The Emperor's Favorite: The Useless and Crazy Concubine Who Conquers the World

Lan Yunyan's strength has now reached a new level, and she has firmly stepped into the ninth stage of foundation building.

Yes, that's right, she has once again achieved self-transcendence and broke through the shackles of two levels in a row. This speed of progress is enough to attract attention even in the cultivation world where geniuses are born in large numbers.

Among her peers, Lan Yunyan is undoubtedly the brightest star. Her brilliance is so dazzling that no one can match her.

She knew that although she was considered a leader in this small circle, if she set her sights on the vast Canglan Continent, her strength was far from enough.

The night was as black as ink, and the wind whistled, bringing a hint of coolness.

Lan Yunyan was dressed in black, with flames of anger burning in her eyes. Behind her followed a group of disciples from the Seven Evils Pavilion with equally stern expressions.

On this dark and windy night, they hurried towards Lihuo Palace with only one thought in their minds - revenge.

The gate of Lihuo Palace was closed, but Lan Yunyan was not afraid. She waved her hand and the disciples behind her immediately rushed forward and started a fierce battle with the guards of Lihuo Palace.

The flashes of swords and the shadows of knives flashed in the darkness, and the shouts of killing broke the silence of the night.

Lan Yunyan was like a cheetah in the dark night, with a nimble body and a long sword waving in his hand. Wherever he went, people from Lihuo Palace fell down one after another.

However, the Lihuo Palace was no pushover. They quickly organized a counterattack, and the two sides engaged in a brutal battle.

Lan Yunyan fought more and more bravely, but she was gradually surrounded by the enemy. She was injured in many places, but she still gritted her teeth and refused to retreat.

Just when the battle was getting intense, the Palace Master of Lihuo Palace finally showed up.

He is tall, with sinister eyes, and exudes a powerful aura.

The Palace Master of Lihuo Palace looked at Lan Yunyan and sneered, "Lan Yunyan, you dare to lead people to attack my Lihuo Palace? Today is the day you die."

Lan Yunyan responded fearlessly: "You left the Fire Palace and injured my Seven Evils Pavilion disciples. Today I will make you pay the price."

After saying that, Lan Yunyan drew his sword and started a fierce duel with the Palace Master of Lihuo Palace.

Just when Lan Yunyan was careless, she was hit by the Palace Master of Lihuo Palace, spitting out a mouthful of blood and her body was shaking.

At this critical moment, a figure flashed across the night sky like lightning, and Ling Xiu Han arrived.

His eyes were filled with anxiety and anger. Seeing Lan Yunyan injured, his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.

Ling Xiu Han rushed into the enemy camp in an instant, the long sword in his hand dancing like a dragon, and wherever he went, the people of Lihuo Palace were killed.

He came to Lan Yunyan, hugged her in his arms, and said softly: "Xiao Yan'er, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Lan Yunyan looked at Ling Xiuhan, a hint of joy in her eyes. "Xiuhan, you're finally here."

Ling Xiuhan put Lan Yunyan down and turned to face the Lihuo Palace Master, his eyes filled with murderous intent. "Today, you, the Lihuo Palace, must pay the price for your actions!"

The Palace Master of Lihuo Palace looked at Ling Xiuhan and said with disdain, "Just you? You think you can challenge me, the Palace Master of Lihuo Palace?"

Ling Xiuhan said nothing, but tightened his grip on the sword. A powerful aura emanated from him.

The battle was about to break out, and the Palace Master of Lihuo Palace took the first step. He waved the flaming scepter in his hand, and a blazing flame rushed towards Ling Xiu Han.

Ling Xiuhan dodged the attack with a flick of his left foot. Then, with lightning speed, he rushed to the front of the Lihuo Palace Master and thrust out with his sword.

The Palace Master of Lihuo Palace quickly blocked with his scepter, but Ling Xiuhan's sword was so powerful that it forced him to retreat again and again.

The Palace Master of Lihuo Palace was shocked. He didn't expect Ling Xiu Han to be so powerful.

He roared, his entire body surging with flames as he unleashed his most powerful technique. The flaming staff in his hand glowed crimson, and a massive column of flame shot out towards Ling Xiuhan.

Ling Xiuhan's eyes narrowed, and he quickly used his Qinggong skills to dodge through the air. Pillars of flame brushed past his body, burning everything around him to ash.

Ling Xiuhan flipped in mid-air and swooped down towards the Lihuo Palace Master. The longsword in his hand flashed with a cold light, and the sword's force was as powerful as thunder.

The Palace Master of Lihuo Palace looked at Ling Xiu Han in horror. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

Ling Xiu Han's long sword accurately pierced the chest of the Palace Master of Lihuo Palace. The Palace Master of Lihuo Palace let out a scream and fell to the ground.

His eyes were filled with resentment and fear, but it was too late.

Ling Xiu Han looked at the Palace Master of Lihuo Palace lying on the ground without a trace of pity in his heart.

He turned back to Lan Yunyan and gently picked her up. "Xiao Yan'er, let's go home."

Lan Yunyan leaned weakly in Ling Xiuhan's arms, her heart filled with warmth.

She opened her eyes slightly, looked at Ling Xiu Han's cold and handsome face, and felt endlessly moved in her heart.

She knew that this man would always protect her no matter what difficulties she encountered.

"Xiu Han, thank you." Lan Yunyan's voice was weak and gentle.

Ling Xiuhan hugged her tightly, his eyes filled with heartache. "Xiao Yan'er, let's go home now. I'll find the best doctor to heal you."

They disappeared into the night together, leaving behind the Lihuo Palace in ruins.

The wind was still blowing, but Lan Yunyan didn't feel a bit cold at this moment.

She felt like she was in a warm harbor in Ling Xiuhan's arms.

Ling Xiu Han held her in his arms and walked quickly towards the Qisha Pavilion.

After returning to Qisha Pavilion, Ling Xiuhan immediately asked someone to invite the best doctor.

The doctor carefully examined Lan Yunyan's injuries and prescribed some medicine.

Ling Xiu Han personally prepared medicine for Lan Yunyan and stayed by her bedside, unwilling to leave for a moment.

The aroma of medicine filled the room. Ling Xiu Han stared at Lan Yunyan's pale face, his heart filled with pity.

He gently held Lan Yunyan's hand, as if he could pass his strength to her.

"Xiao Yan'er, you must get better soon. I can't live without you." He murmured in a low voice, with a hint of trembling in his voice.