Douluo: Son of the Stars

Chapter 217 Three-Year Agreement
After that, the two returned to the headquarters of the Desert Iron Mercenary Group, but they also received another piece of bad news.

"You said Qing Lin was taken away by a Dou Huang expert?" Xiao Yan asked his elder brother Xiao Ding in shock.

"Yes, the Mo family originally planned to take Qinglin away. After we barely resisted, a woman in green appeared. Our obstruction had no effect. The other party ignored us and left with Qinglin. Accompanying them was an even more powerful eight-winged black emperor snake."

"Mr. Hai, what do you think?" Xiao Yan asked Hai Bodong who was standing aside.

In the end, Xiao Yan was able to complete the Evil-Breaking Pill with the help of Yao Lao, and in return Hai Bodong agreed to serve Xiao Yan for twenty years.

This period of time is neither long nor short. In twenty years, the Xiao family, which is now the only dominant family in Wutan City, has given the younger generation enough opportunities to grow.

In twenty years, Xiao Yan did not dare to say that he would be able to reach the level of Dou Huang, but as long as he could reach the level of Dou Wang, coupled with the guidance of Yao Lao in alchemy, the Xiao family would not be the only one in the Gamma Empire, but at least it would be a top family.

Back to Qinglin, Hai Bodong pondered for a while and shook his head: "I have never heard of any forces nearby that can have these two Dou Huangs at the same time."

"Then I'll trouble you to find out more about it, Mr. Hai. I will be training in a magical beast gathering place not far from the imperial capital in the near future. When I go there, please support me while I rush to the three-year appointment. Afterwards, I will answer with the Soul-Restoring Purple Pill."

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Hai Bodong's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly and said, "Okay, okay. Originally, I, an old man, would protect you for twenty years."

The Soul-Restoring Purple Pill is a low-level sixth-grade medicinal pill. Its effect is that it can completely restore the strength of some people that has declined due to seals or internal injuries. Due to its unconventional effect, its value is not as good as the Soul-Restoring Pill. However, this sixth-grade medicinal pill is in short supply in the Gamma Empire.

"Then Hai Lao, please take care of your own affairs during this time. Ah Xing and I will go and train together. However, we must not let anyone who tries to attack Qinglin go."

The next day, the news that the head of the Mo family was killed by a mysterious master and his family treasury and records were wiped out spread throughout the city.

Just like that, after agreeing on a time, Tong Rui, Xiao Yan and the Seven-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python rushed to the Warcraft Mountain Range together to train again.

However, the difference is that, because Yao Lao and Tong Rui are both very powerful, Xiao Yan's opponents during this period of time are often magical beasts that are two or three levels stronger than him.

Even after adapting to the strange fire, his opponents were all chosen to be magical beasts of the same level and peak strength.

In this way, Xiao Yan and Tong Rui learned alchemy from Yao Lao every day. When there was a lack of medicinal materials, Xiao Yan was sent to hunt monsters to obtain magic cores and medicinal materials.

Time passed day by day, and soon it was time for the agreed three-year period.

The Yunlan Sect was built on Yunlan Mountain, which was only a few dozen miles away from the imperial capital. The two were so close to each other that they were like two behemoths relying on each other.

The two of them arrived at the imperial capital two days ago, but only after Tong Rui had toured the imperial capital enough did Xiao Yan send a message to Hai Bodong and then take Tong Rui to Yunlan Sect.

Although Xiao Yan had been waiting for this day for three years, he did not use his Purple Cloud Wings to hurry on his journey. Instead, he walked at a leisurely pace towards the snow-white mountain that pierced the sky at the end of his sight. He was dressed in a black robe and carried a huge ruler, like an ascetic.

The two stepped into the Yunlan Sect square. There were nearly a thousand people around them, but the square was completely silent. Apart from the whistling of the wind, there was no other sound.

On the tops of some giant trees around the square, there were actually quite a few figures standing. Not only Hai Bodong was there, but also Fa Ma, Jia Xingtian, even Nalan Jie, and the heads and younger generations of several other families were there again.

"Mr. Axing, please come this way." Following Hai Bodong's voice transmission, Tong Rui looked up, nodded to Xiao Yan, and then flew straight to stand beside him.

