The cannon fodder heiress trembled with fear after being recognized as a member of her family.

After the nighttime ambush, Luo Jingqian simply sat on the ground in the courtyard and cultivated by the starlight.

Han Cuiyin glanced at it, said nothing, and went back to her room.

Having been in seclusion for so long, she doesn't want to suffer now.

He took out fried silver fish from the lotus seedpod space and a pot of spiritual wine, eating and pondering at the same time.

If the Yan family has anything special about them, it is only the clan territory of a collateral branch of the Yan clan.

Did the direct descendants of the Yan clan not have clan land? If the direct descendants of the Yan clan were ordinary people, how could they have protected the collateral branches of the Yan clan back then?

What secrets does the Yan family hold?

Han Cuiyin unknowingly finished a plate of small silver fish, still without any clue.

She simply took out the wooden box she had dug up from Yan Qingping's yard from her spatial storage.

In just over two months, she accumulated wealth that she could never have imagined in her previous life.

With the silver given to her by her maternal uncle before she went to the capital, and the money she emptied of her family's savings accumulated over generations in Changji Village, plus Yan Qingping's wealth, she could be considered a rich person.

I've been quite busy lately, so I just left those things lying around in the lotus seedpod space and haven't tidied them up since.

Yan Qingping only has about ten wooden boxes. Why don't we pack them up tonight and look for any clues?

When she put them away, she glanced at them briefly; there were some boxes and books inside.

With that in mind, Han Cuiyin decided to start packing from the box containing the books.

The formations she had set up at the manor are still there, but the Yan family hasn't activated them.

She took out her jade staff and drew a few strokes in the air, and a simple defensive formation slowly enveloped the manor.

Qingyun looked up from outside, then walked out helplessly, "Hey, those little cuties, please don't get lost."

He simply slept in the tree by the door, waiting for the fairy butterflies to return and deliver messages that would find him.

These two are incredibly ruthless to themselves. They stay up late at night, one busy cultivating, and the other busy with something in the room, activating the formation.

He's just a bit extravagant.

This formation can only be used once, so those spirit stones were wasted.

Han Cuiyin was unaware of Qingyun's thoughts. After making the arrangements, she quickly flipped through the books.

Some of these books were only used for scientific research, while others were local chronicles; none of them contained a single word from the Yan family.

"It seems these can only be given to my third uncle. If he continues to take the exam, he should be able to use them."

Yan Xiao has wasted her time over the years due to her inner turmoil. If she had put in her best effort before, she might not have been any worse than Han Zhen.

She put the boxes containing books aside and casually picked up a box containing gold and silver.

I initially thought it was filled with gold and silver, but I was surprised to find a small jade box on the bottom layer.

The sealing technique above is a method used in the cultivation world. Han Cuiyin used her jade staff to draw a circle around the jade box. With a "click," the jade box opened, revealing its contents.

Inside was a jade slip, along with a small jade bottle.

Upon opening it, I took a sniff and thought, "It's actually a Foundation Establishment Pill, and there are several of them. The ancestor of the Yan family's collateral branch is quite good at hiding them."

In the Realm of Immortality, while Foundation Establishment Pills are important, they are not rare. A low-grade Foundation Establishment Pill can be obtained for a few hundred spirit stones. With a little diligence, even some independent cultivators without resources can accumulate enough to obtain one.

In the Leaf Village, obtaining Foundation Establishment Pills is no easy feat.

There aren't many spiritual herbs here, and if there are, they're protected like treasures by major sects.

Yan Qingping has several here, which is really unexpected.

Han Cuiyin put the things away, keeping them for future use.

She had watched one battle involving the so-called Innate Realm cultivators, and their combat strength was roughly equivalent to the Foundation Establishment Realm in the cultivation world.

There were indeed cultivators among the ancestors of the Yan family.

The jade slip had barely been obtained when it was sucked of a drop of blood.

A screen of light appeared in her room, and a handsome young man appeared inside.

This person looks somewhat like Yan Qingping; he should be the ancestor of the collateral branch.

Han Cuiyin had just finished reading the first part when Qingyun's voice came in, "Lingdie is back!"

Left with no other choice, they could only put the jade slip away for now.

This jade slip records only a small part of Yan Fei's life story.

It looks like it was hastily made with Yan Fei's divine sense when he fell; I wonder if there's anything useful in it.

Han Cuiyin's consciousness is gradually recovering, and she can see things five meters away.

The spirit butterflies around Qingyun kept circling him, fluttering up and down.

"My lord, I'm afraid we'll have to make a trip to the capital. That person used something to mask the scent of the tracking grass; the smell is murky, and it disappeared midway. We couldn't find these spirit butterflies. That road is the only way back to the capital; perhaps that person fainted on the road and was rescued, thus masking the scent."

Qingyun took out a small bamboo cage and carefully put away the spirit butterflies.

"Then let's set off immediately! Let's see who's behind this." Upon hearing this, Han Cuiyin stepped forward and directly stated her thoughts.

Luo Jingqian nodded, "Yeah, if we act quickly, we might actually catch him. Don't you need to take care of your face? Han Zhen isn't a kind father. If he sees your face, he might come up with some bad ideas."

“Indeed, it’s better to keep a low profile for now.” Han Cuiyin wiped her face with her right hand, changing to an ordinary face that wouldn’t attract attention in a crowd.

Her strength hasn't reached its peak yet; there are still some experts here who can subdue her.

Qingyun saw Han Cuiyin's expression change and looked on with envy.

He glanced at Luo Jingqian, his lips moved, but he ultimately didn't say anything.

Luo Jingqian merely glanced at him, issuing a silent warning.

Han Cuiyin, oblivious to their actions, urged them on:

"Let's hurry up and take advantage of the fact that there aren't many people on the road now, so it will be easier to find it."

Farmers from the surrounding area would get up early to go to the county town to sell their vegetables and poultry. They would take the official road leading to the capital before turning onto the side roads.

As dawn approaches, there will be more people on the road later, and their sudden landing could startle others.

Han Cuiyin reached out and drew three leaves from the sycamore tree in the courtyard. She then used her jade staff to draw an intricate pattern on each leaf.

The movements are smooth and flowing.

Qingyun stared intently, one hand gripping Luo Jingqian's sleeve and shaking it vigorously.

Luo Jingqian glanced at the hand on his sleeve, and Qingyun quickly let go with a silly smile, "I was just mesmerized by Miss Han drawing talismans, and I lost my focus for a moment. Please forgive me, Lord Marquis."

Miss Han is unfathomable! This one move alone is even more impressive than my senior master's. Qingyun thought to himself, I must make a good impression on Miss Han in the future.

After Han Cuiyin finished drawing, she twirled the jade staff a few times on her fingertips. "Step on it! It's valid for half an hour."

"Step on it?" Qingyun hesitated, "Such a small leaf, could it—"

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Jingqian had already stepped on it, and the leaves suddenly grew larger and shot into the sky.

Han Cuiyin and Luo Jingqian left one after the other.

"My God, this... this is truly the work of a celestial being!" Qingyun exclaimed involuntarily, then stepped onto the leaves and chased after him.