The Contest: A Taboo Figure of the Younger Generation!

Nan Xunran nodded slightly and replied, "Mm."

Then, he slowly turned his head, his thin lips parting slightly. "Brahma Star."

"Roar--" Brahma Star suddenly raised its head and let out a long roar, its powerful voice resounding through the sky, as if announcing its existence to the heavens and earth.

Then, it slowly lowered its proud head and approached Nan Xunran again.

Nan Xunran reached out her well-defined hand and gently stroked its head.

Brahma Star pressed his entire head against his hand, gently nudging it, and making a low whimpering sound.

Wen Rong, standing to the side, nudged Brahma Sun and said, "Brahma Sun, go play with Brahma Star."

Brahma Sun roared, his voice deep and resonant, causing the leaves of the surrounding trees to fall in a rustling sound.

Brahma Star looked up at the sound and only let out a low "roar".

Seeing that they were getting along well, Wen Rong turned around and looked at Fan Yue, who was still clinging tightly to Nan Xunran's clothes. She gently called out, "Fan Yue, get down here."

Nan Xunran lowered his eyes to look at Fan Yue. Fan Yue chirped twice, flapped its wings, and flew to Nan Xunran's shoulder, its tiny claws gently grasping his clothes.

Watching this scene, Wen Rong smiled and said, "Fan Yue really likes her brother."

Then, Wen Rong fixed her gaze on Nan Xunran and asked, "Brother, how many days will you be staying in the Holy Land?"

Nan Xunran said calmly, "Stay a few more days."

Upon hearing this answer, Wen Rong was taken aback for a moment, then a smile bloomed on her face, a smile filled with undisguised surprise.

He thought to himself with delight, "It's so great to be able to see my brother every day!"

A few days later

Wen Rong, head drooping, dragged her feet into the hall, calling out weakly, "Brother."

Nan Xunran tilted her head slightly, "What's wrong?"

Wen Rong lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "The patriarch sent me to inform my brother that the Nan Clan and the Bai Clan are going to have a competition."

After saying that, his face was full of dejection, and his brows were furrowed. "Brother, are you leaving?"

Nan Xunran stepped forward and gently tapped his head. "You are also a disciple of the Nan Clan."

Wen Rong suddenly raised her head, a glint of light flashing in her eyes, "That's right! I can participate in the competition too! Then let's go back together, brother!"

Just then, a clear, crisp sound rang out from outside the hall.

Nan Luoning ran in with light steps, her hair flying in the wind, "I'm going too!"

Nan Xunran nodded slightly.

Nan Clan Daoist Grounds

The competition was about to be held here. The Bai Clan arrived at the Nan Clan half a day in advance. They were all in high spirits and wandered around the training ground with great interest.

The disciples of the Bai Clan and the disciples of the Nan Clan chatted happily, exchanging their cultivation experiences in a friendly manner.

Some people looked around curiously, turning their heads back and forth, muttering, "Where is Divine Son Xunran?"

A disciple of the Nan Clan replied, "The Divine Child is not currently with the Nan Clan."

"Ah? When will the Divine Son Xunran arrive?" the man pressed.

The disciple from the Nan Clan gently shook his head and said, "I don't know."

At that very moment, an incredibly powerful aura suddenly descended.

All the disciples of the Nan Clan instantly became solemn, bowed in unison, and shouted in unison, "Divine Child!"

The Bai Clan disciple was a beat slow to react, then hurriedly bowed and said, "Divine Son Xunran!"

Nan Xunran nodded slightly and gave a soft "hmm".

Then an invisible force surged from his body, slowly lifting these people up.

After everyone stood up, the Bai Clan disciples were all astonished and couldn't help but exclaim in whispers, "Divine Son Xunran, has already stepped into the God King Realm?!"

"My God, if the Divine Child wanted to kill us, even the slightest leak of his aura could instantly annihilate us!"

"Truly a taboo figure among the younger generation!"

Everyone gazed at Nan Xunran with fervent admiration, their eyes filled with respect.

Grandstand

Bai Wanying Nan Xiao were seated in the main seats.

Upon seeing Nan Xunran, Bai Wanying's face lit up with joy, her eyes instantly brimming with smiles. She waved hurriedly and said softly, "Ran'er, come here quickly."

Nan Xunran forward steadily, each step carrying an innate air of nobility, then bowed slightly in greeting, "Father, Mother."

Bai Wanying smiled and pulled him up, walking together to the main seat. She gently nudged Nan Xiao and said seriously, "Move aside, let Ran'er sit."

Nan Xiao's eyes widened, and he pointed to himself incredulously, raising his voice slightly, "Me?"

Bai Wanying nodded without hesitation, "Yes, it's you."

Nan Xunran chuckled softly and said gently, "Mother, there's no need for that."

After speaking, he strolled to the head of the table, sat down calmly, and displayed an elegant demeanor.

Nan Xiao looked at Nan Xunran with a face full of satisfaction and sighed, "Ran'er is the best."

Bai Wanying glared at Nan Xiao with her beautiful eyes.

Nan Xiao quickly said, "This isn't my fault, it's Ran'er for not wanting it."

Bai Wanying secretly pinched his leg from below, her movements quick and precise. Nan Xiao winced in pain and quickly begged for mercy, "I was wrong, I was wrong."

Even if you don't know exactly what you did wrong, it's always good to admit it first.