Battle Through the Heavens - chapter-342
A turbulent force moved along Xiao Yan’s hand and burst forth. A
muffled groan which contained pain was emitted from Nalan Yanran’s
throat. Immediately, a mouthful of fresh blood moved along the corner of
her mouth and rolled down. The bright color silhouetted against her red
sleek mouth appeared enchanting.
Nalan Yanran’s eyes faintly contained some complicated emotions as she
stared at the young man’s face which had remained cold. She slowly
closed her eyes as her arms hung downward. Her body was like that of a
terribly defeated scene as it followed the wind and weakly fell down
toward the ground.
In the next moment, the entire place was silent!
All of the gazes were paused on the silhouette which was falling from
midair. The faces of those Misty Cloud Sect’s disciple were filled with
Nalan Yanran was the most outstanding person among the younger generation
of the Misty Cloud Sect. At the age of thirteen, she agglomerated and
formed a vortex, successfully advancing to a Dou Zhe. At sixteen, she
climbed to a Dou Shi. At twenty, she had become a Da Dou Shi!
A twenty year old Da Dou Shi. Although one would not dare to say that
this kind of training speed was the most outstanding one in the many
years that the Misty Cloud Sect has existed, it was more than sufficient
for her to be ranked among the top ten. However, this person, who was so
outstanding that many ordinary people respected her from deep within
their hearts, had actually lost to the one who was known as the trash of
the Xiao clan. This had undoubtedly caused those Misty Cloud Sect’s
disciple who had been viewing Nalan Yanran as a female god in their
hearts to feel a deep sense of defeat.
However, as they recalled the progress of Nalan Yanran’s training, some
people involuntarily associated the issue with Xiao Yan. When these
somewhat smart people chased away the hard feelings in their hearts and
seriously calculated Xiao Yan’s age and training speed, aghast suddenly
rose in their hearts.
Three years ago, Xiao Yan was not even a Dou Zhe. However, three years
later, his strength had already caught up to Nalan Yanran, having been
raised to the Da Dou Shi class.
In three years time, Xiao Yan had leaped past the Dou Zhe and Dou Shi
class, directly rising and stepping into the Da Dou Shi level. If one
said that Nalan Yanran’s training speed was something that others would
feel a respect for, then Xiao Yan’s one would probably cause people to
For more, visit lightnovelworld[/.]com
Abandoning Xiao Yan’s face whose tenderness had appeared to be honed
away, the hearts of some of those who knew the situation in detail could
not resist trembling. Only at this moment did they recall that Xiao Yan
was merely fourteen years old three years ago. Three years later, he
would be seventeen.
The maturity and calmness which Xiao Yan had been displaying had
concealed his true age from many people.
There were many people who had merely just reached the Dou Zhe class at
this age. However, this person who was once the trash of the Xiao clan
had already began to formally step onto the journey to becoming a strong
A seventeen years old Da Dou Shi!
Back then, the founders of the Misty Cloud Sect, those few prodigy who
had once shocked the continent had also coincidentally reached the Da Dou
Shi class at this age!
As they recalled all of this, some people quietly swallowed their saliva.
They exchanged glances with one another and their faces were instantly
covered with horror and cold sweat.
Of course, Xiao Yan’s training speed was related to the help Yao Lao
had given him. However, if Yao Lao had not quietly absorbed Xiao Yan’s
Dou Qi back then and Xiao Yan wouldn’t have had to waste that golden
period of time, who knew if Xiao Yan would be able to reach the Da Dou
Shi class at an earlier time? However, if Xiao Yan did not have the
honing of his character during the three years when he was a useless
person, who could guarantee that Xiao Yan would be able to have the
mental strength which even caused many people of the older generations to
One’s loss may be a blessing in disguise.
Visit lightnovelworld[/.]com for the best novel reading experience
The expression of Nalan Jie on the huge tree had become much darker at
this moment. His straight body was bent slightly as he let out a long
breath. As he sighed, his bitterness was so rich that it was difficult to
defuse. Something that was originally very good had ended up in the
current situation where he had not only lost an outstanding
grandson-in-law, which would cause everyone to be jealous of, but also
his face. He had really made a double loss.
Hearing Nalan Jie sigh, Mu Chen and the others beside him could only
wisely glance at each other and shake their heads with a bitter smile.
Xiao Yan’s performance had already far exceeded their expectations.
This little fellow who appeared to have been training by himself was
actually able to defeat Nalan Yanran who was specially groomed by the
Misty Cloud Sect. The speed of his growth during these three years was
something that stunned even Mu Cheng and the others.
“What an extraordinary little fellow.” Fa Ma sighed. Although Xiao
Yan had gained a little advantage with his flying Dou Technique during
the fight earlier, a sharp eyed person could tell with a glance that he
had experienced real blood and sweat while training for such a sharp
combat awareness to form. This was far from what Nalan Yanran, who was
pampered and trained with a careful training method, could compare with.
