Xiao Fan's actions

There was nothing he could do; seduction primarily relied on being a scoundrel and a liar—just trick them into your grasp.

However, he wasn't without a countermeasure. Xiao Fan boldly admitted,

"I just didn't want you to get hurt."

"If you resent me for concealing my strength, I willingly accept your punishment."

Upon hearing him say this, Jiang Lanzhi immediately shed two streams of clear tears.

"You're so foolish!" She said, her jade hands clenching into fists, lightly tapping his chest. However, it was merely a pretense, with a hint of playful coquetry.

Uh, why isn't this what I imagined?

Jiang Lanzhi sobbed,

"In the Demonic Cave, when you concealed your strength, did you already have a death wish? With your power, you could sweep aside Combination Stage Cultivators, yet you pretended to be weak."

"Were you afraid that the dream would become reality and harm me, so you sought death yourself?"

"What would I do if you died? Did you ever consider my feelings?! You're too despicable! You only thought of my feelings and not your own. Do you want me to owe you for a lifetime?!"

"Big bad guy, scoundrel, bastard, rotten egg!"

The more Jiang Lanzhi spoke, the more agitated she became, feeling extremely angry about Xiao Fan concealing his strength and seeking death!

She didn't even dare to imagine what it would be like if Xiao Fan had fallen in the Demonic Cave and couldn't get out; she feared she wouldn't have lived alone either.

A moment before, Xiao Fan was still contemplating a countermeasure.

But looking at her, he felt a bit amused. Could it be that a love-struck brain truly lowers one's IQ?

Perhaps the Villain Value was at work, as the Villain Value was constantly changing him, putting him in a more advantageous situation.

Never mind, the current situation is: my IQ is superior to yours, the advantage is mine!

Xiao Fan sighed and said, "Alas, you still found out. Although I am a Soul Transformation Late Stage Cultivator, my strength can sweep aside Combination Stage Cultivators."

"I swear, from now on, I will never lie to you again."

I, Xiao Fan, firmly uphold the principle of never deceiving women!

Jiang Lanzhi was frightened, but thinking that she had a Genius Young Master who was willing to sacrifice his life for her, she felt a little smug and a sweet tenderness in her heart.

People are just that contradictory.

Xiao Fan gently comforted her, calming her emotions.

After regaining her composure, Jiang Lanzhi was still a little disappointed.

"I thought I could lead you, but I didn't expect your strength to be so great, and you ended up leading me instead," Jiang Lanzhi muttered softly. She genuinely wanted Xiao Fan to become a favored son of heaven, attracting worldwide attention.

She didn't expect this guy was already a favored son of heaven.

Xiao Fan was a little touched; this foolish woman only thought of him.

"We are one, you are in me, and I am in you. Don't distinguish between you and me; it is us!" Xiao Fan said.

"Mm, us!"

After a period of tenderness, the two eventually had to get up.

Jiang Lanzhi was a little clumsy. She tried to bathe, change, and comb Xiao Fan's hair, like a sweet little wife.

To be treated with such tenderness by an Empress of Unfeeling who only wielded blades, spears, and swords, and was decisive in killing.

Xiao Fan admitted that he was indeed a little proud.

As for Jiang Lanzhi, after rescuing Xiao Fan and receiving his favor, her strength greatly increased.

She was definitely more confident in the Saintess assessment.

Xiao Fan personally escorted her back to the Hundred Flowers Holy Land. Jiang Lanzhi verbally refused, telling him to rest well, but Xiao Fan refused and insisted on accompanying her.

She said no, but her body was honest. Jiang Lanzhi held Xiao Fan's hand, her pretty face flushed with spring, and obediently leaned her head on Xiao Fan's broad shoulder.

They looked like a pair of immortal companions.

Women were always saying one thing and meaning another; he understood that perfectly.

Uncle Jiang drove the Nine Golden Dragon carriage sent by Xiao An, delivering Xiao Fan and Jiang Lanzhi to the entrance of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land. This sudden Mahayana Golden Dragon exuded pressure that covered thousands of miles.

A Dragon roar echoed across the sky.

Dragons were already rare, let alone Golden Dragons. A Mahayana Golden Dragon was even rarer in the world. The powerful Dragon breath swept over, causing countless people in the Hundred Flowers Holy Land to look up at the Dragon carriage.

