Chapter 710: Be My Man, Honored?

"Me?"

Ye Qingran lifted the corner of her eyebrows, gave a faint smile, and looked toward the Blood Jade Pillar not far away.

Because this is a magical artifact space, separate from Yunzhong City, the Yun Tribe Bloodline cannot manifest outward; like Donghai Cheng, it still requires the aid of a Blood Jade Pillar.

"I am Yun Lan's terminator!"

She said, raised her hand, and a drop of blood fell into the Blood Jade Pillar.

In an instant, a surge of red light shot upward from beneath the pure white Blood Jade Pillar, and in the blink of an eye it dyed half of the pillar crimson.

Everyone was stunned.

At this rate, Ye Qingran must be of a direct lineage.

The red light continued to rise rapidly, and before long it reached the ninth segment.

Everyone was stunned.

Ninth-segment Yun Tribe Bloodline!

What kind of Yun Tribe person is this woman, after all?

Nine and a half segments.

Ten segments!

When the entire Blood Jade Pillar turned a blood-like color, the Masked Leader was already frozen in place.

Full-level Yun Tribe Bloodline!

This woman is actually a full-level Yun Tribe Bloodline!

It should be noted that the previous full-level Yun Tribe Bloodline belonged to Yun Ling!

The Masked Leader clenched his fist, his gaze heavy as he stared at Ye Qingran, and asked again, "Who exactly are you?"

Ye Qingran looked at him, fell silent for a moment, and said to Fu Hanxiu, "Let's go."

The Masked Leader tried to block Ye Qingran, but this time Fu Hanxiu shoved him aside with a shock.

Watching Ye Qingran and a few others leave the magical artifact space, the Masked Leader remained immersed in the shock he had just felt.

"Who exactly is she?"

He kept asking himself that question in his heart.

She possesses the same full-level Yun Tribe Bloodline as her older sister; could she be her sister's child?

But they don't look alike at all, not even sharing any common traits!

After leaving the space, Ye Qingran's complexion was far from good.

"Miss Ye, why did you refuse? And why didn't you tell..."

Yun Lu was so stunned by Ye Qingran's glance that the words he was about to say were swallowed back.

"You go back yourself."

Yun Lu hesitated briefly, then finally nodded, turned around, and left.

"Fu Hanxiu, do you think I should tell him just like that?"

Ye Qingran herself didn't know.

Fu Hanxiu naturally guessed that the Masked Leader was Yun Zhongyue.

"If you haven't decided, don't say it; it's not too late to tell him once you've figured it out."

Only then did Ye Qingran feel a little better.

In fact, just now, when Yun Zhongyue questioned who she really was, she felt an urge to tell her the truth.

But, being shy around others, this wasn't baseless.

Even though she is already confident and powerful enough, she would still show such feelings.

After all, an uncle is a blood-related relative.

Moreover, for her, recognizing Yun Zhongyue means it's the first time in two lifetimes that she meets a relative.

"Fu Hanxiu, do you think that if my grandfather and uncles knew of my existence, they'd welcome me?"

Ye Qingran was uncertain.

"Of course. Definitely. Absolutely," Fu Hanxiu said with certainty.

Someone as outstanding as Ye Qingran, who wouldn't like her?

"Being your grandfather, your uncle, is an honor for those people!"

Ye Qingran smiled; with Fu Hanxiu's words, she felt much more confident, and she teasingly asked, "And you? Are you honored to be my man?"

Fu Hanxiu chuckled lightly, his chest trembling gently with his laugh, "Extremely honored!"

Ye Qingran wrapped both hands around Fu Hanxiu's waist and said, "I am also honored, Emperor Sovereign!"

That night.

Yunzhong City.

Neicheng.

Yun Batian felt no sleepiness at all.

He kept glancing out the window as night deepened, muttering angrily, "Liar! Big liar! How dare you deceive me! Damn it!"

He lay on the bed in a huff, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, then sat up again.

"Yun Batian, Yun Batian, are you crazy? You actually believed that stinky girl!"

Saying that, he buried his head in the quilt, but a few seconds later he ripped the quilt off, stared at the door, clenched his teeth, put on his clothes and opened the door, only to find emptiness outside.

"She can't possibly come! Give up that hope!"

Snap~

He slammed the door shut in anger.

Not long after, he opened it and glanced outward, "If she comes, I'll take the same surname as that stinky girl's mother!"

"What are you muttering about?"

A voice came from his side; Yun Batian turned his head in shock, and Fu Hanxiu and Ye Qingran were standing in the corridor.

Ye Qingran crossed her hands over her chest, leisurely watching him, her attitude as if she were looking at a joke.

Yun Batian instantly felt insecure.

His words just now—she couldn't have heard them, could she?

He's already quite old, yet he doesn't want to change his surname!

"You stinky girl, staying up at the dead of night, why are you here again?"

Yun Batian cleared his throat, his face full of impatience.

Ye Qingran mimicked him, "You old man, staying up at the dead of night, are you waiting for us?"

Yun Batian, as if his tail had been stepped on, flared up, "What nonsense are you spouting? How could I possibly be waiting for you?"

"Then what are you skulking around the doorway for?"

"I…" Yun Batian, about to explain, caught himself, "Why should I care what you're doing? This is my territory!"

Ye Qingran shook her head, truly a stubborn old child.

"Enough, no more sparring with you; let's get started quickly."

Not sparring with him?

Yun Batian's angry beard was trembling.

"Start what start? Did I ever say you should treat me?"

"Do you think, in your current state, you have the right to refuse?"

Yun Batian instantly became cowardly.

That man's strength is overwhelming; he cannot unleash his full power now, and he has no opponent at all.

"If you dare use the strong one, I'll call for help!"

"Go ahead and shout; we've set a Barrier here, even if you scream your lungs out, no one will hear you!"

Yun Batian: "......"

In the end, Yun Batian obediently complied.

Looking at the woman just a breath away, Yun Batian's inexplicable feeling grew stronger, and his face grew ever more disdainful.

"You little girl, you're truly plain‑looking; I bet that man of yours isn't any better."

Ye Qingran lifted her gaze and glanced at Yun Batian.

She swore that if she weren't certain this man was her maternal grandfather, she would teach him a lesson in an instant.

"You should know, my children are all good‑looking, especially…"

It seemed he was reluctant to mention someone; a hint of loneliness flashed in Yun Batian's eyes before he returned to his usual demeanor.

"Especially Yun Ling, right?"

When Ye Qingran mentioned Yun Ling, Yun Batian's aura grew cold.