Fighting Breaks the Heaven

Yunlan Sect

In the hall, Xiao Zhan and the three elders were eagerly conversing with the unfamiliar old man. However, it seemed that the old man had something difficult to say, as he often hesitated and reluctantly swallowed his words. Whenever this happened, the delicate young lady beside him couldn't help but give the old man a glance of impatience.

After listening intently for a while, Xiao Yan shook his head with boredom.

"Brother Xiao Yan, do you know their identities?" Just when Xiao Yan was bored enough to feel sleepy, the girl named Xun'er beside him, with her delicate fingers turning the pages of an antique book, smiled without looking up and asked.

"You know?" Turning his head in surprise, Xiao Yan asked incredulously.

"See the cloud-shaped silver sword on the sleeves of their robes?" Xun'er smiled and said.

"Oh," Xiao Yan's heart skipped a beat as he turned his gaze to the sleeves of the three people and indeed found a cloud-shaped silver sword.

"They are from the Cloud Mist Sect," Xiao Yan exclaimed in surprise.

Although he hadn't ventured out for training, Xiao Yan had read about this sect in some books. The city where the Xiao family resided was called Wutan City, which belonged to the Garma Empire. Although the city had become one of the empire's major cities due to its strategic location next to the Beast Mountain Range, it was still only at the bottom of the list.

The Xiao family had considerable influence in Wutan City, but it was not the only one. There were two other families in the city with comparable strength to the Xiao family. The three families had been competing openly and secretly for decades without a clear winner.

If the Xiao family was a tyrant in Wutan City, then the Cloud Mist Sect that Xiao Yan mentioned could be considered a tyrant in the entire Garma Empire. The gap between them was like a chasm, which explained why even his usually serious father spoke with reverence in their presence.

"Why are they here at our family?" Xiao Yan asked in a puzzled whisper.

The delicate fingertips paused momentarily, and Xun'er remained silent for a while before saying, "Perhaps it's related to Brother Xiao Yan."

"I... I haven't had any dealings with them," Xiao Yan stammered and shook his head in denial.

"Do you know the name of that young lady?" Xun'er glanced casually at the delicate young lady opposite them.

"What?" Xiao Yan furrowed his brows and asked.

"Nalan Yanran," Xun'er's face showed a hint of strangeness as she glanced at Xiao Yan, who looked stiff.

"Nalan Yanran? The granddaughter of Marshal Lionheart Nalan Jie of the Garma Empire? The... the fiancée who was betrothed to me by mutual agreement?" Xiao Yan's face stiffened as he said.

"Hehe, Grandpa and Marshal Nalan Jie were close friends who had shared life and death. When you and Nalan Yanran were born at the same time, the two elders arranged this marriage. However, unfortunately, three years after your birth, Grandpa died of severe injuries from a battle with his enemies. As time passed, the relationship between the Xiao family and the Nalan family gradually faded," Xun'er paused and looked at Xiao Yan's widened eyes, then chuckled and continued, "Marshal Nalan Jie is not only stubborn but also extremely concerned about promises. He personally agreed to the marriage, so even though Xiao Yan's reputation has been poor in recent years, he never sent anyone to break the engagement."

"This old man is indeed cute and stubborn," Xiao Yan couldn't help but shake his head with a smile when he heard this.

"Marshal Nalan Jie has absolute authority in the family, and no one dares to oppose his words. Although he loves his granddaughter Nalan Yanran very much, it would be difficult for him to break the engagement. Xun'er's beautiful eyes curved into a smile as she teased, "But five years ago, Nalan Yanran was personally taken as a disciple by the leader of the Cloud Mist Sect, Yun Yun. Over the past five years, Nalan Yanran has shown exceptional talent in cultivation, earning Yun Yun's favor. When a person has the power to change their fate, they will try their best to get rid of things they don't like. Unfortunately, the marriage between Brother Xiao Yan and her is the thing she is most dissatisfied with."

"You mean she's here to break the engagement?"

Xiao Yan's face changed, and a surge of anger welled up in his heart. This anger was not due to Nalan Yanran's discrimination against him. Honestly, although the opposite young lady was beautiful, Xiao Yan was not a lustful man controlled by his desires. Even if he couldn't marry her, he would only feel a man's usual regret. However, if she really asked his father to break the engagement in public, his father's dignity as the clan leader would be completely lost.

Nalan Yanran was not only beautiful and prestigious but also talented. Anyone talking about this matter would think that Xiao Yan was a toad trying to eat a swan but ended up being stepped on by the swan. In that case, not only Xiao Yan but also his father would become a laughingstock and lose their prestige.

Taking a deep breath of the cold air, Xiao Yan's hand hidden in his sleeve had already tightened into a fist: "If I were a Fighter now, who would dare treat me like this?"

Indeed, if Xiao Yan had the strength of a Fighter at this moment, even with the support of the Cloud Mist Sect, Nalan Yanran wouldn't dare behave like this. A fifteen-year-old Fighter, hey, in the long history of the**** (Douqi Continent), there have only been a few such individuals, and they have all become prominent figures in the world of Douqi cultivation.

A delicate hand quietly slipped through the sleeve and gently pressed on Xiao Yan's tightly fisted hand. Xun'er said softly, "Brother Xiao Yan, if she really acts like this, it will only be her loss. Xun'er believes that she will regret her shallow perspective today in the future."

"Regret?" Xiao Yan sneered, his face full of self-deprecation. "Do I have the qualification now?"

"Xun'er, you seem to know a lot about them. Some of the things you said before may not even be known to my father. How did you find out?" Xiao Yan waved his hand and suddenly changed the subject, asking.

Xun'er was taken aback but only smiled without answering.

Seeing Xun'er's evasion, Xiao Yan could only helplessly shake his lips. Although Xun'er also had the surname Xiao, she was not related to him by blood. Moreover, Xiao Yan had never met Xun'er's parents. Whenever he asked his father about them, his smiling father would immediately shut up, obviously tabooing and even fearing the topic of Xun'er's parents.

In Xiao Yan's heart, Xun'er's identity was extremely mysterious. No matter how he asked indirectly, the little girl would cleverly respond with silence, leaving Xiao Yan with no way to proceed.

"Well, forget it. I don't want to bother you. If you don't want to say it, then don't," Xiao Yan shook his head and his face suddenly darkened as the old man, under Nalan Yanran's constant hints, finally stood up.

"Heh, using the Cloud Mist Sect to intimidate my father? This Nalan Yanran is really cunning," a furious sneer echoed in Xiao Yan's heart.