I, Yun Lan's Great Elder, Conduct an Inspection

As the sun rises above the horizon, all things come back to life. The majestic Misty Cloud Mountain soars into the clouds, birds sing in unison, and flowers and grasses bloom in profusion, creating a magnificent and wondrous scene.

Na Lan Yan Ran woke up from her sweet dream. With the help of the maids in the mansion, her long pink hair was braided into two pigtails, and a new dress was brought out for her from the wardrobe.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Na Lan Yan Ran felt that her outfit was quite appropriate.

Standing at 1.72 meters tall, her figure appeared very slender in this blue and white short skirt. She wore a light layer of makeup, and her waist-length hair was adorned with a sparkly butterfly hair clip. Her long, slender, and fair legs were encased in two white stockings, and she wore a pair of platform shoes.

"Miss, you look absolutely stunning today!" the two maids exclaimed. Their young lady truly lived up to her reputation as one of the most beautiful women in the capital.

"Today, I'm going to the Misty Cloud Sect to wreak havoc, so how can I not dress myself up beautifully?" Na Lan Yan Ran turned around in front of the mirror again, and only after she felt it was appropriate did she leave the Nalan Family and head straight for the Misty Cloud Sect.

Today was the day Great Elder Yunlan would clock in for work, and also the day she would reclaim what belonged to her. Just thinking about Ling Feiyan's arrogant and domineering attitude when she came to the Nalan Family three days ago filled her with utter disgust.

Na Lan Yan Ran left the mansion with a wicked smile on her face. "Ling Feiyan, I'll show you the consequences of offending my Yun Lan Ancestor."

At the entrance to the Misty Cloud Sect's mountain gate, disciples from the sect were changing shifts. These outer disciples volunteered to guard the mountain gate because they could earn sect points by doing so.

"Halt! Who are you? What are you doing here at my Misty Cloud Sect?" A new outer disciple who had joined the sect two years ago and had never seen Na Lan Yan Ran before drew his sword as soon as he saw her trying to force her way into the sect.

"New here, huh?" Na Lan Yan Ran blinked her big eyes and said, "You may not know me, but you should know that the previous Young Sect Master of the Misty Cloud Sect was named Na Lan Yan Ran, right? I am Na Lan Yan Ran. Let me in."

The disciples guarding the gate exchanged bewildered glances. They did indeed know of such a person; she was the Young Sect Master of the Misty Cloud Sect three years ago, but she later became a cripple, so her position was taken over by Senior Sister Ling Feiyan. What was this Na Lan Yan Ran doing at the Misty Cloud Sect?

"Na Lan Yan Ran, out of respect for your past as the Young Sect Master, you may leave. You are not welcome in our Misty Cloud Sect," a young man coldly shouted.

As this person drove them away, the other outer disciples in front of the mountain gate also echoed his words and began to drive them away in unison.

These people were all admirers whom Ling Feiyan had won over three years ago. In their eyes, there was only one Young Sect Master of the Misty Cloud Sect, and that was Ling Feiyan. As for the previous sect leader, Na Lan Yan Ran, sorry, they had never taken her seriously.

"You've gone too far! How could you treat Senior Sister Yanran like this?" At this moment, a handsome young man appeared behind Na Lan Yan Ran and rebuked the disciples guarding the gate.

Na Lan Yan Ran recognized this young man; he was a disciple of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion of Misty Cloud Mountain, and his name was Yun Mo. He was also Na Lan Yan Ran's junior brother in terms of seniority from years ago.

"Senior Sister Yanran, please don't be angry. These arrogant bastards don't know your identity." Yun Mo was overjoyed to see Na Lan Yan Ran, whom he hadn't seen in a long time. "Let's go, I'll take you into the sect."

"Wait, you can go in, but Na Lan Yan Ran can't." The two were about to enter the mountain when they were stopped by the gatekeepers.

They didn't care about any of that; anyone who wasn't a disciple of a sect was not allowed to enter.

"How dare you! Look closely, she is Yanran Sister Yanran, the former Young Sect Master of the Misty Cloud Sect!" Yun Mo roared in anger.

