Ya Fei Has Already Left Everyone in the Dust, While Nalan Yanran Is Still Practicing Her Sword

After talking with Xiao Zhan, it was already quite late at night.

After leaving Xiao Zhan's room, Xiao Yan prepared to return to his own courtyard.

However, in the corridor halfway there, Xiao Yan saw Ya Fei wearing a cheongsam, arms crossed, gazing at the starry sky.

Clearly, she was waiting for him.

Xiao Yan smiled, then quietly came up behind her, took out a pure white fox fur coat from his Storage Ring, and draped it over her shoulders.

Because she cultivated ice-attribute techniques, Ya Fei exuded a faint chill; to put it bluntly, she wasn't actually afraid of the cold.

But Xiao Yan was a clever person. When he saw that Ya Fei was acting like she was cold at night and didn't have enough clothes, he knew he should put a coat on her.

It wasn't to ward off the cold, but to let her know that he cared about her and would take care of her.

Feeling the fox fur draped over her body and the intense heat emanating from Xiao Yan as she drew near, Ya Fei turned her head slightly and saw Xiao Yan's deep, smiling eyes.

"It's late and the dew is heavy, don't catch a cold."

Xiao Yan said gently, placing his hands on her shoulders. The softness of the fox fur and Ya Fei's delicate body beneath his palms provided an excellent tactile experience, making him want to experience more.

Ya Fei turned around, the moonlight outlining her mature and charming profile. The smile she wore now, thanks to her beloved's concern, added a touch of gentleness to her beauty.

She raised her hand to adjust the collar of her fox fur coat, her fingertips inadvertently brushing against the back of Xiao Yan's hand, bringing a slightly cool sensation.

"Thanks."

Her voice was exceptionally clear in the quiet night, but it was noticeably trembling.

In fact, even after the engagement party ended, she still felt a sense of unreality, as if she were in a dreamlike world.

Is she really already Xiao Yan's fiancée?

Or is it all just a dream?

Whether it was the joy of the engagement, the fulfillment of a long-cherished wish, or the subtle emotions brought about by the change in her status, all of these lingered in her heart.

What are you thinking about?

Xiao Yan did not withdraw his hand; instead, he took her slightly cool hand and warmed it in his palm.

He could sense that Ya Fei's fingertips were slightly tense.

Ya Fei raised her eyes, still captivating even in the night, and looked at him, a gentle smile playing on her lips:

"I'm thinking about you, about these past three years, and about our future."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the courtyard where the lights were gradually going out in the distance, and then continued:

"Besides that, there are those exceptionally talented senior female students you brought back."

There was no jealousy in her tone, only curiosity, with a hint of inquiry.

She knew Xiao Yan extraordinary, and she knew that with his abilities and charm, it was no surprise that he was surrounded by so many women with powerful backgrounds, strong abilities, and stunning beauty.

But as a newly engaged fiancée, shouldn't she at least need to know about the backgrounds of her future sisters?

Xiao Yan understood her unspoken meaning, tightened his grip on her hand, pulled her a step closer, and the two leaned side by side against the railing of the corridor, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky.

After a moment, Xiao Yan carefully considered his words and said frankly:

"They are all senior students I met at the Jia Nan Academy: Yao Ling, Shi Xuanxuan, Huo Zhi, and Ling Yanfei. They come from some of the most powerful families on the Dou Qi Continent. As for Zi Yan, she is the Supreme Realm of the Beast World, the legendary Ancient Void Dragon."

Now I'm closer to Yao Ling and Shi Xuanxuan; we're boyfriend and girlfriend. As for Huo Zhi, I'd say half of her. As for Senior Ling Yanfei, we're not that close yet. And as for Zi Yan... she's still a gluttonous little girl; she's just a friend."

Ya Fei listened quietly without interrupting.

From her previous life, she was no longer the kind of girl who would be easily swayed by fleeting feelings. As the future leader of the Mittel Family, reborn as a genius girl, she understood even more the importance of being tolerant of her lover. Xiao Yan's willingness to honestly tell her about his relationships with other women already showed his respect and trust for her, so of course she wouldn't put Xiao Yan in a difficult position.

Besides, even if she were his fiancée, she wouldn't target any girl who was close to Xiao Yan.

She knew very well that to Xiao Yan, each of them was equal, without any distinction of rank, status, or hierarchy.

