Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 847 She's the Clan Chief's Daughter?! (3k2!)
At this moment, the boy in black and the man in blue stood facing each other, calm and fearless, their auras sharp and confrontational.

That intense, head-on clash caused even the two Saints of the Soul Clan to swallow hard.

Daring to marry the young master of the Soul Clan, and even openly refuting Xiao Xuan in public, this courage alone is enough to make ordinary Dou Sheng pale in comparison.

Moreover, the other party indirectly saved their lives.
Therefore, even if the two saints were dissatisfied with this bastard who had taken away their Soul Clan's young master, they could only swallow their anger and resentment.

In the sky, the man in the green robe narrowed his deep eyes, his gaze lingering on the blue-haired girl for a long time before finally settling back on Xiao Yan.

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Xiao Yan remained silent, stubbornly refusing to back down in the slightest.

He could clearly sense that under the other person's gaze, his bloodline seemed to be activated, circulating faster and faster. That feeling was undoubtedly the suppression of someone in a superior position.

One breath, two breaths
Large beads of sweat gradually appeared on Xiao Yan's forehead. Just as the atmosphere became increasingly silent, a slight smile finally appeared on the face of the man in the blue robe.

"Good boy."

This short sentence encapsulates the vicissitudes of thousands of years of waiting.

His Xiao clan was ultimately destined to survive.

The man in the blue robe spoke softly, with a hint of relief and a sense of liberation, which immediately caused Xiao Yan's eyes to widen, and the excitement in his pupils could no longer be suppressed.

"This unworthy descendant, Xiao Yan, thanks his ancestor!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Yan knelt on the ground and, in front of everyone, performed the most solemn salute in the Xiao family!

"Hehe. If we're really talking about it, I should thank you."

Xiao Xuan smiled slightly, glancing intentionally or unintentionally at the two Saints of the Soul Clan in the distance, and then slowly said, "You dare to defy the world and form an alliance with your enemy. Your character is no less than mine."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of those around him widened in astonishment.

Who was Xiao Xuan?
To be able to personally say that one's temperament is no less than one's own is a praise that probably no one in the entire history of the Dou Qi Continent has ever received!

"Junior Hunhun Hunyu greets Senior Xiao Xuan!"

Hun Yu, standing to the side, was limp as mud, almost kneeling on the ground. He managed to force out a fawning smile and stammered.

Seeing this, Mo Yu and the others felt helpless, but did nothing to stop it.

After all, even if the clan chief himself came, when facing this formidable enemy, he could only admire and praise him, and bow deeply to him; it was nothing to be ashamed of.
"Greetings, Senior Xiao Xuan!"

Without hesitation, Mo Yu and his companions stepped forward and respectfully bowed deeply.

"A member of the Soul Clan?"

Xiao Xuan smiled and sighed, "Enemies from a thousand years ago have become allies today. It seems that my ideas may also be outdated by the times."

"Two divine-grade items. Heh heh, if it weren't for my descendant being here, given my temperament, I'm afraid I would have risked the punishment of the Heavenly Tomb to slaughter you all."

"Senior?!"

Upon hearing Xiao Xuan's nonchalant words, Mo Yu's expression changed drastically, while the most timid Hun Yu sat down on the ground with a thud, her voice trembling with fear.

"This junior is utterly loyal to the Xiao Hun Alliance, and is the right-hand man of the young master and the prince consort. You, you must not act rashly!"

"indeed so."

Xiao Xuan remained noncommittal, saying with considerable regret, "Indeed, I'm afraid I really can't bring myself to say what's on my mind."

"Didn't you already say that?"

Hunyu wept bitterly, almost kneeling on the ground.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan's lips twitched slightly, feeling that the scene before him was somewhat familiar.

The reason why my ancestor was able to become close friends with my father-in-law must be because they had some similarities!

After a while.

Without paying much attention to what others thought, Xiao Xuan chatted briefly with Xiao Yan, then his gaze shifted and finally settled on the silent blue-haired girl.

"you"

Xiao Xuan hesitated, which was uncharacteristic of him.

“I understand your concerns, senior.”

Hun Ruoruo took a deep breath, her gaze calm, and finally spoke: "But for you, this is clearly not the place to talk, is it?"

"As expected?"

Xiao Xuan smiled, his tone ambiguous, and said meaningfully, "I fought with him for countless years, but in the end I was one move behind. I never thought that I would gain an advantage from a junior. It's really unpredictable how things turn out."

Seemingly sensing the hidden meaning in Xiao Xuan's words, Hun Ruoruo's pretty face changed slightly, clearly showing some unease. She pinched Xiao Yan, who was grinning foolishly beside her, causing him to gasp.

“However, what you said is indeed correct. The third level of the Heavenly Tomb is not a place for conversation after all,” Xiao Xuan said slowly, seemingly oblivious to their subtle interaction.

Having said that, he turned around and looked at the two Soul Clan Saints who were being helped up by Soul Cliff and Soul Vengeance, and said in a calm tone: "What those two old ghosts said is correct. The one you saw was just a projection. The Soul of the Heavenly Tomb has always been waiting for me to make a mistake."

"Projection?!" Upon hearing this, even Xiao Yan, with his composure, was greatly shocked.

