had to cancel.
Guards were patrolling outside.
The light in Si Mianmian's room was still on. Yan Nange knew she was still waiting for him, and a wave of guilt and tenderness washed over him.
Yan Nange quietly entered Si Mianmian's boudoir. Under the lamplight, she stood there, gazing sadly at something.
Si Mianmian didn't see Yan Nange enter, so he quietly moved behind her, wanting to see what she was looking at. Yan Nange saw her holding a portrait of him, looking at it intently.
The portrait was incredibly lifelike, a perfect likeness of Yan Nange leaping from the paper. Si Mianmian stared at it, tears silently falling onto the portrait.
"Brother, why haven't you come yet? Do you think Mianmian is beneath you? Brother..." Si Mianmian sobbed, her voice like blood, picking up the portrait and pressing it against her face, tears streaming down her face.
If Yan Nange could still hold back his words at this moment, he wouldn't be a man. Besides, he hadn't wanted her to cry; he just hadn't had time to stop her.
"Mian'er, you're such a silly child," Yan Nange said softly, afraid of startling her too suddenly, he said this first. Then he hugged her from behind.
"Brother, is it really you?" Si Mianmian wondered if she was dreaming.
"Mian'er, look how sad you are. It breaks my heart." Yan Nange took the painting from her hands and used his tongue and hot lips to lick away the glistening tears and black ink stains on her pretty face.
Si Mianmian knew this wasn't a dream, because the sensation between his lips and tongue was tingling, and his embrace felt so real and warm, along with his unique scent. Si Mianmian hugged Yan Nange's neck tightly, bringing her small mouth to his lips, kissing him passionately. Her movements were clumsy, but incredibly passionate. Yan Nange embraced her fragrant, soft body, and the two kissed passionately, their lips and tongues intertwined, their longing boundless.
On May 30th of the 506th year of the Shenzong reign,
the Black Dragon City gang purge and its aftermath were completed with lightning speed. Most of the most heinous members of the various gangs were executed by the Xiaoyao Sect, their bodies thoroughly cleansed with bone-dissolving water. Those who hadn't committed any major crimes were controlled with drugs, awaiting the antidote after passing a test.
All gang residences were sold off and no longer used.
Liu Fang purchased three secluded mansions not far apart in Black Dragon City, and began digging interconnected secret passages and underground training grounds to serve as the Xiaoyao Sect's residence in Black Dragon City. The task of digging the secret passages and building the underground training grounds was undertaken by Qiu Heren, an expert in this field, leading a group of new disciples.
The new Xiaoyao Sect disciples who participated in the purge had already returned to Tianlong Square with Zhang Yuehu and Li Tenglong to maintain order and security, while the gang members were temporarily trained and supervised by Liu Fang and Ouyang Lanye.
To advance the Xiaoyao Sect, Yan Nange devised a plan to divide the newly trained disciples and gang members into three teams.
These three teams would be led by Zhang Xiaotian, Liu Fang, and Ouyang Lanye respectively. Zhang Xiaotian would lead 800 men, consisting of 400 new Xiaoyao disciples and members of the Baiyuan Gang, forming the Xiaoyao Sect's Blazing Fire Hall, responsible for the sect's underground rule in Black Dragon City and its external operations. Liu Fang would lead 600 men, consisting of 300 new Xiaoyao disciples and 300 former gang members, forming the Xiaoyao Sect's Dark Fire Hall, responsible for external intelligence missions. Ouyang Lanye would lead 800 men, consisting of 800 new Xiaoyao disciples, forming the Xiaoyao Sect's Netherfire Hall, responsible for clandestine operations such as assassinations and raids. The three would serve as the hall masters for their respective halls.
For security reasons, it was stipulated that no former gang members could be present when the hall masters met, and the three halls would undergo collective training for one month, with no one allowed to leave. After the training, all former gang members would be tested. Those who failed the test were all sent to the Bright Moon Mining Area to work as slave stonemasons, which could be considered a lenient approach. Although they hadn't done anything particularly evil, their role in aiding and abetting evil meant that killing them wouldn't be a pity.