Following Tong Rui's actions, many people in the square cast their eyes on him. Seeing that Tong Rui was only at the Douling level, but could stand in the air, they were somewhat puzzled and curious.

But when they saw Hai Bodong vaguely put Tong Rui in the main seat, they were all a little shocked, but no one asked, and Hai Bodong had no intention of explaining.

The wide square was quiet, and time passed quietly in silence.

Above the sky, the huge sun slowly climbed to the top, and its warm sunlight poured down, filling the entire top of the mountain.

At a certain moment, subtle footsteps suddenly sounded quietly from under the bluestone steps outside the square. The gentle sound slowly spread up, causing a slight change in the integrated atmosphere in the square.

In the venue, all the Yunlan Sect disciples opened their eyes and locked their sights on the bluestone steps. The sound of neither light nor heavy footsteps came from there.

On the stone platform, Nalan Yanran also gradually opened her bright eyes, and her eyes stopped at that place. For some reason, her heart, which was already calm, suddenly beat a few times in a disorderly manner.

The footsteps were getting closer and louder, so much so that a dozen old men in white robes on the stone platform also opened their eyes and looked at the same place.

Far above the sky, the sun suddenly shone down. Through the cover of misty clouds, it happened to hit the end of the stone steps. There, a tall and thin figure finally appeared slowly in countless sights.

Under the gaze of nearly a thousand eyes on the square, the young man in black robe carrying a huge black ruler on his back walked up the last step.

The young man's eyes swept across the huge square without joy or sorrow, and finally stopped on the beautiful woman on the stone platform who also cast a pair of bright eyes.

He lifted his steps lightly, then put them down, and took three steps forward in this way. Only the sound of low footsteps floated in the quiet square.

After three steps, the young man raised his head, stared at the woman, and spoke lightly.

"Xiao Family, Xiao Yan!"

Nalan Yanran's bright eyes were fixed on the slightly thin young man not far away, her gaze lingering on that handsome face, where she could vaguely recognize the outline of the young boy.

However, three years have worn away the boy's immaturity and sharp edges. The young man in front of him now no longer has the sharp edge that suddenly erupted in the Xiao family hall that year. Instead, he is deeply restrained.

"He has really changed." A sentence quietly popped up in her mind, and Nalan Yanran's eyes were slightly complicated. She had never thought that the waste back then could actually come to Yunlan Sect without fear, and when facing nearly a thousand disciples of Yunlan Sect, he was still as calm as a breeze, without the slightest tension or change of color.

"Nalan family, Nalan Yanran."

Slowly standing up, Nalan Yanran's delicate body stood tall and straight like a proud snow lotus. She stared at Xiao Yan with her bright eyes, and her voice was as calm as the latter's.

As the two of them appeared on the stage, everyone watching, whether disciples or elders, had a new perspective on Xiao Yan.

Listening to these people's discussion and the gazes vaguely falling on him, Tong Rui didn't care at all. He just looked at the two people below, compared their strength, and shook his head with disdain.

"I am Yun Leng, the great elder of the Yun Lan Sect." An old man on the stands said to himself, "The sect master has not returned today, so this three-year appointment will be hosted by me. This competition is intended for learning from each other. Click here."

"Life and death are all left to fate." A soft voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Yun Leng's words.

The eyes in the field moved along the voice and finally stopped at the black-robed young man who had been silent all this time. Everyone had a slightly different expression. Many people did not expect that Xiao Yan would say such a thing. You know, his opponent was the successor to the leader of the Yunlan Sect who was being trained by the sect.

Nalan Yanran raised her eyes slightly and stared at the young man in black robe. There seemed to be some unconcealable fluctuations in her dark eyes. Was it resentment?

After a while, she nodded slightly and said in a cold voice: "As you wish."

Hearing Nalan Yanran's reply, Yun Leng frowned slightly. Xiao Yan's sudden interruption made this great elder, who had a high status in the Yunlan Sect, feel a little unhappy. He also knew that Xiao Yan had long since gotten rid of the name of waste, but Nalan Yanran's talent was also not low, and with the training of the Yunlan Sect, her strength progress was simply amazing. But if they really had to fight, Yun Leng was not optimistic about Xiao Yan.

