Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor's Son Xiao Yan

Chapter 97 What is Diabetes?

"Yun Potian is the founding patriarch of the Yunlan Sect!" Nalan Yanran's body stiffened, her mind went blank, and she was even unsure whether to leave quickly or stay here.

Her intuition told her that there was great danger involved.

"Ignore that madman; he's out of his mind." The old woman smiled.

"Is it really appropriate to talk about the founding ancestor of our Yunlan Sect in front of me?" Despite knowing that the old woman in front of her was very dangerous, Nalan Yanran couldn't help but complain in her heart.

"It seems you still want to save this old man." Seeing Nalan Yanran's expression, the old woman's tone changed, and she continued to tempt her, "As long as you split this boulder, you can rescue this old man."

Nalan Yanran hesitated briefly.

"Don't believe her. Go find help. At least a Dou Zong level expert is needed." The weak voice reached Nalan Yanran's ears, causing her to shudder.

Without further hesitation, she leaped away and left the place.

Watching Nalan Yanran's departing figure, the old woman's smile vanished, replaced by a gloomy expression.

"Want to find help? The strongest in this small sect is only a Dou Huang, hehe. As long as he's not a high-level Dou Zong, he'll be possessed by me the moment he breaks through this barrier."

"Old man, your time is running out. In three years at most, you will be completely refined by me!"

She gave a cold laugh and quietly disappeared from the boulder.

A gentle breeze blows, and the grass and trees sway in the wind, as if nothing has happened here.

However, when Nalan Yanran returned to her room, her back was already soaked with sweat.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, a hint of lingering fear in her eyes.

"Where should I look for a Dou Zong expert?" A hint of worry appeared between Nalan Yanran's delicate brows.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck her.

"It seems that Xiao Yan will be arriving at the Yunlan Sect tomorrow. Given the abilities of the two elders behind him, they definitely possess that power."

"As long as Xiao Yan is willing to help, there shouldn't be any problem with this matter." Nalan Yanran breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the bright moonlight outside the window with a complicated expression.

Thinking back on what I said to Xiao Yan a few days ago, it's really laughable.

I never expected that in just a few days, I would have to ask him for help twice.

That night, Nalan Yanran was destined to be unable to calm her mind and cultivate. Every time she closed her eyes, she would think of that handsome young man in white robes.

The next morning, Xiao Yan woke up from his meditation.

To be precise, he was awakened by a commotion.

"What a noisy brat, making such a fuss so early in the morning." Xiao Yan walked out of the room with a long face. Ya Fei was still fast asleep, and it seemed that her cultivation last night was still a bit tiring for her.

A light mist hung over the quiet courtyard, and sunlight streamed down, casting a golden glow. Dewdrops glistened on the grass and trees.

"Hey, ho! Hey, ho!"

On the grass beside the pavilion, Hunxin's small figure was in a horse stance, carefully and seriously punching his little fists, his face serious and focused.

Seeing her earnest expression, Xiao Yan, as a kind teacher, was deeply moved, so he quietly walked behind her and gently kicked her.

"Thud!" Hun Xin lost his balance and fell face-first onto the lawn.

A moment later, Hun Xin got up from the grass, rubbed the dew and dirt off her face, and turned around with a murderous look on her face. There she saw her master looking at her with a smile.

"Master, why did you kick me?" Hun Xin frowned.

"What are you practicing? Didn't I give you a method to cultivate your fighting spirit? Why aren't you practicing it?" Xiao Yan looked at the little bean sprout in front of him.

"Because I can't read!" Hun Xin said matter-of-factly.

"Xiao Cui, haven't you been teaching her to read lately? How much has this girl learned?" Xiao Yan looked at the maid who was taking care of Hun Xin.

The maid Xiao Cui turned pale and her body trembled slightly.

"Just tell me the truth about how much you've learned, and I won't blame you," Xiao Yan said, gently patting her shoulder.

"In response to Lord Xiao Yan, Miss Hun Xin has learned a total of five words these past few days."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan's expression stiffened.

Which five characters?

"It's the word 'red,' the word 'burn,' the word 'meat,' the word 'stick,' and the word 'sugar,'" Xiao Cui said obediently.

Xiao Yan's vision went black.

"How about that? I'm amazing, right? I memorized five words in seven days." Hun Xin crossed his arms and looked at Xiao Yan with a proud expression.

"Impressive." Xiao Yan nodded helplessly.

"Master, can you treat me to braised pork and lollipops?" Hun Xin looked at Xiao Yan expectantly, with drool even dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Eating so many sweets will give you diabetes," Xiao Yan said, rubbing his forehead.

"What kind of urine is 'diabetic urine'? It sounds sweet. Does it taste good?" Hun Xin looked at Xiao Yan curiously.

"Master, have you ever had diabetes?"

"I didn't!" Xiao Yan's forehead veins throbbed slightly.

"Disciple, can't you be a little more careful?"

"Snacks? What snacks?" Hun Xin's eyes lit up again.

Xiao Yan clenched and unclenched his fist repeatedly, finally letting out a soft sigh.

"Oh well, this is for the best. At least it proves that this girl is no longer a threat," Xiao Yan comforted himself.

"Xiao Cui, for the next three days, don't give this girl anything to eat except for staple food and water," Xiao Yan instructed Xiao Cui.

"Yes, Lord Xiao Yan." Xiao Cui nodded quickly.

"Sister Xiaocui, what did Master just say to you?"

"Lord Xiao Yan said," Xiao Cui whispered in Hun Xin's ear with a hint of vengeful smile on her face.

"Wow, how can there be such a heartless teacher in the world?" A moment later, the child's cries echoed throughout half of Mittel Manor.

At this moment, Xiao Yan could no longer hear Hun Xin's painful wails. He had already flapped his Dou Qi wings and broken through the rising sea of ​​clouds, flying towards the Yunlan Sect.

I didn't bring Ya Fei with me on this trip, since my motives weren't entirely pure.

At this moment, the mature and sensible older sister showed her understanding. Not only did Ya Fei not show too much jealousy, she even thoughtfully prepared a route map of the Yunlan Sect for him.

This ancient sect, with a history of nearly a thousand years, is located in Yunlan Mountain, northwest of the capital.

This mountain range is a small extension of the Monster Mountain Range, but there are no high-level monsters nearby, making it suitable for both offense and defense.

In addition, Yunlan Sect possesses its own unique natural formations, with energy much denser than that of the outside world, making it a rare and blessed land in the Jia Ma Empire.

This place was once a first-rate power in the Northwest Continent. However, with the passage of time, the fall of the founding patriarch Yun Potian, and the loss of many secret techniques, the Yunlan Sect has fallen from a first-rate power in the Northwest Continent to the bottom of the second-rate power.

The entire sect doesn't even have a single Dou Zong expert.

Looking down at the beautiful, picturesque mountains shrouded in mist, Xiao Yan couldn't help but think of the stunning master and disciple from the previous night.

"Heh heh." A wicked smile appeared on his lips, followed by an old voice.

"Halt! This is the sacred ground of the Yunlan Sect. Who dares to trespass here?"

"Hmm?" Xiao Yan frowned, staring at the old man who flew out in front of him.

(End of this chapter)