“He is indeed not a simple person. Given time, this fellow will
definitely become someone great!” Jia Xing Tian nodded his head. This
faint evaluation of his was something that he had given to such a young
person for the first time in many years.
Hai Bodong stared at into the sky and his heart sighed in relief. Quickly
following this, however, it became tense once again. This was because he
knew that the most dangerous part of their journey to the Misty Cloud
Sect was not the fight with Nalan Yanran, but those Elders of the Misty
Moving his gaze downward, Hai Bodong swept his gaze across the Elders of
the Misty Cloud Sect who were seated on the stone platform. When his gaze
swept passed the slightly green faced Yun Leng, hs brows were slightly
knit together. He flicked the hands under his sleeves gently and some
cold air slowly shrouded his palm, preparing to handle an abrupt change
at any moment.
“Damn little fellow!”
Carrying some anger with his hands, Yun Leng slammed it heavily on the
rock table by his side. His face was green. He did not expect that Xiao
Yan would not give them any face. The voice which he had used to remind
the latter earlier actually did not have any impact.
“First Elder, what do we do next? Nalan Yanran has already lost.” A
Misty Cloud Sect’s elder asked with a bitter laugh.
Yun Leng’s face changed repeatedly. Nalan Yanran represented the entire
Misty Cloud Sect. Now that she had lost the fight, it would undoubtedly
hurt the reputation of the Misty Cloud Sect. With their sect leader
currently absent, he, as the First Elder, would naturally need to think
of all the ways to save the reputation which they had lost.
“But if we don’t have a suitable excuse in front of the leaders of so
many fractions, how do we save our face? If we forcefully try to do
something, won’t it appear that our Misty Cloud Sect is no different
from bandits?” The thought repeatedly rotated within Yun Leng’s heart.
As his heart fretted over how to save the situation, Yun Leng’s gaze
suddenly paused on the white faced Ge Ye’s body below. Currently, the
latter’s appearance was as though he had seen a ghost. He stared at
Xiao Yan in midair. That shocked manner of his caused the already fretful
Yun Leng to be even more furious. He could not resist calling out softly,
“Ge Ye, be cautious of your image! You are the deacon within the Misty
Hearing Yun Leng’s cry, Ge Ye’s body trembled once. Finally, he
recovered. He turned his head over, pointed his quivering hand toward
Xiao Yan in midair while his mouth shivered. His suppressed soft voice
that could not hide his fear. “First Elder, he is the mysterious person
who killed Mo Cheng!”
These words that Ge Ye released was like a huge explosion that shocked
The expression of all the Misty Cloud Sect Elders on the stone platform
changed drastically in an instant.
Xiao Yan indifferently watched the falling graceful figure. He called the
bitterness and sadness on Nalan Yanran’s face earlier and some fatigue
once again flashed across his eyes. For this so called Three Year
Agreement, he had left his clan, left that cute girl whom he was worried
about. Now that the Three Year Agreement was finally over, his body and
even his spirit had at this moment, appeared to have put down a heavy
burden which had pressed on him until he had difficulty breathing.
“Finally, it is over.” With a soft sigh, the pair of wings in front
of him were flapped. His body followed the path in which Nalan Yanran
fell as he slowly descended. Just as he was about to land on the ground,
a white shadow suddenly drifted from Nalan Yanran’s chest. It followed
the wind and drifted toward Xiao Yan.
After grabbing the white shadow with his hand, Xiao Yan’s eyes glanced
at it and his body suddenly stiffened.
The white shadow was merely a white paper which was very neatly folded.
Perhaps it was because it had been folded countless of times, but some
small holes were appearing at the edge of the white paper. This white
paper was something that Xiao Yan was extremely familiar with. Back then,
in the hall of the Xiao clan’s home, a young man had peeled out this
white paper from the table and in a cool manner, wrote a divorce letter
which had shocked everyone.
Xiao Yan slowly unfolded the white paper. The somewhat innocent writing
vividly appeared on the paper. As his gaze swept downward, the handprint,
which was tainted with blood shone eye-piercingly under the sun.
Xiao Yan stared at this divorce letter for quite a while before gently
shaking his head. He glanced at Nalan Yanran who was on the verge of
hitting the ground. With a wave of his sleeve, a force appeared out of
nowhere and carried her on its back, while she slowly descended onto the
green rock surface.
Nalan Yanran supported her chest with her hand as she let out a few
intense coughs. Fresh blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth. Her
hand supported the ground and with some stubborness, she raised her head.
When she eyed Xiao Yan who was standing a short distance away and the
white paper in his hand, the expression on her face changed repeatedly. A
long while later, she appeared to have made a certain quiet decision.