"I'm face-blind, I don't recognize her," an outer disciple said, chin raised and nostrils flaring. "What bullshit former Young Sect Master? There's only one Young Sect Master in the Misty Cloud Sect, and that's Senior Sister Ling Feiyan. I only recognize Ling Feiyan. As for that 'dog Lan' or 'Yanran,' I don't know any of them."

"You..." Yun Mo held his sword in one hand, about to lash out, but was stopped by Na Lan Yan Ran.

It seems she has to reshuffle the Misty Cloud Sect.

"Even if you don't recognize me, you should recognize the Great Elder's token, right?" Na Lan Yan Ran smiled wickedly, took out a Supreme Great Elder's token from her bosom, held it high, and said, "Where are the elders responsible for guarding the mountain gate? Come out and see me at once!"

Whoosh!

A moment later, a gust of wind swept by, and an old man at the Dou Ling realm appeared before Na Lan Yan Ran. He was the elder in charge of guarding the gate of the Misty Cloud Sect.

"Misty Cloud Sect elder of the Yun Pan, pays respects to the Great Elder." The old man knelt down before Na Lan Yan Ran with a thud, looking extremely respectful.

Last night, Sect Master Yun Shan issued an important order: Na Lan Yan Ran has been promoted to the position of Great Elder of the Misty Cloud Sect. All elders must not treat her lightly, or they will be treated as traitors.

This order caused an uproar at the Misty Cloud Sect's elders' meeting. Yun Shan, who had been in seclusion for so many years, suddenly appeared just to tell them this matter. It seemed that this was no small matter and had to be taken seriously.

Elder Yun Pan's kneeling and bowing immediately terrified the few outer disciples who had just been so arrogant, causing their legs to go weak and tears to stream down their faces.

Can anyone tell them what's going on? How did Na Lan Yan Ran become the Great Elder of the Misty Cloud Sect?

"Yun Pan, let me ask you, how should we deal with an outer disciple who openly offends the Great Elder's authority?" Na Lan Yan Ran's voice was cold and indifferent, devoid of any emotion.

"Reporting to the Great Elder, disciples within the sect show no respect for their Great Elder commit serious offenses will be executed on the spot, while those who are less serious will have their cultivation abolished and be expelled from the sect."

"Great Elder, spare my life!"

As soon as Yun Pan finished speaking, the outer disciples were so frightened that they wet their pants, knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly until their foreheads were bloody and mangled, but they still dared not stop.

"Enough, enough. Considering your ignorance, I, the Great Elder, will not pursue your crimes. However, while you may be spared the death penalty, you cannot escape punishment. You will kneel here for a day and a night to properly cultivate your hearts."

Na Lan Yan Ran put her hands behind her back, striking a mature pose, then feigned confusion and asked, "By the way, who is this Ling Feiyan you were talking about?"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and seeing that Na Lan Yan Ran had deliberately asked an unnecessary question, they immediately gave a lavish reply.

"Who is Ling Feiyan? We've never heard of her. Maybe she's a dog?"

"I know Ling Feiyan, but compared to Great Elder Yanran, she's nothing."

Sometimes, opportunistic lackeys are even more hateful. Just a moment ago, they were someone else's die-hard fans, but now, to protect themselves, they're fawning over Na Lan Yan Ran.

"Junior Brother Yun Mo, let's go." Na Lan Yan Ran turned around and glanced at the dazed Yun Mo, then called out to him as they walked into the mountain gate together.

Upon entering the Misty Cloud Sect, Na Lan Yan Ran acted swiftly and decisively, completely reshuffling the forces that Ling Feiyan had cultivated within the sect over the years, replacing them with her former supporters.

A new broom sweeps clean, and this first act by Na Lan Yan Ran is about to burn away all of Ling Feiyan's connections built up over the past three years within the sect.

The Spirit Medicine Pavilion.

"These medicinal herbs are far too common. As the purchasing team leader of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion, you have done absolutely nothing. From today onwards, the position of purchasing team leader of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion will be handed over to Junior Brother Yun Mo. Go back and reflect on your actions."

Library.

As an important disciple managing the library, you're actually lazy and good-for-nothing! Look at this place, it's covered in dust! What are you good for? Call your elders over here!

Elder Yunfei, starting today, this disciple's management position is revoked. Go back and reflect on your own problems, and strive to atone for your sins. As long as he performs well, the management position will be restored.

