bookbashuk Chapter 132 Nalan Yanran
Chapter 132 Nalan Yanran
Chapter 132 Nalan Yanran
On the back of Yunlan Mountain, the Jingting Pavilion stands alone amidst the mountain mists.
Inside the pavilion, a figure bathed in moonlight stood serenely, like an immortal. With eyes slightly closed and lips gently parting with each breath, the aura surrounding her body rippled like spring water lapping against the shore, subtly touching the barrier of a two-star Grand Dou Master.
A mountain breeze swept by, causing her moon-white dress to cling tightly to her delicate body, outlining the graceful curves of a young woman maturing with age. It was as if the finest mutton-fat jade had been skillfully sculpted, every inch exuding breathtaking beauty.
The camera pans to her serene face, where her delicate features already reveal a hint of the cold arrogance of a strong person.
It was none other than Nalan Yanran, the young sect leader of the Yunlan Sect.
For the past three years, she has devoted almost all her time to cultivation.
Of course, it wasn't for the so-called ridiculous three-year agreement.
After all, she is the future leader of the Yunlan Sect, a proud daughter of heaven destined to reach the Douhuang and even Douzong realms.
"Young Sect Master."
Ge Ye's hurried voice suddenly broke the tranquility of the pavilion, like a pebble thrown into still water.
Nalan Yanran opened her eyes abruptly, a hint of displeasure at being interrupted flashing across her beautiful gaze. But when her eyes fell on Ge Ye's face, which was filled with panic, her delicate brows furrowed slightly: "Steward Ge Ye, what's the matter that you're in such a panic?"
Ge Ye swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing, and said with some difficulty, "The Sect Master is waiting in the council hall. He said that a guest has come to see you and asked you to come immediately."
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"Distinguished guest?"
Nalan Yanran rose, gently brushing the dust off her skirt with her slender hand. Beneath her moon-colored robe, her graceful figure outlined an alluring curve.
"Who is it that has troubled the teacher to personally wait for them in the council chamber?"
She thought quickly to herself.
There are very few guests in the entire Gama Empire who can be treated with such great respect by Teacher Yunyun.
Two months ago, the teacher happened to travel to the Tagor Desert with Danwang Guhe. Could it be "Master Guhe?"
Ge Ye's eyes flickered, not daring to meet her gaze, and he only said vaguely, "Master Guhe is indeed here, but the guest of honor is—a young man. I cannot say more. The young sect leader will know when he arrives."
Master Guhe wasn't the guest of honor? The guest of honor was a young man?
Nalan Yanran's doubts deepened, but knowing that Ge Ye wouldn't dare to lie, she didn't ask any more questions.
She straightened her clothes and followed Ge Ye toward the council hall. Her steps exuded the nobility and composure befitting the young sect leader of the Yunlan Sect.
The atmosphere inside the council chamber was so heavy it was almost suffocating.
Xiao Yan sat quietly beside Yun Yun with his eyes closed, his posture relaxed, as if he were just taking a nap.
Below the hall, the deacons, disciples, and elders of the Yunlan Sect were gathered, but none of them dared to break the silence.
All eyes were fixed on the black-robed youth, their gazes a mixture of fear, awe, and disbelief, as if they were in a dream.
This is because they already know for certain that this seemingly young boy is actually a Dou Zong powerhouse!
How is this possible? The Xiao family's good-for-nothing who couldn't even store Dou Qi three years ago has now reached the Dou Zong realm that they look up to?
No one could believe it.
But suddenly, as if sensing something, Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes.
The instant he opened his eyes, an invisible bolt of lightning seemed to flash in the void, and the air in the entire hall seemed to be sucked away in an instant.
Whether they were disciples with low cultivation levels, stewards at the Dou Ling level, or even several Dou Wang and Dou Huang in the hall, all felt their hearts tremble and their clothes were instantly soaked with cold sweat.
That invisible pressure descended like the sky itself, suffocating everyone and making even breathing difficult.
The doubt in their eyes turned into fear as they looked at Xiao Yan.
This boy—he's terrifying—
"They're here."
Xiao Yan's gaze fell on the doorway, his voice calm yet clearly reaching everyone's ears.
As Nalan Yanran approached the council hall, the atmosphere around her grew increasingly eerie. The disciples and stewards she encountered along the way all looked tense, hesitant to speak when they saw her, their complex emotions like an invisible net, making her heart inexplicably tighten.
We finally arrived outside the council chamber.
"Come in." Yun Yun's voice came from inside the hall, carrying a hint of weariness and heaviness that was barely perceptible.
Nalan Yanran pushed open the door and entered. Her gaze habitually fell on the person in the main seat—the graceful and elegant woman in the moon robe, who was none other than her teacher, Yun Yun.
"Teacher." She bowed respectfully.
However, when her gaze swept over the young yet strangely familiar face below Yun Yun, she was struck dumb, frozen in place, as if her blood had frozen at that moment.
A black robe, a slender yet upright figure, and a face that has lost its childishness and has become more defined than it did three years ago—is that him?!
Xiao Yan?!
The good-for-nothing from the Xiao family who was publicly jilted by her three years ago, but turned around and wrote a letter of divorce, setting a three-year agreement.
How could that useless person, whom she thought had long since faded into obscurity and become just another face in the crowd, appear in the council hall of the Yunlan Sect, and even sit beside her teacher at the highest point of the entire hall?
Even Pill King Guhe and Grand Elder Yun Leng could only sit below him?!
The First Elder Yunling looked at him with an undisguised fear and fawning in his eyes, and even the usually arrogant Master Guhe looked at him with obvious awe.
The occasional glances they cast at him were tinged with a mixture of sympathy and complex emotions.
What on earth is going on?
For some unknown reason, Nalan Yanran's breathing suddenly became rapid, and her full breasts heaved violently, creating a rather alluring arc.
She stared intently at Xiao Yan. The image of the humble and submissive young man in the Xiao family's main hall in her memory overlapped wildly in her mind with the composed young man before her, who even seemed to surpass Gu He and the Grand Elder. This created a bizarre and unsettling contrast.
Xiao Yan lowered his eyes, the light lingering on her face for a moment.
The girl before him had shed the naivety of three years ago, exuding an aloof air. Her graceful figure and every move she made were alluring to men.
However, beneath Nalan Yanran's aloofness at this moment, there was a hint of bewilderment.
He could clearly see the shock and disbelief in Nalan Yanran's eyes as she looked at him.
"Nalan Yanran, I have come to keep our three-year promise."
Xiao Yan spoke slowly, his voice calm, simply stating a given fact.
Nalan Yanran's delicate body trembled violently, and her face instantly turned pale. She had almost forgotten the bet she made in her youthful arrogance.
Over the past three years, her cultivation has progressed rapidly, and she has already broken through to the Great Dou Master level. The grudge from that year was nothing more than a childish farce.
But at this moment, Xiao Yan sat there, looking down at her, his voice calm, yet each word resounding like a boulder falling to the ground: "—However, in three years, I will be waiting for you at the Yunlan Sect. If you have the ability, let me see how far you can rise! If you can defeat me then, I, Nalan Yanran, will be your servant for life, and you will have complete control over me—."
The words spoken in Wutan City back then still seem to echo in my ears.
"You—" Nalan Yanran opened her mouth, but her throat felt as if it were blocked by an invisible boulder, and she couldn't utter a single word.