Immortal Venerable's Order
Chapter 390 - 384: He is Mine

Chapter 390: Chapter 384: He is Mine

Outside the escape pod, sword light flashed in all directions, and in the next moment, Ruo Lan slowly raised her arm.

Yan Rufeng immediately sensed that the situation was dire and absolutely had to get out.

Yan Rufeng didn’t hesitate any longer, lightly pressing the green button beside him. With a click, the escape pod’s top cover instantly flew off.

Immediately, a wave of floral fragrance hit him, permeating his heart.

Outside the escape pod, Ruo Lan stood dumbfounded. She called out: "Valley Master, what’s happening? I haven’t even swung my sword, and this round pod opened on its own."

Fairy Moran furrowed her brows and dispersed her Divine Sense to investigate.

"Five people: three men and two women. How is it that the one man looks so much like him?"

Ruo Lan asked in confusion: "Valley Master, who looks like who?"

Fairy Moran didn’t answer Ruo Lan, only showing a somewhat dazed look and shaking her head.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, he is already dead."

Inside the escape pod, Yan Rufeng leapt out and landed in front of Fairy Moran.

"Eight hundred years have passed, yet you haven’t changed at all. Still so beautiful, so captivating."

Fairy Moran furrowed her brows and asked suspiciously: "Are you human or ghost?"

Yan Rufeng responded calmly: "Ranran, it’s me, Rufeng."

"Ranran? Rufeng?"

"Haha!"

Fairy Moran let out two cold laughs and shook her head, her eyes a bit hazy.

"You are not. Rufeng never praised me like this, nor would he ever call me that."

Tears started to well up in Fairy Moran’s dark, bright eyes.

Seeing this, Ruo Lan’s eyes widened in fury, and she called out: "Valley Master, what’s wrong? Is it because of that despicable man? Let me kill him to vent your anger."

"Swoosh swoosh～"

The longsword in Ruo Lan’s hand instantly pierced through Yan Rufeng’s chest.

"Lanlan, stop!"

Ruo Lan pulled back the longsword, giving Yan Rufeng a fierce glare.

"Thud..."

Yan Rufeng coughed up a mouthful of blood and then covered the bleeding sword wound with his hand.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Ming, just stepping out of the escape pod, exclaimed in shock: "We just rebuilt our cultivation and ascended to the Immortal World, are we going to die again?"

Zhao Ming hurriedly took out an elixir and ran over, putting the elixir into Yan Rufeng’s mouth.

"Old Yan, you mustn’t die. I’m still waiting for your Divine Status!"

As blood continued to flow from Yan Rufeng’s chest wound, Qingyue hurried over in tears: "Brother Rufeng, why are you so foolish? Why didn’t you dodge?"

Yan Rufeng did want to dodge Ruo Lan’s sword, but he couldn’t due to his limited cultivation.

Yan Rufeng felt utterly helpless, holding back without saying a word.

Tears had already soaked Fairy Moran’s cheeks.

"Brother Rufeng, could he really be Yan Rufeng?"

"Yes, he is Yan Rufeng."

Zhao Ming clasped his fists and said: "Fairy Moran, he is indeed the true Immortal Venerable Yan Rufeng."

Only then did Fairy Moran rush over to Yan Rufeng, wipe her tears, grab his shoulders, and shake him vigorously, accusing: "Rufeng, why didn’t you dodge earlier? Are you feeling guilty towards me, intentionally taking this hit?"

After swallowing the elixir, the bleeding from Yan Rufeng’s chest wound had almost stopped, but now, shaken by Fairy Moran, a fresh stream of blood gushed out.

Having lost too much blood, Yan Rufeng’s face turned deathly pale. He lamented: "Ranran, look at my cultivation. How could I dodge Ruo Lan’s sword?"

Fairy Moran quickly dispersed her Divine Sense to check Yan Rufeng’s cultivation.

