The Assassin Strikes
"That wretched Na Lan Yan Ran, wretched, wretched, wretched!"
In the room, Ling Feiyan, smashing all the rare treasures and antiques to pieces.
She did not choose to kneel yesterday because she absolutely refused to bark like a dog in front of everyone. Therefore, Na Lan Yan Ran severely punished her for offending the Great Elder, stripping her of her management position in the Misty Cloud Sect and only retaining the title of Young Sect Master, intending to play with her slowly in the future.
Ling Feiyan had never suffered such a humiliation. On the surface, she obediently accepted Na Lan Yan Ran's punishment, but in her heart, she had already decided to kill Na Lan Yan Ran to prevent future troubles.
After thinking it over and over, Ling Feiyan reached out and touched the Golden Bracelet on her wrist. This bracelet was the key to changing her fate after she transmigrated to this world.
She was originally an ordinary member of a small family, with only the Fifth Stage Dou Qi. She was bullied by everyone in the family and could never turn her life around. Until one day, she found this Golden Bracelet outside the Magical Beast Mountain Range. After she put it on, a man with extremely handsome appearance and an aura like a celestial being descended to earth found her.
The man, who looked to be only in his early twenties, had already reached the Dou Emperor realm. After finding her, he became her guardian, not only gifting her a Heaven-rank cultivation technique but also taking great care of her.
How could Ling Feiyan not know what that man was thinking? She no longer wanted to be a nobody who could be bullied. Only by clinging to that man's coattails could she have a chance to soar to great heights. So she gladly accepted his pursuit.
And so, under Ling Feiyan's leadership, her ordinary little family experienced astonishing growth. The younger generation of the family received guidance from the mysterious man, and the family also recruited many guest elders. Currently, they have three Dou Wang expert and more than ten Dou Ling powerhouses.
However, Ling Feiyan was still not satisfied. She led her family into the capital and became one of the most powerful families in the Jia Ma Imperial Capital City. Gradually, she set her sights on the Misty Cloud Sect, wanting to take control of it in the future.
To gain control of the Misty Cloud Sect in the future, she had to become its Young Sect Master Misty Cloud Sect leader. Hearing that the Young Sect Master Misty Cloud Sect leader was Na Lan Yan Ran, she made a ruthless decision and secretly sent a Dou Wang expert to ambush Na Lan Yan Ran on her way to Wutan City. Although he failed to kill Na Lan Yan Ran, he did shatter her dantian.
With Na Lan Yan Ran crippled, the Misty Cloud Sect is without Young Sect Master. With the man's help and abundant resources, she successfully bribed many elders of the Misty Cloud Sect, forcing Yun Yun to accept her as a disciple. In these short three years, she has also secretly cultivated many confidants, placing them in various departments of the Misty Cloud Sect. Once she has gained enough power, she can secretly eliminate Yun Yun, and the position of sect leader of the Misty Cloud Sect will be easily within her grasp.
But fate had other plans!
Originally, all her plans were so perfect and wonderful, so why did Na Lan Yan Ran suddenly rise to prominence, not only returning to the Misty Cloud Sect but also being swiftly removed from her position as Great Elder, along with the confidants she had supported within the Misty Cloud Sect for the past three years? Why was this?
Growing angrier by the thought, Ling Feiyan took out a palm-sized jade slip and crushed it violently.
Half an hour later, a figure rushed in from outside her house. The man was handsome, with a tall and straight figure and elegant demeanor. His strength had actually reached the Peak Dou Emperor, just one step away from becoming a Dou Zong.
The man's cold face was like an iceberg that would never melt, but after seeing Ling Feiyan, he became so happy that he showed a smile he had never seen before.
"Yan'er, did you call me for something important?" The man's name was Leng Ao Han. He sensed that the Soul Imprint in the jade slip had shattered and thought that something had happened to Ling Feiyan, so he rushed to the Misty Cloud Sect. Fortunately, he found that Ling Feiyan was safe and sound.
"Brother Aohan!" Ling Feiyan rushed forward and hugged Leng Ao Han voice, "Yan'er missed you, so I crushed this jade slip. Brother Aohan, you won't be angry with Yan'er, will you?"
"How could I possibly be angry with Xiaoyan?" Leng Ao Han a warmth in his heart, stroked Ling Feiyan's long, beautiful hair, and sighed, "It's just that Brother Aohan has been busy with cultivation lately and has neglected Yan'er, so as long as Yan'er is happy, that's all that matters."
"Yan'er is unhappy right now," Ling Feiyan, breaking free from Leng Ao Han's embrace, pouting and adopting a girlish demeanor.
"Why is Yan'er unhappy?" Leng Ao Han asked, puzzled.
"It's all because of that Na Lan Yan Ran; she's the one who's making things difficult for me at every turn."
At that moment, Ling Feiyan embellished Na Lan Yan Ran's story, telling Leng Ao Han everything about how she bullied others, caused chaos in the sect, formed cliques to suppress her at every turn, and eliminated dissidents.
