Chapter 700: Your whole family is sick!

He should have been more decisive and chased her away.

But for some reason, when he met those eyes flashing with cunning, he momentarily couldn't bear to speak, and the words to drive her away never came out.

"What business?"

This is promising!

"Yun Tribe Clan Leader, I see your breath is floating, your pulse unsteady, your Yin Tang dark... How about I cure your illness, and you give me a pass token for Yun Tribe Neicheng?"

Upon hearing that, Yun Batian's gaze deepened, his eyes turning sharp, like a hawk's, concealing immense pressure, as if trying to see through Ye Qingran.

Truly worthy of being the Yun Tribe Clan Leader!

If an ordinary person were stared at like that, they'd likely have been scared out of their wits already.

Ye Qingran complained in her heart.

"What do you want the token for?"

Ye Qingran shrugged, "Naturally, I hope to freely come and go between the inner and outer cities. I've heard the scenery in the inner city is exceptionally beautiful—Fudao and Zhanqiao Bridge, waterfall peaks, immortal cranes and spirit birds, misty sea sunsets, and so on—none are less than marvels of the human world, like a fairyland, and I especially want to come see them."

"Haven't you already seen it? Isn't it just like this?"

"What you say! How could it be the same? It's night now, pitch black, you can't see anything clearly, not to mention I can't even go to many places. When viewing scenery, one ought to be open and aboveboard; sneaking around is no fun."

"Silver-tongued!"

For some reason, Yun Batian strangely felt no aversion to this clever, mischievous lass.

Moreover, even though they had only just met, she gave him a feeling of closeness.

Could it be that they share a wondrous fate between them?

Yun Batian couldn't help but find his own thought amusing.

"Actually, a one-month temporary token would also do. After all, even the best scenery is enough to view for a month."

"You've thought of everything."

Ye Qingran hehe-laughed, not at all humble, "That's only natural, after all I'm doing business with the Yun Tribe Clan Leader you; if I weren't thorough, how dare I come here!"

Saying that, she also raised her eyebrows at Yun Batian, her brows and eyes animated, her whole person bright and lively.

Yun Batian was amused by her, yet his face showed little expression.

"I can give you the token, just as you said, limited to one month."

Yun Batian said, condensing a token in his hand and tossing it to Ye Qingran: "You've got the token, you may go now. On your way back, you needn't sneak about!"

What the heck?

Ye Qingran stared wide-eyed at the token flying toward her.

This grandfather, lacking martial virtue!

Is her goal just the token? Is she that shallow a person?

"No, I haven't treated your illness yet!"

"I'm not sick! Thank you!"

"No, you are sick!"

"You're the one who's sick! Your whole family is sick!"

Ye Qingran: "......"

So, in short, you are still sick!

Yun Batian turned and went back to his room, about to close the door, when he heard Ye Qingran shout: "I've taken the token; how could there be no reason not to treat your illness? Let me ask you one last time: will you treat me or not?"

"No treatment! Get lost!"

"My violent temper!" Ye Qingran gritted her teeth, "Fu Hanxiu, press him down!"

Fu Hanxiu's brow twitched, "Are you sure?"

Ye Qingran nodded firmly.

Fu Hanxiu felt it was really difficult for him.

What exactly had he done wrong?

If possible, he'd rather press the Holy Lord of Wuji Hall to the ground than press this future grandfather before him!

However, if he had to choose between offending Ye Qingran and offending the grandfather...

"Sorry, grandfather!"

Yun Batian sensed danger behind him, turned his head, and saw the masked man already approaching.

He was greatly shocked.

This man had not revealed his full strength just now; he had underestimated him!

"Treat her!" Fu Hanxiu did not immediately press Yun Batian, but instead gave him a choice at the end.

Yun Batian was utterly speechless.

Where exactly did these two people come from?

Are one or two of them just not thinking straight?

Besides disturbing his sleep in the middle of the night, they even said they wanted to treat his illness; in his view, it's they who are sick!

"What if I don't?"

Yun Batian's face darkened; at this moment he finally showed impatience.

"You have no chance to choose!"

I had thought Yun Batian would resist, but Fu Hanxiu exerted his full strength, never expecting Yun Batian to not fight back!

Fu Hanxiu easily subdued Yun Batian!

This scene caused Ye Qingran beside him to change her expression.

"You..."

Yun Batian is the clan leader of the Yun Tribe; he entered the rank of Human Emperor many years ago, so how could he not be a match for Fu Hanxiu?

Yun Batian's face turned pale, he gave a bitter smile, "You haven't mistaken; I cannot use my cultivation now. If you want to kill me, do it now!"

Ye Qingran furrowed her brows, for a moment not knowing how to react.

A Human Emperor, unable to use his cultivation—just how serious has it become? She never imagined Yun Batian's condition had become this dire!

She didn't ask further, stepped forward a few paces, and began to check Yun Batian's physical condition.

Not looking was fine; but once she looked, it startled Ye Qingran.

"How could this be..."

Yun Batian said dismissively, "You see, my body is beyond saving, isn't it?"

His own body—he knows it best.

He is at death's door, his illness is beyond cure.

Ye Qingran didn't respond to that, but instead asked back, "Do you know someone is harming you?"

Yun Batian's eyes flashed, he gave a disdainful cold laugh, "Who could harm Yun Batian?"

Ye Qingran naturally didn't believe it, narrowed her eyes, and said word by word, "It's Yun Lan, right?"

Yun Batian glared at Ye Qingran, his eyes like knives.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Yun Lan is my daughter! How could she harm me?"

"Is that so?" Ye Qingran gave a cold smile, not bothering to argue, "You say it's not, then it's not."

"Who exactly are you?" Yun Batian stared deeply at Ye Qingran and demanded in a low voice.

"I've said it before, my name is Ye Qingran."

Ye Qingran gave a light smile, then weighed the token in her hand, "Rest assured, since I've taken your token, I will cure your illness."

Yun Batian quibbled, "I've said it before, I'm not sick!"

"Well, you're not sick; I am. All right?"

Ye Qingran went along with it.

Yun Batian: "......"

"How much longer are you going to hold me down?"

Yun Batian snapped angrily.

Fu Hanxiu decisively let go.

He almost forgot he was pressing not someone else, but his future maternal grandfather.

"You little girl, is your brain not working? I've said I don't need it, I don't need it, why won't you listen?"

"If my brain were working, I wouldn't come to look at your illness in the middle of the night."

Yun Batian: "......"

He actually couldn't refute it!

Fu Hanxiu: Feeling offended!

Yun Batian's complexion gradually grew desolate.

His beloved wife dead, his beloved daughter missing, he, heartbroken and disillusioned, had long since become indifferent to life and death; if not for a sliver of hope, he might have already chosen to follow that smiling flower away.

At that moment, a commotion came from outside; Fu Hanxiu said in a deep voice, "Someone's coming!"