Nalan Yanran's Competitive Spirit
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Chapter 60: Nalan Yanran's Competitive Spirit
The Yun Lan Sect, the undisputed number one sect of the Jia Ma Empire.
This sect is situated atop a towering mountain, with the peak shrouded in clouds and mist, hence the name Yun Lan Sect.
Atop the mountain where the Yun Lan Sect resides, the sect elder Ge Ye's face was filled with anxiety as he looked helplessly at Nalan Yanran, who stood before him. Her body was trembling uncontrollably, yet she gritted her teeth and persisted in her physical training.
"My goodness! What on earth has gotten into you?"
Ge Ye looked at the sweat-drenched Nalan Yanran and could not help but wail inwardly.
A few days ago, she left only a note and ran off to the Xiao Clan all by herself without giving any prior notice, which scared Ge Ye so much that he didn't sleep well for several days!
This was the Yun Lan Sect's young sect master! A genius girl accepted as the personal disciple of the sect master! If anything were to happen to her while she was out, Ge Ye's life wouldn't be enough to make up for it, even if he had ten of them!
Fortunately, nothing that Ge Ye feared actually occurred. A few days later, Nalan Yanran returned safely to the Yun Lan Sect, and Ge Ye finally had a good night's sleep.
However!
Ge Ye had barely relaxed for one day before something even more frightening happened the next day!
The young sect master, for some unknown reason, drastically reduced her time spent training her Dou Qi and instead devoted herself entirely to physical training.
Of course, if that was all, it wouldn't be so bad. After all, even though the results of physical training are not as effective as Dou Qi training, it is still a good way to lay a solid foundation.
But only if it wasn't done in such a life-threatening way!
By the third day, Nalan Yanran had already asked the sect's alchemy hall for a pile of low-tier recovery pills and trained her body relentlessly while continuously taking pills! This continued up until today, with her maintaining an average of eight hours of high-intensity physical training each day! The total time left for eating, sleeping, and resting combined barely added up to four hours!
"Y-Young Sect Master, you've been training your body for nearly ten hours straight. It's time to take a break, isn't it?"
Ge Ye nervously tried to dissuade her, his old face wrinkling even more from anxiety. His cloudy eyes were filled with concern and fear.
Training is fine; he had no objections. On the contrary, as a Yun Lan Sect elder, he couldn't be happier to see the young sect master so dedicated to her cultivation.
But training is one thing—this is risking your life!
Are those training regimens really something a Dou Practitioner can handle? Even he, a Dou Spirit, found them intimidating!
Although she was taking recovery pills continuously, this was not sustainable! If something happened to her, what would he do?
If anything happened to this young lady, let alone the yet-to-return sect master, even the other elders would tear him apart into at least eight pieces! He wouldn't even have an intact corpse!
Ge Ye was miserable! He had volunteered to become Nalan Yanran's protector back then, attracted by her status as the young sect master. Now, he wished he could slap his past self into oblivion!
Why couldn't you just stay as a normal elder? Why did you have to bring this trouble upon yourself?
While Ge Ye was inwardly cursing his past self, Nalan Yanran flipped herself off the ground with a leap. Feeling the soreness in her muscles, the corners of her mouth involuntarily curled upward.
"Hiss… This training really isn't something ordinary people can endure."
During her stay at the Xiao Clan, although the Xiao Clan disciples didn't train during those few days, Nalan Yanran managed to pick up snippets about their usual training intensity from Xiao Mei and others.
At the time, merely listening to their descriptions of training, Nalan Yanran didn't think it was anything particularly unbearable. Her pride was thus piqued, igniting her competitive spirit.
If you can do it, there's no way I, Nalan Yanran, can't!
Upon her return, Nalan Yanran devised a high-intensity physical training plan for herself and implemented it without hesitation the very next day.
However, the results of executing the plan left Nalan Yanran utterly terrified.
This isn't training—this is suicide!
At one point, Nalan Yanran even suspected that Xiao Mei and the others had deliberately exaggerated the harshness of their training to scare her off.