A cold killing intent suddenly flashed in Leng Ao Han Ling Feiyan, he promised her, "Yan'er, don't blame yourself. You did your best to protect this sect. That Na Lan Yan Ran is so shameless. I will definitely wipe her out of this world to vent your anger."
"Brother Aohan!" Ling Feiyan was Leng Ao Han again, nuzzling her head against his chest. Finally, she looked up at Leng Ao Han with her big, bright eyes and asked, "Brother Aohan, after I told you all this, you don't think I'm a vicious woman who's been using you, do you?"
Leng Ao Han shook his head. He naturally wouldn't think that way. If Ling Feiyan hadn't saved him in the Magical Beast Mountain Range three years ago, he wouldn't be alive now, let alone be used.
Back then, Leng Ao Han entered the Dou Wang realm. Young and ambitious, he left his Hidden Family, only to find that there were always stronger people out there. He offended some sects and forces on the Dou Qi Continent and was hunted down to the death. In the end, he fell into a coma in the Magical Beast Mountain Range.
He thought he was going to perish, but fate was on his side. A young girl who was gaining experience saved his life in the Magical Beast Mountain Range and took him to an inn to rest.
At the time, Leng Ao Han's eyes were severely injured, and he could not see anything clearly, but he clearly remembered that the girl was wearing an ordinary Golden Bracelet.
Another month passed, and after his injuries had healed, he went to look for the kind girl, and by chance, he saw Ling Feiyan wearing Golden Bracelet.
Although Ling Feiyan's voice was slightly different from the girl's, Leng Ao Han vividly remembered what that girl had said.
The girl spoke proudly, showing off to an innkeeper, "Hmph, look how beautiful my bracelet is! It was a gift from a shop owner on the first day of their business. It's a small gift, but it means a lot. See? I don't have any Gold Coin right now, so I'll use this bracelet as collateral. I'll come back tonight to get it back. You better take good care of it."
"Yan'er, anyone in this world who wants to hurt you, I will make them vanish into thin air," Leng Ao Han promised, a vow he had once made. "However, you must also promise me one thing: once this matter is settled, you will leave the Northwest Continent with me. I will take you back to my family."
Ling Feiyan's eyes lit up. Leng Ao Han was going to take her back to his family. Didn't that mean she would become the young mistress of the Hidden Family in the future?
I had long heard Leng Ao Han say that his family was also a powerful descendant of Dou Di, and that there was also a Dou Sheng Expert in charge. They were no weaker than the Ancient Eight Clans of the Central Continent. If he went there, he would be more valuable than controlling a small Misty Cloud Sect.
"Okay, I'll do whatever Brother Aohan says." Ling Feiyan nuzzled her head against Leng Ao Han's chest again.
The journey from the capital to Wutan City is extremely long, passing through the border of a Magical Beast forest and then through a vast desert.
A luxurious convoy carefully crossed the border of the Magical Beast Forest, heading towards Wutan City.
This was no ordinary convoy; the flags on the vehicles displayed a Thorn Flower, which was the military flag of the Nalan Family.
At this moment, a pink-haired girl with two pigtails was sitting calmly in the car; she was Na Lan Yan Ran.
Yes, the next day, Na Lan Yan Ran did not go to the Misty Cloud Sect. Instead, she led a group of her family's private soldiers and two elders of the Misty Cloud Sect to the Xiao Clan in Wutan City.
Since her rebirth, she has always been thinking about Xiao Yan in Wutan City, and she doesn't know what Xiao Yan's current situation is.
According to the original plot, after three years of seclusion, Xiao Yan would have finally overcome his hardships and soared to great heights.
However, his Dou Qi disappeared for three years, and then he was mysteriously attacked by villains, his dantian was shattered, and he became a complete cripple. Na Lan Yan Ran really didn't know how Xiao Yan survived those six long years.
She couldn't sleep all night. When she finally fell asleep, she had a dream in which Xiao Yan lived a life of constant humiliation and was eventually tortured to death.
This made her even more eager to get to the Xiao Clan and protect Xiao Yan, because she didn't want Xiao Yan to suffer any more harm.
The journey was long and arduous. The caravan heading to the Xiao Clan in Wutan City was in a hurry. Na Lan Yan Ran's cultivation had not yet recovered, and the system had not returned. Fearing that something might go wrong along the way, she brought enough of her family's private army and also asked two Dou King Elders from the Misty Cloud Sect to accompany her. She had made all the necessary preparations, but who knew that what was coming would still happen.
The convoy was passing through the Magical Beast Forest when they suddenly sensed black mist swirling overhead, and from the churning black mist emanated endless killing intent.
A figure emerged from the layers of black mist. The wings formed from the person's Dou Qi were enormous, and when they flapped, they emitted wisps of black smoke.
"Dou Huang expert?" The pupils of the two elders of the Misty Cloud Sect shrank. To be able to condense Dou Qi into such a huge wings, one must undoubtedly be Dou Huang expert.