Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 795 Only Xiao Yan of the Xiao Clan can marry Hun Ruoruo (First Update!)

Upon entering the ancient holy city, Xiao Yan and his companion did not make much of a public appearance. Instead, they quickly found a room to recover from their long journey.

Because Xiao Yan's identity as a member of the Xiao clan was exposed, he naturally attracted the attention of various forces along the way. Even some veteran monsters with deep experience looked at Xiao Yan with a hidden glint in their eyes.

It is easy to imagine the influence that the Xiao clan once held in the Central Plains.

Of course, fame is fame, but a clan that has disappeared for nearly a thousand years, no matter how glorious its history, is now just an unknown small family, and has no foundation to match it.

It should be noted that everyone present who was invited to enter the ancient clan's territory was an extremely shrewd individual. They were well aware that the so-called Xiao-Gu Alliance was now nothing more than an empty shell, having no binding force other than allowing the ancient clan to legitimately possess the quota for the Heavenly Tomb.

The world is bustling with activity, but all people come and go for profit.

The Xiao clan now has neither benefit nor strength, so it is naturally a thorn in the side of the ancient clans. It is no exaggeration to say that the clans regard the Xiao clan as a thorn in their side.

In this situation, Xiao Yan, as a descendant of the Xiao clan, not only did not choose to hide his identity, but instead suddenly appeared in the sight of the eight clans in a high-profile manner. This approach is obviously quite intriguing.

It's no exaggeration to say that Xiao Yan is currently a very hot potato; whether the ancient clans touch him or not, they will get themselves into serious trouble.

If quotas are allocated, the distribution of quotas within the ancient clan will inevitably be uneven.

If they don't give out any spots, then their long-touted Xiao-Gu Alliance will crumble on its own!
This is undoubtedly a blatant and overt conspiracy!

This is a gamble where Xiao Yan wagers his own life to invite the leader of the eight clans to a game!

Under these circumstances, anyone who dares to have even the slightest connection with Xiao Yan will face the most ruthless suppression from the ancient clans when he fails.
However, it is worth mentioning that when Xiao Yan moved into the room, the ancient clan did not take the initiative to cause trouble again. Even the five commanders who were in charge of the overall situation were nowhere to be seen. Everything was as if it had never happened, and it was unusually calm.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

"That ancient clan still hasn't sent anyone?"

Inside the room, Xiao Yan, having finished his cultivation, slowly opened his eyes and spoke softly.

"It's not just the ancient clans; even other forces seem to be deliberately avoiding you these days."

Mo Yu emerged from the shadows, chuckling strangely.

Although he could see the strange atmosphere at a glance, as the Heavenly Venerable of the Soul Palace, he had long been accustomed to life and death and naturally had no fear whatsoever.

"Well, those old guys are always the type to protect themselves. Expecting them to speak up for me is just wishful thinking."

Xiao Yan's eyes remained expressionless, and his words clearly indicated that he did not intend to place his hopes on others.

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "However, given the style of the Black Annihilation Army commander, it is quite strange that he has not come to cause us any trouble so far."

Mo Yu's heart skipped a beat: "You mean, they might be acting under the orders of someone behind the scenes?"

"It's not a possibility, it's inevitable."

Xiao Yan shook his head, a rare glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes: "When Ling Quan died, there were only a handful of people present besides me. Logically speaking, it shouldn't have become known to the whole clan. On the contrary, those commanders seemed to have known about our arrival all along and deliberately blocked the entrance to give us a warning."

After saying that, Xiao Yan suddenly smiled and slowly said, "Tell me, how could there be such a coincidence in the world?" When Xun'er was being harassed by Ling Quan, apart from him, the people on the field were none other than the Ancient Soul Clan.

Among them, Ruoruo and her father are the least likely. Not to mention that it would be meaningless to do so, their vision alone is far beyond that of these people, and they are even from completely different dimensions.

Therefore, the answer can only come from within the ancient tribe.

Aside from Xun'er, who was directly involved, and the Black Annihilation Army members who had no say, there was only one person who had the authority to order Yang Hao to come and surround them, or even to make things difficult for them.

Half-saint, profound!

"You mean, what the ancient clan did before was just a test?" Mo Yu's mind raced, and he quickly understood what the other party meant.

"It's not just a test."

Xiao Yan sneered, his dark eyes filled with unfathomable depths: "If I hadn't revealed my Xiao Clan identity that day and attracted everyone's attention, we would probably be in the Ancient Clan's Enforcement Hall by now, wouldn't we?"

"According to Yang Hao's plan, the lightest punishment would be imprisonment for several years, and the heaviest would be punishment. However, no matter which one it is, I'm afraid I will miss out on the spot in the Heavenly Tomb."

"..." In an instant, Mo Yu's pupils shrank.

That old dog from the ancient clan is truly shameless!

With such a subtle and cunning approach, it can be said that even a single misstep by Xiao Yan could lead him to the brink of disaster.

This was the first time Mo Yu had seen his opponent not use brute force, but instead proceed cautiously and deduced step by step. The sharpness of his judgment was so keen that even Mo Yu was startled.

Clearly, the other party has staked everything on this Heavenly Tomb.

His expression changed, and Mo Yu suddenly lowered his voice: "Young Master, perhaps..."

"Uncle Yu." Xiao Yan suddenly raised his hand to interrupt.

“I know what you mean. If the Soul Clan had help, this matter might not be difficult, but that’s not what I want.” He said calmly, word by word, “I also have my own principles.”

"Oh dear!" Mo Yu sighed, forcing a bitter smile. "Given your relationship with Miss, it was just a small favor. You could easily repay her next time. Why bother?"

“Yes, I can rely on Ruoruo once, twice, or even countless times. Every time, I can comfort myself with the same words, and even she herself doesn’t seem to care much.” Xiao Yan smiled. “But I can’t fool myself.”

Mo Yu suddenly froze.

But then they saw that Xiao Yan had already stood up and was slowly walking towards the outside of the house.

“I can be Xiao Yan of the Soul Palace, I can be Xiao Yan of the Soul Clan, and I can even be called the Prince Consort by you without any resistance. But the one who marries Hun Ruoruo can only ever be Xiao Yan of the Xiao Clan.”

He took off the antique-style Xiao clan robe and draped it over his shoulders. Then, he turned around with a smile, the sunlight shining on his face, bringing out a faint sense of confidence, as clear and pure as it had been back then.

"Next time is too far away, let's do it this time."

(End of this chapter)