Liu Bai smiled faintly.
"Good. Then without further delay, take me to see old General Nalan."
The sooner he obtained the Seven-Illusion Green Spirit Saliva, the sooner he could improve his Soul Power.
Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran exchanged a glance and both nodded.
"Alright."
Yun Yun rose to her feet. Dou Qi Transformation Wings unfurled behind her, and her robes fluttered in the wind.
"Follow me."
Nalan Yanran was even more impatient, darting out of the pavilion first.
Yun Yun grabbed her with one hand.
The three figures rose into the air one after another, turning into three streaks of light as they shot away from Misty Cloud Sect's main peak toward the Nalan Clan in the Imperial Capital.
Imperial Capital, Nalan Mansion.
This old military family occupied an enormous area. The residence carried a steady, imposing air, with the grim aura unique to a martial household permeating every corner.
Just as the three presences had yet to fully descend—
From deep within the residence, a somewhat powerful yet faintly weakened aura suddenly trembled.
Immediately afterward—
A middle-aged man strode out through the main gates of the estate.
He wore dark, fitted clothes. His features were resolute, and his face bore some resemblance to Nalan Yanran's, though his brows carried the composure of a man long accustomed to a position of authority.
He was none other than Nalan Yanran's father—Nalan Su.
When he saw who had arrived, his expression turned solemn. He hurried forward several steps and bowed.
"Sect Leader Yun."
"You honor the Nalan Clan with your presence. We failed to welcome you properly."
Yun Yun nodded gently, her expression mild.
"Clan Leader Nalan, there is no need for such courtesy."
Before she could continue, Nalan Yanran rushed forward.
"Father!"
Nalan Su froze for a moment before revealing