Yao Ye Comes Along, the Imperial Family's Old Flood Dragon

Ever since Clan Leader Mu Chen had lost an arm, the Mu Family had kept its head down. And after learning a few days ago that Xiao Yan had gone to the Misty Cloud Sect, killed Yun Leng and three other Dou Wang with a single sweep of his fan, and frightened Yun Yun so badly she had not even shown her face, the family had felt a measure of relief.

"Master Xiao Yan—"

The other commanders were still stunned that this young man had his arms around the First Imperial Princess. At the sound of his name, understanding dawned, and their expressions turned respectful, even reverent.

Never mind how terrifying his cultivation was. His status as a Six-Rank Alchemist Grandmaster alone was enough to make even a Dou Zong treat him courteously.

There was everything to gain and nothing to lose by befriending someone like him.

"No need for formalities." Xiao Yan smiled warmly and waved a hand.

He gently set down Yao Ye, who had her arms around his neck. Aside from the Mo Clan, the imperial family was the strongest force in Salt City. Jia Xingtian had previously sought his help refining the Primordial Bone-Shaping Pill for the Sixth-Rank Magical Beast hidden deep within the imperial family's grounds: the Nether Sea Flood Dragon Beast. Its strength rivaled a Six- or Seven-Star Dou Huang's. Had it not suffered a grave injury years ago, it would never have vanished from sight for so long.

And an old fox like Jia Xingtian would hardly be stingy. The treasures he offered for that flood dragon had even tempted Xiao Yan. Though the Jia Ma Imperial Family had declined somewhat, its foundations remained deep. The Imperial City's treasury held plenty of things that would make even a Dou Zong's eyes light up.