If a mere projection can toy with two powerful Dou Sheng level beings like chicks, then how strong must their true form be?
"I think you must have many questions, and these questions will surely be answered once you enter the tomb."

Xiao Xuan's voice came at just the right time.

He raised his hand and the invisible shackles that had bound the two Soul Clan Saints instantly broke. He casually said, "For the sake of my Xiao Clan's descendants, I may spare your lives, but the rules cannot be broken. If you dare to step out of the tomb again, I will collect your remains."

Upon hearing this, the two Saints of the Soul Clan looked at each other, their eyes filled with resentment and bitterness, and could only lower their heads in resignation.

"The four of you may do as you please in any place outside of my tomb. As for how much fortune you can obtain in this Heavenly Tomb, that depends on your fate."

Hearing such merciless words, Hunyu was not disappointed at all. Instead, she breathed a long sigh of relief, her eyes filled with the joy of surviving a disaster.

As long as we don't come into contact with this great god Xiao Xuan, everything is negotiable!

"Xiao Yan, come with me."

With a few words, Xiao Xuan casually dismissed the Soul Clan members, then floated into the void. After a slight hesitation, he said to the girl standing beside her, "As for you..."

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo pursed her lips slightly, while Xiao Yan swallowed hard, his heart leaping into his throat.

It's no exaggeration to say that at this moment, he was probably even more nervous than Hun Ruoruo herself!
After a moment of silence, Xiao Xuan sighed softly and said, "Come with me as well."

"Ancestor Saint!"

Xiao Yan was overjoyed and, unusually, became a bit childlike. He laughed heartily and immediately took the girl's soft, boneless hand, excitedly following Xiao Xuan up into the sky.

With Xiao Xuan's cultivation level, communicating between the two realms was a simple matter of raising his hand. In just half a breath, the three figures, enveloped in battle qi, traversed the void and disappeared.

"Young Master Xiao Yan, please take good care of Miss!!"

Mo Yu, who had been with the two for the longest time, could no longer suppress his worries and immediately shouted.

"There's no need to worry. With Xiao Xuan's level of cultivation, he wouldn't bother with a junior like the young master. If he really wanted to do something, he would have already done so earlier."

Hun Li was the calmest. He took a deep breath and said steadily, "Moreover, as the clan leader's formidable enemy, that person has probably already seen through the young master's identity and could not possibly be unaware of the consequences of attacking her."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu knew there was nothing she could do, so she could only smile bitterly and sigh softly, saying nothing more.

However, at that moment, a rather discordant, aged voice suddenly rang out—

"Hmph, ignorant brat!"

After being untied, the gray-robed elder was clearly embarrassed and angry, and sneered, "With Xiao Xuan's domineering nature, he doesn't even put this saint in his eyes, let alone a young master who has not yet made a name for himself?"

"Uh, Old Ancestor Hun Diao?"

Seeing the other party's aggressive posture, everyone blinked in surprise.

"You still acknowledge me, the ancestor of the Soul Clan?"

Hun Diao scolded with exasperation, "Based on my understanding of Xiao Xuan, the only person he truly values ​​in this world is probably the clan leader. You think you can fool him with just the Xiao Hun Alliance? You are utterly foolish!"

"Yes, but."

"No buts! That little girl is truly reckless. As a member of my clan with divine blood, she has chosen to submit to a mere brat from the Xiao clan. If I hadn't been trapped in this Heavenly Tomb, I would have given her ignorant father a good talking-to!"

Having experienced being captured by Xiao Xuan and his young master being seduced by the successor of the Xiao clan, Hun Diao was clearly extremely frustrated and furious, almost shouting with his beard bristling and eyes wide open.

"Ancestor!"

Upon hearing this, Hunyu and the others exchanged strange glances, almost trembling with fear as they warned, "Words can be dangerous."

"What nonsense! I, the Holy One, have shed blood and risked my life for the Soul Clan. Even that brat Hun Miesheng, who is now the Palace Master, wouldn't dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"

"But the young master's father is the clan chief."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Hun Diao was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened like copper bells, and he trembled violently, "You, what did you say?!"

Hun Yu stammered, not daring to be negligent, and had no choice but to repeat it again, "Young Master is the current imperial daughter. Even the alliance between Xiao Hun and the clan leader was a decision made by the clan leader because of their marriage agreement."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other patriarch, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, jumped up from the spot almost like a rabbit, his mouth agape as if it could fit a fist.

Hun Diao's vision went black, and he felt the whole world spinning before his eyes. He let out the most sorrowful and desperate scream of his life—

"She's...the clan chief's daughter?!"

At this moment, Hun Diao, who had survived for thousands of years in the Heavenly Tomb, felt for the first time that he might have really lived too long.
Meanwhile, inside the tomb.

Under Xiao Xuan's complex and silent gaze, Hun Ruoruo bowed slightly, finally paying her respects to him at this moment.

However, unlike Hunyu and the others, the girl's bow at this moment, though formal and respectful, was not the etiquette of a subordinate to a superior, but merely the courtesy of a junior to an elder.

"This junior, Hun Ruoruo, has come to pay my respects to you on behalf of my father."

Hun Ruoruo raised her head, her smile gentle, revealing the composure unique to a victor.

(End of this chapter)