Yun Congxin's Lying-Flat Plan

Aside from the reasons he had given Yun Yun, there was another reason Yun Congxin had been too embarrassed to say aloud.

Although he had transmigrated to the Dou Qi Continent, Yun Congxin, a vanguard in the fight against the rat race, had no intention of living like the old Yun Shan: sect affairs the moment he opened his eyes, cultivation the moment he closed them. The man had squandered centuries without finding a scrap of fun, living like a machine.

Life was all about eating, drinking, and having fun. Yun Congxin had always believed in getting drunk today while there was still wine; if everything fell to pieces later, so be it.

Besides, why had he racked his brains trying to get on Xiao Yan's good side? Wasn't it so he could lie back and let the big shot carry him?

If he had to cultivate hard before Xiao Yan arrived, and still had to cultivate hard afterward, wouldn't Xiao Yan have come for nothing?

That simply wouldn't do!

So Yun Congxin devised a Lying-Flat Plan. He would cling tightly to Xiao Yan's thigh, take over Hai Bodong's niche, and become the Dou Qi Continent's number-one angel investor.

For the sake of his Lying-Flat Plan, he would first have to put some thought into straightening out the Misty Cloud Sect. It was like making the bed before lying down, lest he leave any sharp spikes or crossbars to jab him. Otherwise, given the current caliber of the sect's disciples, the moment Yun Congxin lay down, they would turn into countless sharp knives aimed straight at his backside!

Second, a sect this large needed someone to run it. If Yun Congxin lay flat and became a hands-off boss, who could serve as the Misty Cloud Sect's steward?

He certainly couldn't count on Yun Yun. Rather than expect her to suddenly see the light and lead the Misty Cloud Sect to greater strength and renewed glory, he might as well hope Yun Potian would be brought back through Impure World Reincarnation to take over this mess!

Yun Leng was out of the question, too. He was the sharpest knife aimed at Yun Congxin, one of the greatest obstacles to his lying flat.

So, after turning it over in his mind, Yun Congxin ultimately chose Nalan Yanran, who had made him see her in a somewhat different light.

At the very least, Nalan Yanran could handle both victory and defeat, which already put her leagues above Yun Leng.

And with Nalan Yanran's talent, she was more than qualified to lead the Misty Cloud Sect.

Although Xiao Yan's level would later shoot upward, rapidly devaluing those once "terrifyingly powerful" ranks into mere background characters, Nalan Yanran's level remained impressive even amid that widespread depreciation.

With talent like hers, she could easily lead a genuinely second-rate power on the Dou Qi Continent, let alone the Misty Cloud Sect—a "second-rate power" according to the Gu Clan's sole designated Dou Emperor.

That raised a question: after dumping the deadweight that was the Misty Cloud Sect onto someone else, where should Yun Congxin go?

First, he definitely needed to visit Wutan City. After the Three-Year Agreement, no shortage of fools in the Misty Cloud Sect had sworn to restore the sect's honor. They lacked the guts to take on Xiao Yan, yet were all itching to go squeeze the soft persimmons in Wutan City.

Yun Congxin felt that, rather than issue repeated orders in the Misty Cloud Sect and wait for a furious Xiao Yan to come knocking, he should take the initiative and head to Wutan City to wait by the stump for rabbits.

The former would reduce his freshly earned affection points with little Yan-Yan to zero at the speed of light. After that, no matter how hard he worked to mend the rift, the best outcome would probably be escaping a reckoning and being absorbed into the Flame Alliance.

The latter, however, was an entirely different matter. There would be plenty of chances to show his face! He could adapt to circumstances and follow his earlier line of thinking. Even if he couldn't stop the Hall of Souls from taking Xiao Yan's father, he at least had to keep the Misty Cloud Sect out of it.

And once he had safely weathered that sensitive period?

Yun Congxin lay in his study with a Mysterious-Tier Wind Attribute Technique covering his face, idly swinging his legs as he relaxed and let his thoughts wander.

Take a stroll through the Central Plains? Too dangerous. He would leave those areas ahead for exploration once he had at least reached Dou Zun strength!

Stay in the Jia Ma Empire? That wasn't ideal, either. Mainly, the place was too poor. It couldn't even scrape together a decent ruin or fortuitous encounter. If he stayed here, he might not break through to Dou Zun before his next lifespan limit arrived.

After pondering for quite a while, Yun Congxin decided the Black-Corner Region was a fine place, brimming with vitality and teeming with life. As the Florida of the Dou Qi Continent, it drew heroes from every corner of the world to join in the grand festivities. They brought treasures and techniques from all the great sects, and there were even countless auctions to attend!

Most importantly, the people in that fertile land were all pretty weak. Even Earth Demon Old Ghost, the highest-ranked among them, was only a high-star Dou Zong.

Yun Congxin figured that if he went there, even if he couldn't swagger around completely unchallenged, he could at least throw his weight around.

The mere thought of his future happy retirement left Yun Congxin grinning from ear to ear.

"Grandmaster, the Flying Magical Beast you requested has arrived." A knock sounded, and Nalan Yanran's voice came from outside the door.

Yun Congxin hurriedly sat up. After putting away the wind attribute technique, he flicked a finger, and a gentle breeze swiftly smoothed out the creases left by his lounging.

The shameless fellow pretended he had just been diligently cultivating Dou Qi. Crossing his legs with an affected air, he said, "Come in."

Nalan Yanran pushed the door open and entered. She had already taken off her dashing attire as the young sect master and changed into the blue-green clothes worn by Handmaids.

Though this outfit was nowhere near as splendid as her young sect master's attire, it still could not conceal Nalan Yanran's delicate, lovely face. The sash around her waist, in particular, further accentuated the young woman's graceful figure.

Reality had proven that Liu Yifei could make even a sleeveless vest look like a fashion statement, while Daniel Wu remained suave and dashing even in a baggy tank top! So long as someone was good-looking, nothing they wore would look bad.

"The beast tamer asked me to inquire on his behalf where you intend to go, so he can prepare in advance," Nalan Yanran said.

"Well, I'll tell him myself when the time comes." Yun Congxin smiled mysteriously. "But this trip will take quite some time. Go prepare some supplies."

"...Huh?" Nalan Yanran looked up blankly. Though she agreed, she had no idea what she ought to prepare.

Having grown up pampered, she had absolutely no concept of packing her own luggage. As the Nalan Family's eldest young lady and the Misty Cloud Sect's young sect master, her Storage Ring might lack anything else, but never Gold Coins!

So she had always simply bought whatever she needed.

This alone showed the painstaking care behind Yao Lao's decision to take Xiao Yan to the Magical Beast Mountain Range first. In a place with no village ahead and no inn behind, anyone who failed to pack enough supplies would truly have to suffer!

"...Never mind the rest. Bring plenty of medicinal pills. If you really don't know what to bring, bring everything. Your Storage Ring is large enough anyway," Yun Congxin said. "After all, this is your first time preparing things yourself. Don't be afraid of forgetting something. Off you go."

"Yes, Grandmaster."

"Heh!"

Watching Nalan Yanran's graceful figure hurry away in a whirlwind, Yun Congxin suddenly let out a mischievous chuckle.

Taking Nalan Yanran to Wutan City—just thinking about it was thrilling!