Besides, she could guess that Xiao Yan's cultivation speed was so fast because he was really cultivating like crazy. All she could do was to make sure Xiao Yan didn't have any worries and that the trouble in the harem wouldn't affect his cultivation.

First and foremost, she herself cannot have any extraneous thoughts.

In fact, she didn't.

She was already very content to be the first to get engaged in front of both sets of elders.

As for Nalan Yanran?

I gave you a chance, but you failed!

As her thoughts raced, Ya Fei nodded silently, leaning against Xiao Yan's strong shoulder, feeling the reassuring aura and warmth emanating from him, and softly said:

"I've always known that there will be no shortage of outstanding women around you, but as long as you have me in your heart, that's enough. As for how many sisters you will have in the future, I don't care. I only care about you."

She raised her hand, her fingertips gently tracing Xiao Yan's cheek, softly stroking the boy's face that was gradually losing its childishness, her movements tender and affectionate.

"With your sister here at home, you don't need to worry. Elder Hai also thinks highly of you. Now that our families are united in marriage, and we are both in love, it's the best outcome. Actually, I really want to be like them, by your side, accompanying you as you grow, fighting alongside you, and adventuring with you Dou Qi Continent."

But I know you can't bear to leave the Xiao Family, so I'm willing to stay in Jiama, in Wutan City, just to protect this most important and warmest haven for you."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried immense weight in Xiao Yan's heart.

This was her way of showing her love for him, and also a promise she made to him.

At that moment, Xiao Yan felt a warmth in his heart, and an indescribable sense of emotion welled up within him.

Ya Fei's clarity and deep affection are precisely the qualities that make her most attractive to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan couldn't resist pulling the stunningly beautiful woman into his arms, gently inhaling the fragrance of her hair.

"Sister Ya Fei, it's so good to have you here!"

He whispered in her ear, his hot breath making the beauty in his arms blush. Then, Ya Fei pursed her lips, mustered her courage, and tiptoed to kiss Xiao Yan's lips deeply.

She had been waiting for this day for a long time!

The crescent-shaped Silver Moon hid behind the dark clouds, and the courtyard was peaceful and serene.

Their figures drew ever closer, as if they were being merged together.

After some time, the moonlight quietly peeked out from behind the clouds, and its gentle glow once again bathed the silent corridor.

Ya Fei leaned back slightly, ending the long and tender kiss. Her cheeks were flushed with a beautiful blush, and her charming eyes shimmered in the night, overflowing with tenderness and a hint of desire.

The warmth of Xiao Yan's lips seemed to still linger on hers.

Xiao Yan's arms remained firmly wrapped around her waist, enveloping her in his warm embrace.

The smile in his deep eyes hadn't faded as he reached out and gently stroked her slightly flushed cheeks.

"Does this still feel like a dream, Sister Ya Fei?"

His voice was deep and tinged with a hint of mockery.

Upon hearing this, Ya Fei's smile grew even more radiant, and she immediately "fell" into Xiao Yan's arms, letting out a satisfied sigh.

"Um."

Then, Ya Fei seemed a little shy, her voice became much lower, and she murmured softly:

"Can I not go back tonight?"

"I couldn't have gotten it."

Xiao Yan, basking in the fragrance of the beautiful woman in his arms, whispered something to her before lifting her up in his arms and carrying her towards his courtyard.

The beauty in his arms was plump and soft; through the thin cheongsam and fox fur, he could clearly feel the curves of her body and her increasingly rapid heartbeat.

Ya Fei buried her face in the crook of his neck, her warm breath brushing against his skin with a faint fragrance. Her arms naturally encircled his neck, and her eyes saw nothing but the man before her.

A night breeze blew, ruffling a few strands of Ya Fei's loose hair. The moonlight, like water, flowed quietly over them, elongating their shadows.

Are you cold?

Xiao Yan lowered his head, his voice deep and gentle, yet tinged with amusement.

Upon hearing this, Ya Fei lied without batting an eye, nodding and saying, "It's a bit cold, you... please take me inside quickly."

After saying that, Ya Fei bit her red lips, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes were almost glazed.

Xiao Yan smiled, picked her up, and quickly passed through the moon gate, returning to the elegant courtyard that only the young Clan Chief could possess.

Moonlight bathed the courtyard, casting a silvery glow over the stone table, flowers, and trees.