Yan Nange would discuss the establishment of the three halls with the five main officials, Zhang Xiaotian, and Ouyang Lanye after the ornament auction.
In the morning, Yan Nange went to Black Dragon City to finalize the basic procedures for the event, leaving time for his wives to perform. Then, Yan Nange notified the beauties who would be performing for the event. The tenderness and sadness during the notification process need not be elaborated upon; it was certainly complex.
In the afternoon, Yan Nange returned to the manor and watched their performances with his overjoyed wives and maids. Yan Nange's wives were not merely beautiful; each one was talented and beautiful, and every performance was captivating.
Yan Nange now had a deeper understanding of his wives and cherished them even more. Any one of these wives could drive any man in the world mad with desire, yet they willingly remained by his side—what profound affection, what immense sacrifice! Yan Nange solemnly reminded himself once again that he must cherish each and every one of them, never letting them suffer the slightest grievance, and ensuring their happiness and joy. Otherwise, he would be unworthy of being a man.

(Chapter 319, News
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Tomorrow, at 10:00 AM on June 1st, the 506th year of the Shenzong reign, the Yan Nange Purple Gold Ornament Auction will be held at Tianlong Square in Black Dragon City, the second largest city on the Jinshi Continent. This auction is the largest event in the history of both the Reincarnation Continent and the Jinshi Continent.
According to the latest calculations by Mr. Li Yuanfeng (a respectful title for important figures), the organizer and person in charge of this auction, the number of attendees has already reached 80,000, and this number continues to grow.
Mr. Li estimates that by 10:00 PM tonight, when the sale of entry tokens ends, the number of attendees may exceed 100,000.
The distinguished guests attending this auction include royal family members from both continents, members of prominent families, wealthy merchants, and other well-known figures.
The number of attendees outside the venue is currently uncountable, but will not be less than 300,000. The city is practically deserted.
Attendees will enter the venue with their tokens starting at 3:00 AM tomorrow. There are 200 entry channels in total, with ten dedicated VIP channels in the VIP area.
This conference will feature a special performance by a mysterious VIP to enhance its prestige.
Ten sets of rare purple-gold jewelry will be auctioned; their rarity is beyond words, and after seeing them, you'll surely want to own them too.
Yan Nange held up a "Heavenly Crafts News" flyer plastered all over the streets, secretly chuckling at Yuan Feng's imagination; he seemed addicted to flyers. But these things were undeniably effective at advertising.
Yan Nange flipped it over and, sure enough, it was printed with the names of numerous shops and restaurants—they must have made a fortune again.
Yan Nange went to the venue and finalized the conference schedule with Li Yuanfeng for tomorrow.
"Yuanfeng, who will be hosting tomorrow's conference?" Yan Nange asked.
"I'll be the host and presenter for the jewelry auction. Oh, I almost forgot about the overall hosting and presentation," Li Yuanfeng said, slapping his forehead.
"No problem, I have a suitable candidate. Leave it to me," Yan Nange said with a smile, confident that his wife, Liao Xingchen, would be competent and enjoy the task. This was also a chance for her to hone her skills. Gold should shine.
"That's wonderful! I'm confident that your choice will be an absolutely stunning beauty, brother. I'm relieved. Haha!" Li Yuanfeng laughed heartily. He secretly vowed never to make such a mistake again. Luckily, his brother could handle it; otherwise, choosing just anyone would have ruined the entire auction.
"Brother Yan, the silver fish and fruit you sent are absolutely delicious. By the way, I'm going to lead my men to maintain order here today. Tell me about the situation here," Sima Feiyun said warmly.
"Second Brother Sima, this is Li Yuanfeng, my brother. He's in charge of everything here. Let him tell you. Yuanfeng, this is General Sima Feiyun, the commander-in-chief of our Black Dragon City garrison," Yan Nange introduced them.
