Nalan Yanran's Grand Finale Entrance

After Yun Hai's explanation, Chen Mo learned some of the details.

Although Mo Li's background could not compare to Yun Hai's, it was still far from ordinary.

He came from one of the four great families in the northeastern province of the Jia Ma Empire. The Great Elder of his family was even an Outer Sect deacon of the Misty Cloud Sect and was highly valued by the sect.

Thus, not long after Mo Li joined the Misty Cloud Sect, he entered the Inner Sect. After displaying extraordinary talent, he was even personally received by Yun Yun.

It was after that meeting that Mo Li set his sights on Nalan Yanran. He fussed over her every day, as though he had latched onto her.

Especially after Nalan Yanran went to the Xiao Family three years ago to break off her engagement, Mo Li's advances only became more intense. Wherever Nalan Yanran appeared, he was sure to be there.

Nalan Yanran was extremely proud by nature. She was not someone who could be won over through shameless persistence, and she had never agreed.

But if I remember correctly, wasn't Mo Li specifically sent by the Mo Family to pursue Nalan Yanran?

Chen Mo thought to himself. The Mo Family did not seem particularly powerful, yet its ambitions were enormous. It even wanted to replace the Jia Ma Empire and the Misty Cloud Sect.

Seeing Chen Mo quietly lost in thought, Yun Hai suddenly grinned teasingly. "Hehe, Junior Brother, don't tell me you like our Senior Sister Nalan too!"

"Fair ladies are sought by gentlemen. Just say it, Junior Brother. We won't laugh at you. Besides, with your talent, you're worthy of Senior Sister Nalan."

When Yun Hai saw Chen Mo remain silent, he assumed Chen Mo had tacitly admitted it and continued speaking on his own.

Chen Mo really did have designs on Nalan Yanran. More precisely, he had designs on every good-looking woman.

But having designs on someone was one thing. Whether he would pursue her was another matter entirely.

For now, the most important thing was to win over Yun Yun first.

Mo Li's Personal Show was quite good. Every aspect of it was commendable.

But it simply did not leave much of an impression.

Especially after Nalan Yanran made her grand finale entrance.

As Yun Yun's first Direct Disciple and the appointed Young Sect Master, Nalan Yanran's status was no different from that of a princess in the Royal Family.

Her entrance carried the momentum of setting the entire venue ablaze.

At any rate, Chen Mo would never admit that the first thing he stared at was her pair of long, fair legs.

"Heh, Nalan Su. They say girls change eighteen times as they grow. I never expected that bratty little girl from the disciple acceptance ceremony to grow into such a beautiful young lady." Mu Chen stroked his grizzled beard and sighed.

When Nalan Su heard someone call him by name, he was just about to flare up. But upon realizing it was the old patriarch of the Mu Family, he immediately swallowed his anger and smiled. "Not at all, not at all."

"I heard Yan Ran broke off her engagement with that boy from the Xiao Family in Wutan City. I wonder whether she has any interest in—"

"You old bastard, stop trying to ruin Yan Ran. Everyone knows the Mite'er Family has too many women and too few men. None of your men can measure up to the women. But my Mu Family doesn't mind. Ya Fei—"

As the two old men argued back and forth until they were red in the face, Jia Xingtian even joined in near the end. Caught in the middle, Nalan Su trembled helplessly.

"Nalan Yanran, eighteen years old, Seven-star Dou Master."

Nalan Yanran wore a moon-white robe with wide sleeves. She bent slightly at the waist, and beneath the sunlight, the graceful curves of her figure were fully revealed.

After offering a salute, the Storage Ring on her hand flashed. A pale azure longsword appeared, its blade tilted as sunlight spilled across it, revealing its imposing aura.

"Extreme Wind, Wind Split Dance."

Nalan Yanran swung her longsword. As she slashed, the space before her rippled slightly, and several azure wind blades five or six zhang long appeared from thin air. They intertwined, forming a cylindrical wind vortex covered in blade-like edges that spiraled at high speed as it shot forward.

"Thousand Wind Aura!"

At that moment, a moon-white figure flashed forth and suddenly appeared opposite the cylindrical wind vortex.

Nalan Yanran withdrew her sword. A snow-white, delicate hand emerged from her loose sleeve, and her slender jade fingers flicked lightly. Five pale azure spiraling gusts appeared at her fingertips like five sharp azure claws, slicing into the cylindrical wind vortex.

"Bang!"

With an explosive roar, the two surging energies dispersed into the heavens and earth.

The saying that four ounces could move a thousand pounds was nothing more than this.

What the hell was showing off? What the hell was a grand finale?

This was it.

If this world had livestreams—

The chat would definitely be flooded with 666.

The effect was explosive.

Mo Li, who had displayed eighty percent of his strength in his Personal Show earlier, immediately wore an expression as bitter as a bitter melon.

"Senior Sister Nalan is mighty! Senior Sister Nalan is domineering!"

"First place in this Inner Sect Competition can only belong to Senior Sister Nalan!"

"Senior Sister Nalan, I want to have monkeys with you!"

"Smack! Get lost!"

Nalan Su's face was flushed. Not because he was doing anything embarrassing, but because he was excited—excited that his daughter was being praised by everyone, bringing glory to him as her father.

Mitel Tengshan's expression also turned strange as he recalled what had just been said.

Yun Yun nodded, extremely satisfied. She even sent Nalan Yanran a voice transmission herself and told her she had done well.

The worry on Jia Xingtian's face deepened further. This was only the Personal Show; the official Inner Sect Competition had not even begun yet.

Then he thought of the Royal Children.

Alas.

"Ding! Extreme Wind series, Profound Tier High-grade Dou Technique. You may spend 1,500 Fortune Points for Deep Plunder, or 1,000 Fortune Points for Dou Technique Plunder."

As more unfamiliar knowledge appeared in his mind, Chen Mo hurriedly asked, "What is Deep Plunder? What is Dou Technique Plunder?"

"Deep Plunder steals the opponent's level of comprehension of a Dou Technique and the strength they can bring out from it. For example, if you perform Deep Plunder on the Thousand Wind Aura Nalan Yanran displayed, you will obtain the Thousand Wind Aura that Nalan Yanran has comprehended to the major mastery stage."

"Dou Technique Plunder only grants you the mnemonic formula for the Extreme Wind Dou Technique. Note: Deep Plunder only works on Dou Techniques."

Chen Mo took quite a while to digest all that, then his eyes suddenly lit up.

It seems I've found a shortcut to cultivating the Thousand Thunder Art.

After the Personal Show ended, there was a brief rest period.

It was used for recovering Dou Qi and for the relevant personnel to repair the arena.

After the break—

It was time for the intense and exciting solo matches.

Chen Mo was number 29.

His opponent, also number 29, was merely a nameless extra at the peak of the Dou Zhe realm.

The latter had no Protagonist Halo and no cheats.

Once he faced Chen Mo, the result was obvious.

A free win.

After two matches, Chen Mo advanced directly into the Top 16.

During the Round of 16—

Chen Mo drew Mo Li.

"Chen Mo versus Mo Li."

As Yun Leng's voice rang across the plaza, hushed discussions immediately followed.

Most of the disciples felt sorry for Chen Mo.

"It's actually Mo Li."

"Although Chen Mo's performance has been very good, the gap in their cultivation is far too great. One is a Five-star Dou Master, while the other is only a Two-star Dou Master."

"Isn't that just too unlucky? It would've been better if he had drawn Zheng Tian. Why did he have to face Mo Li?"

"Is he going to stop here?"