Chapter 248 Ancient Tribes
The next day, the sun rose three a night of hard work, Xiao Yun and the other two, who seemed to be in better spirits due to their high-level Dou Zun cultivation, were still lying in bed.
The couples snuggled up to each other, whispered to each other, and talked about their plans for the future. The atmosphere was wonderful.
However, such a wonderful atmosphere was soon broken by a rapid knock on the door.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Xiao Yun! Sister Medusa, haven't you two gotten up yet?" Then, Zi Yan's voice came into the room through the door.
"No, go to sleep!"
"Stinky Xiaoyun! The sun is out and you're still sleeping! I'll give you three seconds! Otherwise I'll go straight in!"
"伱......"
Hearing this, Xiao Yun became furious, while Medusa looked helpless. She raised her hand and the quilt flew away automatically, and two sets of clothes covered them.
"Okay, let's go out." After squeezing Xiao Yun's hand, Medusa stood up first and walked towards the door.
"Crench!"
As the door opened, Zi Yan, dressed in purple, appeared in their sight.
"Sister Medusa!" Seeing the person who opened the door, Zi Yan took a step forward and threw herself into the arms of the former. She looked like a child who had not been weaned.
"You're already an adult, and you still need someone to hold you?" Xiao Yun also came over and said unhappily to Zi Yan for disturbing his time with Medusa.
"I want it! I want it!" Zi Yan said in a muffled voice, burying her head in Medusa's arms.
Being disturbed by her, Xiao Yun no longer wanted to stay in the room and immediately walked out.
"Let's go out for a walk! The Ancient Saint City is very lively now."
However, when he walked out of the room and turned the corner, he ran into Gu Qingyang.
"Brother Xiao Yun, did you have a good rest last night? Did anyone else disturb you?"
"No, no, I am very satisfied with the nobles' hospitality."
Xiao Yun smiled and walked over to greet him, then asked in confusion: "Brother Qingyang, what are you doing... Is someone coming to attack the Ancient Saint City?"
At this moment, Gu Qingyang was no longer the gentle and gentle man he was yesterday. The black armor on his body was shining with cold light, and one could smell a faint smell of blood, making him look solemn and stern.
“Haha, Brother Xiao Yun really loves to joke.” Gu Qingyang shook his head and said helplessly: “It was not just yesterday’s incident that caused such a big mess in the Yanlei clan alone.
And today is the day when all other families have arrived. People from the Medicine Clan, the Stone Clan, and the Soul Clan have all come here!
They are all extremely arrogant and could easily cause trouble again. As the commander-in-chief of the Black Army, I must naturally eliminate this hidden danger."
"Are you all here..." Hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in Xiao Yun's eyes, and his original intention to go out for a walk was quietly extinguished.
"Brother Qingyang, I wonder if we can go with you. I also want to see the demeanor of other ancient family geniuses!"
"That's what I want. Brother Xiao Yun is from one of the eight ancient clans, so there's nothing wrong with that!" Gu Qingyang laughed and stretched out his hand to lead the three of them out of the manor together.
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The manor is now filled with powerful people from all over the continent. These people are either very powerful or have amazing backgrounds, or have both. They are all chosen by heaven!
And since the ancient clan could gather such a group of talented people here, it was naturally very lively.
Gu Qingyang and Xiao Yun walked side by side, and the group shuttled back and forth in the huge manor. After a while, they finally stopped in front of a tavern loft that covered a large area.
The attic is quite large, and there is a huge stone platform in its center.
At this moment, on the stone platform, fighting spirit was surging, and two figures were moving back and forth like lightning, colliding with each other from time to time, erupting with even stronger fighting spirit.
The fighting spirit swept and spread outwards, but when it was about to leave the stone platform, a barrier suddenly appeared on the edge, blocking all the fighting spirit to prevent it from affecting the surrounding onlookers.
"Did you see it? This stone platform was built overnight by our Black Annihilation Army." Gu Qingyang pointed at the stone platform, then at the two people fighting, and said:
"And the two above are the prides of the Flame Clan and the Thunder Clan."
