Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 802 All Eight Clans Gather! (Third Update!)
Compared to their previous attempt to smooth things over, the Fifth Commander now seemed to have finally seen the light. Before Xiao Yan and the other person could even speak, he bowed and apologized, and even offered them seats in the Xiao Clan's quarters.

Such behavior is undeniably strange.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan's heart stirred, but he didn't take it too seriously. He nodded casually, ignored the furious Yang Hao, and went to his seat.

"Keep your dogs in check!" Mo Yu snorted coldly, turned and left, her voice so loud she wanted everyone to hear.

"You!" Upon seeing this, Yang Hao's eyes blazed with fury, and he was so angry that he was almost going mad. He immediately tried to unleash his battle qi without any regard for the consequences.

However, before he could make a move, the Fifth Commander beside him turned cold and raised his hand to stop him.

"Enough! Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough?!" he said angrily in a low voice.

Yang Hao's eyes were bloodshot as he said sinisterly, "It wasn't me who caused my ancient clan to lose face, it was that lowly bastard from the Xiao clan!"

As the third commander of the Black Annihilation Army, Yang Hao was superior to the fifth commander in both status and strength, so naturally he could not show him any respect. In addition, he was insulted in front of countless people earlier, which made him so angry that he almost lost his mind. He immediately stopped caring about the other party's face.

"idiot!"

Seeing that the other party would not listen to advice, the Fifth Commander was equally shocked and angry, and said coldly, "Don't forget that lord's plan!"

These words were like a bucket of ice water poured over Yang Hao's head, instantly causing him to shiver and regain some clarity of mind.

His eyes lit up: "You mean..."

"If he is willing to serve as the young patriarch of the Xiao clan, then let him be so."

The Fifth Commander stared coldly at Xiao Yan's retreating figure, saying each word clearly, "When it comes to testing bloodlines, the more resounding his title as a mere, defunct young clan leader becomes, the more devastating his fall will be."

With the Five Commanders' guarantee, Xiao Yan and his companion encountered no further trouble. On the contrary, just as the other party had said, they were treated as honored guests and had a smooth journey.

As expected, the Xiao clan became the largest clan present.

To exclusively enjoy the VIPs and place them at the top of the list.

This is the supreme glory of the eight ancient clans!
Sitting alone on the seat of the eight clans, Xiao Yan surveyed the throngs of people around him, yet he showed not the slightest ripple of emotion. His composure surprised some of the onlookers.

As far as they knew, this was Xiao Yan's first time attending an event related to the Eight Clans. To remain calm even after witnessing such a behemoth, even if he truly relied on external forces as Yang Hao had belittled him, was something no ordinary person could compare to.

"Young Master, you must have noticed, right?"

Beside Xiao Yan, Mo Yu stood bowing beside him and whispered something.

"Ah."

Xiao Yan responded calmly, as if he already knew what the other party meant.

It went so smoothly.

From the moment they entered the arena to the moment they took their seats in the eight clans, no one in the entire ancient clan, except for Yang Hao, expressed any objection. Even Yang Hao, due to a moment of anger and bloodlust, quickly fell silent.

Such bizarre behavior is clearly at odds with the ancient tribe's initial exclusion and resistance.

Xiao Yan certainly didn't think it was because the other party had suddenly become kind-hearted, so there was only one answer left.

"It seems these people are trying to embarrass me at my coming-of-age ceremony," Xiao Yan chuckled, his tone playful.

Mo Yu's eyes turned cold. Just as he was about to nod in agreement, he saw a series of exclamations suddenly erupt from the already noisy crowd. He immediately turned his head to look.

Suddenly, a crimson light streaked across the previously calm sky, and in the next instant, the temperature on the entire massive plaza rose sharply!

"Whoosh!!" A sea of ​​fire suddenly erupted, the brilliant flames even obscuring the color of the sky for a moment, turning the entire square a fiery red.

"The Yan Clan! It's the Yan Clan!" everyone exclaimed in surprise.

The group that appeared before them were none other than Huo Zhi and the others, who had met Xiao Yan once outside the Ancient Sacred City.

Upon arrival, the Yan Clan members did not make a big show of themselves. Instead, they quietly took their seats, and apart from Huo Zhi glancing briefly at Xiao Yan's location, they made no other moves.

With the arrival of the Yan Clan, the atmosphere in the square was finally ignited, and the mysterious members of the eight clans made their appearance.

Some were clad in heavy armor, like spirits born from stone; others, exuding the fragrance of medicine, descended upon ancient trees as phantoms.
In just half a moment, three races had arrived!

However, before everyone could observe for long, a thunderous roar suddenly exploded in the sky.

"Boom!"

"Hahahaha! Even the descendants of the Xiao clan have arrived. It seems that our eight ancient clans are truly going to reunite once again!"

A hearty laugh rang out, followed by an old man with a white beard, dressed in tattered clothes, rushing in in a frenzy.

"It's Mang Tianchi! That old monster actually came along too?"

"Hey, given that old monster's erratic nature, there's no guarantee he won't turn against a suddenly joined member of the Xiao clan. Xiao Yan is probably in for trouble."

Hearing the discussion, Yang Hao, who had been standing guard to the side, immediately revealed a cold smile. He did not step forward to help the Lei Clan members, but simply stood there without any intention of intervening.

"Old Master Mang is a half-saint. With him testing you, even with that old dog around, no one can help you!"

Yang Hao's eyes were filled with resentment as he spoke each word with chilling malice.

Beside him, the Fifth Commander did not stop him as usual, but instead looked at him coldly.

Clearly, even though he didn't outwardly show any dissatisfaction, he, like Yang Hao, had long regarded Xiao Yan as a thorn in his side.

Mang Tianchi, unaware of their thoughts, leaped out of the lightning and headed towards the seats.

"Come, let this old man take a good look at what this young member of the Xiao clan, whom we haven't seen for a thousand years, looks like?" The old man flicked his sleeve, revealing the 'Mang' surname token below, and chuckled.

However, upon seeing the smiling young man seated in his seat, the expression on his old face instantly froze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"you"

"you"

The old man turned pale and cried out in horror, "How could it be you, brat?!"

The young man in front of me, who claims to be a descendant of the Xiao clan, is none other than the Soul Clan boy I saw in the Void Thunder Pool.

By the Thunder Emperor, when will the Xiao Clan and the Soul Clan be able to have a team-building activity together?!

"Old sir, it's been a long time."

Xiao Yan smiled, and then, under the old man's ghost-like gaze, said with a smile in his eyes, "Perhaps, given my status, I should address you as... Dean?"
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It's a bit late today, so here's the third update of 7k7!

P.S.: I've used up all my drafts for extra chapters, so the update schedule is a bit irregular. I'll adjust things after I'm removed from the recommendation list. Thank you for your understanding, dear readers!
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