Pressure from the Elders!

The main hall of the Jia Lie Clan was deathly silent.

Jia Lie Bi stood in the center of the hall, his entire body trembling as he looked at the corpse on the floor.

Jia Lie Ao lay there, his blood already dried and his face deathly pale.

"Who did this?" Jia Lie Bi's voice was low, as if he were suppressing something.

A disciple of the Jia Lie Clan knelt on the ground, his voice trembling, "Clan Head, it was Xiao Yan. The Young Master encountered Xiao Yan on the street, and for some reason, a conflict broke out. Xiao Yan killed the Young Master."

Jia Lie Bi's fists clenched, making a cracking sound.

"Xiao Yan." He gritted his teeth as he spat out the name.

An elder stepped forward and spoke, "Clan Head, that Xiao Yan killed an elder of the Misty Cloud Sect. I heard it was an elder at the level of a Dou King."

"Bullshit," Jia Lie Bi roared, "That trash Xiao Yan could kill a Dou King expert?"

Another elder said, "Clan Head, that is what everyone outside is saying. If it weren't true, how would Xiao Yan dare to touch someone from our Jia Lie Clan?"

"I said it's impossible, and it's impossible," Jia Lie Bi said coldly, "A piece of trash with only three stages of Dou Disciple, killing a Dou King expert? Do you believe that?"

The several elders looked at each other and fell silent.

"Xiao Yan killed my son; this grudge must be avenged," Jia Lie Bi said, "Let's go. To the Xiao Clan."

An elder advised, "Clan Head, please think twice. If Xiao Yan really killed a Dou King expert, we are just throwing our lives away by going there."

"Are you afraid?" Jia Lie Bi looked at him, his eyes filled with rage.

"I am not afraid; I am thinking of the clan," the elder said.

"No need to think anymore," Jia Lie Bi said, "My son cannot die in vain."

After he finished speaking, he strode toward the exit.

The elders looked at one another, having no choice but to follow.

In the Xiao Clan's main hall, the elders had gathered once again, sitting around Xiao Zhan.

"Xiao Zhan, you cannot delay this any longer," the First Elder began, "Xiao Yan killed an elder of the Misty Cloud Sect. This matter must be resolved."

The Second Elder chimed in, "The First Elder is right. Having him go to the Misty Cloud Sect to apologize is better than the Misty Cloud Sect coming to our doorstep."

The Third Elder said, "Xiao Zhan, as the Clan Head, you must prioritize the clan."

Xiao Zhan sat in the main seat, his expression grim.

"I have already said that Yan'er will handle his own affairs."

The First Elder sneered, "He will handle it? How? By waiting for the Misty Cloud Sect to come and wipe us out?"

"Watch your tone, First Elder," Xiao Zhan said in a deep voice.

"Did I say something wrong?" the First Elder retorted, "Xiao Yan killed someone from the Misty Cloud Sect. Will they let him go? Will they let the Xiao Clan go?"

Just as Xiao Zhan was about to speak, hurried footsteps sounded from outside.

A guard ran in, "Clan Head, it's bad."

Xiao Zhan frowned, "What is it?"

"The Clan Head of the Jia Lie Clan is here," the guard said, "He brought quite a few people, saying he wants to find Young Master Xiao Yan."

Xiao Zhan's expression shifted.

The First Elder asked, "How many people did Jia Lie Bi bring?"

"Dozens, all elites of the Jia Lie Clan," the guard said.

Xiao Zhan stood up, "Let's go out and see."

The elders also stood up and followed him outside.

Just as they reached the doorway, Xiao Zhan stopped and looked at the guard.

"Did he say why he is looking for Yan'er?"

"He did," the guard said, "He said Young Master Xiao Yan killed his son and he has come to demand an explanation."

Xiao Zhan was stunned, and the elders were stunned as well.

"This Xiao Yan is causing trouble again," the First Elder shouted in anger.

The Second Elder said, "Killing someone from the Misty Cloud Sect wasn't enough, now he's killed someone from the Jia Lie Clan. He is driving the Xiao Clan toward a dead end."

The Third Elder said, "Xiao Zhan, look at this, just look at this. This is the fine work your son has done."

Xiao Zhan's expression grew even uglier.

He said nothing and strode toward the outside.

Outside the gates of the Xiao Clan, Xiao Yan had just arrived to find a group of people blocking the entrance.

Leading them was a middle-aged man dressed in fine robes, his face livid.

Jia Lie Bi.