The door closed gently behind him, shutting out the moonlight and breeze.

The room was dark, with only the dim moonlight filtering in from the window, outlining the indistinct shapes of the furniture and creating a hazy, ambiguous atmosphere.

Xiao Yan carefully placed Ya Fei on the bed covered with soft brocade quilts, but did not let go immediately. Instead, he propped himself up above her and gazed at her.

The charming and tender woman lay there gently, moonlight filtering through the window lattice, casting dappled patterns of light on her body. The light spots on her fair arms made her skin appear as smooth as jade.

The mature curves outlined by the cheongsam appear even more alluring in the interplay of light and shadow.

She was breathing slightly heavily, her chest heaving with a surging curve.

Those captivating eyes gazed at him with such loving eyes, a mixture of expectation and a touch of shyness from someone experiencing love for the first time.

This shyness contrasted sharply with her usual mature and elegant demeanor, making Xiao Yan's familiarity gradually grow stronger.

Xiao Yan leaned down, his touch no longer the tender, tentative exploration he had shown in the corridor, but a burning desire that could melt everything, and sealed her lips once more.

This kiss was deeper and more lingering than before, yet it was still full of tenderness.

Ya Fei let out a soft moan, her body instantly going limp. Her arms involuntarily clung to his broad back, responding passionately as if she wanted to convey all her affection to Xiao Yan.

Their clothes slipped away silently in the midst of their unspoken exploration and tacit understanding.

The cool air touched their skin, sending a shiver down their spines, but it was quickly dispelled by their burning love for each other.

Xiao Yan's hand brushed across her smooth shoulders and back, and her soft waist. Wherever it touched, it was as if it ignited clusters of flames, gradually making Ya Fei's slightly cool body become hot.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, her skin flushed an alluring pink, and her intense love seemed to overflow, as if she wanted to drown her beloved in her tender embrace.

Xiao Yan was still somewhat hesitant. He raised his head, hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"Sister Ya Fei, I haven't participated in my coming-of-age ceremony yet."

Upon hearing this, Ya Fei smiled and said, "My dear little brother, I'm going to perform your coming-of-age ceremony right now!"

Gradually, the crescent moon shifted its position, and its gentle light quietly spilled onto the floor in front of the bed, as if draping this small space in a hazy veil.

The fierce waves gradually subsided, leaving only gentle aftershocks.

Xiao Yan still held Ya Fei tightly in his arms, their bodies pressed close together, their sweat mingling, and their rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

Ya Fei nestled against his chest, her cheek pressed against his warm skin, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, feeling an unprecedented sense of peace and security.

At this moment, her heart was filled only with an overwhelming sweetness and a languid satisfaction.

She shifted slightly, finding a more comfortable position in his arms before settling down.

Xiao Yan chuckled softly, his large hand gently stroking her smooth back. "Are you tired?"

Ya Fei's voice was languid and hoarse afterward. "Tired? I've never felt so refreshed before. Besides, I'm your first woman, right? I'm very satisfied!"

Hearing the slightly teasing words, Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes, and then slowly slid his palm downwards.

What are you doing?

Ya Fei, who had just rested, was startled when she felt the trembling hand begin to slide.

"Um."

Xiao Yan nodded and responded earnestly.

"You little pervert!"

Ya Fei lightly spat, but still enveloped Xiao Yan with her gentle, tender love.

Actually, she had already tasted the sweetness and was still not satisfied.

The crescent moon in the sky seemed to be hiding shyly behind the clouds.

Unlike Xiao Yan, who believed in enjoying life to the fullest, a solitary figure was practicing swordplay under the moon on Misty Cloud Mountain, far outside the Imperial Capital the Jia Ma Empire.

The girl, dressed in a moon-white robe with cloud patterns and a long sword, moved gracefully, like a startled swan dancing. The long sword in her hand drew lonely streaks of sword energy under the cold moonlight.

The moonlight, as cold as frost, fell upon her, casting a long, thin shadow, as if she were accompanied only by this solitary figure on the ground.

A mountain breeze swept through the quiet courtyard, swirling up a few withered leaves and whispering softly, making the vast emptiness of this place all the more unsettling.

In the dead of night, she was the only one left in the vast Misty Cloud Sect. In the empty training ground, she stood alone, sword in hand, utterly alone.

