Nalan Chaoge knew very well that if the engagement were cancelled, it meant the Nalan Family would be deeply resented by the petty-minded Xiao Yan, and the Misty Cloud Sect would eventually be destroyed by him.
How many disciples did the Misty Cloud Sect have? It was no exaggeration to say there were over a thousand, so why hold innocent people accountable just because his father was captured by the Soul Hall?
Furthermore, the Misty Cloud Sect had never harmed anyone from the Xiao Family.
When they had grievances, why didn't they go seek revenge against the people of the Soul Hall?
Huh?
Why was he getting so angry himself?
Nalan Chaoge recalled something. Why had he transmigrated into Dou Po in the first place? When he first read this book, he had felt a deep sense of injustice for Nalan Yanran. Deep inside, a strong yearning always plagued him: was Nalan Yanran really wrong to break off the engagement?
Nalan Jie was also left dumbfounded by Nalan Chaoge's remarks.
That's right!
According to their agreement, even if that brat Xiao Yan had not yet undergone his coming-of-age ceremony, Xiao Zhan still should have come to visit in person.
He and Xiao Lin were comrades through life and death, and he could also be considered Xiao Zhan's uncle.
After Xiao Lin died, the Xiao Family actually failed to show their faces for several years running. Was this their way of cutting ties?
Even if the Nalan Family wanted to reach out, it would inevitably invite gossip and criticism.
However!
Nalan Jie could understand it to an extent.
The Xiao Family had produced a genius like Xiao Yan, so perhaps at that time they felt Yanran wasn't qualified to be a daughter-in-law of their Xiao Family.
Later, when Xiao Yan fell from grace, they simply lacked the face to come calling.
Yet, no matter what, a promise made by him, Nalan Jie, would never be broken.
Even if the Xiao Family fell so far as to go begging, he would still marry his granddaughter off according to their agreement.
"With a person like that, you still want to marry my older sister over there? Grandpa, have you ever considered how older sister feels?" Nalan Chaoge looked earnestly at Nalan Jie.
"Xiao Ge, I understand what you want to say, but there are many things you still don't understand! The Xiao Family actually... sigh, why am I even telling you this? The most important thing for you right now is to diligently cultivate! Do you understand? Do not bring up this matter of instigating Yanran to break off the engagement ever again!"
After saying that, Nalan Jie gave Nalan Chaoge a few more admonitions, then turned and walked out of the room.
The observant Nalan Chaoge suddenly felt a slight tremor in his heart.
Why did his grandfather seem to have a sense of fear whenever the Xiao Family was mentioned?
Could it be that Grandpa knew some secret about the Xiao Family?
To be able to forge a deep friendship with a Dou Wang like Nalan Jie, the other's grandfather must have had a strength of at least a Dou Wang, or perhaps even been a hidden Dou Emperor.
One had to know that the Xiao Clan used to be an Ancient Race, and they certainly possessed no shortage of good treasures. Perhaps Xiao Lin had found some rare items within the clan and made a breakthrough.
There might even be lingering traces of an ancient Dou Di Bloodline. The death of his grandfather might even be related to the Soul Hall.
Things were getting more and more interesting.
It seemed many matters were not quite as Tian Can Tu Dou had described them.
There were numerous secrets waiting for him to explore.
Xiao Yan?
He was actually looking forward to meeting him sooner!
As Nalan Jie stepped outside, he happened to run into Guo'er and that elderly man who were hurrying over.
"How is it? Is Xiao Ge able to cultivate now?" The old man's voice drifted over, carrying a hint of eager excitement as he asked.
"He can, he finally can. Let's go, come have a couple of drinks at my place!"
"Haha, then I must congratulate you..."
"Hahahaha..."
The voices of Nalan Jie and that old man drifted further and further away, and then vanished completely.
"Young master, you..." Guo'er stepped into the room with a shy air, looking over Nalan Chaoge, who was still dazed.
"Ah? Oh, I'm fine... I'm a bit hungry, go get me something to eat! Once I'm done eating, I'll go cultivate too!" Nalan Chaoge snapped back to his senses and instructed Guo'er.
