"Little Sword, take me to find Master. Little Qi, take him to a guest room and arrange breakfast for him."

Yun Qingyao spoke to the two young men in front of her.

She had ultimately accepted Lin Fan’s arrangement. For no other reason than that this was the optimal solution for her. She really didn’t want to be a captive held in Lin Fan’s hands and used to threaten her sect.

But her feelings were getting more and more complicated. That bastard Lin Fan, why is he so different from everyone else? He kept catching her off guard. What she really couldn’t figure out was how Lin Fan actually dared to come into the Yun Sect alone. She had no idea whether he was just too arrogant, or had everything under control.

The Yun Clan’s stockade gate opened.

The four of them walked through the gate.

Lin Fan looked up. This mysterious Hidden Sect had finally appeared before him in the closest way possible. Being here in person, it really felt like he’d traveled to another world.

Yun Qingyao wanted to say something to Lin Fan, but in the end she only gave him a glance, said nothing, and followed the young man called Little Sword away.

The other young man, called Little Qi, greeted Lin Fan enthusiastically: "My name is Yun Xiaoqi. I haven’t asked yet, big brother, what’s your honored surname and given name?"

He didn’t know Lin Fan was an enemy; he thought Lin Fan was Yun Qingyao’s friend. And just now Lin Fan had carried Yun Qingyao back on his back. The two of them had seemed very close. Their relationship as "friends" was probably even deeper than that, so he treated Lin Fan very warmly, completely taking him as an honored guest.

Lin Fan smiled slightly. "My name is Lin Fan."

Yun Xiaoqi laughed. "So it’s Brother Lin. Brother Lin, this way please, I’ll take you to the guest room."

The so‑called guest rooms were where the Yun Sect received visitors. In the Yun Sect there was a special area set aside for guests to stay in.

"Brother Lin, don’t blame me for being nosy, but are you Senior Sister Qing Yao’s boyfriend?" Yun Xiaoqi asked as they walked.

Lin Fan staggered a bit. This misunderstanding was a little big. He wiped at imaginary sweat and said, "Why do you ask that?"

Yun Xiaoqi said, "Don’t blame me for gossiping, but I saw you carrying Senior Sister Qing Yao on your back just now. I’ve grown up this big, and it’s the first time I’ve ever seen Senior Sister Qing Yao so close with a man."

Lin Fan let out an "oh." "Alright then."

Yun Xiaoqi said, "Brother Lin, let me give you a reminder, you’d better be careful. Our Yun Clan’s daughters are very strict when it comes to choosing a son‑in‑law. I don’t know if Senior Sister Qing Yao has told you, so I’ll just wish you good luck on your assessment in advance."

Lin Fan asked curiously, "She hasn’t told me."

Yun Xiaoqi was a bit surprised. Lin Fan didn’t know anything and yet Senior Sister Qing Yao had brought him back—he really did have courage.

Yun Xiaoqi said, "I’ll just briefly tell you a few points. First, as a Hidden Sect, we generally don’t form marriage alliances with other Hidden Sects. So if Brother Lin is a disciple of another Hidden Sect, then I’m sorry."

Lin Fan asked in puzzlement, "Why?"

Yun Xiaoqi said, "Because that involves a lot of issues. Between two families, or two powers, there will be all sorts of entanglements that are hard to sort out. Hah, Brother Lin, the way you’re asking me this shows you’re not from a Hidden Sect, otherwise you wouldn’t not know this."

Lin Fan chuckled. This Yun Xiaoqi was pretty sharp. He said, "Mm, I’m not. What else?"

Yun Xiaoqi said, "Then there’s the matter of children. Our Hidden Sect’s men, when they marry and have children, the offspring all belong to the Yun Clan. Our Hidden Sect’s women, after they marry, the children they bear also all belong to the Yun Clan. This is for the sake of continuing our Yun Sect’s bloodline. If you can’t accept this, you can’t become a son‑in‑law of our Yun Clan."

Lin Fan said, "Isn’t that just being a live‑in son‑in‑law?"

