A Three-Year Pact is Made, Bloodline Test!

"As a son of the Xiao Clan, how can you be so cowardly in the face of a broken engagement?"

"If this matter were to spread, would it not bring shame upon the Xiao Clan's reputation?"

"Absolutely not!"

Xiao Ze's deep voice echoed through the hall.

Xiao Yan looked at his father, and after seeing the helpless expression on his face, he asked cautiously, "Then... according to you, Ancestor, how should this be resolved?"

Xiao Ze cleared his throat. "How about this: you shall make a three-year pact with this young lass from the Nalan Clan!"

"Three years from now, you will represent the Xiao Clan and go to the Misty Cloud Sect to challenge her!"

"If you win, all grievances shall be settled!"

Xiao Ze's words left the entire room in dead silence.

Xiao Zhan, the patriarch of the Xiao Clan, looked particularly panicked. He immediately spoke up, "Ancestor, this cannot be. Yan'er, he..."

"Hmm?" Before he could finish his sentence, Xiao Ze turned his head and said coldly, "What does this have to do with you? Stay put and behave yourself!"

Whoosh—

A surge of pressure radiated outward.

It pressed directly onto Xiao Zhan, forcing him to sit back down in his chair.

Xiao Ze then looked back at Xiao Yan, waiting for his answer.

"Uh..." Xiao Yan was startled by these words.

He looked at Xiao Ze, pointed a finger at himself, and then at Nalan Yanran on the other side, as if to say, "Ancestor, are you serious? I'm going to fight Nalan Yanran?"

He, Xiao Yan, was the infamous trash of the Xiao Clan, currently possessing only the third stage of Dou Power.

The other party, Nalan Yanran, was a renowned genius of the Nalan Clan who had even been accepted as a disciple by the Sect Leader of the Misty Cloud Sect. Despite her young age, her cultivation had already reached the terrifying level of a three-star Dou Zhe!

He was to challenge her in three years?

Never mind three years; even if he were given ten, he wouldn't necessarily be a match for her!

"An, Ancestor, perhaps we should just let this go."

"There's no need, really, there's no need..."

Xiao Yan offered an awkward smile, trying to persuade Xiao Ze to abandon the idea.

"What? Are you afraid?" Xiao Ze looked at him calmly.

"Uh... to be honest, Ancestor, this boy only has the third stage of Dou Power. How could I possibly be a match for her in three years?" A look of helplessness appeared on Xiao Yan's face.

A three-year pact.

Did he not want to seek revenge for himself?

But the disparity in their strength was clear as day. He was currently nothing but a piece of trash; what right did he have to make such a three-year pact?

"Boy, don't be so pessimistic!" Xiao Ze reached out and patted his shoulder, saying earnestly, "You may not be her match now, but who is to say you won't be in three years?"

"You must remember, this world changes every single day!"

"Who knows? Perhaps tomorrow, you might just become a genius!"

Xiao Yan gave a dry laugh, wanting to say more.

But Xiao Ze waved his hand, cutting him off.

"Enough, say no more."

"This matter is decided!"

He then turned his head toward Nalan Yanran, who stood to the side. "Young lass of the Nalan Clan, what are your thoughts?"

Thoughts?

What thoughts could she possibly have?

She would obviously agree with both hands and feet!

This three-year pact was exactly what she had hoped for.

She nodded immediately. "In reply to you, Senior, this young woman is willing to agree to this three-year pact."

"However, I have one request."

Xiao Ze asked, "What request?"

Nalan Yanran steadied herself and said, "If I win three years from now, I hope that my engagement to the Xiao Clan will be officially annulled."

"Of course, if I lose three years from now, I am willing to accept any punishment, even death, without a single word of complaint!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they received Xiao Ze's approval.

He clapped his hands together. "Good!"

"Let it be done!"

With the appearance of Xiao Ze, this iconic scene of Xiao Yan's broken engagement was officially brought to a close.

Although the process had been somewhat turbulent.

Fortunately, the three-year agreement, which served as the catalyst for Xiao Yan's early struggles, had been set.

