The Streets Are Clear Now!

Xiao Yan stood in midair, his broad Fire Wings spread behind him, streaked red and yellow.

With every flap, scorching waves of fire twisted the surrounding air.

"Dou Qi Transformation Wings, a Dou Wang?"

Xiao Yu's pupils trembled as she said shakily, "No! The aura he's giving off is somewhat similar to Instructor Ruo Lin's. He's clearly a Da Dou Shi!"

"But he's only fifteen. How could he possibly have become a Da Dou Shi!"

"And those wings on his back..."

Whoosh! Xiao Yan laughed loudly and dismissed his Fire Wings. With a tap of his toe, he landed on the ground.

"Cousin Xiao Yan, you've advanced to Da Dou Shi?"

Though Xiao Ning was equally shocked, he found it far easier to accept than the stupefied Xiao Yu.

"Crack, crack!"

Xiao Yan rolled his shoulders a few times, feeling the Dou Qi within him, now several times more abundant than before, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Though the Flame Mantra is only Profound Middle-Rank, in actual combat, it can fully rival an Earth Middle-Rank cultivation method."

"Even without using Heavenly Flames, I can now fight a Six-Star Great Dou Shi!"

Xiao Yan snapped his fingers lightly, and red-and-yellow flames danced like sprites.

At his current stage, he could only fuse two Heavenly Flames.

But that was already terrifying enough!

"This..." Xiao Yu's breathing stopped as she stared at the flames on Xiao Yan's fingertips.

The aura they gave off alone far surpassed Instructor Ruo Lin's full-force attack.

If they landed on someone...

For the first time, Xiao Yu looked at Xiao Yan with a trace of fear.

"The Profound Fire Mirror was created by Xiao Xuan. He shares my surname, at least."

The Profound Fire Mirror was a collection of Secret Techniques, encompassing all manner of things.

The method for fusing Heavenly Flames within it left Xiao Yan greatly impressed, and he could not help praising its brilliance.

Whoosh!

Xiao Yan's figure flashed, leaving behind only several distorted afterimages of flame.

In the blink of an eye.

He appeared again.

"What speed!" Xiao Yu cried out in alarm.

Even the Dou Ling Elders in the academy were far slower than Xiao Yan had been just now!

"Need something?" Xiao Yan glanced at Xiao Yu.

"No..."

Xiao Yu's scalp went numb as she kept backing away.

Simply standing near Xiao Yan made it difficult for her to breathe, nearly causing her to faint.

"If there's nothing, then stop swaying those long legs of yours around. If I accidentally touch you again, you'll have to chase me down for another six months."

"You..."

Xiao Yu instantly flew into a rage. Not caring that Xiao Yan was a Da Dou Shi, she moved to draw her sword.

"Young Master Xiao Yan!"

Zhou Yuan suddenly rushed over and said anxiously, "Hurry to the Mittel Auction House! Clan Leader Xiao and several elders have been detained by the Mite'er Family's clan leader!"

"Mittel Tengshan?"

Xiao Yu was startled. "Xiao Yan, what did you do this time? How could the Xiao Family provoke a colossal force like the Mite'er Family?"

When Xiao Yu turned around, the icy expression on Xiao Yan's face frightened her into immediate silence.

"Teng Shan, you old dog. If you dare touch even a hair on my father's head, I'll slaughter the Mite'er Family until not even chickens and dogs remain!"

Mittel Auction House.

Reception Hall.

Inside the hall, Xiao Zhan and several elders stood uneasily.

The source of their pressure was the gray-haired old man seated at the head of the room.

Mittel Tengshan! "Clan Leader, regarding Elder Lei Ou..."

Mittel Tengshan waved a hand, stopping Ya Fei before she could explain on Xiao Yan's behalf.

His cloudy eyes narrowed into a smile as he looked at Xiao Zhan.

"You must be Xiao Yan's father, Xiao Zhan? Your son's engagement to the Nalan Niece has caused quite a stir in the Imperial Capital, and your name has become rather well known because of it."

Xiao Zhan stood with his hands at his sides as a bead of sweat the size of a soybean uncontrollably trickled down his face.

