Shen Yunfei stared at Chen Chang'an, and for a moment, he had the illusion that this wasn’t the Primordial Immortal Domain but the Tai Xuan Realm.
Had this bastard been scheming against him all the way from the Tai Xuan Realm to the Primordial Immortal Domain?
Shen Yunfei even suspected that from the moment the testing monument shattered, Chen Chang'an had already planned to pin the blame on him.
"Chen Chang'an, everyone saw it. You can’t deny it," Shen Yunfei said angrily.
"Hmm?"
"What are you talking about? I never left."
"Right, Da Huang?"
"Mhm, mhm, mhm. We’ve been here the whole time. Never left."
"Chen Chang'an, you can’t be this shameless!"
"I think what you should be doing right now is finding out whether you have to pay for that broken testing monument."
"I heard it’s worth a fortune."
The words "worth a fortune" hit Shen Yunfei like a hammer to the chest.
"You just wait."
Shen Yunfei threw out the threat before turning to leave, intending to gather information. He was truly afraid of being tricked by Chen Chang'an again.
The testing had just ended, and he didn’t want to end up selling himself to pay Chen Chang'an’s debts.
"Master, is that testing monument really that expensive?" Qingluan asked curiously.
"Don’t worry. I already checked when we returned to the Prodigy Tower. No need to pay—just messing with him," Chen Chang'an said with a laugh.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Chang'an frowned slightly before calmly remarking, "These people really are quick. They’re already here."
Here?
"But we don’t have to pay, right?" Xiao Yao asked in surprise.
"They’re not here for money. They’re here for Qingluan."
Qingluan’s test results had already spread throughout Prodigy City. Everyone now knew that a supreme prodigy had appeared in the Profound Heaven Domain—a 135-year-old who had already reached the Golden Immortal First Stage.
Many had come, but when Yun Zhilan appeared, everyone was taken aback.
"Young Master Yun, is this Qingluan really not from your Yun Clan?"
"Who would’ve thought the Yun Clan would produce such a prodigy? But why isn’t she staying in your family’s courtyard?"
"Young Master Yun, what brings you here?"
Hearing their questions, Yun Zhilan realized they had misunderstood and smiled. "Qingluan is not from my Yun Clan."
"I’m here for the same reason as all of you."
Not from the Yun Clan?
Rumors in Prodigy City had been claiming that Qingluan was a Yun, but it turned out she wasn’t?
"Since Young Master Yun has arrived, please go ahead first."
None of them dared to compete with the Yun Clan, but they wouldn’t give up either. After all, when it came to investments, more was always better. Even Meng Xiaohui of the Meng Clan, ranked on the Prodigy List, had accepted support from multiple factions.
Investments were one thing, but for prodigies on the Prodigy List, more connections meant more allies standing behind them.
Yun Zhilan nodded politely before stepping into the courtyard where Chen Chang'an was staying.
Upon entering, Yun Zhilan was momentarily stunned. His gaze first landed on Qingluan before shifting to Chen Chang'an.
It was obvious that among these people, Chen Chang'an was the one in charge. A prodigy like Qingluan was standing respectfully by his side?
"I am Yun Zhilan of the Yun Clan."
"Might I ask your name?" Yun Zhilan inquired courteously.
Though Yun Zhilan was the most talented in the Yun Clan, he didn’t seem arrogant. Unlike those who looked down on others because of their status, he carried himself with grace.
"Chen Chang'an."
"You’re here for Qingluan, right?" Chen Chang'an replied with a faint smile.
"Indeed."
"And not just me—those outside are here for the same reason."
"Miss Qingluan, let’s speak plainly. Your talent is unmatched in the Profound Heaven Domain."
"You’ll likely be approached by many seeking to recruit you in the coming days."
"I won’t waste words. The Yun Clan is willing to fully support your cultivation—you’ll receive the same resources as me."
"Would you be interested in forming ties with my Yun Clan?" Yun Zhilan asked with a smile.
His words were tactful. He only asked if Qingluan was interested in befriending the Yun Clan, implying that their support came with no strings attached—just goodwill.
"Sorry, I already have a master."
"I don’t want too many connections," Qingluan refused outright.
A master?
Him?
It wasn’t surprising that Qingluan had a master, but if it was Chen Chang'an beside her, Yun Zhilan was genuinely taken aback.
A True Immortal First Stage, weaker than Qingluan—how could he be her master?
"You’re her master?" Yun Zhilan asked.
"Yes, that’s right," Chen Chang'an confirmed with a nod.
"In that case, perhaps I should discuss this with you directly."
"The Yun Clan’s standing in the Profound Heaven Domain is well known."
"We have no intention of restricting Qingluan—only to establish goodwill. We’re willing to invest fully, hoping that when she grows stronger, our clan may benefit in return."
"This is a win-win situation. As her master, surely you’d want her to have access to the best resources?" Yun Zhilan reasoned.
His argument was sound and sincere.
"Fine, I’ll accept on her behalf," Chen Chang'an agreed with a smile.
His immediate agreement surprised Yun Zhilan, who had expected more resistance.
"Master?" Qingluan gave him a puzzled look, having assumed he would refuse.
"Qingluan, you’re still growing. You need resources."
"If someone is willing to provide them, take it as a good thing."
"As long as they mean no harm, don’t refuse. When you’re stronger, just repay them accordingly."
"But remember—return only what they’ve given. If they demand endlessly, you have every right to refuse. Understood?"
Qingluan nodded seriously, realizing Chen Chang'an was teaching her how to handle such situations.
"Chen Chang'an, you tricked me again!"
"That broken testing monument doesn’t need to be paid for!"
Just then, Shen Yunfei stormed back in, furious. Once again, he’d fallen for Chen Chang'an’s ploy. Why did he keep getting played so easily?
"The testing monument shattered?"
"You did it?"
"You actually made the testing monument break?"
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