Back to My Old Tricks Again

"The Nalan Family head truly has a discerning eye for talent," Ling Feiyan, sitting in her chair, offered a polite compliment.

"Nalan Family, Fei Yan has now become the new Young Sect Master of the Misty Cloud Sect, but her ability to manage matters large and small within the sect is still far inferior to that of Sister Yanran. Therefore, Fei Yan has come here today to ask Sister Yanran for a small favor."

Ling Feifei's attitude was not arrogant or haughty at all; on the contrary, she was extremely gentle and polite, completely different from Na Lan Yan Ran three years ago.

Na Lan Yan Ran used to be the proud woman of the capital, never bothering with those she looked down on, which aroused the dissatisfaction of other disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect. But Ling Feiyan was different. She was kind and humble, and as soon as she took office, she was welcomed by many disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect. Most of the disciples who supported Na Lan Yan Ran also switched sides.

As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face. Nalan Su already disliked Ling Feiyan, but seeing her so polite, he couldn't vent his anger. "I wonder what request Young Sect Master has that I would like her to make?"

Ling Feiyan looked sorrowful and said, "It's like this. Ever since I became the Young Sect Master, I've had to manage all sorts of trivial matters in the Misty Cloud Sect, but I've always felt like I've lost my footing and have no authority whatsoever. This is all because the Young Sect Master's token has always been with Sister Yanran. So, I've come here today to ask Sister Yanran to return the Young Sect Master's token to the Misty Cloud Sect."

This was the real point Ling Feiyan wanted to make. The reason why Sect Master Yun Yun disliked her after she took over as the Young Sect Master was because Yun Yun had someone else in her heart who could not be replaced by anyone else, Na Lan Yan Ran.

It was precisely for this reason that Ling Feiyan made a special trip to the Nalan Family, wanting to personally retrieve the keepsake that Yun Yun had never taken back, and completely extinguish the last bit of nostalgia in Yun Yun's heart.

"What did you say?" Nalan Su narrowed his eyes, his surging Dou Qi erupting from his body as he said aggressively, "I wonder if taking back the Young Sect Master's token is the order of Sect Master Yun?"

Ling Feiyan remained unfazed. She straightened her back and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "It was not my master's order, but entirely my own idea."

"Then what else did you say? A mere token is nothing to the Nalan Family, but if they want it back, Sect Master Yun must personally come to our door." How could Nalan Su allow his precious daughter to suffer such humiliation? He stood up and said, "This patriarch is busy with official duties and will not keep you company any longer. Guards, see the guest out."

"Smack!"

Just then, Yun Ling in the hall suddenly stood up. He circulated his Dou Qi and slapped the corner of the table, knocking off a corner of the century-old ironwood table.

"Nalan Su, you've gone too far! Do you think my Misty Cloud Sect has no one to rely on?"

From Yun Ling's perspective, he doesn't care who the master of the Misty Cloud Sect is, but he will never allow anyone to offend the dignity of the Misty Cloud Sect.

In an instant, tensions rose in the reception hall. The elders of the Nalan Family also stood up abruptly, each releasing their powerful Dou Qi to contend with Yun Ling.

Although they couldn't afford to offend a behemoth like the Misty Cloud Sect, and Yun Ling and his group couldn't defeat it either, they wouldn't lose face. Since things had already escalated, they might as well make a huge scene. In any case, if things got out of hand, the Jia Ma Royal Family would send someone to clean up the mess.

Although the Misty Cloud Sect is powerful, it is not a monopoly in the Jia Ma Empire. It is subject to the control of the Jia Ma Royal Family in every aspect. The Nalan Family serves as officials in the Jia Ma Royal Family. If the sky falls, the Imperial Family will hold it up. What do they have to fear?

"Everyone, don't be impulsive, please don't be impulsive! Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth!" At this moment, Na Lan Yan Ran, who had been sitting there without saying a word for a long time, suddenly stepped forward with a grin and acted as a peacemaker. She walked up to Ling Feiyan and smiled.

"I said pneumonia, oh no, what's your name again?"

"My name is Ling... Fei... Yan," Ling Feiyan said through gritted teeth, enunciating each word clearly.

"Yes, yes, Ling Feiyan, look at my memory!" Na Lan Yan Ran slapped her forehead, took out the token of the Young Sect Master from her bosom, and personally handed it to Ling Feiyan, saying, "Little sister with pneumonia, you know that I'm a cripple now and can no longer bring glory to the Misty Cloud Sect, so I'll personally hand over this token of the Young Sect Master to you today."

Ling Feiyan was incredulous. She seemed puzzled by Na Lan Yan Ran's behavior. Wasn't Na Lan Yan Ran a proud woman? How could she be so sensible?

However, Na Lan Yan Ran's next words startled Ling Feiyan.

"Ling Feiyan, I don't have many hobbies, but I like to make bets. I wonder if you have the guts to bet with me?"

"What are we betting on?"

Na Lan Yan Ran smiled and said, "Let's make a bet. I'm giving you this token of the Young Sect Master today. In less than three days, you'll have to obediently kneel before me. Whoever loses has to bark like a dog three times. How about it?"

Ling Feiyan hadn't expected Na Lan Yan Ran to make such a request. In her view, once this token of the Young Sect Master was handed over, Na Lan Yan Ran, that good-for-nothing, would have nothing to do with the Misty Cloud Sect anymore. Even with Yun Yun's help, it was impossible for her to regain her position as the Young Sect Master. So why was she being so arrogant? Was she just bluffing?

Are you sure you want to gamble?