"Yuanfeng greets General Sima," Li Yuanfeng bowed.
“Brother Li, don’t be so polite. Since you’re Brother Yan’s brother, you’re my brother too. Just call me Second Brother, like him.” Sima Feiyun returned the greeting. Firstly, he was giving face to Yan Nange and trusted his judgment; secondly, although Li Yuanfeng wasn’t particularly handsome, his eyes were sharp, his greetings were neither servile nor arrogant, and he was handling such a complex matter alone—he seemed to be no ordinary person. Furthermore, Li Yuanfeng gave him the impression of being shrewd but sincere, so calling him Second Brother was appropriate; such a person was worth befriending.
“Then I’ll call you Second Brother Sima. Second Brother Sima, I have a blueprint of the venue here; let’s take a look together.” Li Yuanfeng was naturally very happy to befriend such a person, and his respect for Yan Nange, his elder brother, deepened.
However, he was a reserved person and didn’t say much; it was more important to get down to business first.
The two spread out the blueprint and began to study it.
“Master.” Zhang Xiaotian had just returned from inspecting the outside and was very pleased to see Yan Nange there.
Sima Feiyun and Li Yuanfeng both turned around when they heard Zhang Xiaotian's voice. Li Yuanfeng greeted Zhang Xiaotian, while Sima Feiyun looked at him with surprise. His surprise stemmed from the soldierly bearing and valiant air Zhang Xiaotian possessed, and his deep, clear eyes suggested he was a wise and courageous general. He felt a surge of interest in Zhang Xiaotian, but he also guessed he was Yan Nange's subordinate, and judging from the respectful expression, recruiting him was hopeless.
"Second Brother, this is Zhang Xiaotian, an outstanding figure in my manor. He's in charge of our two thousand men this time; he's a truly brilliant and courageous individual. Xiaotian, this is General Sima Feiyun, the commander-in-chief of our Black Dragon City garrison," Yan Nange introduced.
"Zhang Xiaotian greets General Sima," Zhang Xiaotian bowed to Sima Feiyun.
"Commander Zhang is truly a talented man. It's a pity you're Brother Yan's man, otherwise I would definitely invite you to come with me," Sima Feiyun said regretfully after returning the greeting.
"Thank you for your praise, General. I, Xiaotian, will be at your command for the security of this conference," Zhang Xiaotian replied. He was astute and had already guessed the close relationship between Sima Feiyun and Yan Nange. He also noticed Sima Feiyun and Li Yuanfeng looking at the conference venue plans, knowing that Sima Feiyun was there to oversee the security of the conference.
Yan Nange and Sima Feiyun both showed expressions of appreciation, while Li Yuanfeng showed admiration. All three secretly praised Zhang Xiaotian's quick wit and insight.
"Xiaotian, you can discuss the defense matters with General Sima and Yuanfeng. Second Brother Sima, I have to go now. Xiaotian, you're in charge of the people in the manor. Thank you all for your hard work," Yan Nange patted Zhang Xiaotian's shoulder and then slipped away.
"That kid, he's got a peaceful life," Sima Feiyun muttered. Li Yuanfeng and Zhang Xiaotian exchanged a glance and chuckled secretly.
"Chen'er," Yan Nange called softly.
"Hmm?" Liao Xingchen nestled in Yan Nange's arms, responding sweetly.
"Tomorrow's jewelry auction is short of a host to explain everything," Yan Nange said softly, gently stroking the pretty faces of Li Fengxiao and Si Mianmian lying on his lap. The two girls closed their beautiful eyes and rubbed their smooth cheeks against Yan Nange's large hand, like two adorable kittens. Actually, they shouldn't be called girls anymore, because they had given their precious virginity to Yan Nange last night, and now they were his little wives.

Chapter 320 of the main text opens
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Jin Xingye also leaned against Yan Nange's chest, occasionally kissing his chin with her small mouth. Her charming and infatuated appearance made Yan Nange unable to resist kissing her again and again, resulting in a group of "little wives" taking turns kissing him.
