Chapter 537: Lin Chaoyin’s Reckless Move

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In the courtyard, over tea and laughter.

As Wang Haoran had hidden the truth about “Qian Anning being adopted,” both Qian Wanyi and Qian Anning exchanged a knowing glance.

And together, they decided to settle the score with him—

“You scoundrel!”

“Admit you’re wrong!”

After a playful tussle, the two women, panting slightly, leaned against each other.

Looking at Wang Haoran, who was now waving a “white flag” in surrender, their faces were filled with smug satisfaction.

“Niang, let me tell you, this Wang Haoran is the worst!”

“He tricked me with sweet words before, and then I…”

Pouting, Qian Anning “complained” in a soft voice about Wang Haoran—though there was a hint of pride in her tone.

Hearing this, Qian Wanyi immediately glared at Wang Haoran—

“You rascal, how dare you bully my Anning like that!”

If you’re so bold, come bully me instead!

And with that, the three of them started playfully wrestling again.

Until the “courtyard” door was knocked upon—

“Hey, you pair of shameless win-but-mute♀ people, tone it down!”

“Get Haoran out here! The Holy Land meeting is about to start!”

Zhao Nishang called out, exasperated.

Today was not only the day Wang Haoran would officially become the Holy Son of Piao Miao Holy Land, but also the day of the Three Holy Lands’ joint meeting.

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The Purpose.

To discuss how to deal with the mysterious figure who had killed Qing Yun Holy Land’s Holy Son, Tang Xiaochuan—

The ancient martial world’s former top expert, now a demonic overlord, Xiang Shaotian.

Additionally.

Not only Tang Xiaochuan, but even Piao Miao Holy Land’s former Holy Son, Li Yuan, had fallen into demonic ways under Xiang Shaotian’s influence.

Leading to his execution by the Holy Land’s ancestor, the “Piao Miao Fairy” Lin Chaoyin.

To address the threat posed by Xiang Shaotian.

The ancestors of the three Holy Lands had convened this highly important meeting.

All the key figures of the Three Holy Lands would attend.

Although “celebrating Wang Haoran’s appointment as Holy Son” was merely a pretext for the gathering.

Precisely because of this, Wang Haoran needed to arrive early.

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After waiting for a while.

“Master!”

Wang Haoran emerged from the “courtyard” with the blushing Qian Wanyi and Qian Anning.

“Let’s go!”

Zhao Nishang, having no time to tease this trio, simply nodded—

“Haoran, I’ll take you to meet my master later!”

Her master’s master was their Grandmaster.

“Your Grandmaster is a peak Legendary expert, the strongest in the ancient martial world!”

“When you meet her, behave yourself, and she’ll definitely like you.”

Zhao Nishang smiled.

Previously, her master had been in seclusion, so she hadn’t dared to disturb her.

But now that there was an opportunity, she was determined to show off her outstanding disciple!

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Meanwhile, in the main hall of Shangguan Yunlan’s residence.

As the Holy Lord, Shangguan Yunlan sat respectfully to the side, having ceded the head seat to her master, Lin Chaoyin:

“Master, please have some tea!”

“Please wait a little longer; my junior sister should be back soon.”

Beside Shangguan Yunlan, Lin Xixue, who was of a younger generation, gazed at her Grandmaster with admiration.

The three of them waited for a while.

Then they saw Zhao Nishang approaching with Wang Haoran and Qian Anning—

Qian Wanyi, not being part of their lineage, did not follow.

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At this moment.

Lin Chaoyin, Shangguan Yunlan, Zhao Nishang, Lin Xixue, Qian Anning, and Wang Haoran.

Three generations of their lineage were gathered here.

Looking at the sole man among them, Lin Chaoyin smiled “kindly”:

“Truly a fine young man. No wonder both Nishang and Xiaolan praise you so highly!”

“Xiaolan, Nishang’s disciple is far better than your sharp-faced, scheming disciple Li Yuan!”

“He’s worthy of being our Holy Land’s Holy Son!”

“I’m sorry, Master. It’s my fault for not disciplining him properly… I shouldn’t have troubled you to intervene…”

At the mention of her eldest disciple, Li Yuan, Shangguan Yunlan felt more regret than anything else.

She hadn’t expected her disciple to turn to demonic power in a desperate bid to retain his position as Holy Son.

Fortunately, her master had caught him in the act.

“Sigh, I don’t know when he became like this…”

But soon, she pushed the matter aside—

“Haoran, Anning, come greet your Grandmaster!”

Having heard Lin Chaoyin praise Wang Haoran, Shangguan Yunlan felt a sense of pride.

“Grandmaster!” The two juniors bowed respectfully.

“Good, good!” After praising the adorable Qian Anning.

Lin Chaoyin looked at Wang Haoran, who was putting on a polite facade, and smirked inwardly—

Then she reached out and pressed down on his head.

“Good boy, Haoran, so polite!”

As she spoke, she vigorously ruffled his hair.

It was as if she were venting all her pent-up frustration from being teased by him.

—Though she knew Wang Haoran would undoubtedly “teach her a lesson” later, she couldn’t resist taking her revenge now!

“……”

Meanwhile.

Watching this seemingly harmonious interaction between elder and junior.

Shangguan Yunlan and Zhao Nishang couldn’t help but smile—

“Master really likes Haoran!”

They recalled how they had treated Wang Haoran with similar warmth when he first arrived at the Holy Land.

But now… things had changed, and they could no longer view him with the same pure affection they once had.

However, as they watched their master “dote on” Wang Haoran.

They began to sense something was off—

“Master… you seem to be touching him for a long time…”

“Really?” But Lin Chaoyin, seeing Wang Haoran endure her antics without resistance, was reluctant to stop: “I’m just checking his condition, so it takes a bit longer!”

“I see!”

Out of respect for their elder, Shangguan Yunlan, Zhao Nishang, Lin Xixue, and Qian Anning believed her.

They were even pleased to see Lin Chaoyin showing such care for Wang Haoran.

However, Lin Chaoyin’s true thoughts were—

“Hmph, serves you right for bullying me every day!”

“With Nishang and Xiaolan here, you wouldn’t dare retaliate!”

“This is the perfect chance to put you in your place!”

“Later, I’ll even make you serve me tea!”

Feeling smug, Lin Chaoyin ruffled his hair even harder—

Only to have Wang Haoran grab her hand.

“……Enough.”

“You!?” Lin Chaoyin was about to scold him in her Grandmasterly tone.

But when she saw the meaningful look in Wang Haoran’s eyes, her heart skipped a beat.

“D-don’t you dare!”

Instinctively stepping back—

But since Wang Haoran was holding her hand, instead of retreating, she was pulled into his arms.

“So mischievous!”

Lowering his head, he kissed her on the lips.

Holding the blushing, struggling Lin Chaoyin.

He turned to the stunned Shangguan Yunlan and Zhao Nishang—

“Lan’er… no, Xiaolan, Nishang.”

“Aren’t you going to call me brother-in-law already?”