Chapter 70: Old Master Nalan, I Can Cure You!

In the early morning, the rising sun pierced through the darkness, revealing the intense battlefield of last night.

The physically robust Xiao Yan soon opened his eyes, and looking at the blonde beauty collapsed in his arms, a smug smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"Hmm~" Not long after, Ya Fei also opened her eyes from her slumber.

"Awake?" Xiao Yan turned on his side to wrap his arms around Ya Fei's waist, stroking her pretty face with one hand as he asked softly.

"Ugh!" Upon seeing Xiao Yan's face, Ya Fei's originally hazy consciousness suddenly jolted awake.

Her body jerked upward, and the necklace on her neck fell into the cleavage under the force of gravity, forming an indescribably wonderful scene.

After a brief moment of panic, Ya Fei waited for a while and, discovering that Xiao Yan did not come for her again, her tense emotions gradually relaxed.

Xiao Yan opened his arms at the right moment; Ya Fei rolled her eyes, but still obediently lay back down.

"You were really—could you not have come a few less times!" Ya Fei beat Xiao Yan's chest with some dissatisfaction. Recalling the other party's almost endless demands last night, she could still feel a chill even now.

"Alright, don't be angry. It was my fault." Xiao Yan gently grabbed Ya Fei's hand, took the opportunity to stroke it twice, and laughed: "But this is also your fault; who told you to be so tempting? To be honest, even now—" As Xiao Yan said this, the distance between him and Ya Fei closed by another two points.

"You, don't you dare!" Ya Fei leaned back in some terror. But how could a weak rabbit escape the palm of a lion? She was pinched twice by Xiao Yan.

However, Xiao Yan still considered Ya Fei's situation and did not make any further moves.

When the auction for the day was about to begin, the figures of Xiao Yan and Ya Fei walked into yesterday's private room one after the other.

At this moment inside the private room, Yao Yue was already waiting there, her sharp gaze scanning over the two of them like a radar.

However, both were professionally trained people; although Ya Fei had some difficulty walking because of last night's events, she still hid it very well. Walking to yesterday's position, it was as if nothing had happened. But when Yao Yue's gaze shifted away, the look she cast toward Xiao Yan carried an attachment that had not been there until yesterday.

Although she discovered nothing, Yao Yue did not relax her vigilance, sitting by Xiao Yan's side until the end of today's auction, her hands tightly clutching Xiao Yan's arm, unwilling to leave for even a step.

When the auction ended in the afternoon, according to yesterday's agreement, Nalan Yanran appeared at the entrance of the auction house.

After Xiao Yan bid the two women farewell, he followed this soon-to-be former fiancée to a magnificent mansion.

"Haha, nephew Xiao Yan, welcome to our Nalan family, please come in."

As soon as Xiao Yan arrived at the entrance, a hearty voice came from inside the door.

A middle-aged man dressed in luxurious attire was seen walking out from the door very enthusiastically.

Although it was their first meeting, Xiao Yan recognized the identity of the person before him at the first moment, smiling and cupping his hands as he said: "Junior Xiao Yan, greets Uncle Nalan."

"Hahaha, good, good, good. Oh my, I have long heard that my nephew is a man of talent and refined demeanor; seeing you today, it is truly well-deserved. Oh, stop standing at the door, the old master is already waiting!" Nalan Su said with extreme enthusiasm.

Even Nalan Yanran said politely: "Please come in, Xiao Yan."

"Then I shall impose on you, Uncle Nalan." Xiao Yan cupped his hands again and followed the father and daughter of the Nalan family into the mansion before them.

As one of the three great families of the Imperial Capital, the Nalan family's area was extremely large, covering several hundred mu; the three of them walked along winding paths for quite a while before finally seeing the side chamber of Old Master Nalan Jie.

Yet even after arriving outside the side chamber, Xiao Yan did not see the old master's figure.

It seems that although it was still early, the old master's body was already very weak, Xiao Yan could not help but sigh.

Nalan Su stepped forward first to knock on the door, saying: "Father, Xiao Yan is here."

Soon, a resonant voice came from inside the room: "Come in."

Pushing the door and entering, they saw that Nalan Jie, who had always been leaning on the bed, was this time dressed neatly with the help of attendants, his waist held straight, and he was sitting cross-legged on the bed in a rigorous manner.

Clearly, for an outsider like Xiao Yan, Old Master Nalan did not wish to reveal a weak appearance.

Feeling a sense of admiration, Xiao Yan stepped forward first, cupped his hands in a salute, and said: "Junior Xiao Yan, greets Old Master Nalan."

"Hmm." Nalan Jie nodded, which counted as a response: "Not bad, gifted with talent, imposing and dignified, and also polite; you are truly worthy of being the young hero famous throughout the Imperial Capital. If Xiao Lin knew in the underworld that his grandson had reached this point today, he would certainly be happy."

"Many thanks for the praise, Old Master." Xiao Yan smiled slightly; although one should generally be humble at such a time, given Xiao Yan's overwhelming advantage, being humble would be a bit fake, so he accepted it directly.

"I have already heard from Yanran about your purpose for coming here today. Although it is a pity that the marriage contract I made with Brother Xiao Lin back then was not fulfilled, since you two juniors have already discussed it, we elders will naturally not force you." Sighing, although Nalan Jie truly respected Nalan Yanran's thoughts, it was impossible to say he felt no regret at losing such a golden son-in-law as Xiao Yan, not to mention that this also contained the friendship between him and Xiao Lin.

However, what must come will eventually come, and Nalan Jie continued: "I have already had Su'er prepare the written agreement regarding the two of you breaking off the engagement; you can just go find him to sign it later."