Hearing this, Xiao Yun's gaze followed his finger and indeed saw that there were flame and lightning marks on the foreheads of the two men respectively.
"He's really combative... But his strength is a little low, only at the level of a nine-star Dou Zong."
To them, the fights between Dou Zongs were like those between children. After watching for a while, they lost interest.
Then, under the guidance of Gu Qingyang, the four of them walked into the attic and headed towards the stands upstairs.
As they walked, the sound of armor colliding was heard, so as soon as they reached the third floor, they attracted a lot of attention.
"Brother Qingyang, you are here!"
Four young men were sitting at a table near the stairs. When they saw Gu Qingyang coming, they immediately stood up to greet him.
Xiao Yun took a look and among them was the ancient monster that he almost killed yesterday.
The latter's expression was no longer as fierce as yesterday, but extremely calm. He must have been taught a lesson by Gu Qingyang when he returned.
Gu Qingyang nodded slightly, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Sit down."
Then, he walked to an empty table on the other side and invited Xiao Yun and the other two to sit down.
"Young Patriarch Xiao! I was impulsive yesterday and offended you. I'm sorry!"
After everyone was seated and the maid respectfully served tea, Gu Yao stood up and walked over, bowing to Xiao Yun to apologize.
"Haha, it's okay, let the past be the past!" Xiao Yun waved his hand in response. He didn't suffer any loss anyway. It was the ancient monster who was almost beaten to death by him.
"Thank you!" After getting Xiao Yun's forgiveness, Gu Yao turned his head and glanced at Gu Qingyang. At the latter's signal, he sat back in his original position.
Although their voices were not loud, everyone present had a high level of cultivation and listened to every word of the conversation.
"Tsk tsk, it seems that Gu Qingyang is really the best in the ancient clan. Gu Yao's character is extremely arrogant, but he can actually make him apologize in public."
Sitting at a round table in the corner of the third floor were three men and one woman. On the forehead of each of them, there was the flame mark that Xiao Yun had seen before.
Obviously, they are all from the Yan clan, one of the eight ancient clans!
The person who spoke earlier was a somewhat frivolous man among the four. "Hehe, Huo Xing, you are totally wrong to think so!"
Opposite the man, a burly middle-aged man smiled and continued, “You think Gu Yao was forced by Gu Qingyang’s majesty.
But I think that they are really impressed by Xiao Yun's cultivation."
"Oh? Uncle San, can you tell Xiao Yun's cultivation level?" the last man in white asked curiously.
When Xiao Yun came up, he wanted to see the former's cultivation level, but the other party seemed to be shrouded in a mist, extremely mysterious, and it was impossible to tell the truth.
"Neither can I. He probably has an extremely strong soul realm, but I guess his cultivation should have just broken through to the high-level Dou Zun."
As soon as he finished speaking, the other three people all showed shocked expressions, even the woman who had not participated in the discussion before and had a somewhat cold personality was no exception.
You have to know that the third uncle in front of them was specially sent by the clan to protect the three of them, and his cultivation has reached the semi-saint level!
"High-level Dou Zun? How old is he? How is he so much ahead of us?"
The man in white's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty. His name was Huo Xuan, and he was one of the most talented people in the Yan clan.
But his current cultivation level is only a two-star Dou Zun. If he wants to cultivate to a high-level Dou Zun, even with the blessing of the Dou Emperor's bloodline, it will take at least five years!
While the people of the Yan clan were shocked, people from other clans were also talking about it.
As for the protagonist of the discussion, Xiao Yun, he just sat there calmly, glancing calmly at the geniuses from other families.
But soon, he became disappointed.
Although the other ancient tribesmen who came to the Ancient Holy City could be called geniuses, most of their cultivation had just broken through to the level of Dou Zun.
It is estimated that his status in the tribe is comparable to that of the ancient monster in the ancient tribe.
However, the people Xiao Yun was really looking forward to, such as Yao Tian, Lei Dong and others, he didn't see any of them.
