Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 783 Are the Ancient Clan Really Allies of My Xiao Clan?
Will we take back the young master?

Upon hearing this, everyone present broke out in a cold sweat, their pupils contracting.

Who is Hun Ruoruo?

The fact that he defeated the Medicine Clan, was a ninth-rank cultivator, possessed dual divine blood, and destroyed the previous young master suggests that his prestige among the younger generation of the Soul Clan was so high that no one could shake it.

Even the elders of the clan, who are full of saints, must be extremely cautious when dealing with matters related to Hun Ruoruo.

Now, the owner of the envelope actually wants Xiao Yan to take her back.
What high praise this is!

Everyone present, except for Mo Yu, was perfectly aware of the identity of the person who sent the letter, which was why they were even more horrified and disoriented.

Most of them had already heard about Xiao Yan's strength and background. Even though he carried the title of successor of the Xiao Clan, given the decline of the Xiao Clan, this identity was undoubtedly already dead in name only.

The reason why everyone chose to flatter Xiao Yan was mainly because of his relationship with Hun Ruoruo; as for his actual strength, they naturally had no way of knowing.

However, judging from the current situation, this prince consort is far more complex than expected.

His marriage to the young lady was not a forced marriage; it was a genuine union, even approved by the clan chief.
A proper marriage!

Realizing this, Hun Li and Hun Ya's gaze towards Xiao Yan changed slightly, though they didn't know when it started.

They may disbelieve anything, but the chieftain's judgment is absolutely infallible.

Reflecting on their previous actions, the two couldn't help but feel uneasy, and finally whispered, "Your Highness, Your Highness..."

"No need."

Xiao Yan raised his hand to interrupt the two, his expression terrifyingly calm: "Let me ask you, how exactly are the spots for the Heavenly Tomb allocated?"

Upon hearing this, Hunya and Hunli exchanged a glance, not daring to be negligent. They took a deep breath and explained, "Your Highness, you may not know, but the quota for the Heavenly Tomb has actually undergone a great change."

"In accordance with common sense, since the ancient clans have occupied the Heavenly Tomb and have the advantage of timing and location, most of our six clans will not send their own young masters there. Instead, other geniuses will usually take their place."

"Before Miss returned to the clan, Hunfeng was the young clan leader and could not be moved rashly. Although Hunyu's talent was no less than his, he was disliked by the clan elders because of his personality. Therefore, the people on the original list were Hunli and me."

“But now that Hunfeng is dead and Miss is determined to go to the Heavenly Tomb, the clan elders have no choice but to make other arrangements. If it weren’t for you, Prince Consort, the trip to the Heavenly Tomb would have been just Miss and Hunyu.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow and looked to the other side: "So you are Soul Jade?"

"Your Highness, it is indeed I, it is indeed I." Hun Yu smiled broadly, but his handsome, jade-like face looked rather strange.

Seeing this, a strange light flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes, and he glanced at the other party a little longer.

He could vaguely sense that this seemingly most cowardly Soul Jade was far stronger than Soul Li and Soul Cliff in terms of sheer power.

Even if the two sides were to fight with all their might, he would face an extreme threat, even in his current state!

"The competition within the Soul Clan is indeed fierce enough," Xiao Yan thought to himself.

Even though Hunyu was much older than him, when it came to competition, no one cared about the so-called age.

Among the Soul Clan, there is no fairness, only strength.

Xiao Yan could not remain uninvolved either.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan let out a soft breath and slowly asked the question that had been on his mind for a long time: "Since your Soul Clan can only decide the allocation of its own clan's quota, then I ask you, where is the quota for my Xiao Clan?"

"Are the two spots that my Xiao clan should have been given up left unused, or have they fallen into the hands of others?"

The young man's clear voice was extremely calm, as if he were unaffected, yet it sent a chill down everyone's spine.

"Your Highness, Your Highness." "There's no need to hide it; this matter has nothing to do with you."

Xiao Yan said calmly, though he was asking a question, a certain guess had already quietly emerged in his heart.

Seeing this, Hunyu gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "You should know that the Xiao Clan and the Gu Clan used to have a cooperative relationship."

"Now that the Xiao clan has perished, all control over the Heavenly Tomb, and even the Xiao clan's quota, has fallen into the hands of the ancient clans, who have been annexing it for hundreds of years!"

"Even your Xiao clan's Xiao realm has been incorporated into the ancient clan's territory!"

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In an instant, Xiao Yan's pupils dilated violently, and the veins on his arms bulged out.

Even though he had suspected it beforehand, when the truth was laid bare before his eyes, this unspeakable sorrow still overwhelmed him.

How glorious the Xiao clan was back then!

How stunning was the demeanor of our ancestor Xiao Xuan!
Now, a thousand years have passed, and not only has the Xiao clan long since become a small clan in Wutan City, but they also no longer know the history of their ancestors.

If I hadn't ended up like this, perhaps the entire Xiao family would still be kept in the dark and ridiculed.
No wonder Xun'er kept quiet about it, no wonder she and Ruoruo were both trying to fight for a spot. It turns out that the Xiao clan's spot had already fallen into the hands of the ancient clan!
"Back then, it was you Soul Clan who annihilated my Xiao Clan, wasn't it?"

A single, seemingly casual remark caused Hunyu and the others to tremble violently, almost collapsing from fright.

"Your Highness, this—"

Yes, or no.

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"Yes!"

After a brief silence, the most stubborn Hun Li suddenly spoke, his gaze fixed on Xiao Yan, "Even if you are the husband Miss has chosen, when it comes to the honor of the Hun Clan, we will never compromise."

"Soul Fierce!" Soul Cliff roared.

Hun Li ignored him and said, word by word, "The Xiao clan was destroyed by my Hun clan. Xiao Hun was our sworn enemy. Destroying the Xiao clan is not a disgrace to us, but a glory to our ancestors!"

Seeing Xiao Yan's increasingly gloomy expression, Hun Yu and the others felt a chill run down their spines and secretly cursed Hun Li, that blockhead, eight hundred times over.

However, just as everyone was feeling uneasy, the cold-faced young man let out a long sigh.

"The Xiao clan's defeat is due to our inferior skills. If I were to belittle your actions, it would not only fail to boost the Xiao clan's prestige, but would also make it seem like we are sore losers. There are no people who cannot accept defeat."

Xiao Yan spoke softly, each word distinct, yet his words were resolute.

Upon hearing Xiao Yan's words, everyone was slightly taken aback and somewhat lost in thought, completely unexpected that Xiao Yan would say such a thing.

Only Mo Yu's old face remained filled with reverence, without the slightest change, as if Xiao Yan was naturally meant to be this way.

This is the kind of man the young lady has her eye on.

"I've said so much not to cause you any trouble, nor is it related to Ruoruo. It's just that there's one thing that's puzzling me."

"Please speak, Your Highness," Hun Li said, his tone carrying a hint of respect.

Xiao Yan's brows furrowed, and after a long pause, he asked in a cryptic tone, "Is that ancient clan truly an ally of my Xiao clan?"
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I'm building up my drafts today, and I'll update another chapter later.

Tomorrow will be 10,000.

(End of this chapter)