Na Lan Yan Ran moved with great fanfare, changing the loyal supporters in various management departments such as the Spirit Medicine Pavilion, the Library Pavilion, the Weapon Pavilion, and the Miscellaneous Goods Pavilion. Of course, there were also some departments that Na Lan Yan Ran chose to win over and subdue.

For example, the outer gate cafeteria.

"This food is awful! Do you even know how to cook?" Na Lan Yan Ran asked critically after taking a bite of her food.

"Great Elder, these recipes were all written by the Young Sect Master back then!" said a chubby head chef in charge of meals for outer sect disciples, looking unconvinced.

As a chef, the most intolerable thing is when someone says his cooking is bad. If Na Lan Yan Ran doesn't clarify the truth today, he will fight to the end, even if it costs him his life, to uphold his dignity as a chef.

Ling Feiyan personally promoted him and gave him a cookbook called "Michelin Restaurant Selections," which was loved by many outer disciples and inspired respect from the kitchen staff. So why did Na Lan Yan Ran say it was bad? She was clearly deliberately making things difficult for him.

"Give it to me, let me see the recipe she wrote." Na Lan Yan Ran took the recipe book in her hand, carefully flipped through it, and then a look of shock suddenly appeared in her eyes. She never expected that Ling Feiyan was from somewhere.

"What kind of junk is this?" Na Lan Yan Ran's eyes darted around. With a flick of her small hand, she tore the recipe book in her hand into pieces. Then, she took out a new cookbook and handed it to the head chef, saying, "I have a Little Master Chef's Cookbook here. I wrote it in my spare time. From now on, you can cook according to the recipes in this book."

The head chef was initially angry that Na Lan Yan Ran had torn up the precious recipe, but after seeing the Little Master Chef's recipe with some skepticism, he instantly became even more enamored with Na Lan Yan Ran.

Although Ling Feiyan's recipe was unique, it was worlds apart from this Little Master Chef's recipe.

Leaving the outer kitchen, Na Lan Yan Ran was in high spirits. Now that all the departments within the sect had been filled by her trusted confidants, she should go and see this fellow villager again.

Ling Feiyan had already received the news. She never expected that Na Lan Yan Ran would return to the Misty Cloud Sect and even become the sect's Great Elder in such a bizarre way. This was simply unbelievable to her.

She has already sent someone to cripple Na Lan Yan Ran, completely changing the plot. Logically speaking, the Nalan Family and the Misty Cloud Sect have no connection anymore. Even with Yun Yun around, Na Lan Yan Ran shouldn't be able to fly to the sky like a dog!

"Could this be the butterfly effect?" Ling Feiyan murmured to herself.

Just as she was wondering to herself, she suddenly heard a loud shout.

"Great Elder Yanran has arrived."

When Ling Feiyan pushed open the door, she was shocked to see Na Lan Yan Ran standing outside her room, surrounded by a group of her former supporters.

"Ling Feiyan, why don't you kneel before this elder?" Na Lan Yan Ran asked with a smile, her hands behind her back.

A murderous intent flashed in Ling Feiyan's cold eyes, which she quickly concealed. Little did she know that the cunning Na Lan Yan Ran had already noticed it.

"Disciple Ling Feiyan greets Great Elder Yanran." Ling Feiyan arrived in front of Na Lan Yan Ran with a warm and gentle smile on her face. She was about to kneel down and kowtow to Na Lan Yan Ran.

"Wait a minute, don't bow yet." Just then, Na Lan Yan Ran bent down to look at Ling Feiyan, who was half-squatting, and said with a smile, "Do you still remember the bet we made three days ago?"

"You..." Ling Feiyan was suddenly startled, instantly recalling the bet made three days ago.

What should she do? If she doesn't kneel, she'll be disrespectful to the Great Elder and will be severely punished. But if she kneels, she'll have to bark like a dog three times, which will make her lose face and reputation in the Misty Cloud Sect.

She never expected that after scheming against Na Lan Yan Ran for three years, the woman would easily outmaneuver her in just three days after waking up.

Na Lan Yan Ran didn't care how upset Ling Feiyan was. She chuckled and asked again.

"Ling Feiyan, let me ask you this: as a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect, when you see Great Elder, will you kneel, or... not kneel?"