Chapter 152 : Fellow Transmigrator?

"Senior, who do you think he is!?"

The woman brandishing Dou Qi wings, Yun Yun, gazed at Ran with astonishment.

"Xiao Yan."

"Xiao, Yan... Is that the Xiao Yan I know?"

"Yes, it's that Xiao Yan. Your disciple Nalan Yanlan secretly called off the engagement behind your back."

"But his cultivation has regressed into waste. How could he suddenly... wait, how do you know these things, senior!?"

Yun Yun's face was full of dissent.

She didn't agree with Nalan Yanlan's decision to break off the engagement.

It wasn't about her precious apprentice, the future Sect Master of the Misty Cloud Sect, marrying a waste. It was about the Misty Cloud Sect's reputation in the entire northwestern region being tarnished and trampled upon.

Furthermore, alliances shouldn't be forced.

Yun Yun simply felt that Nalan Yanlan's method of breaking off the engagement was wrong.

Although the law of survival in the Heavenly Flame Continent dictates that the weak are prey to the strong, Nalan Yanlan and Xiao Yan were once fiance.

But then the girl brought elders from powerful factions to annul the engagement in person, even offering medicine pills as compensation.

It was like smearing the opponent's face in the dirt and stepping on it.

Friends turned into enemies.

But considering Nalan Yanlan's youth, Yun Yun couldn't fault her.

She knew her disciple didn't want to be a pawn in marriage, nor did she wish to marry a stranger.

Xiao Yan's talent was not the issue; it was the lack of consent from Xiao Yan.

And confrontations were inevitable.

Xiao Yan had even made a three-year contract with Nalan Yanlan.

Initially, Yun Yun thought it was youthful stubbornness.

Could a fifteen-year-old boy, whose Qi had regressed to the third rank, catch up to the young sect master in three years?

She had assumed Xiao Yan wouldn't join the Misty Cloud Sect after three years, so she quietly offered compensation to prevent escalating hostilities.

But now Ran revealed that Xiao Yan was actually a seven-star fighter in the forest below, contending with two-star fighters.

His Dou Qi realm increased speed and showed talent for leapfrog combat, posing a threat to Nalan Yanlan.

Yun Yun worried that the youth might challenge and defeat Nalan Yanlan when he arrived at the Misty Cloud Sect.

Then things could turn dire.

However, Yun Yun set these concerns aside, turning her worry to Qi Ran.

How did this senior know about Xiao Yan?

How did they know about Nalan Yanlan's split with Xiao Yan?

Hadn't he just arrived in the Jia Ma Empire from another region?

Suddenly, Yun Yun's expression shifted, and she asked incredulously, "Senior, are you here to find him?"

Referring to Xiao Yan.

"Yes," Ran admitted candidly.

Yun Yun's thoughts raced.

This powerhouse, potentially at the peak of Dou Zun, had come specifically to find Xiao Yan, seeming to know him well.

Was he a patron?

Suddenly, Yun Yun didn't care much about finding the Purple Spirit Crystal anymore.

"Boom!"

While Ran and Yun conversed, the situation below changed once again.

After intense confrontation, along with the gravel flying, the sky remained filled with dust and smoke.

In the midst of it, Xiao Yan's figure, holding a longsword, gradually emerged from the haze.

His face was pale, hands trembling on the black ruler, clearly not in good shape.

It wasn't easy to shake a two-star fighter with all his might, given his cultivation as a seven-star fighter.

While he employed some combat skills to bridge the gap between him and the opponent, it was evident that a single strike wouldn't suffice. Engaging in a prolonged battle would inevitably yield fatal consequences.

*Click~*

Xiao Yan swiftly popped a Qi Hui Dan into his mouth, crunching it to swiftly regain his fighting spirit, his gaze vigilant and icy.

Confronted with this scene, the other soldiers recoiled in fear, instinctively creating distance.

"He's running empty on Dou Qi! Get him!"

At that moment, a middle-aged man advanced slowly, his gaze brimming with icy determination.

This lineage had to be erased, or else both he and the factions behind him would face annihilation.

Upon hearing the deputy commander's command, though the mercenaries hesitated, they tightened their grips on their weapons and moved forward.

"Today, you meet your end here!" The middle-aged man's eyes bore into Xiao Yan with malice.