"Alright, young master! On the way back just now, I already told the kitchen to make the dishes the young master likes best!"
Watching Little Guo'er bustling about, Nalan Chaoge appreciated it with a sense of satisfaction.
This kind of treatment involving a bed-warming maid simply didn't exist on Earth.
Now he was 13 years old as well, and if he calculated carefully, it should be about time for him to bloom, should he... hehe...
Thinking of Little Guo'er, Nalan Chaoge's mind wandered a bit off course, never expecting that he would actually turn out to be a lolicon.
Forget it, forget it. That matter could wait for later. Nalan Chaoge looked down at his little brother, which resembled a tiny earthworm. Having been in a coma for two years, his body hadn't developed much at all. It seemed that before cultivation, a far more important matter was to quickly strengthen his physical body.
Otherwise, if he ended up impotent when the time came, things would get lively indeed.
After wolfing down a simple meal, Nalan Chaoge resumed his swaggering lifestyle.
Nalan Chaoge walked in front with large, sweeping strides-the exact gait of a wicked young master from ancient times. Little Guo'er followed closely behind carrying a purple clay teapot, though she couldn't quite figure it out: usually the young master drank things like Longjing or Da Hong Pao, so why had he changed his tea leaves to wolfberries today?
"Greetings, young master..."
"Greetings, young master!"
"I heard the young master can cultivate now, congratulations, young master!"
All along the way, many people in the Nalan Marshal Mansion cast amused looks at this little young master who was putting on adult airs.
Nalan Chaoge was currently thirteen years old, but due to being in a coma for two years, his physique was basically still equivalent to that of an eleven-year-old.
An eleven-year-old brat walking with his hands clasped behind his back, followed by Little Guo'er carrying a teapot, was truly a sight too painful to behold.
"Mm, mm. You all must cultivate diligently so that in the future you can follow me onto the battlefield, slaughtering all directions to serve our Jia Ma Empire!" Nalan Jie was the Marshal Lionheart of the Jia Ma Empire, reaching the pinnacle of official rank, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Mu Family and the Mittel Family as the three great clans of the Jia Ma Empire.
Among these three great clans, only the Nalan Family had sparse descendants, and the Nalan Family only had one male heir like Nalan Chaoge. Therefore, the future position of marshal would undoubtedly fall to Nalan Chaoge. Under such pampering, no one took things too seriously with a little brat.
"Understood! We shall strictly obey the young master's teachings!" More than a dozen disciples of the Nalan Family chimed in with smiles and agreed.
After making an appearance, Nalan Chaoge immediately dove back into his own room. Because his father and mother resided year-round in the military camp, and Nalan Yanran had never returned since joining the Misty Cloud Sect, there was truly no one in the household whom Nalan Chaoge could feel close to.
That suited him just fine, allowing him to seize the time to cultivate.
Before becoming a Dou Zhe, there were no shortcuts to take.
Even Nalan Chaoge, who possessed a system, was no exception.
Every day he absorbed Dou Qi, repeatedly tempering his Transformation Jutsu and Eight Inner Gates-especially the Eight Inner Gates. This Eight Inner Gates technique, which Nalan Chaoge had scored a massive bargain on, would prove immensely useful in the later stages.
"Eight Inner Gates, Gate of Opening, open!"
A month later, in a small forest atop a mountain belonging to the Nalan Family, a cold, sharp shout abruptly rang out.
An agile shadow leaped flexibly among the trees. Although the woods were thick with thorns, they didn't seem to hinder him in the slightest.
The very next instant, that figure suddenly halted in front of a small tree as thick as ten centimeters.
Crossing his feet and angling his body slightly, he clenched his right hand into a fist, unleashing a fierce punch that slammed into that small tree.
"Take this...!"
Bang!
A muffled thud!
The small tree was instantly bent by the strike, and then that figure was swiftly... bounced right back out by the rebounding tree.
"Hey, hey, what the-"
Thud!
Nalan Chaoge stumbled backward more than ten steps before his foot caught on a stone, and he tumbled flat onto his back on the ground!
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