Fairy Moran furrowed her brows deeply and said: "Rufeng, what happened? How did your cultivation drop to the True Immortal Realm?"

Yan Rufeng wanted to speak but couldn’t muster the strength due to excessive blood loss. All he wanted was to lie down and sleep.

Seeing this, Zhao Ming said: "Fairy Moran, Emperor Yan didn’t drop his cultivation; he just recently regained it after rebuilding."

Fairy Moran was stunned and said: "So, he really died ten years ago?"

"Yes, he died once, but now he is alive again," Zhao Ming said seriously.

Fairy Moran’s hands on Yan Rufeng’s shoulders shook him again.

"Rufeng, quickly tell me, who were the ones that killed you ten years ago?"

"Thud..."

Yan Rufeng coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Zhao Ming furrowed his brows, shaking his head.

"Fairy Moran, if you shake him so hard again, Emperor Yan might die by your hand this time."

Fairy Moran quickly glanced at Yan Rufeng’s sword wound, only now realizing the severity of the situation.

"Ruo Lan, I need to stop Rufeng’s bleeding. Take good care of the others who came with him."

Fairy Moran didn’t delay any longer. She quickly picked up Yan Rufeng and took off, disappearing in a flash of rainbow light.

Deep within Wanhua Valley, Yan Rufeng lay quietly on a bed in an ancient, simple wooden cabin.

Fairy Moran sat by the bedside, her head slightly lowered, her gaze never leaving Yan Rufeng’s face.

Fairy Moran had been watching Yan Rufeng like this for three "two-hour-periods."

"Hehe!"

In the cabin, Fairy Moran chuckled to herself.

"I never expected that even after his rebirth, he didn’t forget me. As soon as he arrived in the Immortal World, he came to Wanhua Valley to find me. This feeling is so wonderful..."

In his semi-conscious state, Yan Rufeng vaguely heard Fairy Moran’s voice.

At this moment, Yan Rufeng felt utterly desolate, thinking: "I got stabbed as soon as I got here. If not for Artifact Spirit Xiaohui, who would willingly come here?"

"Knock, knock..."

There was a knocking at the door.

"Valley Master, has Young Master Yan woken up?"

Fairy Moran quickly stood up and said: "Ruo Lan, the door isn’t locked. Come in!"

Ruo Lan pushed the door open, followed closely by Qingyue and Zhao Ming.

Qingyue, anxious and burning with worry, looked towards Yan Rufeng.

"Why isn’t Brother Rufeng waking up?"

Fairy Moran scrutinized Qingyue with a hostile gaze.

"Miss, this Valley Master has never heard of Rufeng having a sister. Who exactly are you?"

Fairy Moran’s words were rather harsh, making Qingyue feel uncomfortable.

"Ha!"

Qingyue chuckled.

"What, can’t Brother Rufeng have a sister?"

Fairy Moran paused and asked: "Is your surname also Yan?"

Qingyue shook her head.

"If your surname isn’t Yan, doesn’t mean you can’t be his sister?"

"No! He belongs to me!"

Fairy Moran raised her voice, continuing: "Miss Qingyue, this Valley Master warns you now, stay away from my Rufeng, or I won’t mind making you disappear from this world forever!"

"Haha!"

Qingyue laughed and covered her face: "Your Rufeng? My Brother Rufeng? When did he become your private property?"

Fairy Moran proudly said: "From the moment Rufeng stepped into Wanhua Valley today, he already belongs to me, Fairy Moran. No one can take him away."

Qingyue felt like laughing because Yan Rufeng had said in the escape pod that he didn’t want to see Fairy Moran at all.

Qingyue didn’t continue arguing with Fairy Moran, softly saying: "I don’t want to discuss these petty issues with you. Once Brother Rufeng wakes up, we are leaving."

"Haha!"

Fairy Moran laughed and covered her face: "Leave? Where could you go in this Wanhua Valley? Where could you go with my Brother Rufeng?"