Since she took the initiative to break off the engagement, she felt much lighter, but her longing for the boy in her heart had not diminished in the slightest; on the contrary, it had become even stronger.

"Thinking about Xiao Yan again?"

A voice, both regal and gentle, came from behind her. Nalan Yanran turned around and saw a tall, elegant figure in a light blue dress walking towards her. It was her teacher, Misty Cloud Sect Master Yun Yun Sect.

"Hmm, I wonder how he's doing at the Jia Nan Academy."

Nalan Yanran nodded, a smile involuntarily appearing on her face, and said.

Seeing her disciple's lovestruck expression, Yun Yun smiled gently, brushed a stray strand of hair behind the girl's ear, and whispered:

"Focus on your cultivation. I have to leave the sect for a few days tomorrow. When I return, you can enter the Gate of Life and Death. After you emerge from there, your strength may be no less than your master's. At that time, you can go find him if you wish."

Hearing Yun Yun say this, Nalan Yanran's eyes also showed a hint of anticipation, and then she asked somewhat inadvertently:

"Teacher, has Grandmaster's seclusion gone smoothly after all this time?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Yun remained silent for a moment before shaking her head:

"I don't know either. It seems the teacher has reached a critical juncture in his seclusion. I sent him a message, but there was no response."

"I see..."

Upon hearing this, Nalan Yanran felt a chill run down her spine.

Although she knew that Yun Shan would eventually be dealt with by the Soul Hall, she was powerless to resolve the crisis due to her lack of strength.

She diligently cultivates every day, but she is only at the Dou Ling level now.

Her talent is indeed remarkable, and her potential is very high.

But that doesn't mean she can cultivate faster than those prodigies with the Dou Emperor Bloodline.

Because she only had experience, not resources.

The strongest alchemist in the Misty Cloud Sect was only Gu He, Sixth-Grade Alchemist.

In her past life, thanks to her teacher Yun Yun, she had also consumed Ninth-Grade pills, which were personally refined by Xiao Yan.

In fact, she could have entered the Gate of Life and Death long ago.

But that wouldn't allow her to maximize her profits.

It wasn't difficult for her to emerge from the Gate of Life and Death.

However, if she wants to pass all the trials of the Gate of Life and Death and maximize the Dou Qi she gains in the process, her strength still needs to be higher.

When she emerges from seclusion, she will most likely reach the Dou Emperor level. With the skills she accumulated in her previous life, she will be able to put up a fight against the people from the Soul Hall.

We must never allow the Misty Cloud Sect to be destroyed again!

"What? Are you worried that the Great Elder will secretly contact your grandmaster and cause trouble for your teacher?"

Seeing the somewhat worried look on Nalan Yanran's face, Yun Yun thought for a moment and realized she understood her disciple's concerns. She smiled and asked.

"Hmm, it seems the Great Elder has forgotten his original intentions when he joined the Misty Cloud Sect. This disciple is worried that he might cause some unnecessary trouble for the sect."

Nalan Yanran couldn't directly tell Yun Yun that a Dou Zong- level expert was coming to attack the Misty Cloud Sect. With the Soul Hall's elusive abilities, her teacher, who showed no signs of rebirth, simply wouldn't be able to deal with that guy.

"But he is, after all, the Great Elder recognized by all the elders and deacons, and he is indeed loyal to the Misty Cloud Sect. Dismissing him from his post and ordering him to go to the Founder's Ancestral Hall to reflect on his mistakes is already the limit of what I can do. I can't possibly cripple his Dou Qi, that would be too much."

Yun Yun was naturally unaware of the terrifying disaster that Yun Leng could bring to the Misty Cloud Sect, so she was often hampered in dealing with Yun Leng, which was really difficult for her.

"However, if you are not in the sect, I'm afraid the Great Elder will not continue to stay in the ancestral hall."

Upon hearing this, Nalan Yanran shook her head with some concern.

"I will be back as soon as possible. This is the Sect Master Token, which contains some of my Dou Qi. It will temporarily give you the ability to contend with Dou Wang expert. If anything happens, try to manage it. Your teacher will be back as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Yun Yun took out a white jade token from her Storage Ring and handed it to Nalan Yanran, solemnly instructing her.

"Yes, teacher, don't worry, I won't let your efforts in improving discipline over the past few years go to waste!"

Upon hearing this, Nalan Yanran nodded and made a serious promise.