Nalan Yanran: Never Underestimate a Poor Young Woman! I Want to Make a Three Year Pact with You!

"Fourth-Grade Pill? Hehe..."

Xiao Zhan laughed.

The Purple Heart Barrier Breaking Pill at the peak of the fourth grade—over the past year, the Xiao Family had consumed eight of them. Why would they care about a mere Ju Qi San?

"Young Dou Zhes? Hehe..."

The three elders laughed as well.

With spiritual medicines and pills, the number of young Dou Zhes in the Xiao Family would experience explosive growth over the next few years!

"Hm?"

Seeing everyone react in such an unexpected manner, Ge Ye's expression turned bewildered.

Something was wrong. This was a Fourth-Grade Pill personally refined by a great figure like Lord Gu He. Shouldn't their eyes be blazing with desire, their faces filled with greed?

At the very least, their eyes should be bloodshot and their breathing heavy, shouldn't it?

"Patriarch Xiao, please remember that Old Man came to the Xiao Family this time with the personal approval of Yanran's teacher, Yun Yun, the Misty Cloud Sect Leader!"

"You may see this as coercion, but you should also understand that reality is like this. Nothing is absolutely fair. Though I do not wish to say too much, you know the gap between your Xiao Family and my Misty Cloud Sect..."

"You should accept this Ju Qi San."

As his words fell, Ge Ye tossed the Ju Qi San toward Xiao Zhan.

"Hmph! In your eyes, is the Xiao Family's dignity worth only a single Fourth-Grade Pill? You are being far too arrogant!"

With an angry snort, Xiao Zhan smashed the pill box with one punch. Dou Qi surged from his body as the aura of a Peak Great Dou Shi erupted to its limit, making Ge Ye's face turn slightly pale.

One Peak Great Dou Shi and three Eight-Star Great Dou Shis.

If they truly started fighting, the three of them would not make it out of the Xiao Family's gates today!

"Hiss!"

Drawing in a cold breath, Ge Ye secretly thought that things had gone badly. It seemed he had overplayed his hand.

Locked onto by four auras, even Ge Ye, a Seven Star Great Dou Master, felt the threat of death. Let alone Nalan Yanran and the young man from the Mo Family, two insignificant Dou Zhes?

However, under this unprecedented pressure, her pampered young lady's temper was provoked as well. All respect vanished from her gaze as she glared viciously at Xiao Zhan and stomped her foot hard.

"Uncle Xiao, what exactly will it take for you to agree to dissolve the marriage contract between Xiao Yan and me?"

"Do you think the compensation is too little? Fine, I can have Teacher give you three more Ju Qi Sans. Also, if you are willing, I can allow Xiao Yan to enter the Misty Cloud Sect and study profound Dou Qi cultivation techniques. Is that enough?"

After laying out those conditions, Nalan Yanran raised her snow-white chin slightly and waited proudly for an answer like a princess.

In her view, such terms were enough to drive the current Xiao Family mad.

They were merely a Great Dou Shi family. What kind of foundation could they possibly have?

Threats and intimidation?

She did not believe the Xiao Family truly dared to offend the Misty Cloud Sect!

"The marriage contract can be dissolved."

Xiao Zhan withdrew his Dou Qi, sat back down, and spoke calmly.

Hearing this, Nalan Yanran's pretty face grew even more arrogant, and a smug smile appeared on her lips. However, before that smile could fully form, Xiao Zhan's next words left her stunned.

"But it will not be your Nalan Family coming to the Xiao Family to break off the engagement. It will be because my son, Xiao Yan, no longer wants you!"

"Yan'er, write her a Divorce Letter."

Xiao Zhan's words made Nalan Yanran's limbs turn cold, and her heart froze over.

"Xiao Zhan! Have you gone mad?"

"Even while Xiao Lin was alive, he would not have dared to be this bold. How dare you!?"

"Yanran is the Sect Leader's personal disciple and the future Young Sect Leader. Her status is incomparably noble. How dare you humiliate her like this? You are being too arrogant—you have brought death upon yourself!"

