Chapter 647: Xiao Fan's Misunderstanding, An Zhiyue was Annoyed!
At this moment, Liu Ruyan stood to the side, looking languid and charming, yet with a hint of heroic ruthlessness, clearly having just killed the most wanted criminal Yao Qi, carrying the lingering aura of battle. Her enchanting eyes, however, would occasionally meet Shen Anyu's, sometimes with a slight pout, sometimes with annoyance, her gaze seemingly shrouded in mist.
Zhong Lingyin stood obediently beside Shen Anyu, her arms wrapped around his, tucking his arm into her bosom.
Meanwhile, An Zhiyue, who was always dignified and sharp, was chatting animatedly and intimately with Shen Anyu.
[Ding! The Child of Destiny Xiao Fan is utterly shocked, plundering +66666 Destiny Points!]
'Could it be… could An Zhiyue also be Shen Anyu's woman? No… Fucking. Way.'
The thought struck Xiao Fan like a bolt of lightning from a clear sky. He was completely dumbfounded, his brain short-circuiting with a deafening buzz. A violent tempest of disbelief and confusion raged in his heart, threatening to tear his perception of reality to shreds. The world around him seemed to warp and distort, the voices of the surrounding experts fading into a dull, meaningless hum.
He could accept Liu Ruyan being with Shen Anyu. He could even accept a dozen other women falling for him. But An Zhiyue? If An Zhiyue was truly one of Shen Anyu's women, the shock wouldn't just last a day or a month—it would leave a permanent scar on his soul.
Who was An Zhiyue? She was a true Daughter of Heaven, a woman whose legend was whispered with reverence in every corner of Yanxia's elite circles. Even Xiao Fan, a proud and accomplished Child of Destiny in his own right, held her in the highest regard, a mixture of admiration and competitive drive fueling his own ambition.
Her lineage was impeccable. As the second young lady of Yanxia's An Clan, her influence was immense. Her father, the formidable An Youmin, was the very soul of the Special Department, the helmsman guiding the nation's hidden defenses. But An Zhiyue was no mere heiress coasting on her family's name. Her personal power was extraordinary. He vividly remembered the grand competition where her Fire Phoenix Special Forces clashed with his own Black Dragon Special Forces. It was a brutal, grinding battle of wills and tactics, ending in a hard-fought draw. Neither side could gain an inch of advantage. Her leadership was as sharp as a divine sword, and her personal martial prowess was nothing short of breathtaking.
For a time, Xiao Fan had believed he'd finally pulled ahead. He had been the first of their generation to shatter the mortal coil and ascend to the Heavenly Human Realm, a monumental achievement that should have left her in his shadow. But the satisfaction was short-lived. News soon spread like wildfire: An Zhiyue had also broken through, her power soaring to even greater heights, earning her the awe-inspiring title of the Yanxia Female War God.
How could a woman like that—a peerless phoenix of pride, power, and principle—be willing to share a man? And not just any man, but a man who was openly intimate with her own best friend, Liu Ruyan, right before her eyes?
The envy and jealousy that had once simmered in Xiao Fan's heart evaporated completely, replaced by a profound, almost religious awe. He was no longer looking at a rival; he was gazing upon a deity.
'Awesome… He is simply too fucking awesome!'
He actually managed to conquer the great beauty An Zhiyue, and she wasn't even the slightest bit jealous of the other women?
'Is this man even human?'
No. This was a god. A god of romance, a master of the human heart.
The impulse was so strong that Xiao Fan's knees nearly buckled. He had the sudden, overwhelming urge to kneel before Shen Anyu, to prostrate himself in complete submission and beg to be taken as a disciple. This ability was infinitely more impressive, more earth-shatteringly explosive, than any secret cultivation technique or divine martial art he had ever heard of.
'Coach, I want to learn this! I need to learn this!'
