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Chapter 107: The Holy Son's Personal Massage!

Li Ran left, leaving behind a pile of corpses.  

Qin Ruyan stood among the bodies, not daring to move.  

After a full quarter of an hour, when she was sure Li Ran wasn’t coming back, she finally put away her seal and let out a sigh of relief.  

As the Saintess of the Hehuan Sect, she ranked third on the Demon Kings List, just below Li Ran and that psycho from the Slaughter Prison.  

Born with seductive bones, she was one of the hottest figures in the younger generation of the demonic sects.  

But in front of Li Ran, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness.  

He was at the Nascent Soul stage...  

And not just any Nascent Soul, but an incredibly talented one!  

Facing those cold, indifferent eyes filled her with bone-chilling fear.  

At that moment, she finally understood how Lin Langyue felt.  

If that girl hadn’t told the truth, Qin Ruyan was certain Li Ran would have killed her!  

"Although I was curious about him, I didn’t expect to meet him this way," Qin Ruyan muttered bitterly.  

The few Hehuan Sect disciples who died—well, they brought it upon themselves.  

They provoked Li Ran despite the warnings. Even if the Sect Master found out, he’d probably just say they deserved it.  

“The problem now is, how am I going to deliver the gift to Leng Wuyan?”  

Qin Ruyan rubbed her temples in frustration.  

She really didn’t want to face that monster Li Ran again…  

But there was another thing she couldn’t understand.  

“Why is Li Ran’s servant an extraordinary dual cultivation beauty?”  

Her mind was full of question marks.  

…

Hidden Gauze Sect.  

Li Ran was lounging in his study, tinkering with something. Sparks occasionally flew from his hands, and a pile of discarded talisman papers lay scattered around him.  

The surprise he was preparing for Leng Wuyan was actually easy to achieve.  

But to get the effect he wanted, he needed to keep testing and refining it, hoping to finish before the Frostfall Festival.  

Knock, knock, knock

The door was knocked, and Ah Qin walked in, arms full of gifts.  

“Holy Son, another female disciple has brought you New Year's gifts.”  

Li Ran didn’t even look up. “Take whatever you like, and throw the rest in the pile.”  

“Oh, got it…”  

She placed the gifts in the corner.  

The room was already filled with a mountain of gifts.  

Beautifully wrapped boxes, delicate flowers, handmade treats… they almost covered an entire wall.  

All of them were from disciples of the sect.  

Ever since Lu Xinran bragged that Li Ran not only patted her head but also said he liked the gift she gave, the other female disciples had been in a frenzy.  

For a while, rumors spread wildly that “If you give a gift, you’ll get a personal head massage from the Holy Son.”  

Li Ran was already extremely popular in the sect, and now everyone was going all out to send him gifts.  

His door was constantly blocked by people, making it impossible to enter or leave.  

Among them were not only female disciples, but also “mom fans” over a hundred years old, and even “husband fans” with stubble on their faces…  

It frightened Li Ran so much that he shut his door and refused to see anyone.  

All the gifts were collected by Ah Qin, who was utterly exhausted from the process.  

“Holy Son, the sect forbids romantic relationships. Aren’t these people afraid of being punished by the Sect Master?” Ah Qin couldn’t help but complain.  

Li Ran just shook his head with a smile.  

The Sect Master herself already broke the rules she set, so how could she punish anyone else?  

Besides, while Hidden Gauze Sect had strict rules, they needed solid evidence to enforce them.

Just giving gifts and patting someone's head could easily be explained as friendly gestures between fellow sect members; it's far from crossing the line into breaking any sect rules.  

At that moment, another knock sounded on the door.  

Ah Qin opened the door slightly, being cautious. “What’s the matter?”  

Outside, a stewardess said, “The Sect Master has ordered the Holy Son to go to the Sacred Hall.”  

“Oh, alright.”  

Seeing it wasn’t someone delivering gifts, Ah Qin let out a sigh of relief.  

“And also…”  

The female steward blushed slightly as she took out a small box tied with a bow. “This is my New Year’s gift for the Holy Son.”  

Ah Qin: “…”  

She accepted the gift through the crack in the door. “I’ll collect the gift on his behalf and make sure the Holy Son receives it.”  

The stewardess was reluctant. “What about… the head massage?”  

Ah Qin hesitated for a moment before carefully extending her hand. “If you don’t mind, I could do it for you instead?”  

The stewardess sighed and walked away, disappointed.  

…  

On Rakshasa Peak, in the Hidden Gauze Sect Sacred Hall.  

Leng Wuyan sat on her throne, observing the woman standing in the middle of the hall.  

Qin Ruyan bowed respectfully, “Disciple Qin Ruyan from the Hehuan Sect greets Sect Master Leng.”  

Leng Wuyan nodded, then asked curiously, “Did you come alone?”  

After all, she was the Saintess of a top sect, so her arrival seemed rather low-key.  

Qin Ruyan felt bitter inside.  

That’s because all the other disciples had been killed by your disciple…  

If it weren’t for Liu Xunhuan insisting she deliver the gift, she wouldn’t have dared step into the Mystic Spirit Mountain’s territory.  

Even then, she lingered in Cold Wind City for several days before finally coming.  

But of course, she couldn’t let Leng Wuyan know that.  

“I’m used to traveling alone. Please don’t take offense, Sect Master Leng,” Qin Ruyan replied.  

Leng Wuyan nodded, not suspecting anything.  

Qin Ruyan then presented a storage ring. “The Sect Master has ordered me to deliver six immortal treasures and six immortal materials as gifts, wishing you eternal life and an everlasting path to immortality.”  

Leng Wuyan nodded. “Much appreciated.”  

Although she didn’t like people from the Hehuan Sect and even found them somewhat distasteful, it wasn’t wise to reject their goodwill. Sect matters came first.  

An attendant stepped forward and took the storage ring.  

“Has Ran’er arrived?” Leng Wuyan asked.  

Someone nearby responded in a low voice, “The Holy Son is on his way.”  

Hearing this, Qin Ruyan shuddered.  

Li Ran is coming?  

She quickly bowed, “Sect Master Leng is busy with many affairs, so I won’t disturb you any longer. I’ll take my leave.”  

“Leaving so soon?”  

Leng Wuyan seemed surprised. “You’re in such a hurry. Since you’ve come all the way to Mystic Spirit Mountain, why not stay for a few days?”  

Qin Ruyan shook her head repeatedly, “Thank you for your kind offer, but I’ve completed my task, and I must return quickly to report to my Sect Master.”  

“Very well.”  

Leng Wuyan didn’t suspect anything and nodded in agreement.  

Just as Qin Ruyan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a familiar voice came from behind her. “Disciple greets Master.”  

Her scalp went numb, and she froze on the spot.  

Leng Wuyan said, “Ran’er, you’ve arrived just in time. This is Qin Ruyan, the Saintess of the Hehuan Sect, here to deliver gifts.”  

Li Ran glanced at her and said indifferently, “Saintess Qin, thank you for your thoughtfulness.”  

Qin Ruyan’s eyes darted nervously. “Greetings, Holy Son Li.”  

Leng Wuyan continued, “She’s in a hurry to return to her sect. Since you’re here, why don’t you personally escort her down the mountain?”  

As a Saintess of a top sect, she deserved the appropriate courtesy.  

Qin Ruyan quickly waved her hands. “There’s no need to trouble the Holy Son. I remember the way back…”  

“Saintess Qin, you’re too polite.”  

Li Ran smiled and extended his hand. “Please.”  

Qin Ruyan swallowed nervously, her heart sinking.  

What terrible luck...