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"Yao Chen? Tch, isn't he just a useless outcast expelled from my Yao Clan?"
"An old bag of bones who doesn't know how to stay quiet and insists on coming here to humiliate himself."
"Indeed, haha! Elder, with your esteemed status, why waste words on such an outcast?"
In the plaza, those gathered around Yao Wangui, knowing the long-standing grudge between him and Yao Chen, began flattering him.
Yao Wangui clearly enjoyed this moment of being in the spotlight. Looking at Yao Lao, his expression turned cold as he sneered.
"Yao Chen, I know why you're here. But in my Yao Clan, outcasts have no right to leave their names on the Clan Monument. So, don't even dream about it!"
"The Elder is right. Letting you participate in the Medicinal Ceremony again is already the greatest mercy of our clan. Yao Chen, don't push your luck."
"The Clan Monument isn't a place where an outcast like you is qualified to leave a name!"
"Hah! Elder Wangui, why not just report this to the Elder Council and have them expel these two right away? Save yourself the trouble of even looking at them."
As soon as Yao Wangui finished speaking, the sycophants around him chimed in again, their voices full of mockery and disdain.
"Enough. Have you all said enough?"
At that moment, a cold voice interrupted them. Mo Yu frowned slightly, his silver eyes scanning the Yao Clan members who had been spewing venomous words.
As his voice fell, those who had been shouting suddenly recognized him. Their expressions stiffened, and their words were swallowed back down their throats.
Currently, the Yao Clan, the Lei Clan, the Yan Clan, and the Yuan Manor had formed an alliance. As a result, they were no strangers to Mo Yu, the Lord of Yuan Manor.
Especially in recent years, Yuan Manor's power had expanded rapidly. Mo Yu had even defeated both the Chief of the Hall of Souls and the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan's Patriach, Huang Tian. His name was legendary even among the ancient clans.
Moreover, within the three-clan alliance, there was already a common understanding—Yuan Manor's status was no longer inferior to the Yao Clan.
Whether in terms of peak combat power or the number of Dou Sheng experts, the gap between Yuan Manor and the Yao Clan was rapidly closing, even beginning to surpass them. This had led the Yao Clan to transition from looking down on Yuan Manor to treating them as equals.
Seeing Mo Yu intervene, Yao Wangui frowned slightly. He knew full well that Mo Yu's strength and status now far exceeded his own, even nearing that of their clan leader.
But he was unwilling to let Yao Chen go so easily. He looked at Mo Yu and said, "Lord Mo, this is an internal matter of my Yao Clan. I hope you won't interfere.
By the way, over the past two years, my clan has sent sixty seventh-grade alchemists and ten eighth-grade alchemists to your Yuan Manor for knowledge exchange. I expect them to return to our clan once the Medicinal Ceremony ends."
Hearing the underlying threat in Yao Wangui's words, Mo Yu's brows furrowed slightly.
Due to Yuan Manor's rapid expansion in recent years, their need for high-level alchemists had also increased significantly. After all, as a rising force, having a proper reward-and-punishment system was crucial. High-grade pills were indispensable for winning people's loyalty and recruiting experts, highlighting the importance of alchemists.
However, on the continent, most high-tier alchemists either joined the Pill Tower or preferred a free-spirited lifestyle, unwilling to be bound by any faction. This made Yuan Manor's attempts to recruit alchemists quite challenging.
Fortunately, after joining the alliance formed by the Lei Clan, Yan Clan, and Yao Clan, Yuan Manor had been able to "borrow" nearly a hundred high-tier alchemists from the Yao Clan under the guise of knowledge exchange.
These alchemists, with their rich experience and top-tier skills, not only filled Yuan Manor's alchemist shortage but also trained more apprentices, creating a win-win situation.
Mo Yu also had his own hidden agenda—once the Yao Clan was destroyed, these alchemists would naturally fall under Yuan Manor's control, greatly strengthening the foundation of Thousand Medicine Hall, allowing it to rival even the Pill Tower.
Thus, hearing Yao Wangui's words put him in a foul mood. However, he knew that after the Medicinal Ceremony, the Yao Clan would likely cease to exist.