"Young man, always leave a way out for everything. But since you want to ask for this, then it's up to you. Life and death, let fate decide for you." Yun Leng waved his hand and said lightly. With a smile on his lips, Xiao Yan couldn't help but want to sneer in his heart. Always leave a way out for everything. Back then, Nalan Yanran was so ruthless, but did anyone let her leave a way out for herself?

He slowly grasped the handle of the ruler with his palm and pulled it suddenly. The Xuanzhong ruler brought up a sound of oppressive wind and pointed it obliquely at the ground. The strong wind from the ruler blew up the dust on the ground, and a faint green fighting spirit lingered on the surface of the body.

Xiao Yan stared at Nalan Yanran: "I have fulfilled the three-year agreement. Today, let's settle the past grudges. You brought shame upon my Xiao family back then, today, please return it to me."

The jade hand stretched out, and an emerald-colored ring on the jade finger flashed with light, and a slender light blue long sword flashed out. The blade was tilted, and the sunlight shone down, reflecting the coldness.

Nalan Yanran looked into the pair of dark eyes, sighed with a little regret, and said lightly: "I will decide my own marriage. Even though it has been three years, I don't think I did anything wrong. I have the right to choose my own destiny. Maybe I behaved inappropriately when I made the choice, but if time goes back, I think I would still do the same."

"Inappropriate behavior." Xiao Yan chuckled. Was he trying to shirk his own outrageous behavior with just a casual remark of "inappropriate behavior"? This seemed a little too simple, didn't it?

His expression gradually returned to indifference, and Xiao Yan's grip on the ruler handle became tighter and tighter. After a moment, he suddenly took a step forward, and where he stepped, the hard bluestone slab actually had several cracks spreading to the soles of his feet. The surging blue fighting spirit, mixed with some blue flames, surged up from the surface of Xiao Yan's body.

The battle in the field was very fierce, although there was a brief commotion after Nalan Yanran revealed her strength as a two-star great fighter.

But as Xiao Yan's strength as a seven-star great fighting master was revealed, there was an uproar in the field.

Seven-star Grand Fighter, this does not simply mean that Xiao Yan has surpassed all his peers, because three years ago Xiao Yan only had the third level of fighting spirit!

Three years, just three years to become a seven-star great fighting master, which means that in the future, fighting emperor may not be his limit.

Having provoked such a gifted young man, the strong men from both the Yunlan Sect and the Nalan Family looked gloomy.

In the end, as the strength of both sides was exposed, Nalan Yanran was defeated even faster. With just one move of the Flame-Splitting Wave Ruler, Nalan Yanran had no escape.

"It's over with Nalan Yanran."

The sound of wind whistled past his ears, Xiao Yan stared at that delicate face, his voice suddenly became a little hoarse. Three years of hard training, enduring the tempering of blood and sweat, all for the sake of being able to one day truly defeat the girl who had so unscrupulously walked in the hall of the Xiao family and left him with a sense of shame.

“Xiao Yan, I hope you can give Yanran some favor for the sake of Yunlan Sect. Yunlan Sect will definitely give you a satisfactory reward afterwards!”

Just before Xiao Yan was about to take action, a faint shout suddenly reached his ears.

With a hint of sneer on his lips, Xiao Yan recognized the owner of the voice, Yun Lan Sect's Grand Elder Yun Leng. Isn't it a bit too ridiculous and childish to say such words at this time?

With a soft smile, Xiao Yan looked down at the field. Without any hesitation, he shook his arm suddenly, and the surging energy in his palm burst out like a volcano!

"Pfft!"

A surging energy burst out from Xiao Yan's palm. A muffled groan filled with pain came from Nalan Yanran's throat, and then a mouthful of blood slid down the corner of her mouth. The bright color, against the rosy lips, was sad and enchanting.

At this moment, the whole place was silent!

All eyes paused on the beautiful figure falling from mid-air, and the faces of the disciples of the Yunlan Sect were filled with disbelief.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Nalan Yanran stood up with some difficulty. In her slightly hoarse voice, there was an undisguised bitterness: "Xiao Yan, you win. According to the agreement we made that year, if I lose the final competition, I, Nalan Yanran, should have become a slave."