Having spent most of his life in Wutan City, the strongest person he had ever seen was merely a Three Star Dou Ling.

Mittel Tengshan's intimidating presence was easy to imagine.

"Don't be so nervous. Sit."

Mittel Tengshan slightly raised his chin, indicating the seat beside him.

"I wouldn't dare!"

Xiao Zhan gritted his teeth and cupped his hands. "I am deeply sorry for Elder Lei Ou's death! It was all because I failed to discipline him properly. I am willing to bear every punishment alone!"

"Clan Leader..." The Great Elder looked grief-stricken.

"You bear it?"

Mittel Tengshan clasped his hands together, shook his head, and chuckled. "Elder Lei Ou's life is not something you can afford."

Smack!

Xiao Zhan resolutely pulled out a dagger and slammed it hard onto the table. The ruthless sound made Ya Fei's eyelids twitch slightly.

"You are a giant of Jia Ma, while I, Xiao Zhan, am merely a local tyrant from some small town."

"Tell me plainly, what must I do to ease your anger?"

"I will submit to whatever you decide!"

Watching Xiao Zhan's grim expression, Ya Fei murmured inwardly, No wonder Xiao Yan acts so decisively.

He has an equally fierce father.

"What your son crushed beneath his foot was not merely Elder Lei Ou's neck, but the Mite'er Family's dignity as well."

Mittel Tengshan slowly said, "If you wish to save your son's life, you are not qualified enough. Unless..."

"Unless what?"

The tightly shut doors burst open, and a Black Robe figure slowly walked in.

A bone-chilling killing intent gradually spread through the hall.

"Senior, you've finally arrived!"

Ya Fei let out a sigh of relief and lowered her head to Mittel Tengshan. "Clan Leader, he is the mysterious master of Xiao Yan I told you about!"

Mittel Tengshan narrowed his eyes, his gaze slowly sweeping over the Black Robe figure who had brazenly taken a seat.

"There has never been such an alchemist in the Jia Ma Empire. Did he come from the Chu Yun Empire, or..."

As countless thoughts ran through Mittel Tengshan's mind, an aged voice slowly rang out.

"You are Mittel Tengshan? Even a Da Dou Shi can become an elder in your family. As clan leader, you do not seem particularly competent either."

Mittel Tengshan did not flare up. He merely smiled faintly. "You are Xiao Yan's master? That little Xiao Yan brat dared to act so recklessly because he has a Tier-4 Alchemist backing him."

"But even a Tier-4 Alchemist would find it difficult to run wild throughout the Jia Ma Empire."

The Black Robe figure remained unmoved. "What do you want?"

Mittel Tengshan continued smiling. "Making Elder Lei Ou an elder of the Mite'er Family was truly a helpless choice. But if you believe the Mite'er Family's elders are only at that level, then you have greatly underestimated the Mite'er Family."

"The two standing outside the door are Dou Ling Elders of my Mite'er Family."

"The one five hundred meters down the street is a Dou Ling Elder of my Mite'er Family."

"The one a thousand meters down the street is a Dou Ling Elder of my Mite'er Family."

"All the way to the gates of Wutan City, every one you can see is a Dou Ling Elder of the Mite'er Family."

"And I myself am a Dou Wang."

Mittel Tengshan's gaze was profound, his face full of smiles. "Your Excellency, shall we have a proper talk?"

Xiao Zhan and the elders swallowed with difficulty.

Was this the great family from the Imperial Capital?

It truly was terrifying! Compared to the enormous Mite'er Family, the tiny Xiao Family was like a minuscule mayfly.

Looking at Mittel Tengshan's smile, Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Are you threatening me?"

Whoosh! Before Mittel Tengshan could answer, the Black Robe figure abruptly vanished, leaving behind only a brilliant trail of flame.

Bang, bang, bang! A rapid series of dull impacts from heavy objects hitting the ground rang out outside the door.

Then—

Crash!

More than a dozen exquisite Elder Jade Tokens were casually tossed onto the table.

Xiao Yan silently returned to his seat as his hoarse voice rang out.

"The streets are clear now."