Chapter 241: Dou Ancestor Yun Shan

Chapter 241: Dou Ancestor Yun Shan

"It's finally over."

Looking at Nalan Yanran, who had fallen to the ground, Xiao Yan breathed a long sigh of relief before immediately taking out a healing and qi recovering pill from his storage ring.

As Yun Yun was also present when the three-year agreement was made, Xiao Yan did not mention anything about getting divorced or wrote a divorce letter at the time.

So now that Xiao Yan had won, he immediately said, "Nalan Yanran, from now on, you will no longer have any ties with my Xiao family. Remember, this marriage was not withdrawn by you, but rather, it was rejected by me!"

Xiao Yan raised his head towards the group of people above the trees, but his face suddenly changed when he saw Gu He staring at him.

Immediately, he turned around and took out the huge Heavy Xuan Ruler from the ground and put it into his storage ring before walking out of the square under the gaze of countless people.

As he walked out of the square, when his feet were about to touch the stairs, a faint voice finally rang out, causing Xiao Yan's heart to sink even deeper.

"Junior Xiao Yan, please stay for a while, there is something my Misty Cloud Sect needs to check..."

Hearing the voice echoing across the square, Xiao Yan abruptly stopped his footsteps, and with his back facing the square, he tilted his head and took a deep breath of air, while the fist hidden in the sleeve of his robe was slightly clenched.

On a giant tree, Hai Bodong and Jia Xingtian's eyebrows also furrowed at that moment, and their eyes were drawn to the center of the square, where the faces of Yun Leng and the others looked very strange. Looking at the not very pleasant face of Yun Yun and Gu He beside them, they both understood that something big would happen today.

In the square, following Yun Leng's voice, everyone's gazes once again focused on the slender figure who was about to descend the steps.

On the ground, Nalan Yanran wiped the blood from the corner of her lips and stood up with difficulty, looking up with complicated eyes at Xiao Yan's back. She turned to Yun Leng and the others and said, "First Elder, in today's competition, Yanran was actually less skilled than the other party..."

"Yanran, this is not because of the competition matter. You should step aside for the time being." Yun Leng waved his hand, his face looking serious.

Seeing Yun Leng's expression, Nalan Yanran was surprised for a moment, and after a slight hesitation, she could only nod and slowly retreat to the side, while the Misty Cloud Sect disciples who were there hurriedly stood up to let her pass.

After Yun Leng's voice rang out, a hush fell over the scene, with only the countless gazes mixed with doubt contemplating the motionless back.Discover new chapters at novelhall.com

The atmosphere in the silent square was somber and unsettling.

Xiao Yan wanted to argue cunningly, although he had a great deal of help, it was better not to escalate things if he could.

"You don't need to argue cunningly, you should know very well how sensitive Alchemists are to the flame aura! I, Gu He, being a sixth-tier Alchemist, would not stoop so low as to falsely accuse you." Looking coldly at Xiao Yan, Gu He said.

The moment Gu He's words were spoken, the crowd believed eighty to ninety percent of what Yun Leng had said since Gu He's reputation in the Jia Ma Empire was really quite good.

"Master Xiao Ming, you also possess a Heavenly Flame, so I guess you know that the Heavenly Flame's aura isn't that easy to confuse, right?".

"..."

Upon hearing Gu He shift the problem onto himself, Xiao Ming did not rush to speak in Xiao Yan's favor, anyone with a little understanding of flames knows that it was not so easy to confuse a Heavenly Flame. If he stubbornly denied it, others would not fail to find fault with his words.

Since it was useless to make excuses, it was better to fight it out.

"Elder Yun Leng, there are too many people with Heavenly Flames in the world, and I don't want to waste any more time arguing with you. If you don't have conclusive evidence, it's better not to slander me. Although the Misty Cloud Sect is powerful, if this kind of reputation spreads, it will not be good for you. Besides, it's up to me to decide whether to leave or stay. You have no right to make decisions for me! Our Xiao Clan is also not something to be trifled with!"

After speaking, Xiao Yan ignored the situation, turned around, and was about to step down the stone steps.

"It's true that your Xiao Clan is not something to be trifled with, but that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want, Xiao Yan! If we let you go like this today, what face my Cloud of Mist Sect will be left with?"

With a cold smile, Yun Leng suddenly took out a milky white flute from his storage ring, put it to his lips, and blew fiercely. Suddenly, a somewhat strange and sharp sound rang out from the flute.

The sharp sound of the flute echoed throughout Misty Cloud Mountain, lasting for a long time.

Everyone in the square was taken aback by Yun Leng's actions and the only sound that could be heard was the flute's eerie melody.

Jia Xing Tian and Hai Bodong briefly exchanged a glance and immediately, both of their eyes suddenly widened as if they had just remembered something.

'It's that old man! He's not dead yet!'

As Jia Xing Tian and Hai Bodong were speechless, a vast and majestic aura descended from the depths of Misty Cloud Mountain, like an ancient awakened dragon, with unmatched pressure!