As he spoke, Nalan Jie glanced at Nalan Su; although Nalan Su looked reluctant, he nodded, then prepared to take the prepared agreement out from his storage ring.

"We of the Nalan family have also prepared a banquet to welcome you. Yanran, although you are breaking off the engagement today, we cannot be impolite; Xiao Yan is still a distinguished guest of our Nalan family, so you take him to the main hall." Forcing down the urge to cough in his chest, Nalan Jie said to Nalan Yanran. The body tortured by the Brand Poison made this former Dou Wang-level powerhouse unable to guarantee even a long conversation, and he could only issue a dismissal in this way.

Knowing Nalan Jie's situation, Nalan Yanran naturally guessed some of it, and naturally would not refute, turning to say to Xiao Yan: "Let's go."

Who would have thought that Xiao Yan had no intention of leaving, reaching out to stop Nalan Yanran who wanted to take him away, and continuing to say to Nalan Jie: "Wait, actually Xiao Yan has another matter today."

"Oh? Please speak." Nalan Jie continued to endure the pain of his illness, asking as if he were a normal person.

Nalan Yanran, however, frowned slightly, somewhat annoyed by Xiao Yan's behavior of delaying the conversation.

"It is like this, I heard that Old Master Nalan has been suffering from the invasion of Brand Poison all these years; I wonder if I might take a look?"

"What? You can cure it?" Nalan Jie looked at Xiao Yan in some surprise.

"Of course, I do have a certain amount of confidence in curing the Old Master." Xiao Yan nodded and said confidently.

However, what made Xiao Yan somewhat surprised was that Nalan Jie did not feel surprised or happy because of Xiao Yan's answer, but instead looked at Nalan Su behind Xiao Yan with some questioning.

It was not just Nalan Jie; even Nalan Yanran behind Xiao Yan was doing the same.

But regarding their questioning gazes, Nalan Su blinked innocently, as if saying: I don't know, I didn't say anything! Even if I did say it, how would I know Xiao Yan could cure Brand Poison? Besides, shouldn't the point be that Xiao Yan can cure the Brand Poison? And also————

Despite not saying a single word, Nalan Jie and Nalan Yanran miraculously understood Nalan Su's meaning. Thus, amidst Xiao Yan's bewildered expression, Nalan Su and Nalan Jie turned their focus to Nalan Yanran.

Facing the gazes of the two elders, Nalan Yanran immediately blushed, and in her heart, she felt some resentment toward herself from two days ago—why did she have to say that extra sentence!

Finally, it was Nalan Jie who ended this family staring contest, coughed twice, and said: "Then—since that is the case, I will trouble you, Xiao Yan. By the way, is there anything you want?"

Nalan Jie asked Xiao Yan: "After all, you and Yanran have broken off the engagement, so we cannot take advantage of you; the proper reward should still be given."

I was just waiting for those words! Xiao Yan thought to himself, and replied: "The Old Master is righteous; to tell you the truth, Xiao Yan does indeed want one thing."

"Oh, I wonder what it is. Rest assured, as long as it is something our Nalan family has, or can obtain, just name it!" Nalan Jie said magnanimously.

"The item Xiao Yan wants is none other than the Seven-Illusion Green Spirit Saliva!" Xiao Yan said loudly.

"What?" Hearing the item Xiao Yan wanted, the three people of the Nalan family were instantly stunned.

This Seven-Illusion Green Spirit Saliva was different from other treasures; it was brought back the year Nalan Yanran was born, and all these years it had been kept in the Nalan family's warehouse as Nalan Yanran's dowry. In a sense, this could also be said to have been prepared for Xiao Yan from the start, as the two had a marriage contract.

However, very few people in the Nalan family knew about this; it could be said that only the three people here and Nalan Yanran's mother knew.

But looking at Xiao Yan's appearance————it seems he doesn't know? Nalan Jie thought, a strange feeling rising in his heart, and he turned his head to look at Nalan Yanran again; Nalan Su did the same.

"Xiao Yan! Don't go too far!" Unable to hold back any longer, Nalan Yanran finally roared at Xiao Yan.

"What?" Xiao Yan truly did not know the identity of the Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python's saliva, so at this moment, he could not understand the reason for Nalan Yanran's anger.

"Alright Yanran, let's head out first. Since Worthy Nephew Xiao Yan has the ability to cure your grandfather, we should not disturb him any further." As he spoke, Nalan Su directly used his cultivation as a Dou Ling to restrain Nalan Yanran: "In that case, I will trouble you with the old man, my father, Worthy Nephew Xiao Yan."

After speaking, Nalan Su forcibly took Nalan Yanran and walked out.

Outside the door, after Nalan Su released the restraint, Nalan Yanran immediately questioned him: "You old man with no dignity, was it some trick you pulled!"

"Stinky girl, what are you saying? What kind of trick could I pull?" Nalan Su said with a frown: "Could I make Xiao Yan cure your grandfather? If I couldn't, how would you have me pull a trick?"

"Then how could it be such a coincidence!" Nalan Yanran was not convinced by Nalan Su's answer.

"This—thinking about it carefully, it isn't strange. First of all, as an excellent alchemist, it is not impossible for Xiao Yan to have a way to cure your grandfather, and furthermore, it is not strange for an alchemist to be interested in the Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python's saliva." Nalan Su thought for a moment and stated his view.

"Then why is it exactly the Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python's saliva!" Nalan Yanran still found it somewhat unacceptable.

"What is strange about this? Besides the Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python's saliva, what else is in our Nalan family's warehouse that the Mittel Auction House doesn't have?" Nalan Su glanced at Nalan Yanran and retorted.

"Ugh!"