Qing Lin Missing, Straight to the Yellow Dragon!

The atmosphere in the Xiao Family's main hall was suffocatingly tense, pressing down on everyone's breath.

Candlelight flickered unsteadily.

Xiao Li's Dark Iron Axe came down with heavy force, cleaving viciously into the bluestone floor.

Sparks flew in all directions, mirroring the hearts of those present:

Chaotic and seething with rage!

Xiao Ding's face was as grim as iron as he swept his gaze across the room:

"Seven days ago, a foreign force appeared in Stone Mo City."

His voice was low and hoarse.

His eyes never left the sand table.

Staring at the marker where Qing Lin had vanished:

"They call themselves the Iron Mo Mercenary Group and suddenly moved into the southern city."

Xiao Ding's fingertip slowly traced across the sand table:

"And this mercenary group is extremely powerful."

He furrowed his brow slightly:

"There are three Da Dou Shi, and over a dozen Dou Shi."

Xiao Yi Xian pressed her lips together lightly and spoke softly:

"Qing Lin has the Two-Headed Fire Spirit Snake. So the one who took her must also be a Dou Ling."

She paused, gathering her thoughts:

"There were many shattered scales where she disappeared."

"And on that very day, this mercenary group's movements..."

"...coincidentally appeared in the same place she vanished."

"This matter might be related to them!"

Xiao Yi Xian's voice trembled, her worry spreading like water:

"Qing Lin has always been well-behaved and sensible, kind-hearted, and never made enemies with anyone."

"She's just a little girl—there's no profit in capturing her."

"The only thing they could covet is her herself."

"But all she has is that special constitution."

Xiao Yan remained silent, never speaking:

Qing Lin's constitution, if exposed, would definitely attract greedy eyes—that was certain.

But he had already shown Dou Ling, even strength surpassing Dou Ling.

Logically, those old fogies from the Mo Family should know where to draw the line.

Yet they still dared to act.

It seemed they had been dogs for the Misty Cloud Sect too long.

And had learned to bully others by relying on their master's power, not even putting a Dou Ling, or even a Dou King, in their sights.

If that was the case, then the Mo Family had no reason to exist:

"Boom!"

Xiao Yan suddenly slammed his palm down, shattering the Sandalwood Table.

A deafening sound echoed through the main hall as a Gilded Flame burst from his palm.

Blazing fire ignited in his pupils:

"Big brother, second brother, give me the location of their base."

His voice was low and icy, carrying undisguised killing intent.

As he turned, the Crimson Flame dancing in his eyes scorched scorch marks onto the wall.

Desert City's South Alley:

A thick, bloody stench drifted from the Iron Mo Mercenary Group's base.

The main gate was tightly shut.

The aroma of wine and meat mixed with the laughter of burly men seeped through the cracks in the door.

"Boom!"

Xiao Yan lifted his foot and kicked out violently!

The explosive roar of a sonic boom tore through the air.

The crisp sound of shattering was especially piercing.

Relying on his formidable Dou Wang cultivation, Xiao Yan barely made out the fragmented conversation from the courtyard:

"Haha, this mission was way too easy,"

A rough laugh carried through the front yard:

"Just assisting the Great Elder, and we get this kind of reward."

"Hey, who's there!"

Xiao Yan's face darkened as his Crimson Gold Fire Wings spread ten zhang.

They shimmered dazzlingly in the sunlight, blazing and blinding!

"Boom!"

He launched into the air, a solid shockwave exploding outward!

The Dou Wang Pressure bore down like the heavens collapsing!

The immense pressure instantly engulfed the entire encampment.

Like an invisible mountain, it crushed the breath out of everyone:

"Thud, thud, thud!"

The sound of knees hitting the ground rang out without end.

The one-eyed burly man, mid-drink, collapsed to his knees on the spot.

The Glazed Wine Goblet shattered beneath him, spilling liquor that gave off a pungent smell.

