At this moment, Nalan Fu suddenly seemed to be bewitched, and quickly Nan Xunran, reaching out to touch his face.
Feng Chi flashed forward, quickly blocking Nan Xunran's path, and shouted, "What are you doing? This is indecent assault!"
Nan Xunran lowered his eyes, his gaze lingering on the top of her head:
[Nalan Fu, the Daughter of Heaven’s Mandate]
[The Holy Maiden of the Azure Mourning Pavilion]
[Early Stage of King-Sealing Realm]
[White Moonlight: Nan Xunran]
[Heaven’s Mandate Points: 3050/3050 points]
Nan Xunran narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of doubt in his expression, "White Moonlight?"
At this moment, the voice of the System Light Orb rang out in Nan Xunran's Sea of Consciousness: "Oh! Nalan Fu has always lived in the Lower Realm. You once went Lower Realm to the Small World where Nalan Fu lived."
She fell in love with you at first sight, but at that time, the host was just passing through, and no one knew your true identity.
Nalan Fu doesn't even know your name, let alone your true identity.
The ball of light paused, then exclaimed excitedly, "Host, host, look at the person next to her!"
Upon hearing Nan Xunran slightly turned her head to look.
[The Child of Destiny]
[Orphan]
[Early-stage Marquis Realm]
[Identity: Nan Xunran's double]
[Heaven’s Mandate Points: 2075/2075 points]
Nan Xunran frowned slightly, "A stand-in?"
The System Light Orb quickly said, "That's right! Unable to find you, she found an orphan who resembles you somewhat, someone who is both easy to control and obedient."
On the other side, Pei Zimo and the others all focused their attention on Long.
Pei Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of doubt in his expression, and murmured, "... He seems a bit like the Lord?"
Lin Hongyu examined it carefully, then curled his lip and said with a look of disgust, "There is a slight resemblance, but compared to the Master, it's far inferior, quite ugly."
Pei Zimo nodded in agreement, then added, "Not as good-looking as you."
Lin Hongyu: "?"
He raised his hand and slapped Pei Zimo hard across the back.
Caught off guard, Pei Zimo let out a miserable howl.
Feng Chi's gaze lingered on Long for a moment before turning to look at Nan Xunran, his heart filled with excitement: What's going on here?
Substitute literature!
The person still has a handprint on their face, clearly the stand-in. Could it be that the boss is the legendary "white moonlight" (ideal love)?
Sure enough, the longer you live, the more strange and wonderful things you'll encounter.
Nalan Xu reacted quickly, pulling Nalan Fu back from rushing in front of Nan Xunran and asking, "Fu'er, Divine Son Xunran, wouldn't happen to be...?"
Unable to break free from Nalan Xu's grasp, Nalan Fu nodded fiercely and said, "It's him! I would never mistake him!"
Nalan Xu felt a sudden dizziness and inwardly groaned.
It's one thing to like the Divine Son Xunran, but in this Sacred Domain, there are countless people who admire Divine Son Xunran.
But for someone like Nalan Fu to bring along someone who bears a resemblance to the Divine Son Xunran, and to act so arrogantly in front of Divine Son Xunran, is truly unprecedented.
Nalan Fu gritted her teeth, secretly hating herself. Why hadn't she taken a closer look at the picture book of prodigies from the Upper Realm that her father had given her?
She suddenly raised her head, looked straight at Nan Xunran, and exclaimed, "Divine Son Xunran!"
Nan Xunran nodded slightly, his expression calm.
Nalan Fu couldn't wait to speak, "You remember..."
She suddenly stopped midway through her sentence, inwardly mocking herself.
How could he possibly remember? They had only met once, a fleeting glimpse, and the Divine Son Xunran hadn't even noticed her.
At this moment, Wan Huaishan strode forward and called out, "Ran'er."
Nan Xunran nodded slightly and replied, "Mm."
Wan Huaishan leaned close to his ear without making a sound and whispered, "Do you know her?"
Nan Xunran's expression remained unchanged as he gently shook his head.
Wan Huaishan remained calm and decisively said, "Alright, Ran'er, Ran'er and spar with her and drive her away."
Nan Xunran chuckled softly and replied, "Okay."
He slowly raised his head, the smile still lingering on his lips, and calmly looked at Nalan Fu, saying in a low voice, "Miss Nalan."
Nalan Fu was instantly captivated, her eyes fixed on Nan Xunran with fervor, as if she wanted to etch his image into her soul.
Nalan Xu frowned, feeling utterly helpless, and pushed her hard.
Nalan Fu continued, still lost in thought, "... What's wrong, Divine Son Xunran?"
Nan Xunran's voice was calm and detached as he said indifferently, "Since Miss Nalan has come to the Holy Land for a friendly competition, then I will compete with you."
Nalan Fu was taken aback at first, then her expression brightened, and she replied excitedly, "Okay."
Behind Nan Xunran, Pei Zimo frowned slightly, his eyes filled with doubt, and muttered softly, "Something's wrong with her. Why is she suddenly so excited?"
Lin Hongyu, standing to the side, kept his gaze fixed on Nalan Fu and said, "Just like Qiu Lingxuan, she gets incredibly excited at the thought of sparring with the master."