"Of course, anyway, I... I've been rather bored lately, so I might as well have some fun with you," Na Lan Yan Ran said with a smile. "Alright, if there's nothing else, you can leave now. I won't keep you here for a free meal."

Now that they had the token, Yun Ling naturally led Ling Feiyan away.

Just as they reached the main gate, Na Lan Yan Ran stopped them again.

"Are you going back on your word?" Ling Feiyan's eyes revealed a hint of disdain.

"That's not it," Na Lan Yan Ran said with a smile, looking at Yun Ling. "Yun Ling, you're getting on in years. You should refrain from going to brothels and taverns. Although you're physically strong, you're still an elder of a sect. It's not a good influence."

Yun Ling's pupils contracted sharply. He was secretly alarmed. How did Na Lan Yan Ran know about his private life? Without thinking further, he could only slink away from the Nalan Family.

With just one sentence, he scared away the dignified elder of the Misty Cloud Sect, which was much better than the tense situation just now.

As Ling Feiyan walked along the road, she became puzzled by Na Lan Yan Ran's behavior, thinking to herself, "Why is this Na Lan Yan Ran so different from the one in the story?"

That night, Na Lan Yan Ran sat on her bed, unable to sleep, waiting for someone.

She knew this person would definitely come; it would be strange if they didn't.

Sure enough, a gust of wind blew past her door, and the door to her boudoir was pushed open by a pair of fair and delicate hands, and a graceful and elegant woman walked in.

The woman wore a long robe embroidered with white clouds and a long sword, and her black hair was styled into an elegant Phoenix Hairpin. Her beautiful face was calm and serene. This person was none other than the sect leader Yun Yun.

"You've arrived?" Na Lan Yan Ran looked at Yun Yun, unsure how to begin. She had always acted like a senior in front of Yun Yun before, and now it felt a little awkward to call her "Master."

"Yanran, I'm so sorry," Yun Yun, overwhelmed with self-reproach.

She regretted agreeing to Na Lan Yan Ran's request to annul the engagement, which is why she suddenly met with misfortune.

At the same time, she didn't know what the elders in the sect were thinking, that they actually joined forces to put pressure on her and force her to accept Ling Feiyan as her disciple.

If it weren't for her teacher, Yun Shan, being in seclusion attempting to break through to the Dou Zong realm, she feared it would cause chaos within the sect and would certainly not have agreed.

"What exactly is the origin of that Ling Feiyan?" Na Lan Yan Ran wasn't so sentimental; she directly asked about the ins and outs of what happened three years ago.

Yun Yun said, "That Ling Feiyan was originally an ordinary woman from an ordinary family with mediocre talent. But from some point onwards, her family began to rise to prominence. Not only did they move to the capital, but they also established connections with the major families in the capital. A month after your attack, the sect elders seemed to have changed their ways and actually brought Ling Feiyan back to the sect, forcing me to take her as my disciple."

Yun Yun explained the whole story clearly, filling in the three-year gap in Na Lan Yan Ran's memory.

"It really is a world changed!" Na Lan Yan Ran exclaimed in amazement. She had already uninstalled the system and turned back time to its original state, so why did this happen?

Thinking of this, Na Lan Yan Ran's lips curled up slightly. She wanted to see whether these people were getting arrogant or whether she, the Yun Lan Ancestor, was too weak to wield a sword.

"Teacher, I need your help with a small favor. It depends on whether you're willing to do it."

"Yanran, just tell me, and I'll definitely help you." Yun Yun thought that Na Lan Yan Ran wanted her help to find some kind of pill to heal a shattered dantian, so she agreed without thinking.

Yes, Yun Yun is that kind of person. For Na Lan Yan Ran, she dared to go to the Magical Beast Mountain Range to ask the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King for the Purple Spirit Crystal. Therefore, Yun Yun is the only person Na Lan Yan Ran can trust now.

"I have something I want you to deliver to Sect Master Yun Shan," Na Lan Yan Ran said with a mischievous smile. Since the plot has already gone awry, might as well let it go completely.

"What message?" Yun Yun was very surprised. Why would Yanran ask her to relay a message to Yun Shan?

"I know that Sect Master Yun Shan is in seclusion and shouldn't be disturbed. However, Master, you only need to tell him one thing: in the fifty-second section of the Wind Cloud Secret Record, the method of 'sinking and pressing down' is wrong. The correct method is to gather qi and push it upward.' Just conveying this one sentence is enough."

This "Wind Cloud Secret Record" contains the insights gained by successive sect leaders of the Misty Cloud Sect when they attempted to break through to the Dou Zong realm. After she saw it, she used the system to modify it, making its effects even more significant, which can be described as achieving twice the result with half the effort.

Yun Yun was completely baffled and had no idea what Na Lan Yan Ran was up to. This was a crucial moment for her teacher, Yun Shan, who was in seclusion, and she couldn't afford to be disturbed so easily.

However, she felt extremely guilty. After much hesitation, she gritted her teeth and decided that she would rather bear the punishment of the teacher than not do this.

"Don't worry, Yanran, I will definitely pass on your message." Yun Yun turned to leave, but Na Lan Yan Ran called her back.

"Teacher, we've been teacher and student for a while, but I'm short of money. Could you give me some pocket money to buy snacks?"

"Pfft!" Yun Yun covered her red lips with her jade hand, took out a golden card from her Storage Ring, and handed it to Na Lan Yan Ran. "There are ten million Gold Coin in this card. You can use it first."

After Yun Yun left the Nalan Family, Na Lan Yan Ran collapsed onto the bed, sprawled out on her back.

"It seems I, Yun Lan Ancestor, will have to return to my old ways."