Yun Yun: Thirty Years East of the River, Thirty Years West of the River-Never Look Down on a Poor Girl!

Time passed quickly.

The Yunlan Sect was only half a day's journey from Jia Nan Academy.

Interestingly enough,

Yun Yun relied on her unyielding willpower

and successfully endured half a day of spanking.

Her originally fair, tender buttocks had been slapped swollen by Fu Ye.

Yunlan Sect.

Yun Yun clutched her sore, numb buttocks,

glaring at Fu Ye with a face full of shame and fury.

"Y-You just wait!"

After viciously throwing out those words,

she vanished from the spot in a flash without another word.

Leaving Fu Ye and Nalan Yanran staring wide-eyed at each other.

The Yunlan Sect attached extraordinary importance to Fu Ye's arrival.

After all,

on the Dou Qi Continent, the strong were revered.

In the eyes of the Yunlan Sect's many elders and disciples,

he was a terrifying existence whose strength had reached the Dou Zong level.

And he was also an alchemist with exceptionally profound attainments.

"Yanran, where am I staying tonight? Did your master arrange anything with you?"

"Huh? Master didn't tell me anything."

"Then where does your master live?"

"Master lives with me on the Back Mountain."

"Got it. I'll go ask her later."

"Hehe, Big Brother Fu Ye, let me show you around our Yunlan Sect."

"Mm. Lead the way."

The Yunlan Sect had many disciples.

When they saw Nalan Yanran, the goddess of their hearts, guiding a young man around and introducing the sect to him,

a sense of defeat rose in their hearts.

But when they learned that this young man was the Dou Zong-level alchemist who had come to their Yunlan Sect, endless admiration instantly welled up within them.

Meanwhile,

inside Yun Yun's boudoir,

she was lying face-down in her room with tears in the corners of her eyes.

She held an ointment for swelling and pain relief