Ge Ye's narrowed eyes widened instantly, and he roared furiously.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like a bull.

As an outer sect steward of the Misty Cloud Sect, he had devoted most of his life to the sect. Earlier, because of the Xiao Family's strength, he had chosen to swallow his anger.

But now, a Divorce Letter instantly ignited the emotions he had been suppressing.

The moment they entered, they had not received the courtesy they deserved.

First, they had been intimidated by the Three Great Elders.

Then, they had been intimidated by Xiao Zhan.

The precious Fourth-Grade Pill offered as an apology had been discarded like trash.

This string of events had already caused Ge Ye's emotions to fluctuate constantly. His negative emotions had accumulated like a suppressed powder keg, and Xiao Zhan's words directly set it off!

"What a fine 'too arrogant'! You used the Misty Cloud Sect's power to pressure my Xiao Family and came to break off the engagement. Why did you not think that was too arrogant?"

"Because she is the Sect Leader's personal disciple, her status is noble, but does that make my son Xiao Yan lowly!?"

Xiao Zhan crushed his tea cup. The Next Instant, his body flashed like lightning and appeared before Ge Ye. Throwing back his head, he let out a roar that carried the faint sound of a lion's cry.

"Not good!"

Ge Ye's expression changed. Snapping out of his rage, he hurriedly pushed Nalan Yanran and Mo Li aside, mobilized his Dou Qi, and condensed Battle Qi Armor. At the same time, he formed both hands into Eagle Claws and raised them before his chest.

Just as he hastily finished doing all this, Xiao Zhan's attack descended.

"Damn it, Ge Ye, you old dog! Since when did my Xiao Zhan's son need a bastard like you to point fingers at him?"

His face grim, Xiao Zhan clenched his iron fist and violently bombed it towards Ge Ye. Above his fist, an enormous crimson lion's head flickered in and out of view.

"Low-Tier Profound Grade Dou Skill, Lion Mountain Split!"

As the shout rang out in his heart, berserk Dou Qi swept forth from Xiao Zhan's fist.

"Bang!"

"Ka Cha!"

The air rippled slightly as immense power shattered the Battle Qi Armor and struck Ge Ye's aged body viciously, immediately turning his face deathly pale.

"Boom!"

The clash of azure and crimson erupted like muffled thunder, leaving Nalan Yanran and Mo Li dizzy and their ears ringing.

"Pfft."

A Peak Great Dou Shi against a Seven Star Great Dou Master—Xiao Zhan ultimately held the upper hand.

After a brief instant of deadlock, Ge Ye was sent flying by that tyrannical force. He skidded more than ten meters across the floor before slowly coming to a stop. At the same time, he miserably spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Disaster comes from the mouth. Remember this: only those without sufficient strength who speak wildly bring death upon themselves."

"My son Xiao Yan is not someone you can humiliate. No matter how powerful your Misty Cloud Sect is, at the very least, they cannot save you now."

Looking at Ge Ye sprawled limply on the ground in the distance, then glancing at the quiet and obedient Nalan Yanran, Xiao Zhan slowly retracted his Dou Qi and let out a calm breath.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

After taking that punch, Ge Ye had completely sobered up. He coughed up mouthful after mouthful of old blood but did not speak again.

Nalan Yanran was no longer as spoiled and willful as before. Together with Mo Li, she lowered her head and chose to act like a timid quail.

They had both lost their nerve, and they had both learned one lesson: within the Jia Ma Empire, not everyone would give the Misty Cloud Sect face, nor would everyone indulge them.

After a brutal beating, they immediately behaved themselves.

The atmosphere returned to silence. Xiao Zhan went back to his seat and took out another Jade Tea Cup. Only his slightly trembling hand revealed the unrest in his heart.

As a father, he had to stand up for his son.

But as the Clan Leader, he also had to consider the Xiao Family.

Without question, beating Ge Ye and offending the Misty Cloud Sect was no good thing for the family.

