The moment Lan Shi'er arrived on Netherworld Island, she felt a chill. This chill did not come from the temperature, but from Yin energy.
Too many people had died here back then. Even though many living people resided here now, adding much Yang energy, the Yin energy still remained.
Lan Shi'er moved closer to Jiang Ping An, using him to dispel the chill.
For some reason, standing beside Uncle made her feel especially comfortable, as though even the power of Yin energy had been driven away.
This was not Lan Shi'er's illusion. At Jiang Ping An's side, one truly would not be affected by Yin energy. However, it was not Jiang Ping An who had dispersed the Yin energy—it had been absorbed by him.
Jiang Ping An's Yin Yang Dao Body could absorb both Supreme Yang Rule and extreme Yin power.
Lan Huaichuan brought the three of them to his residence and prepared the best rooms for them.
"Princess, are you satisfied with this room? Would you like me to arrange a banquet to celebrate Your Highness awakening your talent?"
Lan Huaichuan, a great figure of Thousand Sails Tomb, now looked like a servant, an ingratiating smile plastered across his face.
"There is no need for anything. You may leave. If anyone else comes to see me, refuse them directly."
During this final stretch of time, Lan Shi'er only wanted to stay with Jiang Ping An. She did not want to be disturbed.
"Yes, Princess. If anything arises, please contact this subordinate at any time."
Lan Huaichuan smiled as he backed out of the room, personally closing the door behind him.
The moment he stepped outside, Lan Huaichuan immediately straightened his back and sternly shouted at the maids outside the door, "You must serve the Princess well! If anything happens