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Chapter 423 Dou Di Xiao Yan Arrives as Promised
The sound echoed in the square atop Yunlan Mountain.

The disciples of the Yunlan Sect couldn't help but whisper among themselves, "That's Xiao Yan?"

"Your demeanor is quite impressive, but I wonder about your actual strength?"

"I heard he was a good-for-nothing three years ago, but now the rumors don't seem to be very true."

On the main seat.

The First Elder, Yun Ling, narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Sect Master, Yun Yun, who sat in the main seat.

Yun Yun's beautiful eyes were filled with complex emotions. She clenched her slender hands slightly. Was the beautiful dream she had back then ultimately just a dream?

But why this particular person?
"Today's events pertain to the three-year agreement between Nalan Yanran of the Nalan family and Xiao Yan of the Xiao family. I hope that you can both achieve your wishes and resolve the grudges of that day," Yun Yun said, her red lips parting slightly.

She spoke softly, her words echoing across the square.

Nalan Yanran narrowed her beautiful eyes, staring intently at the black-robed youth before her, her hand gripping a long sword.

Did her teacher eventually fall for this guy?

She remained silent for a while.

Xiao Yan's eyes swept over Yun Yun in the main seat, his pupils widening slightly. "Hiss, no way, Goddess Liu, your illusion is actually real?"
Moreover, the person he pulled was the sect leader of the Yunlan Sect?
"He truly is my good disciple." The old apothecary sat down in the seat arranged for him with a smile, stroking his beard.

He remembered very clearly that this was a rule set by Xiao Yan himself, which involved dragging in those who had a causal relationship with him.

So he was dragged in and treated as a hostage, hung on a cross, waiting for Xiao Yan and Yun Yun to break in together.

He was then rescued.

However, the illusion was ultimately just an illusion, and the slight commotion in the arena ceased.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to the two main characters in the square.

“Three years ago, we made a three-year agreement, and now I have arrived as promised,” Xiao Yan said.

Nalan Yanran's beautiful eyes narrowed, landing on Xiao Yan's calm, smiling face. She said softly:
"The three-year promise, I will wait for you here."

"Xiao Yan, I don't regret the annulment of the engagement three years ago, but I did it the wrong way."

"This apology is three years overdue."

Xiao Yan's eyes widened in surprise. Nalan Yanran would apologize to him in front of so many people?

The Yunlan Sect disciples on the field were in an uproar, and even the elders couldn't help but stand up. This was foolish.

For the young sect leader to apologize in front of others is a severe blow to the reputation of the Yunlan Sect.

Elder Yun Ling couldn't help but want to shout to protect the reputation of Yunlan Sect.

Yun Yun gently shook her head, calming the commotion among the many disciples of the Yunlan Sect.

"This agreement is a matter between Yanran and Xiao Yan, and we have no right to interfere."

As the sect leader, once she speaks, it's difficult for anyone in the sect to object.

The First Elder, Yun Ling, looked grim. He touched his storage ring, wondering whether he should report this matter to the old sect master, Yun Shan, who was in seclusion.

"Uncle Xiao Zhan, I'm sorry." Nalan Yanran faced Xiao Zhan and bowed her head in apology.

Xiao Zhan was surprised. He looked at the Yunlan Sect and then at the Nalan family's expressions.

They all looked ashen-faced.

Therefore, this apology was initiated by Nalan Yanran herself.

“My niece Nalan is still as straightforward as ever,” Xiao Zhan sighed.

Back then, it was the same; I was straightforward and came directly from the Yunlan Sect to the Xiao family to break off the engagement.

The same applies now; I apologized to him in the Yunlan Sect Square.

Nalan Yanran's beautiful eyes darkened, but Xiao Zhan did not make things difficult for her.

In the original world, it would have been remarkable if Nalan Yanran had the courage to apologize to him in public.

However, the final battle of this three-year agreement will not be fought by him, nor by the distinguished guests invited here to watch.

Instead, it was Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran. On the field, a gentle breeze was blowing. Nalan Yanran turned around with her sword in hand, while Xiao Yan, carrying the Xuanzhong Ruler on his back, watched calmly alongside her.

“Three years have passed, and people have indeed changed,” Xiao Yan said with a smile.

“Aren’t you the same?” Nalan Yanran said softly.

“Indeed, three years seems like a short time, but it is also a long time. You and I are both changing, but there is one thing that will not change.” A burning light flashed in Xiao Yan’s eyes as he looked at Nalan Yanran.

Nalan Yanran did the same; her slender fingers brushed across the sword's surface, lightly and resolutely, and she said:
"Fight, Xiao Yan!"

"The agreement between us, who is right and who is wrong, will be settled in the final battle!"

"Therefore, I will do my best to show you my respect!"

"All out?"

"Yes, give it your all!"

"Alright!" Xiao Yan threw off his black robe and stood in the square. "Since that's the case, let's unleash our strongest power right here, shall we?"

"Nalan Yanran!"

The two were like each other, their eyes filled with the same unwavering determination. Nalan Yanran said resolutely:

"Battle King, Nalan Yanran, please enlighten me!"

Her jade-like feet slowly left the ground, and a pair of cyan wings spread out from her back. She hovered in the air and looked at Xiao Yan on the ground.

"Hiss, the young sect master is actually a Dou Wang!"

"Battle King! Our young sect leader is a Battle King!"

Nalan Jia was also surprised and couldn't help but stand up, his hands trembling with excitement.

Their daughter and granddaughter are already powerful Dou Wang level experts.

Three years ago, he was just a fighter, but three years later, he has already crossed five major realms.

He became a Battle King!
Strangely, the other members of the Xiao family and Yao Lao on the field remained calm, their eyes filled with a peculiar look.

what's the situation?
Before the Yunlan Sect members could react, Xiao Yan stepped forward, slowly releasing his cultivation aura.

"Dou Di, Xiao Yan, has arrived as promised."

His Dou Di body appeared outside the Yunlan Sect, tens of thousands of feet high, blocking out the sky. His eyes looked down and met those of Nalan Yanran, who was flying in the air.

Fight... Emperor!

The disciples of Yunlan Sect were shocked, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. Some even tried to pinch each other's waists, wondering if this was a dream.

"That's impossible!" a disheveled voice rang out.

It was Yun Leng. He fell off his seat, looked up in disbelief, looking disheveled.

Three years.

It's only been three years.

How could someone who is only at the third stage of Dou Qi (Battle Aura) manage to cross nine major realms?

To become the strongest being at the pinnacle of the Dou Qi Continent, a Dou Di?!
Yun Yun's beautiful eyes widened, and her red lips parted in shock. Even she felt dazed by the cultivation aura that Xiao Yan was displaying, as if she were still in a dream, absurd and unreal.

"Dou Di... Xiao Yan?" Nalan Yanran's voice was also hoarse as she looked at Xiao Yan's face. His expression was calm, and his eyes met hers without any sadness or joy.

Yes.

What kind of expression would a Dou Di have when he hears a Dou Wang want to go all out against him?

Elephants don't care about the boastful words of ants at their feet; their gaze is never on what they look down at, but on what lies ahead.

Nalan Yanran's pretty face was bitter, and the long sword in her hand fell limply to the ground.

"I suppose even if I were to admit defeat now and be willing to serve you as a slave, I would still be doing you a disservice."

(End of this chapter)