Behind him stood dozens of Jia Lie Clan disciples, each wearing a malicious expression.

Xiao Yan stopped in his tracks and looked at them.

Jia Lie Bi also saw Xiao Yan, the rage in his eyes nearly erupting.

"Xiao Yan," Jia Lie Bi said, gritting his teeth.

Xiao Yan looked at Jia Lie Bi, his face devoid of any expression.

"You killed my son."

"Yes," Xiao Yan said.

Jia Lie Bi had not expected Xiao Yan to admit it so directly; he was stunned for a moment before becoming even more enraged.

"You have some nerve."

"He deserved to die," Xiao Yan said indifferently.

"You!" Jia Lie Bi flew into a rage. "Get him! Kill him!"

The dozens of disciples behind Jia Lie Bi immediately charged forward.

Xiao Yan raised his hand and struck out with a palm; the few disciples at the front were sent flying backward on the spot, falling to the ground motionless.

The remaining disciples' expressions changed drastically, but with the Clan Head's order, they dared not retreat.

A few more men rushed forward.

Xiao Yan's figure flickered, and with each palm, one fell.

Bang, bang, bang.

After a few muffled thuds, several more corpses lay on the ground.

Jia Lie Bi's expression finally changed.

Although these disciples of his were not top-tier experts, they had all undergone training, yet before Xiao Yan, they could not even withstand a single move.

"You... exactly what is your strength?" Jia Lie Bi's voice wavered.

Xiao Yan did not answer; he continued to walk forward.

The disciples behind Jia Lie Bi retreated one by one, none daring to charge again.

Watching Xiao Yan approach step by step, a sense of fear surged in Jia Lie Bi's heart.

Could it be that Xiao Yan really killed a Dou King expert? Could the rumors outside be true?

Jia Lie Bi gritted his teeth and dropped to his knees with a thud.

"Xiao Yan, I was wrong. I shouldn't have come to cause you trouble. Please, spare my life."

Xiao Yan looked at Jia Lie Bi and said indifferently, "It's too late."

Xiao Yan struck down with a palm, and Jia Lie Bi's body stiffened in place before slowly collapsing.

Seeing their Clan Head dead, the remaining disciples fled in terror in all directions.

Xiao Yan did not pursue them; he simply stood there.

When Xiao Zhan arrived at the entrance with several elders, he saw the ground littered with corpses.

Jia Lie Bi lay at the very front, his breath already gone, with dozens of Jia Lie Clan disciples sprawled across the ground.

Xiao Yan stood amidst the corpses, not a single drop of blood on him.

Xiao Zhan was stunned, and the several elders were equally dumbfounded.

The First Elder's mouth hung open, unable to close for a long time; the Second Elder's face turned pale, his legs trembling; the Third Elder stood at the very back, unable to even speak.

Xiao Yan turned around and looked at Xiao Zhan.

"Father."

Xiao Zhan regained his senses, looking from the corpses on the ground to Xiao Yan.

"Yan'er, these people..."

"Jia Lie Bi came to cause trouble, so I killed them," Xiao Yan said.

Xiao Zhan fell silent.

He knew Jia Lie Bi had come for revenge, but he had not expected Xiao Yan to slaughter them all.

"Please have someone clean this up, Father," Xiao Yan said.

Xiao Zhan nodded. "Go."

Xiao Yan turned and left, heading toward his residence.

The several elders stood at the entrance, feeling a chill in their hearts as they looked at the corpses on the ground.

The First Elder muttered to himself, "This Xiao Yan's methods are truly ruthless."

The Second Elder's voice trembled, "Dozens of people, killed just like that."

The Third Elder said, "He didn't even blink."

The Second Elder and the Third Elder exchanged glances, neither of them speaking.

Xiao Zhan watched the direction in which Xiao Yan had departed, remaining silent for a long time.

Xiao Zhan knew that Yan'er had changed, but he had not expected the transformation to be so absolute.

The Xiao Yan of the past, though gifted with talent, had never easily harmed others; the current Xiao Yan was ruthless, killing dozens of men without a second thought.

Xiao Zhan did not know whether he should feel happy or worried.

In the courtyard, Xiao Yan pushed the door open and walked in.

He brushed the dust off his clothes and then sat down on a chair.

In Xiao Yan's mind, the system panel remained visible.

Four-Star Dou King.

The corners of his mouth curled upward slightly.

For a piece of trash like Jia Lie Bi to dare come looking for trouble with him—he was truly courting death.

Xiao Yan closed his eyes and began to cultivate.