"Elder Yao, are you threatening me?"
Under countless gazes, Mo Yu naturally wouldn't back down, his voice turning cold.
"Hmph! Lord Mo, this is the Yao Clan. I'm merely asking you not to interfere," Yao Wangui said solemnly.
Hearing this, Mo Yu frowned slightly and was about to speak when a hand suddenly reached out and stopped him.
"Cousin Mo Yu, I appreciate you stepping in, but this is my master's matter. As his disciple, I should handle it myself." Xiao Yan smiled at Mo Yu in gratitude.
Noticing the suppressed fury in Xiao Yan's eyes, Mo Yu understood his emotions. He patted Xiao Yan's shoulder and said, "Alright, go all out. We're brothers—no matter what happens, the sky won't collapse on us."
Hearing this, Xiao Yan smiled back knowingly and nodded firmly.
Turning around, Xiao Yan looked at the Yao Clan members and said softly, "If you have the guts, say what you just said again."
"Hmph! Who do you think you are—"
A scrawny man standing near Yao Wangui sneered and relaxed slightly upon seeing Mo Yu step back. He cast a sideways glance at Xiao Yan with disdain.
However, before he could even finish his sentence, he felt a tremendous force suddenly press down on his head. His body instantly went limp, and his face was brutally smashed into the ground. The floor cracked open, and blood splattered everywhere.
The abrupt turn of events shocked everyone. When they refocused, they saw a foot lightly resting on the man's head. As they looked up, they saw a young face with a faint smile.
"What incredible speed!"
Many people in the plaza were shaken. They hadn't even seen Xiao Yan move, and before the man's words had fully left his mouth, his head was already embedded in the ground.
Mo Yu raised an eyebrow at the sight, while Gu He beside him looked completely stunned.
"Xiao Yan, how dare you?! This is the Yao Clan!" Yao Wangui was similarly shocked but quickly recovered, his expression turning dark as he shouted angrily.
However, before his voice even finished echoing, another person who had previously spoken maliciously was sent tumbling through the air, blood and teeth flying from his mouth.
Seeing the miserable state of these two men, the onlookers around Yao Wangui finally felt fear and instinctively moved closer to him.
But before they could take a step, several afterimages flashed before them. A series of crisp slaps rang out almost simultaneously.
In an instant, everyone except Yao Wangui was sent flying, the ground covered in blood and shattered teeth. The scene left the spectators swallowing nervously.
In the blink of an eye, the ground was drenched in blood. Those who had previously hurled insults were now rolling on the floor like beaten dogs, clutching their faces and wailing in agony.
Seeing this, Mo Yu merely chuckled and shook his head. Xiao Yan's temperament truly was one to repay grievances without delay.
"Good, good, good! Today, this old man would like to see who gave you the courage to act so brazenly in my Yao Clan!"
At this moment, Yao Wangui was also infuriated by Xiao Yan's rampant actions. He stomped forward fiercely, and the formidable aura of a Four-Star Dou Sheng mid-stage burst out without reservation!
Upon seeing this, the expressions of the various faction leaders who had been invited changed slightly. The powerful strength of a Four-Star Dou Sheng was indeed awe-inspiring. However, before they could fully process their shock, an even more terrifying aura, more than ten times stronger than Yao Wangui's, surged forth like a storm, causing many to change their expressions on the spot.
"Five-Star Dou Sheng?!"
The sudden eruption of the terrifying aura from the center of the square filled the eyes of many strong individuals with shock. Their gazes immediately turned to the black-robed young man—it was none other than Xiao Yan, who had just made his move!
Looking at the young figure, a hint of reverence surfaced in everyone's eyes. Such strength was considered top-tier even among an ancient clan like the Yao Clan.
Mo Yu stroked his chin. The Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame, ranked third on the Heavenly Flame Ranking, truly lived up to its name. In just a few short years, it had given Xiao Yan such a tremendous boost.
As Xiao Yan's aura exploded, Yao Wangui's expression turned extremely grim. He had not expected that after only a few years, Xiao Yan had not only caught up to him but had even left him far behind.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The eruption of a Five-Star Dou Sheng's aura immediately alarmed many of the Yao Clan's experts atop the mountain. The sound of breaking wind echoed as figures swiftly appeared above the square.
