Nalan Yanran's transformation left many people present dumbfounded. Even Yao Chen, who had guessed that Nalan Yanran might be a Dou Wang, was somewhat surprised. After all, an eighteen-year-old Dou Wang—with such talent, she could claim a place even in the Central Continent, let alone somewhere like the Northwest Continent.
"So Niece Yan Ran—no, she should now be called Young Sect Master Nalan—isn't a Dou Ling, but a Dou Wang!" Mu Chen said to Nalan Jie beside him in a complicated tone, his words carrying a hint of flattery.
The Nalan Family and the Misty Cloud Sect were about to soar, something anyone could see. If Nalan Yanran had once merely been viewed as a talented junior, she was now a powerful expert who could be treated as an equal. There were fewer than twenty Dou Wangs and Dou Emperors in the entire Jia Ma Empire combined, and Nalan Yanran was undoubtedly one of them now.
"Haha, I only just found out myself. That girl Yan Ran hid herself deeply indeed, haha." Nalan Jie laughed with delight, and the little dissatisfaction he had once felt toward Nalan Yanran had long since been tossed to who knew where.
"The Misty Cloud Sect truly picked up a fine disciple. Is the Jia Ma Royal Family destined to remain forever beneath the Misty Cloud Sect?" Jia Xingtian's eyes grew somewhat lost as he worried over the royal family's future.
"You said that once Yan Ran surpassed me, I should give her the position of Misty Cloud Sect Master. You weren't planning this from the start, were you?" Seeing Yan Ran's strength, Yun Yun did not turn around, merely asking softly.
"That's right, so just obediently follow me from now on!" Though that was only a small part of the reason, with the greater