Chapter 722: Yun Tribe Criminal, Ye Qingran!

May 15th.

The Yun Tribe Clan Leader Succession Ceremony is about to begin.

The ceremony is held in Inner City; people from the outer city are destined to miss this grand event, and only a few invited Yun Tribe Side-branch members may enter Inner City to attend.

Even so, the outer city hangs lanterns and streamers, bustling as if it were New Year.

"Miss Yun Lan has a bodhisattva heart; her becoming the Yun Tribe Clan Leader is our blessing!"

"Who says not? The former Clan Leader raised a fine daughter!"

"Hope today's Yun Tribe Clan Leader Succession Ceremony proceeds smoothly! Hope Miss Yun Lan can smoothly sit on the Clan Leader seat..."

A carriage slowly rolls down the main street, heading toward Inner City.

Outside the carriage, Fu San assumes the role of driver, focusing on steering the carriage.

Inside the carriage, Ye Qingran has brought along Han Xing Leng Yue, while the sorrowful Bai Bing stays at home caring for a child.

Hearing the outside chatter, Leng Yue's White Eye almost flips to the heavens.

"Hehe, this Yun Lan really knows how to brainwash!"

If a woman like Yun Lan—snake, scorpion, poisonous—were a good person, would there even be any villains left in the world?

Ye Qingran smiles faintly and says nothing.

These years Yun Lan has practiced "Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish," and it's unknown how many dissenters she has eliminated; one could say that more than half of the Yun Tribe are her followers.

Under such tactics, the myriad beings below are naturally kept in the dark, unable to see the truth.

Soon, the carriage arrives at the gate leading to Inner City.

Unlike other gates, the Inner City gate is set into a sheer cliff.

Standing before the gate and looking up, the sheer wall, ten thousand feet high, bears no grass, piercing the clouds, its top invisible.

In front of the gate, a large group of gatekeepers clad in various armors patrol back and forth, guarding the place so tightly that not even a fly can get in.

"That Yun Lan must be determined not to let us in; the gatekeepers ahead are people from the five great side‑branch veins, and the Five Heroes have arrived."

Fu San's voice comes from outside.

Han Xing, hearing the voice, lifts the carriage curtain; the gatekeepers wear five‑colored armor, clearly from the Five Great Veins, each a master.

At this moment, a carriage is undergoing inspection.

At this hour, those entering Inner City are almost all there to attend the Clan Leader Succession Ceremony.

Repeated questioning, repeated checks of invitations and tokens, almost to the point of stripping them for inspection.

The carriage ahead finally gets cleared, and it's now Ye Qingran's turn.

Driver Fu San, stopping the carriage at the checkpoint, says to the gate guards, "We are invited to attend the Clan Leader Succession Ceremony."

"Where are you from?"

The Yun Tribe Side‑branch members attending today's Yun Tribe Clan Leader Succession Ceremony mostly come from the TwelveGreatDomains; most arrived in the preceding days, and those who arrived on the day either live in the outer city or were delayed on the road, and there aren't many.

Fu San, in a slouchy seated posture, curls his lip corner and says, "We, uh, are from the Central Region."

The term Central Region, or that place, is evidently very sensitive to these gatekeepers.

Because the Yun Tribe criminal they were warned about, Ye Qingran, comes from the Central Region.

Thus, when Fu San said he was from the Central Region, everyone went on high alert, surrounding Ye Qingran's carriage so tightly that no water could flow through.

"What are you doing?" Fu San says with a smile.

"Who are the people inside the carriage?"

Guards from the Yun Tribe Side‑branch's five veins swiftly draw weapons, as if facing a great enemy.

Fu San finds it amusing, "Why are you so nervous? We're not dangerous individuals."

One leading guard, his face dark with anger, says, "You shut up! Let the people inside the carriage come out quickly, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

Fu San, displeased by this, says, "How bold you are! Do you know who is inside?"

"Yun Tribe criminal, Ye Qingran!"

The leader squints, saying word by word.

Yun Tribe criminal?

"Then tell me, how did I become a Yun Tribe criminal?" Ye Qingran's voice comes from the carriage.

"Anyone who harms my Yun Tribe is a Yun Tribe criminal!"

"Whom did I harm?"

"Yun Tinglan!"

"Fine, Yun Tinglan, you died so tragically!"

The commotion here draws the attention of the nearby Side‑branch Five Heroes, who walk over together.

Yun Hai and Yun Tinglei, the two of them, Ye Qingran knows naturally; the other three, she meets for the first time.

However, these individuals have quite good aptitude, their bloodlines are top‑tier within the side‑branch, but their personalities are each worse than the previous.

"What happened?"

Leading the Five Heroes is a young man with a fierce visage, his skin pure white and his looks handsome.

"Young Master Xuan, they claim to be from the Central Region and refuse to cooperate with our inspection!"

"Central Region?"

Yun Xuan's first thought is Ye Qingran.

His gaze coldly scans Fu San, lingering not on him but directly at the carriage.

"Get out!" he commands bluntly.

"What big talk!" Inside the carriage, Han Xing snorts, "My lady is a Daughter of the Cloud Spirit, full‑level direct lineage blood, and these petty side‑branch folk, upon seeing her, not only fail to bow but dare such disrespect?"

At these words, all the Yun Tribe people present change their expressions.

Those who knew that Ye Qingran was the Daughter of the Cloud Spirit were only the five heroes present; the others only knew that Ye Qingran had killed Yun Tinglan and was a wanted criminal of the Yun Tribe.

Their expressions were all extremely shocked.

Yun Xuan was also stunned; he hadn't expected Ye Qingran to admit it so readily.

But soon he showed a disdainful smile, "Daughter of the Cloud Spirit? As far as I know, the Cloud Spirit aunt has long been dead; how could there be a Daughter of the Cloud Spirit? Men, seize them for me!"

A shadowy feral glint flashed in Yun Xuan's eyes.

Miss Yun Lan ordered that Ye Qingran must not be allowed to enter Inner City.

"You think you can block me?"

Yun Xuan was unconvinced, "If the Emperor Sovereign were still around, we certainly couldn't; but he is now preoccupied with his own affairs, who has the mind to deal with you? Without the Emperor Sovereign, what are you, a nothing?"

Miss Yun Lan said that Ye Qingran was merely a parasitic vine clinging to the Emperor Sovereign who grew at the peak of Zhu Lu; and the Emperor Sovereign had long ago returned to the peak of Zhu Lu on business, leaving Ye Qingran without support.

"Seems your mind is lacking. If I didn't have any skill, would I dare come here alone?"

Ye Qingran's amused voice came from the carriage.

Yun Xuan's expression changed slightly.

"Yun Hai, Yun Tinglei."

Ye Qingran softly called those two names; Yun Xuan whirled around to look, and saw Yun Hai and Yun Tinglei—who had never spoken—snatch the arms of the two people beside them with a speed faster than the eye could catch.