Get Out of Wu Tan City

"So, you're saying this old gentleman is your senior brother's disciple?"

Inside the Xiao Family's main hall, Xiao Zhan and several elders looked at one another in bewilderment.

When this Third Grade Alchemist had first arrived at the Xiao Family, his old face had been filled with arrogance. Yet after following Xiao Yan out for a trip, he had become incomparably respectful.

"That's right. I have a senior brother I've never met, who has now established himself in the Black-Corner Region. Little Long is my senior brother's disciple.

After meeting my teacher, he quickly recognized the aura of our lineage and immediately acknowledged his grandmaster. Naturally, I became his Little Martial Uncle."

Standing beside Liu Panlong, Xiao Yan innocently spread his hands.

Hearing Xiao Yan call him "Little Long" over and over, Xiao Zhan and the elders exchanged glances again. They were initially rather dumbfounded, but delight soon appeared on their faces.

According to Xiao Yan, this Third Grade Alchemist, Liu Panlong, would be living with the Xiao Family for the long term from now on. Furthermore, at Xiao Yan's teacher's request, Liu Panlong would regularly refine medicine for the Xiao Family.

For a small clan like the Xiao Family, suddenly having a Third Grade Alchemist working for them truly felt like a windfall had fallen from the sky.

"Good, good, good! From today onward, my Xiao Family will set aside a luxurious residence for Mister Panlong to live in and refine medicine. If you need anything in the future, just say the word."

Having accepted this fact, Xiao Zhan decisively and generously selected an extremely luxurious courtyard from the Xiao Family and gifted it to Liu Panlong.

Xiao Yan had no objections to this. He had always been very generous toward those under him.

So long as Liu Panlong could make sufficient contributions to the Xiao Family, even if he were truly a dog, Xiao Yan would still give him adequate treatment.

"Young Clan Leader, may I ask what grade of alchemist your senior brother—that is, Mister Panlong's teacher—is?"

The Grand Elder suddenly spoke from the side, curiosity on his face.

He now held Xiao Yan in the highest regard, even addressing him as Young Clan Leader.

Upon hearing the Grand Elder's question, Xiao Zhan and the other elders also looked curiously at Xiao Yan and Liu Panlong.

"Uh, probably Sixth Grade. My senior brother is rather low-key. It's enough for the elders to know this; don't spread it around."

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Yan casually answered, his eyes also glancing at Liu Panlong beside him.

"Isn't that right, Little Long?"

"Yes, Little Martial Uncle!"

Liu Panlong was briefly stunned before hurriedly nodding like a pecking chick. "My teacher prefers peace and quiet, so I won't reveal my honored master's name."

"A Sixth Grade Alchemist!"

Upon hearing Xiao Yan's words, Xiao Zhan and the others could not help drawing sharp breaths, despite having witnessed Xiao Yan's peculiarities many times before.

A Sixth Grade Alchemist would count as one of the highest-ranking alchemists in the Jia Ma Empire.

The elders in particular found Xiao Yan's background even more unfathomable. Even one of his senior brothers possessed the abilities of a Sixth Grade Alchemist—just how terrifying must his teacher be?

Xiao Yan had not lied entirely. He did indeed have a senior brother, who was indeed in the Black-Corner Region and was indeed a Sixth Grade Alchemist.

However, that senior brother had absolutely nothing to do with Liu Panlong, and his relationship with Xiao Yan was not particularly good either.

With Liu Panlong's arrival, the various members of the Xiao Family began to attach even greater importance to Xiao Yan.

Especially after many of them saw Liu Panlong, clad in the robes of a Third Grade Alchemist, behaving with utmost respect toward Xiao Yan, their gazes toward Xiao Yan became even more reverent.

After moving into the Xiao Family, Liu Panlong did not wait for Xiao Yan's instructions. With Xiao Yan's nod of approval, he had already dispatched several Xiao Family members to race off in different directions.

Their purpose was to invite several fighters to deal with the Jia Lie Clan.