Seeing the blood-covered ground below, they were initially shocked, but their faces soon turned furious. Regardless of what had happened, these people were members of their Yao Clan. Being beaten into such a state right at their doorstep was undoubtedly a severe slap to their clan's face.
"Elder Wangui, what is going on?" Amid their shock and anger, several gazes turned toward Yao Wangui.
"Elders, you arrived just in time. This Xiao Yan is acting outrageously! He dared to viciously attack my clan members within our Yao Clan. Quickly help me subdue him; otherwise, our Yao Clan will lose face in front of all these guests!" Seeing the figures in the sky, Yao Wangui was overjoyed and hastily shouted.
"Xiao Yan? That Xiao Yan from the Xiao Clan?"
Upon hearing Yao Wangui's shout, the Yao Clan elders in the sky were stunned. Clearly, they were quite familiar with Xiao Yan's name.
Immediately, countless gazes turned to Xiao Yan. When they sensed the terrifying aura emanating from him, their eyes filled with even more astonishment.
"Xiao Yan, your Xiao Clan had a rather good relationship with our Yao Clan back in the day. Your actions today are a bit too much," said an elder in a yellow robe, his expression slightly gloomy.
"Respect those who respect you; humiliate those who humiliate you. If Yao Wangui does not apologize to my master, this matter will not be settled!" Xiao Yan's voice was deep and resolute.
Yao Wangui's pupils contracted. He then let out a sinister laugh. With his status, far above Yao Chen, how could he possibly apologize in front of so many people?
"Xiao Yan, perhaps Elder Wangui was in the wrong, but you have injured so many people. Your anger should have subsided by now. Why not take a step back?" An elder familiar with Yao Wangui's temperament frowned and suggested.
"If you are unwilling, then I shall do it myself."
Xiao Yan's words made the expressions of Yao Wangui and the elders in the sky change. However, before they could speak, Xiao Yan's figure turned into a streak of light, charging directly toward Yao Wangui.
"Xiao Yan, cease your rampage!"
Seeing this, the Yao Clan elders shouted in unison. However, before they could intervene, a pink beam of light suddenly shot out from Xiao Yan's body. It transformed into a flame infant that hovered in the sky.
The flame infant opened its mouth, and a terrifying pink flame spread outward. The destructive power it contained caused the elders to retreat in horror.
Among these elders, some were knowledgeable and experienced. Upon seeing this, they involuntarily cried out in shock.
"Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame?!"
Unlike the other elders who focused on the pink flame, Mo Yu's attention was on the flame infant. If he was not mistaken, this was likely the flame spirit, Xiao Yi, born from Xiao Yan's fusion of many Heavenly Flames.
At the same time, while the elders were being held off by Xiao Yi, Xiao Yan's figure ghosted in front of Yao Wangui. With a cold expression, he pointed a finger toward him.
Seeing Xiao Yan's relentless advance, Yao Wangui was furious. Dou Qi surged from his body as his withered yellow palm brought forth a strange force, slapping fiercely at Xiao Yan.
"Withering Palm!"
Facing Yao Wangui's resistance, Xiao Yan remained unfazed. He extended his right hand, pink flames coiling around it. With lightning speed, he struck out, his palm colliding heavily with Yao Wangui's Withering Palm.
"Boom!"
The moment they made contact, the fierce force on Yao Wangui's palm was swiftly dissolved under the burning pink flames.
As their palms collided, an invisible shockwave burst forth, covering the square with a web of cracks. The shockwave trembled, and both figures took two steps back.
After the violent clash, Xiao Yan's gaze toward Yao Wangui grew even colder. His hand shot forward.
As Xiao Yan attempted to seize him, Yao Wangui tried to resist. However, the next moment, he found that the space around him seemed to solidify, rendering him immobile.
Seizing this opportunity, Xiao Yan grabbed Yao Wangui by the throat. With immense force surging from his hand, Yao Wangui's face instantly turned pale and filled with terror.
In just a few moments, this influential elder of the Yao Clan had been captured like a prisoner, firmly restrained by Xiao Yan.
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