Nalan Yanran's Frustration

Nalan Yanran's Frustration

"This guy's aura feels somewhat familiar." Chen Xuan's heart stirred as he stared at the arrogant Black-robed Man before him.

Especially when he saw the Pale White Flame in the Black-robed Man's hand, Chen Xuan became even more certain of his suspicions.

The impression that Pale White Flame had left on him was simply too profound.

Back in the Snake People Race tribe, he had personally experienced the power of the Pale White Flame.

He had never expected to encounter it here today. It truly came as a surprise.

It seemed the Mo Family had some grudge against this Black-robed Man.

The Black-robed Man had come to the Mo Family for a little girl named Qing Lin.

What was so special about this little girl?

Chen Xuan was very curious.

He chose to watch and wait, enjoying the show first.

None of those present rashly stepped forward to help the Mo Family, because they did not know the newcomer's identity.

Since the Black-robed Man dared to barge into the Mo Family and make trouble, he either possessed formidable strength or an unyielding backing.

Chen Xuan glanced at Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye, only to find that neither of them intended to lend a hand for the moment.

This guy has the strength of a Dou Huang. That bunch of trash from the Mo Family definitely isn't his match, Chen Xuan muttered inwardly. If the Cloud Mist Sect doesn't step in, the Mo Family is going to suffer this time.

After seeing the Black-robed Man use the white flame, Chen Xuan had begun weighing his options as well.

His Dou Huang Experience Card had already been used up. He only had one Dou Zong Experience Card left to deal with the Black-robed Man.

Moreover, that Dou Zong Experience Card could only be used once.

So he had to consider it carefully.

After all, the Dou Zong Experience Card was meant to save his life.

The System Shop does have Dou Huang Experience Cards, but buying one costs quite a few Gold Coins, Chen Xuan thought.

Upon seeing the Heavenly Flame, he naturally wanted to obtain it. It could help raise his strength and enhance his combat power.

He would first observe the situation. If there was a chance, he would buy a Dou Huang Experience Card and hopefully capture the Black-robed Man, then seize the Heavenly Flame.

"Who exactly are you, sir? My Mo Family does not seem to have ever offended you. Why must you come seeking trouble with us?" Mo Cheng shouted as he stared at the Pale White Flame before him. "Do you know who stands behind the Mo Family—"

"Heh heh, the Mo Family's backing is the Cloud Mist Sect, isn't it? Even if Yun Yun were here today, she couldn't save Mo Cheng," the Black-robed Man cut him off, his tone arrogant.

Though his words were even more rampant than before, no one dared question him again.

The Pale White Flame's intimidating presence filled them all with deep awe and fear.

"Hand over Qing Lin, or I'll wash the Mo Family in blood today."

The Black-robed Man slowly took a step forward. His aura surged, and chilling killing intent spread through the hall.

Feeling that killing intent, everyone was alarmed.

Mo Cheng still refused to hand her over, even invoking the colossal Cloud Mist Sect as his firm support.

Other factions might have feared the Cloud Mist Sect, but the Black-robed Man did not give it any face.

"Since you refuse to hand her over, then die."

The moment his words fell, the Black-robed Man transformed into a streak of black light and appeared behind Mo Cheng in the blink of an eye.

Mo Cheng's expression changed drastically. Dou Qi surged wildly within him, deep-red Dou Qi wrapping around his entire body like blazing crimson flames.

At the same time, he curled his hand into a claw, like a razor-sharp eagle's talon, and viciously struck toward the Black-robed Man's heart.

Facing Mo Cheng's attack, the Black-robed Man sneered.

He clenched his fist tightly, gathering an incomparably ferocious aura before throwing out a thunderous punch that struck Mo Cheng squarely in the palm.

The instant they clashed, a crisp crack rang out.

Mo Cheng's face twisted in pain as he was sent flying, vomiting a mouthful of blood.