"However, for the sake of the sect's reputation, please forgive me for not being able to fulfill my promise. Anyway, the impression of me being unreasonable has been deeply rooted in your mind. So, please let me be willful once more."

"Now that I think about it, my approach to the Xiao family incident was indeed inappropriate, so please apologize to Uncle Xiao on my behalf in the future."

As soon as she finished speaking, Nalan Yanran suddenly raised her jade hand and swayed it slightly. The long sword next to a Yunlan Sect disciple not far away was immediately sucked away by a suction force.

Grabbing the long sword quickly with her hand, Nalan Yanran gritted her teeth, swung her jade hand, and chopped the slender white neck with the sharp tip of the sword.

"what!"

Nalan Yanran's sudden action made all the Yunlan Sect disciples, including the elders, in the square change their expressions. They did not expect that Nalan Yanran would commit suicide just because she lost the competition. However, the former did not seem to be joking. She waved the sword and cut straight towards her neck without any nonsense.

At this time, although some elders wanted to rescue him, due to the distance, they could only watch as the sharp sword edge got closer and closer to Nalan Yanran's neck.

"Ding!"

The long sword carried a cold sword energy and cut through the air. However, just before it was about to touch the snow-white skin, two slender fingers appeared out of thin air and suddenly clamped down. With a crisp jingling sound, the long sword suddenly stopped. The sharp sword energy left a shallow blood mark on the delicate neck, and the blood slowly overflowed, leaving a glaring blood mark on the snow-white skin.

The long sword was blocked, Nalan Yanran looked up suddenly, only to see the pair of indifferent dark eyes.

“I’m not too interested in taking you as a slave, so you don’t have to do such a thing to preserve the reputation of Yunlan Sect.” Xiao Yan glanced at Nalan Yanran who was biting her red lips, and he couldn’t help feeling a little helpless. Although he defeated Nalan Yanran, it didn’t mean that he could really make Nalan Yanran a slave. No matter what, Nalan Yanran was the young master of Yunlan Sect, and those elders of Yunlan Sect would never let him do something that would greatly damage the reputation of Yunlan Sect.

Furthermore, if Nalan Yanran really committed suicide here, I am afraid that Yunlan Sect would be furious immediately, and the relationship between the two would become truly hostile! This was not something Xiao Yan was happy to see.

“The three-year agreement has ended, and we will no longer have any entanglements in the future. Your failure today should be regarded as a small price to pay for the wrong approach you took in the beginning,” Xiao Yan said lightly. He pinched the long sword between his fingers, pulled it suddenly, and swung it casually. The long sword shot out and stabbed fiercely in front of the Yunlan Sect disciple. The hilt of the sword kept swinging.

"You also know that this kind of paper treaty is not very binding."

Gently shaking the divorce letter in his hand, Xiao Yan flicked his fingers and a green flame rose from between his fingers. Immediately, it burned into a pile of black ashes in front of Nalan Yanran, floating in the wind.

"Today, I will repeat what I said three years ago." Xiao Yan smiled, and his soft voice slowly echoed in the quiet square.

"Nalan Yanran, from now on, you will have nothing to do with my Xiao family. Congratulations on your freedom."

Looking at the smiling handsome young man, Nalan Yanran had a complicated expression on her face. She had finally obtained what she had been pursuing, but for some reason, there was a huge emptiness in her heart.

"Everyone, the show is over. Let's go back to our homes."

Xiao Yan looked up and smiled at the people on the tall trees, then turned around and walked a few steps, pulled out the huge Xuan Zhong ruler from the ground, casually inserted it on his back, and then, under the gazes of countless people, he slowly walked out of the square.

The sun shone down from the sky, and the figure that seemed a little lonely seemed much more relaxed than when he came.

As he stepped out of the square and was about to go down the stairs, the faint voice that made Xiao Yan's heart sink the most finally rang out.

"Mr. Xiao Yan, please stay for a moment. I have something to do in Yunlan Sect and need you to personally verify it."

I have had a lot of fun these days, but I have missed the perfect attendance record this month. I will just take it easy and try again next month.

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(End of this chapter)