Then, Jue sat down on the ground and put the spiritual fruit into his mouth again.
He took small bites, making crisp "smack" sounds.
He looked extremely focused, his eyes bright.
Wei Yan withdrew her hand, turned her gaze to Nan Xunran, and asked softly, "A-Ran, are you going to take him back to the Nan Clan?"
Upon hearing this, Jue immediately stopped chewing.
His ears twitched slightly, perking up as he nervously awaited Nan Xunran's reply.
Nan Xunran simply replied, "Mm."
Wei Yan nodded gently, her voice as soft as water. "Okay."
She lowered her head slightly, and strands of hair slipped down, obscuring half of her face as she pondered silently.
I couldn't fathom the aura emanating from Jue, but I was certain that her cultivation level was extremely high.
With such strength, staying by A-Ran's side is the most appropriate choice.
Xiao Family
When the Lineage saw Wei Yan returning from afar, his expression tightened, and he hurriedly ran to her side.
When he arrived in front of Wei Yan, he saw that Wei Yan was all alone, and Nan Xunran was nowhere to be seen.
He was slightly taken aback, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.
But he quickly realized his lapse in composure and hurriedly lowered his eyelids.
He dared not ask any questions rashly, but instead bowed respectfully, said, "Sir."
Immediately, his gaze involuntarily glanced behind Wei Yan, but he did not see Xiao Xueyin's figure.
He couldn't help but speak, and asked hesitantly, "... Sir, where is Yin'er?"
Wei Yan curled the corners of her lips into a slight smile.
The Lineage, unaware of the situation, suddenly felt a sense of unease.
He forced a smile, his expression appearing extremely stiff.
Just then, he heard Wei Yan's soft voice. "She's dead."
The smile on the Lineage's face froze instantly, and he exclaimed in disbelief, "What?!"
The next instant, Wei Yan's smile vanished completely, and he said in a calm tone, "Slaughter the entire Xiao Family, leave no one alive."
She would never allow the Xiao Family to have any possibility of retaliating against A-Ran and herself, not even the slightest possibility.
This potential threat must be eradicated as soon as possible; it must not be allowed to have even the slightest chance of sprouting.
As soon as he finished speaking, a thick, impenetrable fog surged in.
Countless dark figures emerged silently from the black mist, instantly surrounding the entire Xiao Family compound.
The dark figures exuded a chilling, sinister aura, and moved in perfect unison.
Immediately afterwards, they raised their hands to form hand seals, and mysterious runes bloomed with eerie light in the air.
Then, a powerful magic array rose from the ground, like a huge cage, trapping everyone in the Xiao Family.
The Lineage watched helplessly as the magic array trapped everyone in the Xiao Family. His legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
His hands trembled as he struggled to support himself, his voice shaking as he cried out, "... Sir, what have we done wrong that you treat us like this?!"
Wei Yan's tone remained unchanged, "Those who fail to discipline their clan's youth will have to pay the price."
The Lineage looked astonished and asked in confusion, "Disciple?"
His mind raced, his eyes darting around, and in an instant, he realized something. "You mean Xiao Chen?!"
Wei Yan smiled and nodded slightly, adding, "And Xiao Xueyin too."
The Lineage clenched his teeth, his face displaying a complex mix of regret and pain.
Sure enough, Xiao Chen went to find Yin'er!
He forced a smile and said in a trembling voice, "Sir, their matter has nothing to do with our Xiao Family. Please, have mercy on us!"
Wei Yan's smile was gentle, but her words carried a chilling coldness. "Blame it on your surname, Xiao."
Seeing that peace talks were hopeless, the Lineage trembled uncontrollably, filled with grief and anger at being driven to the brink of despair.
He raised his arm, his trembling fingers pointing at Wei Yan, his voice hoarse as he roared, "You killed us, but sooner or later someone will avenge us! The Xiao Family will never be extinct!"
Upon hearing this, Wei Yan's lips curled into a smile. "Don't worry, they will all go to the Yellow Springs with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the Following Wind Guards turned cold, and they swung their arms sharply, plunging their swords into the ground.
With a loud bang, the ground shook violently, and countless cracks appeared and spread rapidly.
Immediately afterwards, a dark red magic circle gradually appeared, exuding a sinister aura.
The dark red light at the center of the magic circle flickered incessantly, as if it could devour everything.
Then, a beam of light shot straight up from the center of the magic array, turning the entire sky dark red.
The next second, several people fell from the pillar of light, their faces filled with panic as they looked around in disbelief.
One of them, upon seeing the Lineage, widened his eyes and exclaimed, "Grandpa Patriarch?!"
He turned his head rapidly, his face full of confusion, his brows furrowed tightly. "How did I get back to my clan??"