Under the gaze of everyone, Nalan Yanran stood up with some difficulty.
Her somewhat hoarse low voice carried a bitterness that was difficult to
hide. “Xiao Yan, you have won. According to our agreement back then, if
I were to lose in the fight, I, Nalan Yanran will become your slave.”
“However, for the reputation of the sect, please pardon me for being
unable to do as what was agreed. In any case, my arrogant and
unreasonable image has already been deeply affixed within your heart. In
that case, let me be willful once more.”
“Looking back now, the method I used to handle the matter in the Xiao
clan was indeed inappropriate. Therefore, please help convey my apologies
to uncle Xiao in the future.”
As these words fell, Nalan Yanran’s hand was abruptly extended
vertically. It swayed gently and the longsword, which was not far from
the side of a Misty Cloud Sect disciple, was immediately pulled over by a
Nalan Yanran’s hand quickly grabbed the longsword. She clenched her
silver teeth and waved her longsword. The sharp edge of the sword
violently cleaved at her neck.
The sudden action of Nalan Yanran directly caused the faces of all the
Misty Cloud Sect’s disciples, including those Elders to change
drastically. They did not expect that Nalan Yanran would actually commit
suicide just because she had lost the fight. However, the former did not
have any intention of joking. The longsword danced and without any
unnecessary words, she directly cut at her neck.
Although there were some elders present who had the intention to save
her, the distance between them and Nalan Yanran meant that they could
only watch the sharp blade become increasingly closer to Nalan Yanran’s
The longsword carried a thick cold sword aura and cut across the air.
Just as it was about to come into contact with the snow white skin,
however, long fingers appeared from nowhere and immediately and violently
clipped on the blade. Following a ‘clang’ sound, the longsword
suddenly came to a stop. The sharp blade was on her fragile neck, leaving
behind a shallow bloody scar. Fresh blood slowly flowed down, leaving
behind eye-piercing blood lines.
When her longsword was stopped, Nalan Yanran abruptly lifted her head,
only to find a pair of indifferent dark black eyes.
“I don’t have much interest in taking you as a slave. Therefore, you
need not do such things to keep the reputation of the Misty Cloud Sect
intact.” Xiao Yan glanced at Nalan Yanran who had bit her red lips and
could not resist feeling helplessness rise up in his heart. Although he
had beat Nalan Yanran, it did not mean that he could truly let Nalan
Yanran become his slave. Regardless of how one put it, Nalan Yanran was
the junior sect leader of the Misty Cloud Sect. Those Misty Cloud
Sect’s Elders would definitely not allow him to do such a thing which
would damage the reputation of the Misty Cloud Sect.
Moreover, if Nalan Yanran were to really commit suicide on this spot, it
was likely that the Misty Cloud Sect would immediately become furious.
The relationship between them would truly become that of enemies! This
was not something that Xiao Yan would be happy to see.
“The Three Years Agreement is already over. In the future, we will no
longer have any entanglement with one another. Your loss today can be
considered as a small price for the wrong method that you have adopted
back then.” Xiao Yan said indifferently. The finger which was clipped
on the longsword pulled abruptly and was carelessly flung. The longsword
shot out and immediately pierced the ground violently in front of the
Misty Cloud Sect’s disciple from earlier. The hilt of the sword
“You should also know that this kind of paper agreement does not have
much binding power.”
Xiao Yan gently swung the divorce letter in his hand. He gently flicked
his finger and a green-colored flame rose from his finger. In front of
Nalan Yanran, it immediately burnt the paper into a pile of black ashes
that floated in the wind.
“Today, I will repeat the words that I have said to you three years
ago.” Xiao Yan carried a smile on his face. His soft voice slowly
reverberated over the quiet open ground.
“Nalan Yanran, in the future, you and our Xiao clan do not have any
relationship. Congratulations, you are free.”
As she eyed the smiling delicate and handsome young man, Nalan Yanran’s
face had a complicated expression. She had finally obtained the thing
which she had chased after. For some unknown reason, however, her heart
appeared to be very empty.
“Everyone, the exciting show is over. Please return to your homes.”
Xiao Yan lifted his head and smiled at everyone in the tall trees.
Immediately, he turned around and took a few steps. He pulled out the
huge Heavy Xuan Ruler from the ground and carelessly sheathed it on his
back. After which, he slowly walked out of the square in front of
countless of gazes.
As the sunlight poured down, that back which looked a little lonely, had
appeared much more relaxed than when it had first appeared.
Xiao Yan’s footsteps stepped out of the open ground. Just as he was
about to take a step down the stairs, the faint voice which caused Xiao
Yan’s heart to sink, finally sounded.
“Mister Xiao Yan, please stay behind. There are some matters which our
Misty Cloud Sect would like to personally verify.”