Yun Xiaoqi laughed. "Mm, exactly, an in‑marrying son‑in‑law. This is also one of the reasons why we don’t intermarry with other Hidden Sects. Think about it—how could men from other Hidden Sects be willing to be an in‑marrying son‑in‑law? Brother Lin, you’d better think it through."

Lin Fan found it funny inside. Luckily he wasn’t Yun Qingyao’s boyfriend, so he had absolutely no need to think about this problem.

Speaking of in‑marrying son‑in‑laws, it wasn’t like he’d never been one. He’d been the in‑marrying son‑in‑law of the Yun City Wei Family. Although it was a fake marriage, he also knew it wasn’t easy being an in‑marrying son‑in‑law.

In this lifetime he would never again be anyone’s in‑marrying son‑in‑law. He still had to pass on the Lin Family bloodline. How could he become someone else’s tool for passing on their bloodline?

An in‑marrying son‑in‑law was basically just a tool for carrying on the family line. His position was very awkward, and he’d be mocked by others.

As a Hidden Sect with both strong martial power and strong financial power, it wasn’t hard at all for their women to find an in‑marrying son‑in‑law. In fact, there were tons of single men in this world who were happy to live off a woman, who would love to have a Rich Lady keep them.

Chatting as they went, Yun Xiaoqi brought Lin Fan to a house, pushed the door open, and invited Lin Fan in.

The room wasn’t big, but it was very clean and quite comfortable. There was a bed with bedding, and a table with chairs. Everything was very simple and old‑fashioned, with none of the modern appliances.

So in the Yun Sect they still kept to an ancient way of life. Martial Artists felt that although modern tools were very convenient, they would make people fall into laziness and idleness, so they all maintained an old‑fashioned lifestyle.

The entire Yun Sect had no electricity. Water was boiled and food was cooked with firewood. For lighting they used oil lamps. Since no roads led here, there were no cars or similar vehicles. When going out they generally relied on walking or riding horses.

"Brother Lin, please sit. I’ll go get you some hot water. What would you like to eat?" Yun Xiaoqi asked politely.

Lin Fan said, "Anything is fine, I’m not picky. As long as it fills my stomach."

Yun Xiaoqi laughed. "Alright, Brother Lin, rest for a bit first. I’ll be back soon."

Yun Xiaoqi took his leave and went out.

Lin Fan walked over to the bed and sat down. The comfortable bed made him feel like lying down immediately. He hadn’t closed his eyes for a whole day and night. Originally he’d planned to stay one night in Feng County and come over during the day, but things hadn’t gone as planned. Later Yun Qingyao had escaped and he’d had no choice but to chase through the night, running around till dawn.

Anyway, he was sure Yun Qingyao wouldn’t be coming to find him so soon, so Lin Fan simply lay down and decided to take a short nap.

On the other side, Yun Qingyao followed the young man named Little Sword into the village.

"Little Sword, I’ve changed my mind. I won’t go to Master first. Take me to Grandma," Yun Qingyao said.

The "Grandma" she spoke of was a highly respected elder in the Yun Sect. This elder not only had astonishing Cultivation, she was also a holy master of Medical Skill. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Seeing that Yun Qingyao was injured, Little Sword thought she just wanted Grandma to treat the wounds on her hands and feet, so he didn’t ask much. He nodded and led Yun Qingyao onto a small path.

But Yun Qingyao was going to Grandma not to treat the injuries on her hands and feet. She wanted Grandma to help her undo the seal on her Dantian.

That bastard Lin Fan, although he’d let her go, hadn’t removed the seal on her Dantian. Lin Fan was definitely using this as a bargaining chip, thinking he had Yun Qingyao firmly in his grasp.

What Lin Fan hadn’t expected was that there was a holy master of medical arts within the Yun Sect. As long as she had Grandma undo the seal on her Dantian, she would no longer be under Lin Fan’s control. By then, Lin Fan would lose one bargaining chip in negotiations, and the initiative would fall into Yun Qingyao’s hands.