Nalan Yanran's pretty face flushed red, and she lowered her head in shame, never expecting this matter to have spread so widely... even her Teacher's friend knew about it.
"Yanran, don't worry. Sir is a kind and amiable person; he won't get angry at you."
Yun Yun was afraid Yanran would feel awkward because of the other party's strength, so she reminded her that Sir was not the type of person obsessed only with power and status.
"Mhm."
Encouraged by her Teacher's words, Nalan Yanran put away her timidity and once again threw herself into Yun Yun's embrace, resting on her chest which served as a pillow.
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but be stunned. He really hadn't noticed that Yun'er was so 'endowed' that she could serve as a pillow. If in the future... Thinking this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but cough twice. If they overheard his inner thoughts, wouldn't he become notorious?
"Sir, what's wrong?"
Yun Yun quickly asked.
"Nothing. I just thought of something and accidentally choked."
Jiang Cheng calmly replied to Yun Yun.
Seeing this, Yun Yun decided not to press further and continued stroking the three thousand strands of Nalan Yanran's dark hair in her arms, her face full of doting affection.
Jiang Cheng also knew the relationship between the Master and Disciple. On the surface, they looked like Master and Disciple, but privately, they were like sisters, spending most of their time together, even bathing and scrubbing each other's backs.
Yun Yun held no airs as a Teacher. For her, as long as Yanran could live a stable life, that was enough.
Everything else didn't matter, as long as her Teacher was present.
A pot of tea was quickly finished. Jiang Cheng suddenly spoke, "Young Miss Yun Yun, if there's nothing else, I will take my leave. Someone is waiting for me at home."
Hearing that Sir Jiang Cheng was about to leave, Yun Yun quickly said, "Sir, you haven't even eaten yet. If you leave now, people might think my Cloud Mist Sect doesn't understand the etiquette of hospitality."
"You are a distinguished guest and should be treated with the Nine Guests Ceremony. If Sir leaves, Teacher will feel very bad."
Nalan Yanran could see the reluctance hidden in her Teacher's expression and spoke up to stop him, acting like a divine assist.
"This..." Jiang Cheng nodded, "Will this be..."
"Don't worry, Sir. We treat guests in the Cloud Mist Sect with courtesy and naturally won't slight you."
Yun Yun clapped her hands. Two Disciples who had been waiting outside the door for a long time walked into the Great Hall, kneeling respectfully on the ground, "Sect Master."
"Arrange for the Kitchen to prepare wine and dishes, and entertain him with the highest etiquette. Remember not to be negligent."
"As you command."
After receiving the Sect Master's command, the two Disciples quickly left the Great Hall to arrange for the Kitchen to prepare a banquet of the highest etiquette to grandly entertain the newly arrived Sir.
Meanwhile, on the Back Mountain of the Cloud Mist Sect, Yun Ling, who was the Grand Elder of the Cloud Mist Sect, secretly came here. After confirming that no one was following him, he entered a special space.
At this moment, the White-Haired Man sitting under the large tree slowly opened his eyes, his face showing some anger as he said, "Yun Ling, how many times have I told you not to enter without my command? Are you itching for a beating?"
Grand Elder Yun Ling knelt on the ground submissively and respectfully said, "Old Sect Master, I discovered a very important matter, which is why I dared to interrupt your cultivation."
"Oh?" The White-Haired Man raised an eyebrow, "What important matter?"
"The Sect Master brought a man back."
As soon as he said this, the White-Haired Man's expression clearly changed. He grabbed Grand Elder Yun Ling's neck and said coldly:
"This counts as important? Yun Shan, what is stuffed inside your brain? Filth?!"
Yun Ling, who was being choked and struggled to breathe, began to thrash. His face was blue and purple, but he still stuttered, "Old... Old Sect Master... this person's identity... is strange... the Sect Master calls him Sir... he should be... a Dou Zong above Realm expert..."
Hearing this, Yun Shan finally released the flushed Yun Ling and couldn't help but ask, "How do you know the other party is in the Dou Zong Realm?"
Cough, cough, cough... Grand Elder Yun Ling coughed frantically, and snot involuntarily streamed out, making him look exceptionally miserable.
Clearly, Yun Shan had just harbored murderous intent toward Yun Ling. If Yun Ling hadn't timely spoken those last words, he would probably be a corpse by now.
Yun Shan straightened his White Robe and said with a cold, stern expression, "The Ten Great Experts of the Jia Ma Empire cannot possibly reach the Dou Zong Realm. Could he be from the Continent?"
Yun Ling replied weakly, "I don't know. This Disciple believes he is extremely dangerous... We cannot let this fellow stay in the Cloud Mist Sect, or he might interfere with your plan."
Yun Shan's expression was grave. If that was the case, this person's identity was unknown, and keeping him in the Cloud Mist Sect was not a wise move.
Thinking of this, Yun Shan first told Yun Ling to leave, and then he met with the Soul Hall Protector, Goshawk, who helped him Break through to Dou Zong.
Protector Wu transformed into a mass of Black Mist and appeared before Yun Shan. He was also quite surprised upon hearing this news. Dou Zong experts in the Northwest Continent were few, excluding those old fellows in the Black-Corner Region.
But it was impossible for Yun Ling not to recognize a Dou Zong from the Black-Corner Region. Therefore, the newcomer must be from a power on the Continent.
Protector Wu decided to investigate. The Hall of Souls' plan could not be interfered with, or if the Hall Master blamed him, he couldn't afford the consequences... That night.
The Cloud Mist Sect set up a banquet using the highest ceremony to welcome Sir Jiang Cheng to the Sect.
In the past few years, the Cloud Mist Sect had only once entertained a Dou Zong expert from the Central Continent, so having a banquet of this scale again naturally caused great surprise.
Yun Lei and others also basked in the glory, exchanging cups of wine with several Elders, having a great time.
Yun Yun also changed into a loose robe. Her graceful, full, and uninhibited figure couldn't help but attract the wolfish gazes of everyone present.
However, they only dared to fantasize in their minds, not even daring to say anything inappropriate to the Sect Master. If they angered the Sect Master, they wouldn't know how they died.
"Teacher, why did you wear this outfit? Didn't you dislike it?"
Nalan Yanran, who was attending to the Sect's Elders, also saw her Teacher's crimson face and the robe sewn from special material, and couldn't help but ask curiously.
This outfit was a gift from Nalan Yanran, but because the slit at the bottom was too high, Yun Yun had never worn it for many years. Yet, she wore it now. Could it be... Thinking this, Nalan Yanran seemed to realize something and showed a mischievous smile... Yun Yun sat elegantly beside Jiang Cheng and poured him a cup of wine brewed by the Cloud Mist Sect. Although it was inferior to peach blossom wine, it was still extremely rare and precious.
"Thank you."
After Jiang Cheng thanked her, he raised his wine cup and drank heartily. Drinking wine and reading books were the great pleasures of life.
Yun Yun raised her wine cup, turned sideways, and drank it all in one gulp.
At the same time, Mo Yun Ling, who was the Grand Elder of the Cloud Mist Sect, also secretly rushed over at this moment, sitting on a chair and pretending as if nothing had happened.