No One Will Ever Disturb

"Ah Fan, are you really going to the Ancient Continent?"

Xue Ruirui asked, feeling a bit uneasy.

Zhang Fan nodded, his eyes solemn, and said slowly, "I am now a member of the Asura Sect, and it is time for me to repay my debts."

Hearing this, Xue Ruirui nodded, "Then, you must come back safely."

She didn't know exactly what dangers lay in the Ancient Continent.

But she would not stop Zhang Fan from making his own choice.

"I have to say, our son really likes the little pendant that cost nine bucks and ninety cents," Xue Ruirui said with a smile.

Of course, what she couldn't see was the faint glimmer of spiritual energy flashing on the pendant, quietly nourishing the baby.

"Have you thought of a name for the baby?" Xue Ruirui asked seriously.

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Let's call him Zhang Ping. I just thought about it. Ping for safe and sound, and a peaceful, ordinary life. That's pretty good."

Seeing the look in Xue Ruirui's eyes, Zhang Fan hurriedly said, "Ruirui, I didn't mean it like that. Uh, I mean, I like it flat."

...

Qin Family Villa.

"One bottle, two bottles, three bottles..."

After An Yi finished counting, he was secretly shocked.

There were actually over three hundred bottles of potions in the entire warehouse!

"These are all semi-finished products," Nie Qinglan said seriously.

Ever since she took over the Ghost Eagle Organization, she finally realized there were still so many potions left!

An Yi poured out a little and gently sniffed it.

It was indeed a semi-finished product.

In terms of concentration, its effects were nowhere near as good as the potion he had stolen back then.

"Here is the data. I'm giving it to you. If you follow the steps on it, you should be able to refine them," Nie Qinglan said, handing over a disk-like object.

An Yi took it, looked it up and down a few times, and casually tossed it into his storage space.

He didn't really understand it; he would let Bai Xiu take a look at it later.

These potions were still very necessary.

The Asura Sect had quite a few experts now, but none of them could master spiritual energy.

If they followed him to the Ancient Continent without spirit veins, they wouldn't be able to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

And this potion was the catalyst for that transformation. Naturally, the more they had, the better.

"How are things with the Ghost Eagle Organization?" An Yi asked with a light chuckle.

Hearing this, Nie Qinglan shook her head repeatedly with a bitter face. "It's all dirty business. I've already given the order to shut those operations down. From now on, we're focusing entirely on smuggling arms!"

An Yi: "..."

He couldn't help but feel that this girl was going to replace her father and become the new underground emperor.

Nie Qinglan said melancholically, "I don't want the foundation he worked so hard to build to just be destroyed like this."

For a moment, An Yi didn't know how to comfort her.

In his eyes, this was a path of no return.

"Do you remember Shirley?" Nie Qinglan asked in a low voice.

An Yi nodded slightly.

He had a faint impression of that woman who was 1.75 meters tall, with wavy chestnut hair, shallow dimples always gracing her lips, and full of captivating charm.

"I only found out later that her target was to kill me," Nie Qinglan choked up as she spoke.

Although Nie Chengwen wasn't a good person, he was definitely a competent father.

He had known Shirley's undercover identity from the very beginning.

For six years, he never intended to expose her.

But she made a fatal mistake—she shouldn't have chosen to make a move against Nie Qinglan!

"An Yi, are you going to that... what was it, the Ancient Continent?" Nie Qinglan stared at An Yi, speaking with deep reluctance.

She really wanted to follow An Yi to the Ancient Continent, but she knew clearly in her heart.

She had to stay behind in this world.

The Ghost Eagle Organization needed her.

An Yi nodded slightly.

Going to the Ancient Continent was already a foregone conclusion.

"Will you come back?" Nie Qinglan asked in a weak voice.

She had already lost her only family in the world.

Now, An Yi was her entire support.

An Yi nodded and said, "I definitely will."

As for when he would return... he really couldn't say for sure.

Nie Qinglan sighed softly.

Then, she raised her hand and pressed a switch.

Clack, clack, clack!

The basement was sealed off by a series of blast doors.

The entire basement had now become a sealed room; not even a fly could escape.

An Yi was a bit stunned, "Wait, you..."

"This way, no one will disturb us! I guarantee it!"

Nie Qinglan blushed and said, "I wore black stockings today."

An Yi looked at Nie Qinglan's curvy figure, perfectly outlined by her jeans, and couldn't help but say speechlessly, "Under your jeans?"

Nie Qinglan nodded, asking expectantly, "Do you want to see?"

An Yi felt his throat go a bit dry.

This...

Riiiip!

Just then, a pair of white wings unfurled from Nie Qinglan's back.

Instantly, the clothes on her upper body were torn open, revealing jade-like, smooth, and fair skin, and underneath, she was wearing An Yi's favorite black lingerie.

"I... I bought this as a matching set," Nie Qinglan stammered a bit out of nervousness.

No matter how much of a tough delinquent girl she usually acted like, when truly faced with this kind of situation, she still felt a bit cowardly.

An Yi said seriously, "I don't believe it!"

"It really is a set. It was super expensive."

Nie Qinglan wanted to prove it.

At this moment, a pair of large hands had already reached out to hold her waist.

Nie Qinglan looked at the man in front of her, her beautiful eyes beginning to glaze over with desire.

"Don't, don't tear them... Mmh..."

...

Taihang Ridge.

Yin-Yang Demonic Cult.

"Father, I want to go to the Ancient Continent!" Xiao Yike knelt on the ground, his body trembling as he spoke.

In the center of the hall stood a middle-aged man dressed in blood-red clothes, his face gloomy and cold.

When he smiled, it was as if a murderous aura lingered around him.

The few people seated around him were all elders of the Yin-Yang Demonic Cult.

"Heh, you? You really think that just because you became a lackey in the Asura Sect, you can rebel now, right?!" the middle-aged man said sternly.

In his hand, a long mace mercilessly whipped down on Xiao Yike. "You useless piece of trash! Instead of being a proper young master, you ran off to be someone else's dog! You lowly scum!"

Smack!

Strike after strike! They smashed ruthlessly onto Xiao Yike's back.

Xiao Yike gritted his teeth and endured it.

The surrounding elders were also smiling, sipping their tea, looking completely at ease.

"Xiao Hu, that's enough. Even though your son is useless, he's still your only son."

"That's right. If you beat him to death, he's gone for good."

Hearing the voices of the sect elders, Xiao Hu became even more furious out of humiliation.

If it weren't for this incompetent son of his, how could he, the dignified sect master, look so pathetic!

Right at this moment, the elders who had been chattering one after another suddenly didn't dare to speak anymore, feeling their bodies begin to tremble.

A terrifying aura began to swirl around Xiao Yike.

"This... this is the peak of the Void Realm!"