The next few days were exactly as Ye Lan expected.
All was calm.
The Zhenlinglong Group acted as if nothing had happened, without any expression.
The Ling Alliance issued a few announcements, but they soon withdrew them under pressure from the Cai family in the capital.
Not only that, they also issued a special statement.
It is claimed that Cai Jing has done evil, and the Cai family has already severed ties with him.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Cai family was frightened by the tragic situation of the Jiang family.
How terrifying would it be for a family of practitioners with several top masters to be wiped out overnight?
The entire cultivation world was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
However, in that invisible place, the current is still surging.
Ye Lan put all this behind him.
He is now healing and practicing at the same time.
The backlash of the pure Yang body has had a serious impact on him.
Right now, the Pure Blood Essence cannot be found in a short time, so we can only hope to be promoted to Grandmaster soon.
In a few days, Jiuyang Xuanjin has been fully developed.
Ye Lan immediately began to attack the master realm.
But no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't break through to the master level, and he even almost got seriously injured.
The senior sisters were also extremely anxious. After some discussion, they finally found out that it was a problem with his state of mind.
The techniques of Yan Yi lineage are peaceful and powerful.
Originally, Ye Lan practiced step by step, so naturally there was no bottleneck.
However, during this period, he was not only injured one after another, but also killed everyone in Beichen.
If there is something wrong with your state of mind, you may go crazy even if you force a breakthrough.
There was no other way, Ye Lan could only give up the idea of a quick breakthrough, calm down and slowly sharpen his mind.
At this moment, Huang Zhinan sent a message.
"Teacher, that case is here, when will you come over?"
Chen Youyou made a promise at first, but Ye Lan could only hold his nose and admit it.
There was no way, who let her use her mobile phone?
After asking for the time, Ye Lan immediately booked the tickets.
The next afternoon.
Ye Lan, carrying a luggage bag, was already standing at the entrance of Jishi Hospital.
Huang Xiaoxiao was wearing a slender white coat and had cold eyes.
"What did you say to Xiaonan?"
As soon as they met, she asked in a face-to-face manner.
Ye Lan smiled guiltily, "It's nothing!"
Although those words were not said by him, who would believe them?
In today's situation, one can only hold one's nose and admit it.
Huang Xiaoxiao warned with a serious expression: "Xiao Nan is not familiar with the world, and you are an adult. You'd better consider the consequences."
"Also, don't think that you are powerful because you have made such a big noise in Beichen. Although the Huang family is not a cultivating family, if you mess with us, you won't feel better!"
She kept threatening her, and Ye Lan was wronged, so she naturally didn't feel good about it.
"Are you suffering from endocrine disorders? Why do you keep talking?"
Huang Xiaoxiao's expression changed and she glared at him fiercely, but in the end she restrained herself from having an attack.
Immediately afterwards, he was taken directly into the conference room.
At this time, many people were already sitting in the conference room.
Some people were looking through medical records, some were looking down in thought, and some were leaning on their chairs as if falling asleep.
And everyone has fluctuations in cultivation.
Ye Lan saw Old Yaoshi opposite him at a glance.
Unexpectedly, even a master in the cultivation world like him was invited. Ye Lan immediately understood that today's case might not be simple.
Old Man Yao Shi seemed to have sensed his gaze.
However, he had never seen Ye Lan's true face. He just looked at it briefly and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Huang Xiaoxiao seemed angry, pointed at the empty seat in the conference room, and then turned and left.
Ye Lan pursed her lips and sat down according to her instructions.
Just as he sat down, everyone in the conference room opened their eyes and looked at him.
A bald middle-aged man next to him frowned.
"Kid, where is the door to your home?"
Ye Lan paused for a moment and said thoughtfully: "Doctor Yan."
The bald middle-aged man smiled coldly, "Looking at your age, you must be just a descendant of Doctor Yan, right?"
"If your master comes, you might still be qualified to sit on this chair, but as for you... you are not qualified!"
Ye Lan didn't pay attention to the position order at all, and didn't care at all about it.
Knowing that this was the head chair, he wanted to get out of the way.
But after the bald man finished speaking, he paused and slowly leaned back on the chair.
"I am the successor of Doctor Yan, so I naturally take this chair!"
"What a loud tone!"
The old man Yaoshi opposite opened his eyes, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
"Young boy still wants to sit in the top position, where do you put us?"
"If you die, of course you will be placed in a jar, not a coffin. Cremation is popular nowadays!"
"Presumptuous! Disrespectful!"
"Shut up, you are disrespectful!"
Ye Lan was tit for tat and refused to back down at all.
Old Man Yao Shi was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, but he couldn't explain it at all.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Okay, let's see what you do when the immortal doctor comes!"
After saying that, he closed his eyes hard, as if he was out of sight and out of mind.
When the bald man next to him saw this, he stopped saying anything and smiled instead.
"When you are young and frivolous, you will always get your head bruised and bloody!"
"You don't have to worry!"
Ye Lan responded unceremoniously.
The bald man was not angry, but imitated the old man Yao Shi and fell asleep.
Several people waited for a while.
Finally, there was a burst of anxious footsteps at the door.
"Master Immortal Doctor, the others have arrived early and are waiting for you!"
The old lady of the Huang family turned into a young servant, nodding and bowing to lead the way.
Behind her, a long-haired man in his thirties nodded slightly with an expressionless expression.
When Yao Shi and others heard the movement, they had already stood up and bowed their heads slightly in respect.
Several people walked to the door, but Old Mrs. Huang was suddenly stunned.
She looked at the young man sitting upright, and her expression couldn't help but change.
"Ye Lan, why are you sitting in the chair? Come down quickly!"
Ye Lan frowned slightly, not wanting him to speak, and the long-haired man had already narrowed his eyes.
"Little brother looks very cool!"
Ye Lan smiled nonchalantly and said, "I think you are very unfamiliar. What's your last name, sir!"
"My surname is Zhao, and my peers call me the Immortal Doctor!"
"My surname is Ye, the successor of Yan Yi!"
Doctor Zhao Xian smiled softly, "So, you are that Jiu Mengzi's disciple?"
"For his sake, give up your seat. I won't embarrass you!"
Under everyone's gaze, Ye Lan stood up slowly.
"What? You, the Immortal Doctor, can sit in this seat, but I, the Yan Doctor, can't?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dr. Zhao Xian's face suddenly turned cold.
Before he could speak, the others shouted loudly.
"Arrogant!"
"Even your master has to show courtesy to the immortal doctor. How dare you, a little junior, be so powerless?"
"Kneel down and apologize to the Immortal Doctor immediately, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"
Ye Lan was preparing to retort one by one, but Huang Xiaoxiao, whose face was full of black lines, ran over panting.
"Master Immortal Doctor, he went to the wrong place, I will take him away now!"
With that said, he stepped forward and grabbed Ye Lan and dragged him out of the door.
Ye Lan was about to break free, but she lowered her voice.
"If you don't leave, I will tell you about calling me wife!"
Damn it, I forgot that I also sent a message to her.