"Nalan Yanran, you chose this road yourself. Keep the Divorce Letter and leave. We will not see you out!"

"Do not think I, Xiao Yan, care so much about a so-called genius wife like you. This document is not an agreement to dissolve the marriage contract. It is proof that this young master is expelling you from the Xiao Family! From this day onward, you, Nalan Yanran, have no connection whatsoever with my Xiao Family!"

Xiao Yan, who had remained silent all this time, finally spoke. He threw the Divorce Letter he had just written before Nalan Yanran.

Those who humiliate others will eventually be humiliated themselves.

"You... You dare divorce me?"

Looking at the Blood Hand Contract on the table, Nalan Yanran's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.

With her beauty, talent, and background, she had actually been directly divorced by a useless person from a Small Family? This sudden turn of events felt far too unreal to her.

"Xiao Yan! I'll fight you!"

Having recovered her senses, Nalan Yanran felt utterly humiliated. She glanced at Ge Ye, who was still lying on the ground, and grew even more enraged. She abruptly drew her Longsword and stabbed at Xiao Yan.

"You dared to break off the engagement, so why would I not dare divorce you?"

"A fifteen-year-old Three-Star Dou Zhe? How impressive!"

Facing Nalan Yanran's sneak attack, Xiao Yan did not panic in the slightest. He stomped the ground fiercely, his body spinning sharply in an eerie motion. With his back facing her, the tip of his right elbow carried a slightly sharp sound of tearing wind as it slammed heavily into the blade of her sword.

Eight Extremes Collapse!

With a cold shout in his heart, Xiao Yan's elbow smashed violently into the sword blade. The powerful force immediately knocked the Longsword flying.

"Dou Qi? How is that possible! Weren't you a useless person?"

Feeling the Dou Qi fluctuations on Xiao Yan's body, Nalan Yanran was completely dumbfounded.

According to the information, Xiao Yan's Dou Qi Vortex had shattered three years ago, and a year ago, he had fallen to Five-Section Dou Qi. How was he stronger than her now?

Pretending to be weak to strike like a tiger?

If that was truly the case, then he had already been a Dou Zhe three years ago. Three years later, what level had he reached?

For some reason, Nalan Yanran felt a trace of regret.

"Get lost, Nalan Yanran. The Xiao Family does not welcome you."

Xiao Yan's voice was icy.

Nalan Yanran's act of drawing her sword and launching a sneak attack had completely erased what little Good Impression he had of her.

"Thirty years in the East, thirty years in the West—never underestimate a poor young woman! I, Nalan Yanran, will remember today's humiliation! In three years, I will personally come to your door and wash away this disgrace!"

"Steward Ge Ye, let's go!"

Xiao Yan's indifferent attitude pierced Nalan Yanran's heart. Picking up the Divorce Letter, she clenched it tightly in both hands, her slightly sharp nails digging deeply into her palms and bringing waves of piercing pain...

Without a word, Ge Ye grabbed Nalan Yanran and Mo Cheng with his withered hands, then fled from the hall as though running for his life.

He was truly frightened.

He feared that this Little Ancestor would do something else outrageously foolish and provoke the Xiao Family's group of irrational brutes.

"Yan'er, although the matter of the broken engagement has temporarily come to an end, today's actions will certainly bring retaliation from the Misty Cloud Sect. I do not know Yun Yun well, but Yun Leng, the Great Elder of the Misty Cloud Sect, is no broad-minded man."

Watching the Misty Cloud Sect group leave in disgrace, Xiao Zhan let out a long sigh and spoke helplessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Three Great Elders also fell silent.

There was nothing they could do. The Misty Cloud Sect's reputation was too great. Before they had even been born, the Misty Cloud Sect had already been the strongest force in the Jia Ma Empire.

Its prestige had long since taken root in everyone's hearts.

"Hehe, don't worry. My disciple is not someone a mere Dou Emperor can bully."

At that moment, a faint aged laugh suddenly echoed through the hall. Immediately afterward, a figure clad in a pitch-black Alchemist's robe appeared out of thin air.