From here on out, he only needed to wait quietly for the plot to unfold.

"Alright, it's over!"

"The lot of you, get out of my Xiao Clan at once!"

Xiao Ze waved his hand, retracting the Dou Qi he had been pressing down upon Elder Ge Ye.

Regaining control of his body, Ge Ye gasped for air, his forehead slick with sweat, his moon-white robes soaked through.

He struggled to his feet.

He looked at Xiao Ze with eyes full of terror.

He didn't want to spend another second in the Xiao Clan; if he could, he would turn back time to stop his past self from ever coming here.

Terrifying! Simply too terrifying!

The Xiao Clan actually had someone suspected to be a Dou Huang powerhouse guarding it?

He, Ge Ye, had truly walked through the gates of hell!

"Th-thank you, Senior!"

"We shall take our leave..."

Ge Ye cupped his hands toward Xiao Ze, then turned to lead the man and woman beside him away without looking back.

But just as he stepped one foot out the gate.

Xiao Ze's voice rang out from behind him once more.

"Hold it!"

Ge Ye turned around, speaking in a panic: "Is there something else, Senior?"

Xiao Ze was currently toying with the emerald-green Qi Gathering Pill, sensing the immense medicinal power contained within, as he said in a cold voice.

"Although the matter of the broken engagement is settled, the insult your Misty Cloud Sect dealt to my Xiao Clan today is not over yet!"

"Go back and tell that man in your Misty Cloud Sect who calls himself the Pill King to send my Xiao Clan twenty Qi Gathering Pills and one Grade Five medicinal pill as compensation within a month!"

"If he refuses..."

Xiao Ze paused for a moment, then let out two cold laughs: "Heh heh..."

"Then this old man will pay him a personal visit and take his dog head!!!"

BOOM!

A powerful surge of Dou Qi erupted suddenly.

Startled, Elder Ge Ye nodded frantically: "Yes, this junior understands! This junior will certainly deliver the message!"

"Get lost!"

"Yes, yes—"

The three of them had arrived with their noses in the air, but they left in a disheveled, hurried mess.

Watching their retreating figures.

Xiao Ze couldn't help but recall a famous meme from his past life.

Should have been calm and composed, yet now they flee in a panicked scramble—

With the departure of the three from the Misty Cloud Sect.

The once-noisy hall gradually fell silent.

The members of the Xiao Clan all turned their gazes toward Xiao Ze.

Some of them were filled with excitement, completely won over by Xiao Ze's strength, believing that if the Xiao Clan had such a figure guarding it, they would surely rise to glory once again.

Others looked on with vigilance, doubting Xiao Ze's true identity in their hearts and suspecting that he had come to the Xiao Clan to subvert it.

The final group was skeptical, internally longing for Xiao Ze to truly be their ancestor while simultaneously fearing he harbored ill intentions; these conflicting emotions left them feeling both drawn to and wary of him.

But regardless of the attitude the Xiao Clan members held toward him.

Xiao Ze had managed to harvest a massive amount of [Trust Points].

It was well worth the performance he had just put on.

"An-ancestor..."

Xiao Zhan led the high-ranking members of the Xiao Clan to his side, bowing respectfully.

"What? Do you still doubt this old man's identity?" Xiao Ze asked with a calm expression.

"Uh..." Xiao Zhan gave an awkward laugh, momentarily at a loss for words.

The Great Elder, standing to the side, suddenly interjected, "Please do not be angry, Ancestor. We are only this vigilant for the sake of the Xiao Tribe's survival. We hope you can understand..."

Xiao Ze saw this and found it difficult to say anything more.

He nodded and continued, "Then, can you acknowledge my identity now?"

As soon as these words left his lips, the high-ranking members of the Xiao Tribe present exchanged glances.

In the end, it was Xiao Zhan who stepped forward and said, "In reply to you, Ancestor, if we are to verify your identity, I fear one final test is required."

"Oh?" Xiao Ze raised an eyebrow. "What test?"

Xiao Zhan's expression was grave. "A bloodline test!"