Their hearts were uneasy. Was it an enemy? Or a friend?

Immediately, several powerful figures flew out from within the Hundred Flowers Holy Land, blocking the Dragon carriage.

"Halt!" The person shouted sweetly, revealing herself to be a Female Cultivator of the Mahayana Realm.

She wore Elder robes, beautiful yet stern. Most likely, she was a Mahayana old woman who had been in seclusion and was startled out by this powerful display.

"Stop!"

Xiao Fan said calmly, and immediately, the nine Golden Dragons instantly stopped, not daring to make the slightest movement.

The Mahayana Elder saw that the newcomer was merely a small Cultivator at the Soul Transformation Late Stage and found it a bit strange, but the pressure from the nine Mahayana Golden Dragons was indeed considerable.

"Who are you?" The Mahayana Elder asked.

"Me? Taixuan Holy Son, Jiang Lan Zhi's fiancé, Xiao Fan." Xiao Fan embraced Jiang Lanzhi, the beauty in his arms soft and fragrant.

Jiang Lanzhi had a happy expression; this guy's display was a bit too grand.

"Jiang Lan Zhi's fiancé?" The Mahayana Female Elder didn't understand, but seeing Jiang Lanzhi's Daoist robe, she realized she was a female Disciple of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land.

"Jiang Lan Zhi? Isn't that Senior Sister Jiang?"

"Look, it really is Lan Zhi Senior Sister."

"I heard Lan Zhi Senior Sister went home to get engaged. Is that her fiancé?"

"They're truly a perfect match. This is too showy, using Dragons as mounts."

"I heard Lan Zhi Senior Sister intends to compete for the Saintess position. I think this is her confidence."

"I've seen him before, the Taixuan Holy Son, and also the Young Master of the Xiao Family, the Xiao Family that stands at the pinnacle of the world. I'm so envious that Lan Zhi Senior Sister's fiancé is him."

The word "envious" had been said so many times by the female Disciples of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land that they were tired of it.

The Mahayana Female Elder also understood. So it was the Taixuan Holy Son, and also from the Xiao Family.

She reined in her aura, her expression softening a little.

Xiao Fan said nothing, merely holding her soft hand and escorting her to the mountain gate of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land.

"This is far enough. The Holy Land doesn't allow male Cultivators inside," Jiang Lanzhi said, reluctantly parting.

"As you wish." Saying so, he lightly tapped her forehead, and immediately, a blush spread across her face.

But she didn't dodge, only showing a hint of resentment. This guy was truly reckless, doing this even in broad daylight.

Xiao Fan turned and left. As he departed, he said loudly, "The Hundred Flowers Saintess, besides Jiang Lanzhi, no one else is worthy!"

This domineering voice echoed through the sky, reaching deep into the Hundred Flowers Holy Land, making every female Disciple listen with overflowing envy.

Handsome, noble status, powerful background, and domineering affection—which young female Cultivator could resist such an offensive?

Jiang Lanzhi's heart was also greatly moved, her love for Xiao Fan growing even stronger.

Xiao Fan smiled and cupped his hands to the Mahayana Elder as a sign of respect, "My apologies for disturbing Senior. I just want Jiang Lan Zhi to become the Saintess, nothing else."

The Mahayana Elder naturally had no objection, because the stronger the person behind Jiang Lanzhi, the more beneficial it was for the Hundred Flowers Holy Land.

The Mahayana Female Elder also said, "Understood."

Xiao Fan left, but his brief appearance in the Hundred Flowers Holy Land was deeply etched in the minds of every female Disciple there.

Jiang Lanzhi felt incredibly happy; this guy was too good at this.

Some rejoiced, others grieved.

Jiang Lanzhi was not the only one competing for the Saintess position.

Within the Hundred Flowers Holy Land, in a flower valley where vibrant flowers competed for beauty and their fragrance was pungent, a cold and beautiful female Disciple with contempt in her eyes gazed sharply towards the mountain gate. It was a kind of disdain that regarded everyone else as nothing, making one feel extremely chilling.

"Hmph, so what if he's the Taixuan Holy Son? The Saintess position is mine, and no one can snatch it away!"

"Jiang Lanzhi? Hmph!"