Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 633 I am a genius

Xue Lan knew that her inner demon was angry.

Otherwise, this person would never have personally laid a hand on someone.

"Never mind, it's just the power of the plot after all." Xue Lan stepped forward and hugged one of the inner demon's arms.

"If it gets damaged and causes any more trouble, neither of us will have time to deal with it."

The inner demon slowly withdrew its demonic energy, only to find that the ominous aura from before had disappeared.

The woman looked at Xue Lan and said sarcastically:

"Lord Wolf, don't you think you're being too kind?"

Xue Lan seemed oblivious to the sarcasm in those words, and proudly straightened her clothes:

"I also think that I am kind, beautiful and charming."

The inner demon snorted through its nose:

"You have a really thick skin."

Xue Lan pretended not to hear the inner demon's wolf-like attack and calmly explained:

"I have my own reasons for not using the power of the plot."

"Let's not even talk about whether you can completely eliminate the power of the plot. Even if you can, what if a second plot power comes along?"

"Although the current situation is tricky, at least Xiaotong has given us some background information, so we're not completely clueless."

The inner demon sighed.

The wealthier a person is, the more afraid they are of spending money.

The more arrangements a person makes, the more afraid they are of unforeseen changes.

Xue Lan was the latter.

The larger the Yuanming Realm Salvation and World Forging project expanded, the more anxious Xue Lan became, taking each step with a ten-step plan in mind.

Thinking of this, the woman spoke softly to Xue Lan:

"I'll keep an eye on things here, you can go back."

"In your current state, even the slightest loss of power is irreversible."

Xue Lan smiled, her eyes crinkling.

The woman's already illusory figure began to become even more transparent.

"I didn't expect you to care about me so much now, it feels strange."

The inner demon neither mocked nor spoke; it simply watched Xue Lan disappear in silence, its expression utterly calm.

The instant Xue Lan's senses were completely disconnected from this side, the inner demon murmured:

"Didn't I choose you?"

The illusory image and consciousness projected into the dream returned to her body, and Xue Lan rubbed her temples.

"How did things go?" Xue Tong walked over with a worried look on her face.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Xue Lan waved her hand dismissively.

"The plot created a past life illusion for Zhu He, but an illusion is still just an illusion. It's not something with a mind of its own."

Xue Tong nodded knowingly;

"You mean, the plot is like an emotionless machine."

Xue Lan nodded:

“That’s right, I’ve had this feeling for a long time.”

The so-called power of the plot is a machine even more rigid than the Heavenly Dao, completely devoid of its own thoughts and emotions.

That is precisely why one can blindly follow the author's absurd plot without any independent thought.

Xue Lan couldn't help but smile.

"But that's fine too. If He had a brain and emotions, I would have a headache again."

Xue Lan lay on the recliner, gently rocking back and forth:

"I think I've been a little greedy."

Xue Tong curiously chimed in:

"how you said that?"

Lord Wolf smiled mysteriously and beckoned to Xue Tong:

"come here."

"What kind of nonsense is this?"

As Xiao Tong complained, she leaned forward and heard Xue Lan's amused voice:

"I wish all my enemies were idiots. Am I being greedy?"

Xue Tong got up and gave her a flick on the forehead:

"That's not greed, that's wishful thinking!"

"Why do you keep hitting my head like that?" Xue Lan cried out in pain, clutching her head, accusing Xue Tong.

"I suspect the reason I'm not tall is because you guys always hit my head. When we get back to Beiyuchuan, I'm going to tell Jinguang!"

Xue Tong withdrew her hand, and the girl rested her chin on her hand, pondering for a moment before speaking:

"Let's not talk about height..."

"Do you really think that after we return to the Northern River, Jinguang will listen to you and deal with me?"

Lord Wolf is always confident, and in this matter, his confidence is terrifying:

"Of course, she is my sword spirit."

The sword spirit that shares the same lineage as her and has been her companion for over two thousand years.

Xue Tong looked at Xue Lan's smug expression and said coolly:

"It seems Lord Wolf King hasn't figured out the situation yet."

Xue Lan looked at Xue Tong with her large, clear, grey-white eyes:

"What's happening?"

Then she saw Xiaotong give a wicked smile.

The girl stretched out a hand in front of Xue Lan and began to calculate:

"Before I get dealt with by Lord Ember, I'll tell her a few stories."

Xue Lan gasped:

"What...what are you going to say?"

Xue Tong raised her hand and grabbed Xue Lan's large, soft, white ear, squeezing and kneading it roughly before speaking menacingly:

“I’ll tell her about all the crazy things that the God of Niujiaojian from the Yuanming Realm has done in the mortal world over the years.”

