The old man's true identity was the former sect leader of the Tianxuan Sect, a highly respected cultivator and a rare good person.
When he traveled here, he discovered that this pale and thin little girl was a rare case of a woman with a "heavenly yin constitution," and he was inspired to admire her talent.
They didn't want her talent to be wasted in this small mountain village, nor did they want her to be captured by unscrupulous cultivators one day and used as a furnace or for alchemy.
Furthermore, this little girl is about the same age as my granddaughter, so taking her home would make her a playmate for my granddaughter.
Out of compassion, the old sect leader took her back to the Tianxuan Sect and gave her the name Ye Ran.
She originally didn't have a name; her parents just called her Daya.
In the original book, she was taken in as the last disciple by the old sect leader and began her cultivation under his protection.
The old sect leader was also a master of alchemy, and he personally refined pills for her, disguising her Yin constitution as that of an ordinary person.
Ye Ran's progress was rapid and unmatched, including his senior brother Ling Haoran, who was originally hailed as a genius of the Tianxuan Sect.
What others take a hundred years to reach, she only needs ten.
Later, when she went down the mountain to travel, her Yin Body was exposed, attracting the covetousness of countless cultivators.
But she was already considered a master at that time, and she was also a chosen one with incredible luck.
Therefore, they always manage to turn danger into safety, survive desperate situations, and encounter various great opportunities and great inheritances.
The numerous hardships and trials will only temper her mind, enhance her cultivation, and make her stronger.
Centuries later, amidst a sky-filling purple lightning, she ascended to godhood, becoming the first cultivator to ascend on the Cangyue Continent.
But this is the original plot.
If things had really progressed this way, Ye Ran wouldn't have ended up in the void space.
In fact, the good storyline changed when Ye Ran was nine years old, and it all fell apart after that.
Her village was at the foot of a mountain when, for some unknown reason, a landslide occurred, burying the entire village.
Ye Ran was the only survivor in the entire village, because a handsome young man dug her out when she was on the verge of death.
"Kid, my name is Ling Haoran. Remember me, I'm your savior. You must repay me well in the future."
"I'll give you a name... Ye Ran. From now on, you'll be with me. You can call me Brother Ling."
"Okay, Brother Ling."
Having nowhere to go and all by himself, Ye Ran followed Ling Haoran, who took her to the Tianxuan Sect and hid her there.
The Heavenly Profound Sect is the largest cultivation sect on the Cangyue Continent, with seventy-two peaks alone.
Ling Haoran was the most beloved disciple of the former sect leader of Tianxuan Sect. He was known as a genius, held a high position, and even had his own independent mountain peak called Biyun Peak.
Ye Ran stayed at Biyun Peak for twelve years and never met anyone except Ling Haoran.
He told Ye Ran, "The old sect leader of Tianxuan Sect is a hypocrite. She doesn't like outsiders staying in the sect. If she is discovered, you will die, and I will be expelled from the sect."
He constantly reminded Ye Ran that he was her savior and how much risk he had taken to keep her by his side and protect her.
Ye Ran believed it to be true, and in order not to implicate her, she hid herself even more tightly.
Aside from that, he was indeed very good to Ye Ran.
He gave Ye Ran all sorts of top-tier cultivation techniques to practice, and made her eat top-grade pills like food. He was also very gentle and caring towards her in her daily life.
Every time Ye Ran made progress in her cultivation, he would hold her in his arms and praise her, placing his hand on her dantian, his eyes shining with an eerie light.
As time went on, Ye Ran noticed that he was acting strangely.
Even the most talented person needs to cultivate, but she had never seen Ling Haoran cultivate, nor had she ever seen him fly on a sword.
He spends his days eating, drinking, and having fun, supervises her practice, and often talks to himself.
They were speaking in words she couldn't understand, things like "system," "strategy," and "luck."
When Ye Ran asked him questions about cultivation, he always said he needed to think about it.
Then one person returned to the room and told her the answer several hours later.
With the halo of being his savior and years of gentle advances, Ye Ran unknowingly fell in love with him.
But Ye Ran only harbored a secret crush and didn't intend to confess.
Ling Haoran was like a brother and a father to her, and she only wanted to cultivate diligently so that she could repay his kindness in the future.
But for some reason, something went wrong during her practice. Ye Ran lay on the bed feeling hot all over, and she cried out for Brother Ling in discomfort.
She had barely called out a few times when Ling Haoran came to the bedside and reached out to take off her clothes.
"Ranran, relax, you'll feel better soon."
Ye Ran didn't feel comfortable, only pain, and a strange feeling, as if something was being drained from her body.
Afterwards, Ling Haoran solemnly told her that she had a special constitution and the only way to solve the problem was through dual cultivation.
Seeing that Ye Ran didn't speak, he hugged her again and kissed her cheek:
"Okay, Brother Ling, I have my own ulterior motives too. I like you, don't you like me?"
Ye Ran nodded, her face flushed.
Ling Haoran laughed heartily and hugged her tightly, saying, "Ranran, remember, you are mine, and everything you have belongs to me."
After that, the two lived together like a couple, and the person she liked also liked her. Ye Ran felt that she was the happiest person in the world.
The only problem was that Ling Haoran always coaxed her into dual cultivation, saying he liked her too much and wanted to do comfortable things with her.
Ye Ran didn't actually feel very comfortable; on the contrary, she felt somewhat uncomfortable each time. However, she couldn't bear to refuse his advances, so she endured it herself, wanting to make him happy.
However, gradually, she felt that something was wrong with her body.
No matter how hard she tried to cultivate, her cultivation level regressed instead of progressing.
The dantian is like a funnel; the spiritual energy that is refined each time disappears after a few days.
She was terrified and, as usual, went to ask Ling Haoran.
Ling Haoran told her with a gentle expression:
"Ranran, I wanted to keep this from you, but you had a mishap while practicing last time, which is why you have some aftereffects. But it's okay, as long as you practice diligently, you will gradually recover."
Ye Ran trusted him completely, so she worked even harder to cultivate, but her cultivation level regressed more and more severely.
At the same time, Ling Haoran's cultivation level increased by leaps and bounds, advancing through several major realms.
Ye Ran began to feel that something was wrong, but she still refused to doubt her benefactor and lover.
“Brother Ling saved my life, protected me for more than ten years, and even taught me cultivation. He is so good to me, he would never harm me.”
One day, Ye Ran, hiding in a secluded spot, overheard several disciples chatting.
"Have you heard? The old sect leader has betrothed Miss Ye Zhen to Senior Brother Haoran. Now Senior Brother Haoran is a sure thing to become the next sect leader."
"I heard that he has been extremely lazy over the years, and his cultivation has not improved at all. The old sect master has scolded him countless times and was ready to give up on him."
As a result, in the past year or so, his cultivation level suddenly skyrocketed, breaking through several levels in one go. The key point is that I've never seen him cultivate. Damn genius, heaven is so unfair.
"That's right. Even at the sword-testing tournament a few days ago, so many people tried their best but couldn't get close to the Moon Cry Sword. He just picked it up and drew it in one go."
"Is this the legendary chosen one? I'm so envious."
"Damn genius, can't there be one more like me?"
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