Although Xiao Yan had long known from his grandmaster, the Golden Dragon King, that Su Xueying was determined to obtain the Emperor's Vital Blood, he could not help but feel a wave of exasperation when she said it herself.
From defeating the seven guardians to the trouble caused by separately absorbing the black and white Yin Yang Hearts, and then discovering the terrifying skeletal remains in the stone chamber—these had all been the result of their joint efforts. Yet in the end, Su Xueying was the one who benefited. Xiao Yan's expression darkened.
"Hmm?"
Xiao Yan, who had originally felt somewhat pained at the loss, was overjoyed when he heard that Su Xueying wanted to make an agreement with him in exchange for taking the Emperor's Vital Blood.
Why was there not even the slightest trace of the Xiao Clan on the Dou Di Continent?
And what exactly were the things Su Xueying and the others were guarding?
Countless unanswered mysteries had plagued Xiao Yan. Hearing Su Xueying say this, he turned and fixed his gaze firmly on her.
She definitely knew something!
"What is the relationship between you and my clan?" Xiao Yan asked eagerly. If he could learn the reason behind all this, traveling the Dou Di Continent would become much easier. He would not have to wander about like a headless fly.
"Sorry, I cannot tell you that for now," Su Xueying refused directly.
"So it still won't work..." Xiao Yan muttered, and the fervor in his eyes gradually faded.
"Then what is this agreement you spoke of?" Xiao Yan returned to normal and asked Su Xueying.
"My master once said that if I encountered someone bearing the pattern on your forehead while traveling outside, I was to bring them back to the clan at all costs.