His face was full of terror, eyes bulging like copper bells, his voice trembling as he shouted:

"What the hell!?"

"A... a Dou Wang?!"

"Where is she?"

Xiao Yan's voice rang out coldly as he grasped the air with an empty hand.

A fierce suction force erupted instantly, like an invisible giant hand!

It seized the three Da Dou Shi, binding them with chains of fire.

On the chains, the scorching flames seemed eternal:

The scar-faced man on the left spoke in terror:

"Milord, milord, there must be a mistake—"

His voice was filled with fear and pleading, his body writhing against the fiery chains.

His facial muscles twisted into a knot, his eyes brimming with despair.

Before he could finish, the Kirin Devouring Heaven Flame drilled through his seven orifices, incinerating him to ash in an instant!

In that moment, he turned to cinders, not even a scream escaping.

Though the flame's heat was blistering, a bone-chilling cold crept up at that instant.

The spines of everyone in the courtyard!

The dwarf on the right thrashed wildly, his voice sharp as he screamed:

"Milord, I'll talk! You're here for that little girl, aren't you?"

"Yan City, the Mo Family Elder, needs the Jade-eyed Three-flower Pupils for experiments!"

As he shouted, he tore open his shirt, revealing the Ink Snake Tattoo on his chest:

"Miss Qing Lin was captured and taken back to the Mo family yesterday."

"I've told you everything, please, milord, spare—"

"Good."

Xiao Yan's voice was icy, devoid of any warmth.

He tapped his fingertip lightly:

"Ahhh!"

The remaining two turned to ash amid their screams.

The wretched cries echoed through the air.

As Xiao Yan turned, a torrent of Fire Rain poured down.

Like burning meteors, carrying the power of destruction.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Harsh explosions rang out incessantly as flames swept through, reducing the entire mercenary encampment to nothing in an instant!

Seventeen Dou Shi turned to charcoal before they could even draw their blades.

His body was instantly consumed in the fire rain, leaving only a scorched black mark.

Flames surged into the sky, illuminating the entire Desert City.

A day later, the midday market in Yan City was bustling with noise. The streets were packed with crowds of people.

Xiao Yan, Xiao Yi Xian, and Hai Bodong appeared in the middle of the main avenue.

They strode toward the mansion at the city's very center.

"Ah!"

A sudden commotion erupted behind them.

A Golden Silk Sedan Chair charged recklessly through the crowd, overturning a fruit stall and scattering melons and fruit across the ground.

A young girl lifted the sedan curtain and lashed a jade-inlaid horsewhip at an elderly woman who had fallen:

"You lowborn, how dare you block this young lady's path?"

Her eyes were filled with undisguised arrogance and contempt.

A Purple Poison Silk suddenly coiled around the whip's tip.

Xiao Yi Xian turned her head, her voice laced with anger:

"Bullying commoners—quite the display of authority."

The water vat by the street suddenly burst, and poisonous mist condensed into a mandala that enveloped the sedan chair!

The mist gave off a pungent odor, dizzying anyone who caught its scent.

The shape of the mandala flickered faintly within the poisonous haze.

"How dare you!"

Four Dou Master guards drew their swords to strike:

"Chi! Chi! Chi!"

But they were pinned to the wall by Hai Bodong's Ice Prisms.

The ice prisms glinted coldly, holding them fast and immobile.

Mo Linglin's Jade Hairpin suddenly glowed with a faint light:

"How dare you! You dare injure the guards of my Mo Family!"

"Where are you little thieves from? Do you know that my Mo Family—"

"Boom!"

The Heavy Black Ruler slammed into the bluestone pavement, shaking the entire street beneath their feet.

The surrounding townsfolk had long since fled out of sight, and flames ignited at their feet.

Xiao Yan spoke softly:

"Mo Family?"

"Just a dog of the Misty Cloud Sect!"

"What's the matter?"

"Playing the dog and still feeling superior?"

The moment the fire rain touched the ground:

Flames swept—