"Got it, Master. Qing Lin will pursue what she truly desires."
A strange look seemed to flicker in Qing Lin's eyes. She gazed at Xiao Yao's gentle expression and nodded firmly, her little face brimming with smiles.
Xiao Yao gently rubbed Qing Lin's head, then turned his gaze toward the center of the plaza and murmured, "If nothing unexpected happens, the Misty Cloud Sect won't let Xiao Yan leave so easily, even with Yun Yun here."
In the plaza, sunlight streamed down along Nalan Yanran's dark hair.
Nalan Yanran slowly closed her eyes. A moment later, they snapped open, and her long dark hair suddenly billowed as if stirred by an invisible wind.
As her hair danced, her body began to rise into the air without the aid of a leap or wings.
As Nalan Yanran slowly ascended, the energy around her surged like boiling water.
Ripples of pale green energy spread continuously from her body.
Her longsword slowly rose, then finally angled downward toward Xiao Yan in the plaza below.
At a certain moment, the longsword trembled, and sunlight in the sky abruptly converged toward it.
In an instant, the light on the sword flared brilliantly, so dazzling it seemed like a second sun in the sky.
"Xiao Yan, get ready!"
The light reflected off Nalan Yanran's fair, delicate face, making it look faintly translucent. She pointed at Xiao Yan below and spoke in a cool voice.
Xiao Yan looked up at the blinding light. Beneath it, terrifying energy was rapidly gathering.
"Using an Earth-Tier Dou Technique with Da Dou Shi cultivation is still a bit of a stretch. Forget it, I'll use that." Xiao Yan thought to himself.
Her beautiful eyes fixed on the tall, straight-backed young man below. Nalan Yanran drew in a deep breath and gripped