Just as expected!
Chen Xuan was hardly surprised by Xiao Yan's words.
Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran's Three-Year Agreement was to take place at the Misty Cloud Sect, and news of Yun Shan's breakthrough to Dou Zong had already spread throughout the Jia Ma Empire.
If Xiao Yan charged into the Misty Cloud Sect now to fulfill that Three-Year Agreement with Nalan Yanran, losing to her would be fine. But winning would be a slap straight across the sect's face.
If a direct disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect could not even defeat a clan disciple from a small town in the Jia Ma Empire, their reputation would be utterly ruined.
Thus, Xiao Yan needed someone who could hold the situation in check. Otherwise, even with Yao Lao there, he could not be certain of firmly suppressing Yun Shan.
"All right, but remember that this uses up one of the three favors I owe you!"
Looking at Xiao Yan, Chen Xuan nodded without hesitation.
"I understand. Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Xiao Yan's expression grew slightly solemn as he addressed Chen Xuan respectfully.
"Does Venerable Yao not intend to come out and catch up?!" Chen Xuan nodded slightly, then turned his gaze toward Xiao Yan and continued.
"I knew I couldn't hide from you, Your Majesty!"
Suddenly, a gleam flashed across the pitch-black Storage Ring on Xiao Yan's hand, and Yao Lao's soul body appeared in midair.
Looking at Chen Xuan before him, Yao Lao wore a somewhat wistful expression.
Truly, the rear waves of the Yangtze pushed the waves ahead onward, leaving those earlier waves dead upon the shore.
After these years of cultivation, Chen Xuan's strength had already become quite impressive. Coupled with his ability to fight above his level, Yao Lao even suspected that he could now rival