But think about it, the above people are all treasures of the six ancient tribes, and they are basically candidates for the young clan leader.
If they really come to the ancient clan’s territory, and if the ancient clan members go crazy and use some means to kill these people in the ancient world, the other ancient families will be in trouble.
It was because Xiao Yun had no other choice and he had no conflicts of interest with the ancient clan and could not pose any threat, that he dared to come to the ancient world.
Just when Xiao Yun felt bored and wanted to get up and say goodbye, three figures in black robes quietly came up the stairs.
"People from the Soul Clan?" Seeing the arrival of the three people, Xiao Yun's brows twitched. Among the eight ancient clans, the Soul Clan liked to appear in black robes.
The three figures in black robes were the first to notice Xiao Yun and the others sitting by the stairs.
"Are you Xiao Yun from the Xiao clan?"
The man in the middle of the three black-robed figures had his black robe shaking slightly, and a gloomy voice filled with anger came out.
"It's me, your grandfather! What's the matter, grandson?" Hearing the voice, Xiao Yun knew that the visitor was not friendly, and he replied rudely.
"You..." The black-robed figure was slightly stunned when he heard this, and obviously couldn't react that Xiao Yun would reply like this.
Not only that, even Gu Qingyang on the side was extremely stunned, while people from other ancient families, such as the Yan Clan and the Lei Clan, had already burst into laughter.
It was the first time that these gifted people who had lived at the top of the pyramid since childhood had heard Xiao Yun's somewhat vulgar words.
"Hahaha! This Xiao Yun is really rude when he speaks!"
"..."
"Shut up!"
Hearing the harsh laughter around him, the black-robed figure suddenly raised his head, looked around, and stared at them fiercely.
But everyone here, who all come from ancient families, naturally would not be afraid, but instead laugh even louder.
After realizing that he didn't have the strength to make everyone shut up, he turned his gaze back to Xiao Yun.
"Okay, okay! This is the first time in so many years that someone dares to say this to me!"
The black robe floated up, revealing a face that was extremely ferocious due to anger, and sinister words came out of its mouth.
"What? Do you want to fight?" Xiao Yun didn't care at all. Instead, he leaned forward, looking like he deserved a beating.
This is the ancient clan. Because Gu Qingyang is beside him, he will not take the initiative to attack. But if he can lure the other party to attack first, Xiao Yun will suppress him with thundering means.
However, the man in black robe was not a fool. He would not be easily blinded by anger and knew that his cultivation was not as good as the other party's.
So, no matter how angry he was, he still stood there.
"The people of the Xiao clan are as annoying as ever! Even though you have fallen to this point, it is not in vain to use your words against me!"
"Haha, actually I know a little bit of boxing and kicking. Do you want to try it?" Xiao Yun smiled faintly and raised his hand. A wisp of red fighting spirit surged out and flowed through his body.
This small movement caused the man in black robe to take a step back quickly, but the next moment, his face became even redder.
"Damn it! Xiao Yun, you are so proud now! Going against my Soul Clan! Your ancestors died tragically at the hands of my Soul Clan in the past, and you will suffer the same fate!"
The black-robed man stared at Xiao Yun and said grimly, "I'm here to bring a message to the Thousand Yuan Saint!
Although you managed to escape last time, next time, even the Great Void Ancient Dragon will not be able to protect you!"
"Oh? That Thousand Yuan Saint, could it be that he is the Deputy Master of the Soul Hall? His hand was connected?"
Xiao Yun didn't care about the threat from the Soul Clan. Since they had already broken off relations, he didn't care whether the Soul Clan really wanted to hunt him down or not.
As long as it’s not Emperor Hun Tian who comes, anyone else will have to go back lying down!
"Cherish your last moments!"
Seeing that they were still verbally provoking him, the man in black robe was so angry that he trembled. After saying a cruel word, the space around him twisted slowly, and the next moment, the three black-robed figures disappeared.
(End of this chapter)