An Zhiyue and Liu Ruyan. Winning over either one of them would be a feat worthy of a lifetime of bragging rights. Yet this man had captured them both, and they coexisted in seeming harmony. He wasn't just impressive; he was a walking miracle.
Xiao Fan's gaze shifted, his eyes now filled with an almost fanatical admiration. If he could master even a fraction of this skill, what a life he could lead! He could have his sweet, adorable school belle, Xia Mengmeng, waiting for him at home, while a veritable forest of colorful flags fluttered proudly in the wind outside. And these weren't just any flags; they were banners representing top-tier beauties, Daughters of Heaven like An Zhiyue and Liu Ruyan. The thought alone sent a thrill through him.
"Xiao Fan, what are you looking at?" An Zhiyue's voice, crisp and clear, cut through his reverie. Her delicate brows were furrowed in a slight frown. Xiao Fan's bizarre, worshipful gaze was making her feel both puzzled and vaguely uncomfortable.
"Nothing," Xiao Fan sighed, shaking his head with the air of a man who had just witnessed the truth of the universe. "I just didn't expect that the great beauty An also has a man. When this news gets out, I wonder how many hearts will be broken across the nation."
Back in the Special Department, the line of suitors for An Zhiyue was legendary. He wasn't the only one who had tried and failed. For a woman of her unparalleled looks, talent, background, and character, the fervent pursuit by countless young elites was a constant storm she navigated with icy grace.
But the final result was this? The untouchable Female War God was with this young man. And the most unbelievable part? She was sharing him with her best friend, Liu Ruyan. When this news finally broke, the fallout would be cataclysmic. Legions of young, powerful men would have their worlds shattered, their hearts broken, their ambitions crushed into dust.
"I… have a man?" An Zhiyue's eyes widened in genuine surprise. She had a man? Since when? How could she be the last to know?
"Zhiyue, when did you get a man? Why didn't you tell me?" Liu Ruyan's interest was instantly piqued. Her languid demeanor vanished, replaced by a sharp, predatory gleam as she leaned in, her pretty face a mask of unrestrained gossip. "Do you still consider me your best friend?"
Zhong Lingyin was equally curious, her large, innocent eyes blinking. 'What kind of man could possibly be worthy of my husband's aunt, such an outstanding Daughter of Heaven?'
Shen Anyu paused his conversation, the pieces clicking into place in his mind. He immediately understood the source of the misunderstanding, and a strange expression, a mixture of amusement and exasperation, flickered across his face.
"Great beauty An, you don't have to hide it from me anymore," Xiao Fan declared, his voice filled with newfound certainty. He looked past her, his reverent gaze landing squarely on Shen Anyu. "You're with Shen Anyu too, aren't you?"
He then bowed his head slightly toward Shen Anyu, his admiration plain for all to see. "Brother, I truly envy you. I admire you. To have even won over the great beauty An…"
As Xiao Fan's words fell, a sudden, deathly silence descended upon the scene. Liu Ruyan and Zhong Lingyin were completely dumbfounded, their minds blank. An Zhiyue was utterly stunned, her brain failing to process the absurdity of the accusation.
The surrounding experts from the Special Department, who had been watching from a distance, now stared at Shen Anyu with a collective look of burning envy. The jealousy in their eyes was so thick it was practically a physical force, a murderous intent that made them want to rush forward and tear him limb from limb. Many were already seething over his intimacy with Liu Ruyan. And now, he had managed to conquer their General Instructor An Zhiyue as well?
"Pfft!" The silence was shattered by a sudden, explosive burst of laughter. Liu Ruyan covered her bright red lips, but it was no use. The laugh escaped, unrestrained and melodic, as she doubled over, clutching her stomach. She laughed so hard tears welled in her eyes, her breathtaking figure trembling with mirth.
Zhong Lingyin also found the situation both hilarious and frustrating, struggling to suppress her own laughter, her shoulders shaking as she buried her face in Shen Anyu's arm.