He traced a long arc through the air before crashing heavily onto the ground and sliding more than ten meters.

In a single exchange, Mo Cheng had been knocked down, utterly unable to withstand even one blow.

The Mo Family elders wore grim expressions, yet none dared make a move rashly.

They knew the Black-robed Man was not someone to be provoked. If they acted, the consequences would only be more disastrous.

"Hand her over," the Black-robed Man said, staring at Mo Cheng.

"You are provoking the Cloud Mist Sect." Mo Cheng still refused to surrender Qing Lin, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Then die," the Black-robed Man said coldly.

"Please show mercy, sir!" Just as Mo Cheng was about to be slapped to death, Ge Ye spoke.

The Black-robed Man's palm halted in midair. He glanced back at Ge Ye, then turned away again.

He simply could not be bothered to speak with Ge Ye.

Mo Cheng still refused to hand her over, so the Black-robed Man directly severed one of his arms. His methods were ruthless.

The Mo Family members were furious but dared not speak; not a single one of them dared step forward lightly.

Seeing Mo Cheng being tortured so miserably, the Mo Family head could no longer bear to watch. He prepared to send someone to bring the little girl over.

But Mo Cheng shouted loudly to stop him, refusing to let Mo Lan release her.

Seeing that Mo Cheng would rather die than hand her over, the Black-robed Man savagely kicked him again.

The tremendous force landed in Mo Cheng's abdomen, causing him unbearable agony.

If this abuse continued, Mo Cheng would surely be beaten to death.

"Sir, please spare Mo Cheng for the sake of the Cloud Mist Sect," Ge Ye spoke up once more to plead for Mo Cheng.

The Black-robed Man seemed not to have heard Mo Cheng's plea at all and charged forward to continue the beating.

"Get lost!"

Seeing Ge Ye rush over, the Black-robed Man roared. His body twisted strangely in midair.

Like a ghost, he brushed past Ge Ye.

As the two crossed paths, the Black-robed Man drove a palm into Ge Ye's chest.

Ge Ye was instantly blasted away, his face turning pale.

As they passed each other, a gust of wind slightly lifted the Black-robed Man's cloak, revealing half of a refined face to Ge Ye.

His body suddenly stiffened, his face filled with shock.

He seemed to recall someone—the youthful face of that young master of the Xiao Family from three years ago.

Impossible. How could someone his age reach the Dou Emperor level within three years? Ge Ye lay on the ground, inwardly stunned.

But he dismissed the thought.

It was simply too far-fetched. He must have seen wrong.

"Uncle Ge, are you all right?" Nalan Yanran quickly came to Ge Ye's side and asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Ge Ye shook his head slightly.

Seeing Ge Ye's pale face, Nalan Yanran's willow brows rose, her pretty face icy. "Sir, are you provoking the Cloud Mist Sect with your actions today?"

It was the first time she had seen anyone dare lay hands on someone from the Cloud Mist Sect.

"Other than dragging out the Cloud Mist Sect, what else can you do? Mo Cheng's life is mine to take today." The Black-robed Man's tone was mocking. "If you want to fight, then fight. There's no need to invoke the Cloud Mist Sect and Yun Yun. That is useless against me. And I do not mind if the Cloud Mist Sect loses one successor."

"As for the Cloud Mist Sect, I will go there sooner or later. Just wait for me there."

Nalan Yanran was beside herself with anger, her face cold as her fists clenched tightly.

Yet she did not dare make a move. After all, she was no match for him.

Mo Cheng still refused to hand her over, and he even dared launch a sneak attack.

Before the Black-robed Man, Mo Cheng was nothing worth mentioning. In the end, he was frozen by the Pale White Flame, then shattered into pieces, dying completely.

Hearing that the Black-robed Man would eventually seek out the Cloud Mist Sect, Chen Xuan became even more curious about his identity.

He felt that the Black-robed Man and the Cloud Mist Sect must have some grudge between them.