Look What You've Done!

After Xiao Yun revealed the strength of a Dou Emperor, the entire disciples' plaza fell completely silent.

That vast, ocean-like surge of Dou Qi crushed the entire area, and everyone's breathing seemed to stop at that moment.

Nalan Yanran's face was especially pale. She collapsed weakly to the ground, trembling all over, her eyes filled with fear and disbelief as she looked at Xiao Yun.

A Dou Emperor?

That useless young master of the Xiao Clan was actually a Dou Emperor?

She had just been clamoring about exposing his true colors, yet he had directly displayed the strength of a Dou Emperor. Wasn't that a blatant slap in her face?

Just then, Yun Yun reacted swiftly. With a flash, she appeared beside Nalan Yanran and raised her hand to slap her disciple across the face.

With a sharp smack, Nalan Yanran's head snapped to the side, a clear palm print appearing on her cheek.

"You insolent fool! Apologize to Lord Xiao Yun at once!"

Yun Yun's tone was frighteningly stern. Though she usually doted on Nalan Yanran, she showed her no mercy whatsoever now.

"Do you know what you just said and did? Is Lord Xiao Yun someone you can afford to offend?"

Nalan Yanran was stunned by her teacher's slap. She covered her face and stood there blankly, her mind completely empty.

Her teacher had never been willing to hit her before. Yet today, Yun Yun had slapped her in front of so many people?

"Teacher..."

"Don't call me Teacher! Hurry up and apologize to Lord Xiao Yun!" Yun Yun's voice rose angrily once more.

Nalan Yanran opened her mouth, only to find that she could not say a single word.

Looking at Xiao Yun's calm face, she felt fear, shame, and grievance twisting together inside her, leaving her mind completely unable to function.

At the same time, everyone present was dumbfounded, their faces filled with shock.

The Second Elder stared wide-eyed, his mouth hanging open. His expression was utterly spectacular. He had just been worried about what would happen if Xiao Yun offended the Misty Cloud Sect, but now the sect leader had slapped her own disciple before everyone and made her apologize to Xiao Yun?

The Third Elder sucked in a cold breath and shrank back, terror written all over his face.

He had said plenty of bad things about Xiao Yun behind his back before. Now that he thought about it, Xiao Yun was a Dou Emperor. He had actually dared gossip about him behind his back—wasn't that simply courting death?

The First Elder sat silently on a stone bench nearby, but his heart was already in turmoil.

His earlier guess that Xiao Yun was a Dou Wang had already shocked him enough. Yet Xiao Yun had directly revealed the strength of a Dou Emperor, a whole major realm above what he had guessed.

That was a Dou Emperor—an existence of which there were only a handful in the entire Jia Ma Empire. Yet one stood right beside him, and he was only a teenage boy.

As the First Elder thought of this, cold sweat poured down his back. He secretly rejoiced that he had not completely fallen out with Xiao Yun back then. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Xiao Zhan stood at the edge of the plaza, watching his son's high-spirited figure, trembling with excitement.

He had never dreamed that his son would become a Dou Emperor, and a teenage Dou Emperor at that.

Such talent was exceedingly rare throughout the entire Dou Qi Continent. His son, Xiao Zhan's son, actually possessed such ability?

Xiao Zhan took a deep breath, his eyes reddening slightly.

Xun Er stood among the crowd, looking at Xiao Yun in the center of the plaza with a complicated expression.

As the young lady of the Gu Clan, she naturally had far broader knowledge than others. Teenage Dou Emperors were not exceptionally rare geniuses within the Gu Clan, but Brother Xiao Yun had actually reached such a level?

Xun Er silently pondered this, finding it more unbelievable the more she thought about it. Brother Xiao Yun's changes during this period had been far too great. It was as though he had become an entirely different person.

Nalan Yanran was completely stunned. She sat limp on the ground without speaking for a long time, shock and fear tangled in her eyes as she remained in a daze.

She had finally realized what kind of existence she had provoked: a teenage Dou Emperor whose future achievements were simply impossible to measure.

Yet she had actually shouted at him, accusing him of using underhanded methods. Wasn't that outright courting death?

As Nalan Yanran thought of this, her legs began to tremble again. If Xiao Yun had attacked just now, she probably would not have been able to withstand even one move. With a casual palm strike, he could have turned her into pulp.

She fell silent, lowering her head without saying another word.

Xiao Yun stood in the center of the plaza, looking at Yun Yun before glancing at Nalan Yanran, who was slumped on the ground. His expression remained calm.

"Sect Leader Yun, her attitude toward apologizing is fairly good."

Hearing this, Yun Yun quickly cupped her hands. "Lord Xiao Yun, you jest. Yanran was immature. Once we return, I will discipline her properly."

"If she dares come and harass the Xiao Clan again, I will be the first to refuse to spare her."

Xiao Yun nodded, then turned his gaze toward Nalan Yanran on the ground. "And you? Don't you have anything to say?"

Hearing Xiao Yun's words, Nalan Yanran raised her head and opened her mouth, about to apologize. Before she could speak, however, Xiao Yun barked, "Get out."

"I don't want to see you again."

Those three words made Nalan Yanran's face turn incomparably ugly. As the personal disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect's leader, when had she ever been rebuked like this?

Yet she did not dare utter a single word in protest. She could only grit her teeth, rise to her feet, lower her head, and run away.

Although Nalan Yanran was extremely displeased, she felt even more lingering fear.

Thus, even her steps were unsteady as she fled. That brief stick of incense's worth of time had felt as long as ten years to her.

If Xiao Yun had attacked just now, she would undoubtedly have died without even a trace of a burial place. There would not have been the slightest chance of survival.

Thinking of this, cold sweat ran down Nalan Yanran's back again. She quickened her pace, not daring to remain at the Xiao Clan for even another moment.

After the time it took to burn a stick of incense, Yun Yun emerged from the Xiao Clan's main hall with a somewhat gloomy expression.

She immediately spotted Nalan Yanran standing outside the Xiao Clan's gate with her head lowered, not daring to make a sound. Walking over, Yun Yun began scolding her without another word.

"Look at the mess you've made! Do you realize you've brought disaster upon the Misty Cloud Sect?"

"A teenage Dou Emperor—do you know what that means? It means he must have an even stronger force supporting him from behind. It means his future is boundless!"

"And you? You went right ahead and offended him to the death. Are you trying to get the Misty Cloud Sect killed faster?"

Nalan Yanran stood there with her head lowered, silently enduring her teacher's rebuke, not daring to talk back.

Though she felt deeply wronged, she did not dare argue anymore. After all, Xiao Yun's displayed strength today had truly frightened her badly.

After berating her for a while, Yun Yun sighed, shook her head, and said, "Let's go. We'll return to the Misty Cloud Sect first."

"This matter will not be easy to settle. There will be plenty to deal with later."

Nalan Yanran nodded and silently followed behind her teacher. The master and disciple left the Xiao Clan in disgrace.