"No, you won't enjoy this," Xiao Yan retorted, a sinister smile gracing his lips as a pair of purple eagle wings, about half a meter each, unfurled from his back.

Fighting Wings? Is the boy a Fighter King? Impossible! Could it be the fabled aerial combat skill?

The middle-aged man's eyes gleamed with avarice, yet fear and madness dominated his expression.

*Boom!*

Xiao Yan's wings flapped, poised to take flight.

Able to fly, but afraid of a little challenge?

"Today's siege will be remembered by Xiao Yan. Today—" Xiao Yan began.

But in the next moment, he felt the energy within him suddenly stagnate, then dissipate completely. The purple eagle wings lost their strength and vanished.

Xiao Yan: ??

The middle-aged men: ?!

"Why wait for tomorrow," a voice echoed from the heavens.

All heads turned upward in unison.

A young, handsome man descended from the sky, his smile gentle as he surveyed them.

Beside him, a beautiful woman manipulated the wings of fighting Qi.

Dou Zong? Dou Huang?

A formidable presence.

"Hey, Teacher, dealing with the big shots now," Xiao Yan mentally communicated with his master.

But the teacher, usually quick-witted, remained silent, devoid of any rhythm.

"How do you wish for their demise?" Ran swiftly approached Xiao Yan, wearing a smile as he inquired.

"What?" Xiao Yan's enthusiasm plummeted to zero.

Could it be that even a police officer of at least Douzong level is willing to aid him? This was beyond what he could have dared to imagine.

"Elder, sir, there seems to be a misunderstanding," stammered the middle-aged man, attempting to justify himself.

But the moment Ran's gaze met his, he promptly sealed his lips. The pressure was simply too immense.

"You're offering to assist me?" Xiao Yan pointed at himself in disbelief, while Yunyun perked up her ears, eager to hear the answer.

Ran furrowed his brows, deeming it too troublesome to elaborate. After a moment of contemplation, he responded, "The Pagoda Town River Demon."

Xiao Yan: ???

Immediately, Xiao Yan's pupils contracted, his body quivering with a mix of excitement and dread, a familiar tremor echoing from the depths of his soul.

"Uranus Geiger!"

"Indeed," affirmed Ran, continuing, "Lithium, hydrogen, hydride, beryllium, boron."

"Carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, and fluoride examination!"

Xiao Yan leaped up with excitement.

"Hometown?"

"Exactly."

"Well, damn. These words convince me of your authenticity more than the initial two slogans."

"How long have you senior been here?"

"We'll discuss that later," Ran interjected, then swiftly gestured before him.

"Thorn."

A peculiar electric arc swept through, reducing the middle-aged man and the others to powder.

Gulp. Xiao Yan swallowed hard.

No remnants left?

What manner of power was this?

It was terrifying!

They were all transmigrators, yet why was this senior so formidable?

"You're quite remarkable, aren't you?" Xiao Yan exclaimed with admiration. He wasn't foolish; he understood the importance of concealing the identity of a transmigrator, much like the ring and Skyfire Three Mysterious Change on his hand.

But Ran made a special journey to find him, indicating that he knew his identity.

At this moment, he could no longer play a fool.

Instead, he remained composed; he might be able to get closer to the fellow transmigrator.

He's really going to succeed.

He has a supporter.

At least a powerhouse at the Douzong level.

Isn't the Jia Ma Empire Empire experiencing internal strife?

"It's just a minor trick," Ran smiled, his eyes transforming into the Rinne Mangekyō.

"I'm curious, my friend, how did you change your eyes?" Xiao Yan was astonished.

Ran immediately realized that this friend was wearing something quite advanced.

At least it can't seen through the Rinnegan.

Secretly activating Kyōka Suigetsu, Ran glanced at the ring on Xiao Yan's finger and said with a smile, "Master Yao, why don't you join me for a chat?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan was stunned.

Master Yao Chen remained motionless.

Yet, in the sky, there were clouds resembling sesame seeds.

Master Yao Chen?

In the Heavenly Flame Continent, the two venerables were not at the beck and call of anyone but belonged to the Dou Zun elite.

There's actually a Dou Zun beside Xiao Yan?

My, my, that explains why Xiao Yan's progress has been so rapid and his performance so outstanding.

It's getting dark... like a ghost.

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