Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 801 Yan Ruoxun, Their Separate Paths (Second Update!)

As the first rays of dawn pierced the sky, the once silent ancient realm suddenly became bustling with activity.

Figures flashed across the sky, and the resounding sound of a huge bronze bell drew everyone's attention to the main city.

"Squeak-"

The tightly closed wooden door slowly opened, and Xiao Yan, dressed in a long robe of the Xiao clan, walked out slowly. His gaze swept over the door and he saw that Xun'er and Mo Yu had been waiting there for some time.

The two men, one holding the left and the other the right, did not exchange any words, but judging from their expressions, they were clearly at odds.

"Brother Xiao Yan, have you rested well?" Xun'er spoke first, smiling as she spoke.

As she spoke, the girl gracefully stepped forward, seemingly to straighten the slightly disheveled hem of the other person's clothes.

Even faster than her was Mo Yu's movement.

Mo Yu, with a quick, almost instantaneous movement, rushed to Xiao Yan's side and respectfully began to straighten his clothes. His attitude was a hundred or a thousand times more devout than that of the most humble servant.

"Young Master, you should pay more attention to your image when you're out and about, lest you be taken advantage of by some clueless wild women." Mo Yu flattered, while glancing in Xun'er's direction with a forced smile.

"You!" Xun'er's almond-shaped eyes widened, and her small hand, which had been half-outstretched, froze in mid-air.

She almost forgot that the Xiao Yan before her was no longer the innocent boy he once was, but had acquired a brand new identity—

A married man!

This was a name that almost drove Xun'er to despair.

As the daughter of an ancient clan, given her status, it was impossible for her to compete with an old servant to take care of someone else's clothes, let alone become a so-called 'wild woman'!
Xun'er's pretty face turned pale. She snorted angrily and had no choice but to give up, grinding her teeth as she said, "Hun Ruoruo, you just wait until the coming-of-age ceremony."

Looking at the two people in front of him with a mix of amusement and exasperation, Xiao Yan did not stop Mo Yu's actions, but simply said helplessly, "Uncle Yu, is that enough?"

"Hehe, young master, don't forget that at this coming-of-age ceremony, you represent not only yourself, but also the honor of the Xiao Clan and even the Soul Clan."

Mo Yu cupped his hands in greeting and said with a smile, "Under these circumstances, not to mention appearance, even every word and action is very likely to be remembered by those with ulterior motives, so there is no room for carelessness."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan sighed softly and nodded in agreement.

No one knows better than him just how terrifying public opinion can be.

If it weren't for the frantic matchmaking by those around her, Ruoruo probably wouldn't have played with fire and gotten burned, ultimately losing everything in her own hands.
"Back then, there were external forces that brought us together, which was a bit of a pity. So this time, it's my turn to announce it to the world," he muttered to himself.

"Uh, young master?"

"Brother Xiao Yan?"

"nothing."

Xiao Yan shook his head and smiled, saying calmly, "It's about time. We should set off now."

Upon hearing this, a smile flashed in Xun'er's eyes. Just as she was about to set off, she saw that Xiao Yan was no longer following her. Instead, he took steady and firm steps in another direction.

For a moment, she was stunned.

All he could see was that the figure that had always stood in front of him back then had quietly walked in another direction.

The area in front of him, which had been blocked, was now bright and no longer obscured by anything.

Before us lay two completely opposite paths, winding yet leading to the same destination. The sky was clear and cloudless, and a dazzling morning sun, like a lamp, shone over the mountains. A gentle breeze swept across the grass like a carpet, gilding the marble-paved road with a faint golden glow.

The world suddenly opened up. Without realizing it, the girl's eyes welled up with tears.

She did not follow the path Xiao Yan had taken. Instead, she took a deep breath, smiled, and walked down another road, disappearing into the distance.

"Then we'll see you later."

Ancient Realm, Main City Square.

The bluestone-paved floor stretched as far as the eye could see. As people walked along, the old stone slabs creaked under their feet, yet surprisingly, there was no damage whatsoever.

Ancient yet ever-strong, this innate divine power of the ancient race extends even to the most inconspicuous piece of land.

Around this ancient square, the Black Annihilation Army, clad in armor, stood guard. Apart from the Fifth Commander and Yang Hao, the rest of the soldiers were completely replaced.

Judging from the aura emanating from them, it is even stronger than that of the Black Annihilation Army that guarded the ancient holy city back then.

It is easy to imagine how much importance the ancient tribe attached to this coming-of-age ceremony.

"You, Xiao Yan?!"

Looking at the two figures slowly walking towards him from a distance, Yang Hao, whose face was already gloomy, was first stunned, then his expression immediately turned cold, and his eyes revealed murderous intent.

"You worthless bastard of the abandoned Xiao clan, how dare you participate in my ancient clan's coming-of-age ceremony?!"

Upon hearing this, everyone who was taking their seats stopped what they were doing and turned around in surprise.

It has to be said that Xiao Yan has now become the subject of intense discussion among various forces. His fame is so widespread that even the other eight clans' participating prodigies cannot compare.

This reputation naturally stems from the other party's actions in the ancient holy city.

A down-on-his-luck descendant of the Xiao clan not only killed the commander of the ancient clan's Black Annihilation Army and publicly humiliated the ancient clan, but also dared to casually attend the coming-of-age ceremony.
This is not just arrogance, it's downright provocation against the ancient race!
"What, you're not welcome?"

Xiao Yan looked at Yang Hao, who seemed to have recovered from his injuries but was actually lacking in energy, and couldn't help but chuckle, without getting angry.

However, Mo Yu, who was beside him, clearly did not have such a temperament.

“You dog servant, I taught you before how to be a loyal dog, but you not only didn’t appreciate it, but you also took it upon yourself to drive away the distinguished guests for your master.”

Mo Yu chuckled eerily and said in a sinister tone, "I think your master is probably losing patience with you soon, isn't he?"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Yang Hao's throat tightened as if it had been choked, his face turning pale. He roared in a fit of rage, "Old man, with your meager cultivation, you're lucky to have succeeded once outside. Do you really dare to act arrogantly and domineeringly in my ancient clan?!"

As he spoke, Yang Hao suddenly took several steps back, clearly avoiding Mo Yu's terrifying methods like the plague.

"Whether you can act arrogantly or not, you'll find out once you try." Mo Yu chuckled sinisterly, his large hand striking down without any hesitation, directly attacking within the ancient realm!

"stop!"

At that moment, the Fifth Commander, who had been standing on the other side of the line, suddenly shouted and rushed over. He glared at Yang Hao and then clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I apologize. Yang Hao acted impulsively earlier. We had no intention of stopping Young Clan Leader Xiao Yan from participating in the coming-of-age ceremony. Please take your seats."

"However, given your status, a regular VIP seat might not be enough."

After saying that, the Fifth Commander turned around, slowly bowed to one of the eight stands at the top, made a "please" gesture, and smiled mysteriously.

"Please, young clan leader, take your seat at the former Xiao clan's table!"

(End of this chapter)