Last night, Jin Xingye also gave herself to Yan Nange. After experiencing lovemaking, she became very clingy, unable to be separated from Yan Nange for a moment. However, she wasn't the only one like this; Li Fengxiao and Si Mianmian were the same. In fact, all the girls here were very clingy. What they liked most was being close to Yan Nange, so hugs and kisses were performed every now and then.
Yan Nange was naturally just as intoxicated as they were. What could be more wonderful than the sweet kiss of a peerless beauty? What could be more intoxicating than the jade body of a stunning beauty? Perhaps any man would like such a wonderful thing, but unfortunately, only Yan Nange had such good fortune.
"Brother, you want Chen'er to host this auction, right?" Although Liao Xingchen was immersed in her tender moments with Yan Nange, she quickly realized that her husband was fulfilling his promise from that day, giving her a chance to gain experience.
"Silly child, what do you think?" Yan Nange affectionately kissed her cheek.
"Brother, you're so good." Liao Xingchen was moved and hugged Yan Nange, giving him a passionate kiss, both intense and tender.
Their lips parted, and the two exchanged a sweet glance, smiling as they embraced.
The night was exceptionally enchanting, the atmosphere heightened by the high spirits of everyone present.
June 1st, 506th year of the Shenzong reign—a day destined to be etched in history.
At 5:00 AM, twenty extra-large, fiery red carriages departed from Tai Xuan Manor, each drawn by eighty fiery red horses. Each horse carried a dashing young warrior clad in light armor. This fiery red procession, bathed in the first light of dawn, marched majestically towards Black Dragon City.
This procession was naturally Yan Nange and his entourage, heading to the auction.
Nineteen of the twenty carriages carried the families of the five main figures and the people of Tai Xuan Manor attending the auction. The middle carriage carried Yan Nange's wives and maids.
Yan Nange, Xiao Song, and Zhou Shangmou rode together, discussing matters of the manor.
At 8:30 AM, the Tai Xuan Manor group arrived at Tianlong Square amidst the bustling crowd of carriages and people. Tianlong Square was crowded, yet orderly, thanks to the strict separation of entry channels and the imposing presence of soldiers maintaining discipline.
Yan Nange got into his carriage halfway through, noticing the many people already staring at him.
Surrounded by guards, the group entered the venue. As soon as Yan Nange, dressed in white, entered, the hall erupted in cheers: "Yan Nange! Yan Nange..." The shouts were deafening, especially the sweet screams of young men and women.
The wives and maids walking beside and behind Yan Nange were filled with pride and joy, for the thunderous cheers were for their beloved, their husband (and future husband).
The people of Tai Xuan Manor were also stunned by this astonishing scene. Such a thunderous roar from tens of thousands of people was a rare sight; they now truly understood the extent of their lord's fame and the height of his popularity.
At this moment, their blood boiled with passion, a deep sense of pride and honor, and even greater confidence in tomorrow. For the person these millions were chanting for was their revered leader, their guide, their champion!
Behind Yan Nange, a group of stunningly beautiful women, though veiled, still evoked a flurry of speculation, envy, and jealousy from both men and women.
At exactly ten o'clock, a resounding gong opened the auction for the Purple Gold Ornaments.
Beautiful zither music drifted through the quiet Tianlong Square, reaching everyone's ears.
To ensure everyone in Tianlong Square could hear the sound from the central stage, Li Yuanfeng had specially commissioned a wondrous sound system from a merchant on the Reincarnation Continent. It had been tested beforehand and worked perfectly; of course, it had cost a considerable sum—but for Li Yuanfeng, it was a drop in the ocean.
The zither music was dreamlike and ethereal, evoking memories of the past, even a fleeting glimpse of past lives. The profound and mysterious feeling immersed everyone in the melodious and captivating tune. At Tianlong Square, everyone was captivated, whether willingly or unwillingly, unable to escape the allure of the music.
From past lives to the present, memories surged like a tide, then suddenly, at the peak of their lives, they plummeted, heading towards tomorrow and the future, to the next life.