For a Third Grade Alchemist, inviting Dou Ling experts might be rather difficult, but calling upon several Da Dou Shi experts to lend a hand was effortless.

Three days later, while the Jia Lie Clan was still bewildered and had yet to react, Liu Panlong led a full eight Da Dou Shi experts straight at the Jia Lie Clan.

Upon seeing eight Da Dou Shi-level experts descend upon them, the previously composed Jia Lie Clan immediately became extremely nervous.

After all, the Jia Lie Clan had only five Da Dou Shi experts in total. The eight Da Dou Shi brought by Liu Panlong might not be enough to wipe out the Jia Lie Clan outright, but if they truly came to blows, severe losses would be unavoidable.

"Heh heh, Jia Liebi, you bastard actually dared to scheme against me. Today, on my Little Martial Uncle's orders, I will drive your Jia Lie Clan out of Wu Tan City."

Within the Jia Lie Clan's main hall, Liu Panlong had once again resumed his arrogant expression, acting even more overbearing than before.

He intended to vent all the terror and humiliation he had suffered at Xiao Yan's hands upon the Jia Lie Clan.

"Little Martial Uncle? Who is your Little Martial Uncle? Why does he want to deal with our Jia Lie Clan?"

Faced with Liu Panlong's sudden change of attitude, Jia Liebi and the clan's upper echelon were both terrified and unwilling to accept it.

Just who was this inexplicable Little Martial Uncle? Why was he targeting the Jia Lie Clan?

"My Little Martial Uncle is naturally Young Master Xiao Yan of the Xiao Family."

Looking at Jia Liebi's terrified expression, Liu Panlong revealed a mocking sneer.

"If it hadn't been for you, I truly would never have imagined that Young Master Xiao Yan of the Xiao Family was actually my Little Martial Uncle."

"You bastard, you actually wanted to use this old man to deal with my Little Martial Uncle. The fact that my Little Martial Uncle didn't wipe out your Jia Lie Clan already shows his mercy."

He was not wrong. If Jia Liebi had not deliberately misled him and withheld the full truth, how could he have suffered such humiliation and become Xiao Yan's Medicine Slave?

Yet it was also because Jia Liebi had not told him the truth that he received Yao Lao's guidance, allowing him to see hope of advancing to Fourth Grade, Fifth Grade, and even Sixth Grade.

"Your Little Martial Uncle is Xiao Yan!"

After hearing those words, Jia Liebi's face instantly turned ashen. Even the several Jia Lie Clan higher-ups behind him went pale.

They had thought they had found an important figure to deal with Xiao Yan, only to discover that this so-called important figure had become a blade in Xiao Yan's hands after visiting the Xiao Family.

"That's right."

Seeing Jia Liebi in such a state, Liu Panlong continued to sneer faintly. "You dared to scheme against my Little Martial Uncle. With the little strength your Jia Lie Clan possesses, even a hundred of you would not be enough to destroy.

My Little Martial Uncle is simply merciful and unwilling to create too much bloodshed."

With that, he loudly declared as if passing judgment, "I'll give your clan three days. After three days, don't let me see another member of the Jia Lie Clan in Wu Tan City.

Otherwise, the next time I come to the Jia Lie Clan, it won't just be these few friends of mine coming with me.

If you anger me, I can even invite two Dou Ling experts."

His words made the entire Jia Lie Clan leadership tremble slightly. Though Dou Ling and Da Dou Shi were separated by only one realm, the gap between them was absurdly vast.

The large and small factions of Wu Tan City had no fewer than twenty Da Dou Shi experts combined, yet not a single Dou Ling had appeared so far.

One Dou Ling alone possessed the strength to destroy the entire Jia Lie Clan.

What made Jia Liebi and the others tremble even more was the question of just what level the alchemist behind Xiao Yan had reached.

A Third Grade Alchemist like Liu Panlong alone could force the Jia Lie Clan to lower their heads. How terrifying, then, must the grandmaster whom Liu Panlong treated with such deep respect be?

To a person like that, crushing them to death would probably be as easy as crushing an ant.