121: Is Yue Cailan transferring to the Martial Arts Association?

At the same time, in Jiangnan.

A man in a white robe, whose face was unclear, watched Su Ran perform the Nine Revolutions Dragon Needle, a flash of greed appearing in his eyes.

"It truly is the Nine Revolutions Dragon Needle. Since you are its inheritor, you are therefore a member of my Medicine King Valley."

Hearing this, Su Ran's face lit up with joy. The Medicine King Valley was a sect in Zhongzhou.

Although not part of the Nine Provinces Alliance, it was renowned for its peerless medical skills and had connections all over the world.

These connections formed a kind of influence; even without an eighth-tier powerhouse guarding it, no one dared to look down on the Medicine King Valley.

"You flatter me, Senior. Since I am the inheritor of the Nine Revolutions Dragon Needle, I am naturally also an inheritor of the Medicine King Valley." Su Ran tried his best to appear humble and polite.

If this were following the original plot, Su Ran would have been unbearably arrogant by now. But after a series of setbacks, he had become much more subdued.

Being bullied by Ling Xian was one thing.

The key issue was that he had just befriended the Fang Family, only for the Fang Family to provoke an old-school grandmaster.

His little brother, Fang Zichuan, had even died right before his eyes.

Crucially, faced with a behemoth like the Ten Thousand Poisons Alliance, he was powerless.

As for the Qingxin Sect?

Heh, having not shown itself for many years, its influence couldn't keep up with the times.

His master also wouldn't come down the mountain to display their strength.

He was living like a wandering cultivator, utterly lacking in prestige!

The Medicine King Valley wanted to obtain the Nine Revolutions Dragon Needle, and Su Ran also wanted to use the Medicine King Valley to gain some resources.

"You kid... Good! Good! Good!" The white-robed man laughed three times, also excited, as this counted as an achievement for him.

"Brother Su Ran, since you are a member of our Medicine King Valley, is there anything you want?"

This sentence was just a casual, polite remark from the white-robed man.

"Really?" Su Ran's eyes sparkled; this was exactly the sentence he was waiting for.

Seeing the look in Su Ran's eyes, the white-robed man inwardly cursed his luck, but for the sake of the Nine Revolutions Dragon Needle, he still nodded in agreement.

"Naturally!"

"I've heard there is a rare treasure in Zhongzhou called the tongxuan flower. I'd like one. I wonder..." Su Ran inquired tentatively.

The white-robed man frowned slightly. "The tongxuan flower... that's a type of spirit herb carefully cultivated within the Nine Provinces Alliance..."

"Sigh, I knew the Medicine King Valley couldn't compare to the Nine Provinces Alliance. You can't even get a single tongxuan flower. Forget it, I, Su Ran, will find a way myself." Su Ran sighed, seemingly very disappointed, and turned as if to leave.

"It's just a pity that this Nine Revolutions Dragon Needle can only receive its complete inheritance after obtaining the tongxuan flower to break through to the grandmaster realm..."

Having said that much, under the combination of provocation and temptation, the white-robed man finally stepped forward to stop him.

"Brother Su Ran, wait! It's just a tongxuan flower, right? Come back with me to Medicine King Valley. With the Valley Master's connections, we will surely be able to obtain the tongxuan flower to help you break through to grandmaster!"

Su Ran and the white-robed man each had their own schemes.

For Su Ran, his goal from the start was to borrow their influence.

For the white-robed man, bringing the Nine Revolutions Dragon Needle back to Medicine King Valley was the main thing; as for the tongxuan flower, he could just ask the Valley Master for it.

The two hit it off immediately, each getting what they needed.

"Thank you, Senior!" Su Ran cupped his hands in thanks, then prepared to follow the white-robed man to the Medicine King Valley in Zhongzhou... Inside the Angel Hotel in Zhongzhou.

Early in the morning, Ling Xian got up and saw police sealing off a suite. Soon after, the police dispersed, and a group of mysterious figures arrived.

Ling Xian recognized these people at a glance—they were from the Martial Arts Association.

"Hmm... A martial artist committed a crime?" Ling Xian was curious and puzzled, but also more alert.

"A martial artist who could evade my spiritual perception is definitely not simple."

Just as he was about to walk towards the suite to check the situation, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Ling Xian, is that you?" The newcomer was beyond Ling Xian's expectations—it was that Little Demoness from Donghai, Yue Cailan.

