Chapter 723: I Bet You a Pack of Spicy Strips

Those two were two of the Five Heroes, standing beside Yunhai and Yun Tinglei; they had no time to react, only feeling a pain in their arms, and when they lowered their heads they saw both were bleeding.

They cried out in pain, wanting to question Yunhai and Yun Tinglei, but saw a silver flash flicker in the latter's eyes; their bodies stiffened, and in the next instant a silver flash also flickered in their own eyes.

What are you doing?

Yun Xuan asked in a deep voice.

At that moment, Ye Qingran personally lifted the carriage curtain, revealing a face veiled.

She raised an eyebrow: "They are now my puppets."

Puppets?

Yun Xuan's pupils contracted sharply.

He suddenly recalled that Yunhai had been crippled by Ye Qingran; seeing her he should have been furious, yet today Yunhai unusually remained silent.

Could it be that Yunhai has truly become Ye Qingran's puppet?

Yun Xuan had no time to think further; the four attacked him without a word. Although he was the strongest among the Five Heroes, two fists could not withstand four hands.

The scene of four against one left those subordinates unsure what to do for a moment.

In just a dozen breaths, Yun Xuan was beaten to the ground.

Under Ye Qingran's control, they struck heavily, making Yun Xuan feel like dying from pain, yet aside from a trickle of blood on his forehead, he had no other wounds.

Lying on the ground, Yun Xuan's eyes flashed with a silver light, then he rose rigidly, turned to the crowd, and said, "Let them in!"

The guards exchanged glances; though they felt it odd, none dared to object.

"Madam's gu arts are simply awe-inspiring."

Fu San drove the carriage, never missing a chance to flatter.

Ye Qingran snorted: "You know my power now? If you dare mistreat our Xing Er, I'll plant a gu in you too, making you wish for death but unable to die."

Fu San: "......"

What to do when the wife's family background is too strong?

"Miss, you're wonderful!" Han Xing hugged Ye Qingran's arm and rubbed against it.

However, Miss, can you now plant gu on anyone?

Ye Qingran denied: "No. Not even the Human Emperor."

If she could, she would first plant one on Yun Lan.

Of course, within the Yun Tribe bloodline's curse, even planting a gu invites punishment.

That's already impressive!

Passing through that gate, one reaches Inner City; the view opens up, breathtakingly beautiful, utterly shocking.

Wow, a fairyland!

Several floating islands of varying sizes hang in the void, like a city in the sky, with walkways between them like rainbows.

Several peaks rise like divine swords piercing the clouds, waterfalls like silks, as if the Milky Way falls nine heavens.

Cranes and spirit birds, birdsong and floral fragrance, like a mortal paradise, a utopia beyond the world.

Although Ye Qingran has visited Inner City a few times, always at night, the scenery cannot be compared to daytime.

Upon first seeing the daytime splendor of Inner City, one cannot help but feel stunned.

The Yun Tribe ancestors really knew how to pick a place!

This place gathers spiritual essence, brimming with qi, truly a treasure land.

Upon seeing Ye Qingran and company, someone immediately rode a spirit crane to ferry them to the largest floating island.

On a certain floating island, Yun Lan overlooked the vast crowd below as Yun Ba Hai walked in from outside.

Any news of Ye Qingran?

Yun Lan turned: "Not yet. But I have stationed heavy guards at the city gate; if Ye Qingran dares to come, I will learn of it immediately."

Yun Batian nodded after hearing: "You handle things, I'm at ease. Only the ceremony is about to start—why hasn't she appeared yet?"

Yun Lan sneered: "Perhaps the Emperor Sovereign is absent; Ye Qingran knows her limits, unable to change anything, so she may have retreated knowing it's hopeless."

Yun Ba Hai frowned: "We still need to be cautious. Today's succession ceremony must be flawless."

Rest assured, uncle; the clan leader position belongs to none but me!

Yun Lan is certain to win, fully confident.

Once she sits as Yun Tribe clan leader, she need worry about nothing!

On the floating island, it was bustling to the extreme.

The Yun Tribe's direct line is few; compared to the other two hidden tribes, its incense is the weakest.

Thus, most of those attending the ceremony today are scattered branches from the Twelve Great Domains.

At the island's center, a platform rose from the ground, with three sides of raised seating holding up to ten thousand.

The sole side without seating is the viewing platform.

On the viewing platform, several venerable Yun Tribe elders appeared one after another; this succession ceremony has practically summoned the tribe's high leadership.

The venue roared with noise, bustling to the extreme.

Ye Qingran and her companions found an inconspicuous corner to sit, restraining their auras and, with her veil, hiding her peerless beauty; amidst the throng they appeared especially low-key, unlikely to draw attention.

The later the performers appeared, the higher their status in the Yun Tribe.

When Yun Zhongyue appeared in a flamboyant purple robe, he drew many sideways glances, especially from women, whose gazes went straight.

Yun Zhongyue's looks rank among the best in the Yun Tribe; moreover, his flirtatious reputation abroad makes him the spring‑dream lover of countless Yun Tribe women.

Today he, even attending the clan leader succession ceremony, wore that outfit loose and sloppy, revealing a sexy collarbone and broad expanse of milky‑white skin on his chest, occasionally showing firm abs.

Ye Qingran thought: her third uncle isn't young either, so why does he still act like a frivolous youth?

She shook her head, noticing the man beside Yun Zhongyue.

That man is about sixty percent similar to Yun Zhongyue, yet they are complete opposites.

He wore a pressed black brocade, tightly covering everything below his Adam's apple, and his whole demeanor was meticulous, exuding asceticism.

"Second uncle?"

Ye Qingran whispered softly, already having an answer in her heart.

"Can't these two guys balance each other?" This second uncle looks overly dull!

"Xing Er, I bet you a pack of spicy sticks that this second uncle has never been in love."

Han Xing: "......" I think I'm definitely going to lose!

Fu San heard and objected: "Impossible, right? You're already in your twenties, your second uncle is even a year older than your mother; how could he have never dated?"

Han Xing glared at Fu San, as disdainful as possible, "How did you find out? Aren't you also in your thirties? Have you ever dated before?"

Fu San: "I..."

May I ask, how should he answer this question to ensure he doesn't lose the bet while proving his point correct?

I don't know whether Ye Qingran's gaze was too intense, or there was a tacit connection, but Yun Zhongge suddenly looked this way, meeting a pair of clear, wash‑like beautiful eyes.

In that instant, his heart fluttered, an inexplicable feeling rose to his chest.

"Eh?"

He wore a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong?"

Yun Zhongyue asked, following Yun Zhongge's gaze, saw the figure in the crowd, and instantly understood.

"Xiao Ge Er, what's wrong?" He smiled mockingly, asking knowingly.

"Maybe I'm overthinking..." Yun Zhongge shook his head in puzzlement.

He actually thought he saw his sister.

But those eyes were truly too alike; he couldn't help glancing again.

Yun Zhongyue saw this, smiled without speaking, but in her mind hummed, "Because you didn't go with me that day to see Xiao Ran Er, you deserve to wait until today to learn the truth!"