What the next life would be like, no one knew, for they had never seen it. But within this magical, dreamlike music, everyone experienced different lives in a trance. Was it truly the next life? They didn't know, and at this moment, no one dared to think of that question; simply being immersed in it was the most beautiful thing.
Except for Yan Nange, no one knew how much time had passed. Suddenly, at its most stirring moment, the music trailed off with a long note, abruptly ending. Yet, it didn't feel abrupt at all; instead, it evoked a feeling of exhilaration.
In the vast Tianlong Square, hundreds of thousands of people stood in complete silence; a pin drop would have been audible. Then, after a moment, applause erupted, growing louder and faster, like water droplets slowly forming streams from the rock face, then babbling brooks, then a rushing river, and finally a mighty, surging tide that echoed across the sky.
There were no cheers, only countless claps forming a symphony of praise, dedicated to the musician who had brought them such wondrous and beautiful experiences.
The applause continued for a long time until someone appeared on the stage and spoke.
"Friends," Li Yuanfeng called out in a powerful voice.
At Li Yuanfeng's call, the crowd quickly quieted down.
"Friends, distinguished guests, welcome to this unprecedented event! I am Li Yuanfeng, the organizer and auctioneer of the Yan Nange Purple Gold Ornament Auction.
This auction is the largest event in the history of the Reincarnation Continent and the Golden Stone Continent. There are 108,000 people inside the venue and 310,000 outside, bringing the total attendance to over 400,000. This grand event will be recorded in history, and you, distinguished guests and friends, are witnesses to this event and may even leave an unforgettable mark on history. I
will not list all the distinguished guests here. Now, please welcome the most important person in this auction, Mr. Yan Nange, and the host of the entire event, Ms. Bai Liaoxingchen, Mr. Yan Nange's beloved wife!" Li Yuanfeng's voice gradually rose, eventually becoming a shout.

Chapter 321 of the main text: Appearance time
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Tianlong Square was in an uproar. They were about to witness Yan Nange's brilliance. Many of them had only heard his name or caught a fleeting glimpse of him, but now they could see him in detail. His wife must be a stunning beauty, and everyone was eagerly anticipating her arrival. At the same time, everyone admired Yan Nange's independent and unconventional nature. No husband had ever been known to allow his wife to appear in public, but he was willing—truly extraordinary.
Some understood Yan Nange's actions, while others did not. But everyone shared the same eagerness to see Yan Nange and his wife.
Yan Nange, dressed in white, led Liao Xingchen, who was also dressed in white and veiled, onto the stage.
Cheers erupted from the audience, thunderous applause shook the entire Black Dragon City.
Yan Nange stretched out his free right hand, signaling for everyone to quiet down. The effect was immediate; the noise gradually subsided.
A profound silence fell over the hall. Those nearby watched intently, while those further away or with poor eyesight produced strange tubes, each inlaid with crystal at the front—called "clairvoyance" tubes, which they had purchased outside the hall for a considerable sum.
Undoubtedly, this was all Li Yuanfeng's doing.
Yan Nange glanced at the people in three directions; his deep, clear gaze seemed to transcend space, seeing into the hearts of everyone. Yan Nange and his beautiful wife, Liao Xingchen, standing gracefully beside him, exchanged a deep, loving look and smiled.
Everyone was captivated by their affectionate gaze and knowing smiles (Liao Xingchen's smile was discernible from the subtle movements of her eyes and veil; her observation skills were quite sharp). They truly were a match made in heaven. They sighed. How wonderful it would be to have such a handsome (beautiful) husband (wife)! Envy, jealousy, and helplessness filled them.
"Friends and distinguished guests, I am Yan Nange, and this is my beloved wife, Xingchen. I am very grateful to all of you for coming to support me, and even for traveling such a long distance. After the event, if you don't mind, I would like to host a banquet for all the friends and guests present to express my gratitude." Yan Nange paused for a moment, smiling as he looked at the people inside and outside the venue.
