Covering the Sky: Simultaneous transmigration, but both clones are women.

Xiao Yan was stunned.

"All things in this world are illusory to me. Power, wealth, and love are nothing but fleeting clouds."

Nalan Yanran's voice was clear and cold, like pearls falling on a jade plate. Every word seemed to fall from the heavens, carrying a transcendent and otherworldly feeling.

"The path I'm taking is the road to heaven."

"The view I want to see is from the highest heavens."

"This mere marriage contract is nothing but a speck of dust to me. But to you..."

She turned to look at Xiao Yan, her gaze calm and profound.

"Your path shouldn't end here!"

Xiao Yan was completely stunned.

His hand holding the jade bottle trembled slightly as he looked at the snow-white-clad girl before him, a complex emotion welling up inside him that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

Aspiring to the Great Way...

These four words rolled through his mind, carrying an indescribable shock.

It turned out to be the case.

So that's what kind of person she is.

It's not that I look down on him, it's not that I'm humiliating him, it's just...

She has her own path to follow.

Xiao Yan took a deep breath, gripped the jade bottle tightly in his hand, and bowed deeply to Nalan Yanran.

Thank you.

His voice was a little hoarse, but this time, there was no anger, no resentment, only a heavy gratitude.

"I will repay this kindness tenfold in the future!"

Nalan Yanran waved her hand and turned to leave.

Her moon-white dress fluttered gently in the mountain breeze, her black hair cascaded down her back, and her figure was slender and upright, like an orchid growing on a cliff, lonely and proud.

Xiao Yan stood there, watching her figure gradually disappear into the distance, until that white figure completely vanished into the depths of the mountains and forests, before he finally let out a long breath.

He looked down at the jade bottle in his hand and murmured, "A heart devoted to the Great Dao... such an extraordinary woman is the kind of person I, Xiao Yan, should strive to pursue!"

……

mountain road.

After Nalan Yanran was out of Xiao Yan's sight, she suddenly quickened her pace and almost ran into a grove of trees.

She leaned against a big tree, looked up at the branches and leaves above her head, and let out a long breath.

"Phew~~"

She patted her chest, and her lips twitched twice.

"What do you mean by 'aspiring to the Great Way'...?"

She muttered under her breath, her tone full of helplessness, "My hobby is women! Women! Women!"

Say the important thing three times.

Nalan Yanran clenched her fist and waved it twice in the air, as if venting something.

"I, Nalan Yanran, a dignified transmigrator, a pure man in my past life, will never marry a man in this life, even if you beat me to death!"

She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, her gaze becoming distant.

"But... Xiao Yan will be the Flame Emperor in the future, the ruler of the Dou Qi Continent."

"What if I don't make a good impression on him, and he makes things difficult for me in the future?"

Nalan Yanran shuddered, the image of Xiao Yan being able to shatter a small mountain with a single breath flashing through her mind, and she felt a chill run down her spine.

So...

She sighed, plucked a leaf from the tree, and twirled it twice between her fingers.

"A marriage that should be annulled should still be annulled, face should still be given, and a way out should still be left for future possibilities."

"Ten Qi Gathering Powders are nothing, just consider it an investment."

She stood with her hands on her hips, looking up at the sky with a determined gaze.

"When I become a Dou Di (Battle Emperor) in the future, ten Qi Gathering Pills? Hmph, I'll refine a hundred a day and eat them like candy!"

Thinking of this, Nalan Yanran's lips finally curved into a smile.

She patted off non-existent dust from her skirt and turned to walk towards the Yunlan Sect.

"Alright, alright, it's time to go back and cultivate."

As she walked, she muttered to herself, "Master Yunyun is so good to me, I must cultivate diligently and not let her down."

【Ding! 】

A crisp notification sound suddenly exploded in my mind.

Nalan Yanran stopped in her tracks, her whole body frozen in place.

A pale blue light curtain appeared out of thin air, hovering in the center of her vision, with a faint mist swirling around its edges, exuding an indescribable and mysterious aura.

In the center of the light screen, a line of ancient characters slowly appeared:

[Group Owner Ye Chen (My Brother is the Heavenly Emperor) invites you to join the group chat "A Loving Family". Do you agree?]

Nalan Yanran was stunned.

She stared at that name for a full three breaths, then parted her lips slightly and uttered a single word:

"ha?"

......

The world of the Tang Dynasty.

Wanwan, dressed in white, walked barefoot on the bluestone path. The mountain wind swept past her ears, making her clothes flutter.

She walked quickly, but her steps were so light that it was as if she were walking on clouds. Each step was silent, as if she had become one with the wind in the mountains and the mist in the forest.

Within the body, the Heavenly Demon Scripture circulates on its own.

The cool energy flowed continuously through her meridians, requiring no deliberate guidance, no sitting meditation, and not even any distraction to control it.

Eating, drinking, walking, and sleeping all contribute to the automatic operation of the cultivation technique, which continuously increases one's cultivation level.

"This feeling..."

Wanwan raised her hand, looked at her fair and slender palm, and smiled slightly, curving into a beautiful arc.

She could clearly feel that every second, the Heavenly Demon True Qi within her body was increasing at a visible rate.

It's not the slow accumulation like a trickle, but rather like a river that keeps widening, with the current becoming stronger and the flow increasing.

"At this speed..."

Wanwan silently calculated in her mind, a glint of light flashing in her eyes, "At most three months, I can break through to the Grandmaster realm!"

Three months.

From the late stage of the Innate Realm to the Grandmaster, in the world of The Legend of the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, this is simply a fantasy.

Many brilliant geniuses are stuck at the late stage of the Innate Realm for eight or ten years without making any progress.

And for her, it only takes three months.

Wanwan's smile widened, and her eyes gleamed with an almost arrogant light.

She's already dreaming about the future.

First, go to Yangzhou and retrieve the Longevity Formula from the Shilong Taoist Temple.

With her current strength, a mere stone dragon is nothing more than a piece of cake for her.

After obtaining the Longevity Manual, relying on his extraordinary wisdom, his daily arduous cultivation, and his heaven-defying comprehension—that insignificant, icing-on-the-cake, dispensable advantage…

It provides a little assistance in optimizing the Longevity Formula.

At that time, the Heavenly Demon Art and the Longevity Technique will be used simultaneously, cultivating both demonic and spiritual paths.

What evil king Shi Zhixuan, what heavenly swordsman Song Que, what Ning Daoqi.

They're all just a bunch of worthless idiots!

Even burdened by the shattered demonic sect... I, the Emperor, am still invincible in this world!

Wanwan couldn't help but laugh out loud when she thought of this.

The laughter, clear and crisp like pearls falling onto a jade plate, drifted far and wide in the mountain breeze, startling the birds roosting in the forest, which fluttered and flew towards the horizon.

However, after laughing, she suddenly frowned.

Their pace slowed down.

Wanwan looked down at her hands, her fair and slender fingers slightly curled, and a faint black mist swirled in her palms.

"strangeness……"

She murmured to herself, a hint of confusion appearing between her brows.