"Who do you think Ember will deal with first after hearing about your glorious achievements?"

Xue Lan raised her hand to save her ear, then curled up in the recliner, trembling.

"Xiaotong, I was wrong."

Xue Tong exchanged a glance with the little soul guide on her shoulder, then the girl patted Xue Lan's head again:

"Speak louder, I can't hear you."

Lord Wolf King, being both flexible and resilient, immediately spoke loudly:

"Miss Xiaotong, I was wrong."

Xue Tong nodded in satisfaction, then expertly pulled an oil paper package from Xue Lan's sleeve. With the Soul Guide on her head and A Wu by the hand, she walked to the side, also attracting the attention of Lu Feng, whose eyes were shining.

The young man followed closely behind Xue Tong, chattering incessantly and obsequiously:

"Little Tong, you are so amazing, I admire you."

Xue Tong glanced at Lu Feng sideways:

"Admire me? What kind of admiration?"

Lu Feng's smile froze, then he quickly spoke:

"I admire the strong, but Miss Xiaotong, I don't want to die..."

Once Xue Tong and the others had gone far away, Xue Lan, who was in the recliner, slowly stretched out her body and raised her hand to tidy up the messy hair on her ears.

In less than three hours, she felt like she was about to be rubbed bald.

Lord Wolf was stroking his ears when he inadvertently turned his head and saw Qiu Yinzhen's fingers, which he couldn't help but point at.

Lord Wolf couldn't help but roll his eyes:

"You want to touch it too?"

Having completed her journey through the desolate East Sea, Qiu Yinzhen was no longer as afraid of Xue Lan as before. Upon hearing this, her beautiful eyes lit up, and she spoke expectantly:

"May I?"

Xue Lan originally wanted to say that she was just being polite, but seeing Qiu Yinzhen's expectant look, she swallowed the words of refusal that were on the tip of her tongue.

Lord Wolf tilted his head:

"Come on, come on, it's only natural for demons to like furry things."

Qiu Yinzhen immediately reached out and gently rubbed Xue Lan's big ears.

Lord Wolf narrowed his eyes and asked Qiu Yinzhen in a soft voice:

"Isn't it nice to touch?"

Lord Qiu nodded in agreement.

"My mother liked to touch me like this when I was little," Xue Lan said softly.

"She is a very gentle person."

A deep sense of nostalgia appeared in Xue Lan's eyes.

Xue Lan's mother was named Lang Sui. She came from the Purple Moon Dark Wolf clan of the Northern Region and was a very gentle woman.

In Xue Lan's memory, her mother always looked at her and Xue Cheng with a smile and never got angry.

But she wasn't the kind of woman who was always as gentle as a paper lantern.

Occasionally, when she felt like it, she would indulge her wicked sense of humor by tying Xue Cheng's hair into a head full of white braids and carefully binding them with colorful ribbons, which would make the boy feel wronged and cry. He would grab her sleeve and say, "Mother, you have a daughter!"

At this point, Lang Sui would laugh and rub Xue Cheng's head, saying that Mother loves to tease little boys like this, and that his older sister is not as fun as him!

Xue Lan, who isn't very fun, would usually just say, "Childish," at this point.

He then turned away gracefully, ignoring his brother's pleas for help.

Thinking of this, Lord Wolf couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"My mother and father were childhood sweethearts, and I don't remember them ever arguing. The only time they did was because of me."

Qiu Yinzhen moved forward subtly, listening quietly to Xue Lan's story, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

Not everyone can hear the story of Lord Wolf's childhood.

"do you know?"

Lord Wolf looked at Qiu Yinzhen quietly, his expression extremely serious:

"I am a genius."

Qiu Yinzhen nodded slowly: "This junior understands."

Xue Lan is a genius, without a doubt.

Xue Lan nodded in satisfaction, and then continued:

"I am a genius. Among wolves... the strong are meant to protect the pack."

Regardless of gender or age.

This is the duty of the strong.

In contrast, the entire tribe will offer its absolute loyalty to its protector!

"When I was young, the Silver Moon Wolf was not yet the overlord of the Northern River."

At that time, the Northern Region was still a territory fought over by various demon clans. After nearly five hundred years of fighting, all the demon clans were exhausted and longed for an opportunity to resolve the conflict.

Xue Lan was that opportunity.

At that time, the Northern Region was divided into three parts, controlled by the Silver Moon Wolf of Binghua Pool, the Azure Eagle of Lingyue Cliff, and the Polar Fox of Wanli Snowfield.

"Originally, the Northern Region was divided into three factions, each with its own concerns, and none dared to go any further." Xue Lan continued:

"But who made me, a genius, the only one in the clan?"