A hush fell over the room and the hall, all because of Yan Nange's words—a banquet for everyone present. They now knew the number of people present: over four hundred thousand.
To host such a large meal, just by saying that, was enough to inspire awe in everyone—even those among them who possessed such wealth, none dared claim to have such extravagance.
"Now, my beloved wife will preside over the entire auction. Please believe me, you will not have come in vain!" After saying this, Yan Nange kissed Liao Xingchen's smooth forehead amidst the stunned gazes of the crowd and walked away.
The crowd suddenly realized what was happening and applauded enthusiastically, for Yan Nange's kiss, and also to encourage his wife, Liao Xingchen.
Liao Xingchen's beautiful eyes suddenly shone brightly, her demeanor transforming. She was no longer the delicate little wife of Yan Nange, but a captivatingly noble and elegant queen, not a princess.
Liao Xingchen's deep, intelligent eyes swept across the room, intimidating everyone with her imposing presence. When she gestured for silence, the crowd instinctively quieted down.
Realizing what had happened, they were somewhat startled, wondering why they were so afraid of this stunningly beautiful woman. Was it because she was Yan Nange's wife? It didn't seem to be entirely that; it was her aura and presence that truly captivated them. She possessed a kind of magical power that drew people in!
"Friends, distinguished guests," Liao Xingchen's gentle yet authoritative voice rang out, pleasant to the ear and possessing a compelling charm.
"This auction of Yan Nange's Purple Gold Jewelry features ten exquisitely crafted pieces. These ten pieces are unprecedented in both their floral designs and craftsmanship. As you can see, the jewelry I'm wearing is also purple gold; yes, it was made at the same time as the pieces to be auctioned. I believe these ten sets of purple gold jewelry will bring you surprises." Liao Xingchen paused, then scanned the densely packed crowd once more.
The crowd had been so intimidated by Yan Nange and Liao Xingchen's imposing presence that they hadn't noticed her ornaments. Now, they realized that Liao Xingchen's jewelry was indeed exquisitely beautiful, a vibrant purple, perfectly complementing her radiant beauty—a truly rare and exquisite piece.
Countless women gasped for breath; if the hall hadn't been so quiet, they probably would have screamed with excitement. Even without screaming, their blood was boiling.
They had always heard that Yan Nange's jewelry was unparalleled, earning him the title of "Number One Hand in the World" on his first attempt, and that his work had been acquired by Mingyuezhai for the highest price ever paid for jewelry—a truly unfortunate experience.
Yan Nange's return to the scene was a sensational announcement: he was auctioning off ten sets of purple-gold jewelry. Before him, only his master, Master Lin, had successfully crafted bracelets and anklets from purple-gold, a feat that had already brought Master Lin worldwide renown. Yet Yan Nange was creating complete sets of purple-gold jewelry, and ten sets at once! What kind of concept was this? This was a revolutionary concept; from then on, purple gold became a precious material for ornaments. Although only he could use it, the very concept of ornaments had been transformed.
Now, they finally saw purple gold ornaments, and indeed, they were as beautiful as a dream, as legendary. How could they not gasp for breath, clutching their hearts? This, this was simply too beautiful. They were ecstatic. If any man were to give them a set—no, just one piece—of Yan Nange's purple gold ornaments, most of them would likely develop feelings for that person. Those who already had feelings for him would probably fall for him.
Did mere ornaments truly possess such magic? Yes. If anyone said no, they didn't understand women. Faced with such divine ornaments, few women could resist the temptation. Even men were attracted by the vibrant colors and extraordinary beauty, let alone women who were already fond of ornaments.
Looking at the infatuated eyes, rapid breathing, and excited expressions around him, countless men had already decided that even if they vomited blood, they would ensure that the women beside them (daughters, wives, concubines, mothers) received a set of jewelry and cheered.
Before the auction even began, Liao Xingchen had already successfully stirred up a competitive spirit among the crowd; the competition during the auction was predictable.

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