But when she recalled the annual age ceremony and the battle between Xiao Yan and Xiao Ning—clearly displaying combat abilities that exceeded the level of a one-star Dou Practitioner—Nalan Yanran made up her mind.
That's right!
If it weren't for such intense training, how could they have such strength far beyond their level?!
If you want something, you must strive for it yourself. This had always been Nalan Yanran's creed!
If risking your life is what it takes, then if you can do it, I, Nalan Yanran, can do it too!
Fueled by her competitive spirit, Nalan Yanran no longer hesitated. The next day, she took a large pile of recovery pills from the alchemy hall.
[Yes, I don't have as much time for training as you do. I admit that I can't catch up to your training pace directly.
But don't forget, I am the young sect master of the Yun Lan Sect! As for these low-tier recovery pills, I can take as many as I want!
I refuse to believe I can't catch up to you!]
This routine continued for nearly a week.
Even though she managed to barely keep up with the Xiao Clan disciples' training intensity by relying on pills, Nalan Yanran still frowned deeply, her eyes revealing a profound dissatisfaction.
It's not enough. It's still not enough.
Recalling the battle between Xiao Yan and Xiao Ning, Nalan Yanran clenched her fists tightly.
Not. Enough!
Compared to them, it was still worlds apart!
Nalan Yanran glanced at the now-empty pill bottle in her hand and clicked her tongue in annoyance.
"Tch, out of pills already?" She tossed the empty bottle aside casually and then looked toward Ge Ye. "Elder Ge Ye, you can head back and rest for today. There's no need for you to stay here with me."
"Young Sect Master...."
Hearing her words, Ge Ye was nearly moved to tears.
My young sect master, you're finally willing to take a break!
Over the past few days, whenever the pill bottles ran out, Nalan Yanran would send Ge Ye to the alchemy hall to fetch more pills and also to prepare her meals. Now, hearing her mention rest, Ge Ye naturally assumed that today's training session was finally over.
"Please rest well, Young Sect Master. I won't disturb you further."
Ge Ye spoke with relief, turned around, and prepared to leave.
"Rest? Who said I'm going to rest?"
The words from behind made Ge Ye freeze in place, his foot still hanging in mid-air. Slowly, he turned his head back, staring blankly at Nalan Yanran.
"But... didn't you just say the pills are gone...?"
"Oh, that?" Nalan Yanran nonchalantly tossed the empty pill bottle in her hand. "Those pills were just to help me adapt to the training. I never planned to rely on them permanently. My body has barely gotten used to the training plan over the past few days, so I'll start cutting down on the pill usage from now on. Today, I'm adding another hour of training. You can leave now. It's not good for you to stay up with me like this."
Ge Ye's eyelids twitched violently at her words.
My heavens! Forget about the life-threatening training; now you're saying you won't even rely on the pills anymore?!
And now it's already been ten hours of training today. It's about to enter the eleventh hour, and you want to add another hour on top of that?!
Are you trying to ascend to the heavens?!
And you're worried about me staying up with you?! Sure, I'm an old man, but even if you're young, you can't endure this kind of strain either!
"Enough! Stop nagging!" Nalan Yanran snapped irritably. "Elder Ge, I know you're worried about me, and I'm grateful for it. But! I'll decide my own affairs! From tomorrow onward, just leave the meals at my door. You don't need to stay and watch over me!"
With that, she pushed Ge Ye out of the room and locked the door firmly behind him, leaving Ge Ye standing dumbfounded outside.
At that moment, the door opened slightly, and Nalan Yanran's eyes appeared in the crack, giving Ge Ye a glimmer of hope that she might have reconsidered. His eyes lit up with anticipation.
But before Ge Ye could say a word, Nalan Yanran's cold voice rang out.
"Double the portion of the meals starting tomorrow. I've already started feeling that the current amount isn't enough. Make sure they're heavy on flavor, and add more meat!"
After saying this, she slammed the door shut again with a loud bang.
Standing outside, Ge Ye had only one thought running through his mind.
I'm doomed. I'd better start writing my will early.
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