Xue Lan's appearance gave the clan elders hope, and they immediately decided to train Xue Lan to prepare for the war.

The clan's decision was something even the father, the lord, couldn't stop.

"My father and mother had a fight that very night..."

“My mother smashed the glass lamp that my father had given her into the quilt inside the room, and then, by some twist of fate, found the magical artifact that my father had carelessly forgotten to put away. After that, she barged into the elder’s room alone…”

Xue Lan paused for a moment:

"Then, through friendly exchanges, my campaign was postponed."

Qiu Yinzhen sensed something was amiss, and the woman cautiously raised her hand: "This... senior."

Xue Lan waved her hand casually and said, "Speak."

Qiu Yinzhen twisted her fingers, and spoke hesitantly:

"This unexpected turn of events led to a friendly exchange..."

Xue Lan readily answered the questions and resolved the doubts:

"These are all fake, my mother is pretending."

“My mother and father put on an act, holding a sword to the elder’s neck and saying, ‘You old fool, you have no heart…’”

Seemingly feeling that he hadn't explained things clearly enough, Lord Wolf quietly added another sentence:

“When she was little, she used to pluck the elder’s beard, and the elder was afraid.”

Qiu Yinzhen smiled somewhat awkwardly:

"I see... So what happened next?"

Xue Lan continued speaking:

"What's next?"

"Although the elders were frightened by my mother, I still have to learn what I need to learn. There is so much to learn every day that it could fill the Ice Flower Pool."

"Plus, I don't know which damned bastard told the old eagle at Lingyue Cliff about the clan's affairs."

A hint of coldness appeared in Xue Lan's eyes.

The old eagle of Lingyue Cliff was already over six thousand years old at the time. It was stuck at the mid-stage of the fifteenth realm of demon lord and could not break through for a long time. Over time, it forced itself into a bald old madman who could scream at the slightest sound.

He learned of Xue Lan's astonishing talent, and thus took action.

Xue Lan held up five fingers at Qiu Yinzhen:

"Five times."

The woman's voice carried a hint of gritted teeth:

“During the three years I was being trained, he sent assassins to kill me five times. One of them was even his own grandson.”

"If his foolish grandson only came to kill me, I might spare his life." Xue Lan narrowed her eyes slightly.

"But he went after my brother."

Xue Lan's memory seemed to return to a snowy night three thousand years ago, when Xue Cheng, a small white wolf, appeared before her, its back torn open by sharp eagle claws, covered in blood, muttering:

"Sister, it hurts..."

"Sister!"

Xue Lan felt that her habit of protecting her own was sown at that time.

“My brother was intercepted by the Azure Eagle in the desolate wilderness; the Midnight Fox Clan couldn't possibly be unaware of this. So I fought my way there, captured the fox clan chief's youngest daughter, and prepared to interrogate her about the Azure Eagle's whereabouts…”

Xue Lan suddenly stopped, leaving Qiu Yinzhen, who was engrossed in listening, looking bewildered:

"senior?"

A hint of tenderness flickered in Xue Lan's eyes:

"Su Yu, the little princess of the Midnight Fox Clan, is a very cute little fox. She's a bit like a chivalrous heroine in a human dynasty who speaks out for justice. I thought we could be friends for a long time."

"She took me to find the Azure Eagle. Although I was a genius at the time, my cultivation years were short, and I was no match for the old Azure Eagle's grandson."

Xue Lan looked somewhat proud:

"But I'm ruthlesser than him!"

"At the last critical moment, I pulled out one of my own ribs and stabbed that dead bird to death."

This is the origin of Emberlight; she saw the blood of a top-tier demon beast before she was refined into a magical artifact.

"Later, Su Yu dragged me back to Binghua Pool while crying."

Qiu Yinzhen sensed the sadness in the man's tone and couldn't help but speak:

"What happened to the little princess later?"

"And then..."

Xue Lan raised her hand to cover her eyes, her thoughts seemingly returning to that helpless afternoon.

"The Midnight Fox submitted to the Silver Moon Wolf and was protected by him. She should have had a peaceful life... but she died."

My father died in battle, and my mother died of illness.

While she was away, the old eagle colluded with the demons to launch a sneak attack on the wolf clan.

Xue Cheng died in battle.

Su Yu was pregnant with a baby fox at the time...

Xue Lan spoke in a muffled voice:

"I didn't have a good life in my previous life."

"The people around me are not doing well."

Xue Lan rolled over in the recliner and looked in the direction where Zhu He was being burned by the strange fire:

"In this life, I hope everything goes well and that nothing happens to anyone."