The Burning God Permits It

The third day of the third month, with yin rain falling without end.

It was the eleventh day since Yu Changsheng's advancement. Yanyu Lake remained shrouded in thick fog, seemingly peaceful.

Lu Ran was anything but peaceful.

Inside the Meeting Hall on Central Great Island, Lu Ran sat upright upon the throne. Though he should have been diligently cultivating, he instead mechanically wiped the Yunhai Chenqing Knife.

Within the dense mist, his eyes remained open, his pupils shaped like beautiful crescent moons of gleaming white.

Whenever he used the Ghost Moon Fox Evil Technique: Bright Moon Fox Heart, Lu Ran's eyes always took on this appearance. And his exquisite fox heart only made him increasingly restless.

"Lu Lang, are you tired?" A female voice came from beside his feet.

It was difficult to imagine that a woman was lying at Lu Ran's feet.

Even harder to imagine that she was a Tian Realm Great Being.

Bai Rao lay lazily on her side, nestled against Lu Ran's calf, utterly lacking the dignity and majesty a Lofty Heaven Realm expert ought to possess.

Lu Ran only felt a headache coming on.

Ever since the three of them had taken up residence at Yanyu Lake, he had brought the two Seniors to the Meeting Hall.

Yu Changsheng and the Evil Shadow Guardian were advancing inside two Closed Door Meditation Rooms deep underground directly beneath the hall.

Within the Yanyu Lake region, not only did Wu Huan, Da Hei, and Si Hei—the three crows—patrol the area, but ten Huangque Disciples from Tianque Pavilion also stood watch in rotating shifts.

If they discovered any intelligence, they would immediately enter the hall and report it.

From the very beginning, Lu Ran had sat upon the alliance leader's throne, while the two Seniors sat below, one to