Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor's Son Xiao Yan

Chapter 54 The Power of the Xiao Clan

The man named Xinhe had clearly lost his mind and lunged at the woman. ღ(¯`◕‿◕´¯) ♫ ♪ ♫ ❻❾𝓈𝒽𝐔Ж.ςσ𝔪 ♫ ♪ ♫ (¯`◕‿◕´¯)ღ

His fighting spirit was palpable; if this woman were to encounter him, she might be seriously injured.

If he drags you back to your room, the consequences will be even more dire.

Xiao Yan is a ruthless person who doesn't really care about the lives of others, but he believes that people cannot, or at least should not, die like this.

If he were still struggling to save himself like in his previous life, he certainly wouldn't care about these things. But this life is different. He only needs to gently push something to change a person's fate.

For no other reason than to avoid upsetting himself, he still chose to take action.

Looking at Xinhe's outstretched hand, the woman's face showed a look of despair. If she was dragged back, she would die. And to make matters worse, she had to die such a miserable and painful death.

Just as she was about to close her eyes in despair, a slender hand reached out and grasped Xinhe's eagle claw.

"Let me go!" Xinhe roared twice, but his hand still did not break free from Xiao Yan's grasp.

He looked up at Xiao Yan, and in his blurred consciousness, Xiao Yan's already handsome face appeared somewhat delicate.

"Roar!" He involuntarily thrust his hips forward.

They even seemed to be lunging at Xiao Yan.

"Fuck your mother." Xiao Yan's expression changed, he took a step back, and then slapped her with a large, unrestrained blow.

With this palm strike, which combined twelve years of internal energy, Xinhe was sent flying like a cannonball.

It only stopped in a ruin after smashing through dozens of buildings.

A moment later, he stood up blankly, his right cheek swollen and his teeth broken. He looked at the shocked crowd around him and his naked body, a look of shame on his face.

But soon, a surge of evil fire rose within him again.

"Abalone, I want abalone!" Xinhe's eyes were slightly red as he ran towards another seafood restaurant, completely ignoring Xiao Yan who was hitting him.

"This is disgusting!" Xiao Yan shook his hand in disgust. The woman sitting on the ground was stunned for a moment before kneeling down in front of Xiao Yan with trembling legs.

"Thank you so much, my benefactor!"

"You're welcome." Xiao Yan's voice revealed a hint of indifference as he left with the two sages of literature and martial arts.

If we show even a little more kindness or enthusiasm at this moment, this good deed might become a problem.

Moreover, he simply didn't want the scene before him to disturb his mood.

For a scumbag, the thing he fears most is having words like "kind" and "honest" used to describe him.

"But to be honest, the curse in those ruins looks a bit scary. If I go in, will I come out the same way?"

Xiao Yan couldn't help but shudder when he recalled Xinhe's indiscriminate eating.

Just then, he suddenly felt a cold gaze fixed on him from afar.

Looking up, he was astonished to see the spirit of the Medicine Clan.

"Cousin!" Xiao Yan called out to Yao Ling from a great distance.

Yao Ling's originally cold eyes froze for a moment, and Xiao Yan walked over as she frowned.

"You've mistaken me for someone else," Yao Ling said coldly as she looked at Xiao Yan approaching.

"You haven't mistaken me for someone else. My mother is also from the Medicine Clan. You should have heard of Yao Xian's name, right?" Xiao Yan casually claimed kinship.

"So you're Yao Xian's child." Yao Ling didn't speak, but an old woman standing to the side said with a smile.

Yao Xian's father was also a Dou Sheng elder of the Yao clan, and a peak seventh-grade alchemist. Although he was not a big shot in the Yao clan, he was not an unknown figure either.

"Hey, Xiao Wen, Xiao Wu, what brings you two old folks out here?" Another old woman named Yao Xu greeted the two saints, Wen and Wu, with a smile.

"I didn't expect we'd all be acquaintances," Xiao Yan said with a hearty laugh, causing the two old women to glance at him sideways.

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"Hehe, you two have both become protectors, so why can't we be protectors too?" Xiao Wen said with a smile.

"You two will serve as protectors." Yao Xu, standing to the side, looked surprised.

"It seems that Yao Xian's child is also a prodigy in your Xiao clan."

"Hehe." Xiao Wen didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly. His unfathomable appearance made the two old women even more suspicious of Xiao Yan's identity.

These two old guys are half-saints. What kind of geniuses are they that deserve two half-saints to protect them?

It should be noted that even Yao Tian, ​​the prospective young patriarch of the Yao Clan, was protected by a half-saint during his initial training.

The four elderly people had plenty to talk about, occasionally reminiscing about the past.

Xiao Yan kept calling Yao Ling "cousin" to get closer to her, but Yao Ling didn't seem to be interested in him. She remained aloof and occasionally gave indifferent answers to a couple of questions.

"See you tomorrow, cousin!" Xiao Yan smiled and waved to Yao Ling as they walked to the last courtyard.

"See you tomorrow." Yao Ling nodded, her expression still indifferent.

After Yao Ling returned to her courtyard, Xiao Yan muttered, "She's so damn aloof."

"Hehe, after all, he's a genius with a powerful background, so it's normal for him to be a bit aloof." Xiao Wen waved his hand, and a barrier covered and concealed the courtyard.

Of course, you shouldn't let others hear you talking badly about someone.

"Hmph, once I become a Dou Di, let's see if you still dare to be so disrespectful!" Xiao Yan curled his lip.

Meanwhile, in the other courtyard, Yao Ling's perpetually cold face finally thawed a little, though it remained somewhat indifferent.

"Elder Xu, what do you think of that young man from the Xiao clan?"

"Miss, this young man's talent is probably no less than that of the young clan leader." Yao Xu, who was standing to the side, was no longer as relaxed and cheerful as she had been with the two sages of literature and martial arts.

She also set up a barrier to shield the entire courtyard, since it's not good to talk about others behind their backs.

"You mean, his talent is no less than my brother's?" Yao Ling's usually indifferent face showed a hint of surprise.

"Hehe, Miss, didn't you notice that the aura emanating from this young man is at the Dou Huang level?" Yao Xu chuckled.

"Indeed, to become a Dou Huang at such a young age, his talent is indeed comparable to that of my brother back then." Yao Ling nodded. In her memory, Yao Tian should have entered the Dou Huang realm at around fifteen years old.

She herself only reached the Douhuang level when she was nearly eighteen years old. Of course, what was truly terrifying about Yao Ling was not her Dou Qi, but her terrifying soul power.

Among her peers, her spiritual power has always been the most terrifying.

"That's not all," Yao Xu said calmly. "Does Miss know that the two old fellows beside that brat Xiao Yan have already reached the Half-Saint realm a long time ago?"

Upon hearing this, even Yao Ling's eyes widened in surprise.

"Even if the Xiao Clan has many experts, they wouldn't send two half-saints as protectors, would they? It seems that this boy's status is probably even higher than that of an ordinary saint from the Xiao Clan," Yao Xu said.

"It seems that Xiao Yan is indeed a genius." Yao Ling nodded.

"Hehe, Miss, if it's not necessary, you should treat Xiao Yan better."

Yao Xu said softly, "After all, although our Yao Clan and Xiao Clan are both among the seven ancient clans, we all know that even if the Xuan Emperor of the Xiao Clan doesn't take action, the Xiao Clan's strength is enough to suppress the other six clans."

Upon hearing this, even Yao Ling couldn't help but sigh.

The Xiao clan, this ancient clan, is truly too powerful.

My cervical spondylosis flared up, and I get dizzy just looking at the computer. I'm so sad!

(End of this chapter)