An Zhiyue's pretty face, however, turned frosty in an instant. Her phoenix eyes, sharp as twin daggers, locked onto Xiao Fan, radiating a bone-chilling killing intent.
"You shut up!"
Xiao Fan shrugged, spreading his hands in a gesture of helplessness.
"Great beauty An, if it's true love, then just say it. There's no need to hide and conceal it. I understand."
"Giggle, giggle, giggle!" Liu Ruyan, at this moment, no longer resembled a charming and languid fox. She sounded more like a little hen, giggling so hard she started to hiccup. She mimicked Xiao Fan's tone, her voice dripping with playful malice.
"Zhiyue, Zhiyue, if it's true love, then just say it. There's no need to hide and conceal it."
An Zhiyue shot a venomous glare at her supposed best friend before turning her full, icy attention back to Xiao Fan. Her face was a mask of cold fury as she enunciated each word with chilling clarity:
"Shen. Anyu. Is. My. Nephew. I am his aunt. I don't have a man!"
Her voice grew colder, deadlier. "If I hear you say that again, or if that rumor spreads outside… I'll beat you to death. I guarantee I will beat you to death!"
To punctuate her threat, her crystal-clear, fair jade hand clenched into a tight fist. With a sudden, violent motion, she punched the air beside her. The air itself compressed and then detonated with a deafening CRACK! A powerful sonic boom ripped through the area, a shockwave that felt like a supersonic fighter jet streaking past at head-level.
Xiao Fan's face turned a sickly shade of green.
He actually got it wrong?
However, a moment later, he realized that getting it wrong had its advantages. A new thought bloomed in the wreckage of his previous assumption.
'In that case… the great beauty An is still single?'
A spark of hope ignited within him.
'Then… does that mean I still have a chance to become Shen Anyu's uncle-in-law?'
Xiao Fan had been a romantic wanderer for many years, leaving a trail of broken hearts across the Mortal World. It was only after turning thirty and meeting the soft, cute school belle Xia Mengmeng—a girl a full decade his junior—that he had gradually settled down, even preparing for marriage.
But seeing Shen Anyu, with Liu Ruyan on his left and Zhong Lingyin on his right, had stirred dormant thoughts within him.
If Shen Anyu could do it, why couldn't he?
The image of a firm red flag standing proudly at home while a field of colorful flags fluttered outside… what man wouldn't envy such a life?
Just as his mind began to race with new possibilities, Shen Anyu stepped forward and spoke to him, his expression one of profound seriousness.
"I know a little about medicine. Your condition is not good."
A chill went down Xiao Fan's spine, and his heart sank. He quickly pressed for more information, his voice tight with anxiety:
"Brother Shen, what do you mean?"
An Zhiyue, Liu Ruyan, Zhong Lingyin, and all the surrounding experts from the Special Department also grew curious, their attention shifting to the two men.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Shen Anyu chuckled inwardly, but his face was as grave as a tombstone as he said:
"Yao Qi's Curse of Black Light, mixed with an extremely sinister and terrifying power, has infiltrated your body, seeping into your internal organs. You are critically ill."
"If you weren't a Heavenly Human Realm expert, you would have died long ago."
"But the situation is extremely dire now. You cannot use your cultivation, otherwise the situation will worsen."
"The worst part is..."
At this point, Shen Anyu deliberately sighed, putting on a sympathetic expression that could convince a statue.
"What's the worst part?"
Xiao Fan's scalp tingled with dread. He was already facing the loss of his cultivation. What could possibly be worse than that? With his strength, he had vaguely sensed something was deeply wrong, but he had been deceiving himself, unwilling to believe or accept the horrifying truth lurking in the depths of his body.
Shen Anyu let out a long, sorrowful sigh, looking at Xiao Fan with a gaze full of sympathy and pity. He reached out and patted the man's shoulder comfortingly.
"The sinister power has seeped into your five internal organs, six viscera, and all your limbs and bones. Your yang energy is depleted. In other words, your kidneys have failed."
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