Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 886 Xiao Zhan: Which ancestor? Not familiar (Bonus Chapter!)

The Xiao family, the patriarch's residence.

"So, that's it."

After recounting the whole story in one breath, Hun Ruoruo gently touched her chest and calmly said, "In order to ensure the safety of the Xiao family, I would like to ask you to move with the noble to the Heavenly Tomb of the Soul Realm. My Soul Clan can guarantee that we will not interfere with the noble in any way."

She turned her head and looked at the middle-aged man who seemed to be listening to a foreign language, and said softly, "Uncle Xiao, what do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhan, who had been somewhat dazed, finally came to his senses and hurriedly asked, "Ruo Ruo... oh no, Miss Ruo Ruo, Uncle Rong's hearing isn't very good. Could you please repeat what you said earlier?"

Hun Ruoruo smiled and agreed, repeating, "This is not just the opinion of my Hun clan, but a decree personally issued by our noble ancestor, Senior Xiao Xuan."

Xiao Zhan waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, not this sentence, it's the previous sentence, the previous sentence!"

Hun Ruoruo frowned slightly: "Uh, you mean, the Xiao Clan and the Hun Clan once had a blood feud?"

"What blood feud?" Xiao Zhan suddenly straightened his face. "My uncle has been in charge of the Xiao family for decades and has gone through the family genealogy countless times. How come I don't know that my Xiao family has a blood feud with the Soul Clan?"

"What do you mean?"

"Hey, girl, it's that line about your relationship with Yan'er, your uncle only needs to listen to that one sentence!"

Xiao Zhan nervously rubbed his hands together. His usually dignified and kind face now showed a rare hint of unease, and he vaguely resembled Xiao Yan and Xiao Li by about seven or eight points.

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Hun Ruoruo remained silent.

After a long pause, she took a deep breath, her eyes slightly darting away, and whispered, "Father has agreed to my relationship with Xiao Yan."

"Bang!!"

Xiao Zhan's face flushed red, and the teacup he was holding tightly shattered into countless fragments, splashing boiling water all over the floor.

"Hahaha! Good, good!"

He threw his head back and laughed, his old face glowing red, so excited he almost danced with joy.

To be honest, Xiao Zhan hadn't felt this refreshed in a long time.

As he grew older, even though his cultivation continued to improve, the sharpness in his heart had gradually turned into kindness, along with the tender voices of the Xiao family children as they learned to speak.

For him, cultivation level was no longer the most important thing.

For this reason, when Xiao Ding and Xiao Li were both busy with the affairs of the Xiao family and kept putting off getting married and starting a family, Xiao Zhan would often fly into a rage, looking like he was disappointed in them.

Fortunately, the third child lived up to expectations!
Not only did he return safely from Zhongzhou, but he even brought that godlike person back home. It was truly the blessing of his ancestors.

No, who are our ancestors?

If you're trying to sow discord between your daughter-in-law and my Xiao family, then you can disown your ancestor!

Seeing Xiao Zhan's excited and somewhat unrestrained demeanor, Xiao Yan's lips twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but remind him, "Father, this is a major event involving the relocation of the clan. It's not as simple as moving from Wutan City to the capital like before. We're going to Zhongzhou."

"Hmph, you brat, back when I was fighting against those two powerful families, you were still nursing in your mother's arms!"

For some reason, Xiao Zhan seemed to have become decades younger at this moment, revealing a meaningful expression: "If I'm not mistaken, the Xiao family should have become the target of everyone's criticism by now, right?"

"I still remember the Yunlan Sect incident very well."

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Xiao Yan was speechless.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhan put away his joking expression, stood up and came to Xiao Yan's side, asking with a smile, "Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Xiao Yan looked astonished: "Father."

"Want to know why your father knows this?"

Xiao Zhan bent down slightly, his warm, calloused hand gently patting Xiao Yan's face, and slowly said, "Silly boy, although I don't understand those complicated matters, I understand you." Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan froze on the spot, staring fixedly at the other man.

"The relocation of the entire clan to Zhongzhou is an unprecedented event, but I know that you must have your own reasons. If it weren't for a last resort, you probably wouldn't have chosen to come and see this old man at this time."

Xiao Zhan looked at the young man in front of him with a smile in his eyes, but his eyes were full of his own past self.

"You only report good news and not bad news. In this respect, you and those two brats are just like me."

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo couldn't help but smile, revealing a smile she herself was unaware of, which appeared bright and beautiful in the moonlight, but vanished in an instant.

"Look up, Yan'er."

As the moonlight spilled down, the training ground, which had been shrouded in darkness, was now bathed in light. The stone statue of the boy carrying the heavy ruler stood proudly in the center of the square, seemingly deliberately placed within the sight of the patriarch's mansion.

"This is the only time I've ever misappropriated the Xiao family's funds without permission. I mustn't let those three old men find out."

Xiao Zhan pointed at the statue and said with a smile, "Look, nowadays, everyone in the Xiao family is proud of you."

"You are the one who has the absolute right to speak."

Ever since Xiao Yan left the Northwest Region, he has been constantly on edge, afraid that Xiao Yan would forget his home, and even more afraid that he would never be able to return home.

Fortunately, this obsession has finally been answered.

"As your father, I don't want to be a burden to you, so go ahead and explore with Ruoruo."

Xiao Zhan patted his shoulder, the pressure neither too light nor too heavy, only a calm and profound warmth.

"From now on, home is right beside you."

The moon is like a starry sky, and countless stars fill the heavens.

On the misty hillside behind the mountain, a young man was chewing on a blade of grass, quietly gazing at the moon in the sky.

"Having been to so many places, this back mountain is definitely the most comfortable place to stay," he said contentedly, lying leisurely on the hillside.

"Having been to so many places, this back mountain is definitely the most comfortable place to stay." The girl sitting next to Xiao Yan with her knees drawn up spoke with equal ease, her voice mischievous and clever.

"Could you please stop mimicking my speech?"

Xiao Yan's eyelids twitched slightly, as if he was thinking of some unpleasant memory, and he couldn't help but speak out.

"Tsk, wasn't it all because the Third Young Master kept pestering you to come home with him to coax your father?"

Hun Ruoruo pouted, her tone indignant: "Thanks to your father, they didn't even attend your Xiao family's victory celebration banquet. They're completely an outsider."

When Xiao Zhan was mentioned, for some reason, the girl's tone inexplicably carried a hint of sourness.

"Cough cough."

Xiao Yan coughed violently and scratched his head somewhat awkwardly: "There's a reason for this, isn't there?"

At this point, he seemed to remember something, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He said, "Speaking of which, when I left that celebration banquet, my second brother seemed to have given me some drinks and asked me to bring them to you."

After saying that, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, beautifully packaged bottle.

"Bring it!"

Hun Ruoruo, who was exhausted from the loss, could no longer suppress her desire to get her interest back. Without thinking twice, she snatched the bottle, uncorked it, and opened her mouth to drink it.

However, at that very moment, the words of his former father-in-law suddenly echoed in Xiao Yan's mind, causing his eyes to widen and him to exclaim urgently:
"Wait, Ruoruo, that's...!"

The words were spoken, but it was too late.

Suddenly, the girl's delicate pink tongue emerged from her lips and licked the golden liquid.

"liquor"

With this final thought, Hun Ruoruo's consciousness vanished in an instant.
(End of this chapter)