Pushing Through the Ages? What Arrogance!

The Misty Cloud Sect stood proudly atop the mountain peak, wreathed in swirling mists and auspicious clouds, as if a celestial paradise had descended into the mortal realm.

On the training grounds, the shouts of disciples echoed and intertwined; their movements were sharp and vigorous, their techniques uniform and precise.

Sweat rained down like a downpour, fully displaying the prosperity and flourishing state of the Misty Cloud Sect.

Within her chambers, Yun Yun felt an inexplicable sense of agitation, unable to calm her restless heart.

She rose and paced, eventually deciding to find something to occupy herself, and thus sent someone to summon her disciple, Nalan Yanran.

Before long, a disciple came to report.

"Sect Master, the Young Sect Master is nowhere to be found."

Yun Yun's brows furrowed, and she asked instinctively.

"Where has she gone?"

"I heard others say the Young Sect Master went to that Xiao Clan to call off her engagement."

The Xiao Clan... calling off the engagement?

"This girl, how could she be so reckless and willful!"

Yun Yun chided in anger, her chest heaving slightly as her delicate frame trembled.

That was the Xiao Clan, which possessed a Dou Huang in his teens!

She had been rejoicing just a while ago that her disciple could form an alliance with the Xiao Clan, never expecting the other party to stab her in the back!

Yun Yun's expression turned grim.

The pressure of a Dou Huang surged forth, as overwhelming as a collapsing Mount Tai.

Those around her held their breath, their faces turning pale as paper; their legs went weak and limp, as if an invisible giant hand were gripping their throats.

Her figure moved like lightning, instantly transforming into a streak of light as she sped toward Wutan City, leaving only a fading afterimage hidden in the wind.

Wutan City, the main hall of the Xiao Clan.

Warm sunlight filtered through the windows, casting mottled shadows upon the floor.

The members of the Xiao Clan were gathered together, facing three visitors from the Misty Cloud Sect.

Elder Ge Ye, dressed in white robes, bowed in greeting, a hint of arrogance hidden in his expression as he spoke slowly: "Clan Leader Xiao, we have come uninvited today to discuss a matter of great importance."

Xiao Zhan's expression was mild as he quickly replied.

"If there is an issue, let us discuss it properly; the Xiao Clan will certainly do its best to meet the needs of your noble sect."

A flash of awkwardness crossed Ge Ye's face, clearly not expecting the other party to be so accommodating, but he continued nonetheless.

"Clan Leader Xiao, you are aware that our Misty Cloud Sect has strict traditions, and the Sect Master holds high expectations for Yanran, essentially grooming her as the next Sect Master. Due to certain special rules, the successor to the Sect Master is not permitted to have entanglements with men before officially assuming the position..."

Xiao Zhan's expression gradually darkened, as he had already guessed the intent.

Ge Ye coughed twice to clear his throat and said: "To be frank, we have come today regarding the marriage contract between the Xiao Clan and our Young Sect Master, Nalan Yanran."

Once these words were spoken, the hall fell into a deathly silence.

Nalan Yanran took a light step forward, her expression haughty, her chin slightly raised as she parted her crimson lips.

"Whatever the Xiao Clan requires, let this Qi Gathering Powder serve as compensation."

She withdrew an ancient, green-hued box from her Storage Ring.

Carefully opening the lid, a strange fragrance immediately permeated the hall.

A disciple of the Xiao Clan said in surprise: "Is this... Qi Gathering Powder?"

The crowd wore varied expressions, and Xiao Fan waved his hand, knowing it was his time to step forward.

A mocking smirk curled his lips: "Since you have come to offer amends, how could a mere Qi Gathering Powder be sufficient?"

Ge Ye's brows furrowed: "Who are you? I am speaking with Clan Leader Xiao; how can a junior like you interrupt?"

Xiao Fan gave a disdainful laugh, and the aura of a Dou Shi erupted from him.

The crowd's expressions shifted; they clearly had not expected such a young boy to already be a Dou Shi!

The youth who had accompanied them from the Misty Cloud Sect also changed color, shocked that this boy, much younger than himself, was at the same cultivation level.

Ge Ye narrowed his eyes: "I admit you have some talent, but I am here to discuss matters with Clan Leader Xiao—this is no concern of a junior like you!"