She had now taken off her police uniform and changed into a Martial Arts Association uniform.

The stark black and white combination looked efficient and neat while still accentuating the curves of her figure.

It had to be said, Ling Xian hadn't seen a figure with proportions like Yue Cailan's since leaving Donghai.

It wasn't just her bust; everything was just right, perfectly balanced without being exaggerated.

"You... joined the Martial Arts Association?" Ling Xian asked in surprise, also more curious about the change in Yue Cailan.

"Mhm, it's good now. At least I don't have to hold back like I did in the police force." Yue Cailan nodded in response, her eyes occasionally stealing glances at Ling Xian. "Originally, Grandpa was worried. I lied to him, saying I came to train with you. If he asks you, you better not give me away."

Yue Cailan's tone was very gentle and soft, making Ling Xian somewhat uncomfortable, as she seemed a bit awkward.

"No, wait, are you sick?" Ling Xian covered Yue Cailan's forehead, pretending to check her temperature.

"Ling Xian, you..." Yue Cailan glared at him, annoyed.

"That's more like it, that's the right tone." Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction.

Yue Cailan rolled her eyes at Ling Xian and asked curiously, "I came to Zhongzhou because of a mission. Why are you here?"

"My birthday is the day after tomorrow. The old man told me to return to Zhongzhou to celebrate." Ling Xian shrugged indifferently.

Running into an old acquaintance like Yue Cailan put Ling Xian in a good mood, and he was willing to chat a bit more.

"Your birthday?" Yue Cailan was surprised and silently made a mental note of it.

"Yeah, my birthday. Do you have any recommended places? I haven't been back to Zhongzhou for a long time, so I'm not really familiar with it." Ling Xian opened up, speaking with enthusiasm.

Naturally, Yue Cailan didn't refuse and immediately recommended her own family's restaurant business in Zhongzhou—Wangyue Tower!

"Wangyue Tower! It's high-class, not to mention the environment is quiet, definitely suitable for you.

This is a pillar industry of my Yue Family, famous throughout the entire Dragon Country.

Later, I'll have Grandpa arrange it and call the best head chef to take charge." Yue Cailan hopped excitedly, patting her chest, her eyes full of anticipation, hoping to earn Ling Xian's praise.

"Alright then. Later, I'll practice martial arts with you as repayment." This sentence from Ling Xian was the highest praise for Yue Cailan.

Hearing this, Yue Cailan was overjoyed. She knew Ling Xian was a Young Grandmaster, famous from a young age.

How could she compare to someone like that?

She wasn't stupid. Besides his cultivation, she also gathered from the conversation just now that Ling Xian's family was from Zhongzhou.

And since the Ling Corporation was already powerful, yet his true family hailed from Zhongzhou, one could imagine how terrifying Ling Xian's real identity must be.

But Ling Xian was actually willing to be her sparring partner, which meant he still remembered her as a good playmate in his heart.

"Thank you then." Yue Cailan gave a radiant smile, though she couldn't bully Ling Xian like she used to.

Just as the two were chatting happily, a crane's cry sounded.

"Cailan, what are you doing? Come over here quickly."

The speaker was a man in his early thirties, whose martial power had reached the fifth tier.

"That's my Captain. I have to go." Yue Cailan gave an apologetic smile and hurried off.

Ling Xian couldn't help but chuckle wryly. Yue Cailan had given up a perfectly good position in the police force to start from the bottom at the Martial Arts Association.

It could be considered going from among the people, back to among the people.

"She really loves to stir things up. Grandpa Yue is probably going to have a headache." After saying this, Ling Xian didn't choose to leave.

Instead, he moved closer to the cordoned-off area.

Due to the Cloud Dragon Transformation, even without deliberately using it, his movement skills were on a level these juniors couldn't match.

Therefore, no one noticed Ling Xian's approach.

"The body has injuries. Judging by the wounds, they don't seem to be caused by a spellcaster. They look more like they were inflicted by practicing a bird-style fist technique, such as Eagle Claw Kung Fu, Xingyi Fist, or the like." Yue Cailan's Captain analyzed for the team members based on his observations.

But Ling Xian only took one look and shook his head in negation.

Among his beast-style fists was the Crane Fist, so he naturally knew these marks couldn't possibly be caused by a bird-style fist technique.

This was clearly caused by an attack from a bird-like creature.