Yao Chen's Identity Exposed, the Soul Hall's Pursuit Arrives

"Teacher..."

Nalan Yanran looked at Yun Yun, her eyes rimmed red. "I've disgraced you, Teacher."

"Nonsense!" Yun Yun rebuked her. "Victory and defeat are common in battle. Disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect can afford to lose!"

Xiao Yan silently accepted the divorce letter as he watched the scene before him.

For the past three years, it had been both his greatest motivation and his greatest humiliation.

He held out two fingers, and a wisp of flame danced at his fingertips. The flame fell onto the paper, and the divorce letter instantly turned to ashes that scattered on the wind.

Xiao Yan knew that his true strength was inferior to Nalan Yanran's. He had relied on Yao Lao for this battle.

"From this day onward, we're even."

After saying that, Xiao Yan did not spare Nalan Yanran another glance before turning to leave.

"Xiao Yan wins this battle!"

On the high platform, Yun Shan rose to his feet and announced the result in a resonant voice.

He watched Xiao Yan's retreating back and took a jade bottle from his Storage Ring.

"You won this battle. This is a small token from the Misty Cloud Sect, offered as an apology."

Xiao Yan did not stop walking. He merely waved his hand.

"Thank you, Sect Master Yun, but there's no need."

His figure soon vanished at the end of the stone steps leading down the mountain.

Yun Shan looked at the jade bottle in his empty hand. His arm froze in midair, and his expression turned somewhat awkward.

He withdrew his hand, swept his gaze around, and cupped his fists toward the guests seated in the viewing area.

"Apologies for making a spectacle of ourselves. Today's matter has concluded, so I will not keep everyone any longer."

With that, he flicked his