"How is it not my concern? Xiao Yan is my little brother! What is wrong with a big brother protecting his little brother?"

Xiao Fan let out a cold snort, his habit of bragging flaring up again.

"This Seat is destined to be a powerhouse who will sweep through the ages! Xiao Yanzi will be my right-hand man in the future. You lot, with your eyes lower than your heads, had best kneel and admit your mistakes while you still can!"

His voice was deep and powerful, every word ringing out like a great bell, echoing thunderously in everyone's ears.

It left their ears buzzing and stirred an involuntary, deep-seated dread within their hearts.

Some of the Xiao Clan disciples looked at Xiao Fan with fanatical eyes.

[Ding! Some Xiao Clan disciples are immensely convinced, obtained 500 Bragging Points!]

The Misty Cloud Sect party, including Ge Ye, had their expressions shift slightly.

"Sweeping across the ages... what an arrogant tone!"

"Alright, Brother Fan, let me handle this from here..."

Xiao Yan felt a warmth in his heart; he clearly hadn't expected Xiao Fan to stand up for him.

However... this matter was his own.

Xiao Yan looked toward the Misty Cloud Sect party, his gaze like a torch, his posture upright.

He revealed his Dou Zhe strength directly and spoke in a clear voice: "Why would I, Xiao Yan, ever covet such compensation!"

"Nalan Yanran! Fight me... regardless of who wins or loses, my Xiao Clan will annul this engagement with you!"

The Misty Cloud Sect party was stunned; they had never expected that Xiao Yan had already reached the level of a Dou Zhe!

How was this possible? Wasn't he only at the third stage of Dou Zhi Qi?

Nalan Yanran's delicate face was filled with immense surprise; inexplicably, she felt that things were spiraling out of her control.

Upon seeing Xiao Yan display the cultivation of a Dou Zhe, Ge Ye's eyes widened in shock, his face full of disbelief.

His aged complexion instantly turned extremely ugly. He had originally assumed Xiao Yan was a waste and that this annulment would proceed smoothly.

He hadn't expected Xiao Yan to have recovered his strength, and to be so aggressive as well; for a moment, he found himself in a difficult position.

Noticing the silent Ge Ye, Nalan Yanran frowned slightly, knowing she would have to rely on herself for this.

"Very well, I accept your challenge..."

I will let you know the gap between you, a child of a small-town family, and me, who has received guidance from a Dou Huang expert since childhood!

Thus, the group arrived at the Xiao Clan's martial arts arena.

"The duel begins..."

Xiao Fan acted as the referee and announced the start.

As the words fell, Dou Qi surged within Xiao Yan's body. He slammed his foot into the ground and lunged toward Nalan Yanran like a cheetah, closing the distance between them in an instant.

He gripped his right fist tightly, his muscles tensed, and his Dou Zhi Qi condensed frantically as he unleashed the opening stance of the Eight Extremities Collapse.

Nalan Yanran let out a cold snort. Unhurriedly, she mobilized the Dou Qi in her body and waved her jade hand, sending a wind blade whistling out directly toward Xiao Yan's face.

Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed. He dodged to the side, easily avoiding the wind blade, and without stopping his pace, he pressed the attack.

In a flash, Xiao Yan was already before Nalan Yanran, his right fist whistling through the air as he slammed it out fiercely.

The wind from his fist roared, and there was even a faint sound of a sonic boom; the air was thick with a tense atmosphere.

Nalan Yanran's willow eyebrows arched. She crossed her hands in front of her chest, and her Dou Qi flared brilliantly, forming a defensive wind screen.

With a loud "Bang!", Xiao Yan's fist smashed heavily into the wind screen. The immense power caused Nalan Yanran's expression to change slightly, and she could not help but retreat two steps.

However, Xiao Yan did not let up. Taking advantage of the momentum, his left fist followed swiftly, his Dou Zhi Qi erupting once more as he smashed it toward Nalan Yanran's shoulder.

Nalan Yanran had no time to mobilize more Dou Qi and could only dodge to the side.

Xiao Yan's left fist grazed her clothing, whipping up a gust of wind.

How is he so fast?

Nalan Yanran was secretly alarmed. Xiao Yan's strength far exceeded her imagination, and she dared not underestimate him in the slightest any longer...