Xiao Xuan: You Say the Young Master of the Soul Clan Is the Xiao Clan's Future Clan Leader's Wife?

"Xiao Clan ancestor... Xiao Xuan!"

Hun Yu and the others cried out in shock, making Xiao Yan's body tremble violently. His once-still blood seemed to have been set ablaze, stirring with an unfamiliar yet strangely intimate feeling.

His expression shifted. Then, ignoring the girl's wide, starry eyes, he directly seized her slender hand, interlocking their fingers and gripping it tightly in his palm.

In that instant, an unprecedented tension spread throughout Xiao Yan's entire body.

The next moment, beneath everyone's gaze, a figure dressed in pale cyan robes silently emerged from the void. Though his arrival caused not the slightest disturbance, everyone present was struck by a strange illusion.

It felt as though even the heavens and earth here could not bear this man's descent.

"The Soul Clan... still carries that same loathsome scent of bloodline."

Xiao Xuan slowly raised his head and sighed softly.

His black hair fell over his shoulders, and his eyes were as dark as ink, unfathomably deep like black holes. He quietly watched the Blue-haired Girl standing beside Xiao Yan. After a long while, he suddenly shook his head. "Unfortunately, it seems I cannot say what I truly think."

"But... but haven't you already said it?"

Hun Yu stared at him in terror and groaned in a voice so faint it was nearly inaudible.

Though the Soul Clan possessed incomparably deep foundations, the man before them had once stood at the absolute peak of the Dou Qi Continent. Even their own Clan Leader never concealed his admiration whenever he mentioned him.

Before such a supreme being, even if he openly declared his disgust for the Soul Clan, they did not dare utter a single word of rebuttal.

"Hmm?"

At those words, Xiao Xuan's gaze flickered slightly. Then a faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared on his