"Hehe, it's said that the ancestor of the Futu Clan was a powerful expert at the Origin Emperor level. I was just curious for a moment."
Xiao Yan smiled calmly and said.
"Um?"
Upon hearing the clear voice, Futu Hao was surprised. It was easy to tell from the voice that the other party was just a young man. At the same time, he could also clearly sense that this mysterious young man also possessed the cultivation level of Origin Emperor.
A young man with the cultivation level of a Source Origin Emperor —this kind of person is probably not something that can be cultivated in an ordinary way.
Thinking of this, Futu Hao immediately paused and said:
"May I ask who you are, and what brings you to my Nanlin City?"
"My name is Xiao Yan. I've only come this far to rest briefly and have no intention of disturbing you."
" Xiao Yan?!"
Upon hearing Xiao Yan's words, Futu Hao's heart immediately trembled, and he hurriedly said:
"May I ask if you are Xiao Yan, the one who participated in the battle between the three sects in the Far Southern Land?"
"It is I."
The latter smiled slightly, but Futu Hao was filled with shock. He hadn't expected that the person who had shaken the entire Far Southern Land would suddenly appear here. However, a smile quickly spread across Futu Hao's old face, and he hurriedly said:
"Since that's the case, would you mind inviting Mr. Xiao Yan to my residence for a chat? To be honest, I have the utmost admiration for Mr. Xiao Yan's battle. To single-handedly shake the leaders of two major sects—such an astonishing feat is something I myself cannot match!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he smiled, saying:
"You flatter me, sir. Since you have personally invited me, and with your birthday banquet approaching, I will not stand on ceremony!"
"Haha, very good! It is an honor for me that Mr. Xiao Yan has graced my humble abode with his presence. I will inform my clansmen to go and receive him!"
Thank you for your help!
Xiao Yan smiled slightly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. He probably never expected that this Futu Hao in his eyes was actually after his old life.
Afterwards, Xiao Yan led Xiao Yi Xian and the others back to the gate of the Futu Clan. Sure enough, a middle-aged man was already there, leading several elders who were respectfully waiting. Their eyes were constantly scanning the crowd of people coming and going, as if they were searching for something.
As Xiao Yan and his group stepped forward, the middle-aged man's gaze also fell upon Xiao Yan.
"Who are you...?"
"It was your ancestor who invited me here."
As soon as the group approached, the middle-aged man spoke with a suspicious look. However, the words Xiao Yan uttered caused the expressions on the faces of many people present to change instantly. All eyes turned to Xiao Yan like spotlights, and then those gazes became strange, with some even showing a hint of sneer.
"This kid must be crazy. Even if he really wants to get into the Futu Clan, he shouldn't come up with such an absurd reason. Besides, the person standing here is the head of the Futu Clan. Isn't he just asking for death?"
The surprise of the previous second turned into laughter in the blink of an eye. What kind of status did the patriarch of the Futu Clan have? Very few people had even seen him in normal times. Some of the clansmen had never even seen his face. How dare this black-robed youth in front of him say that he was invited by Futu Hao? This was simply courting death!
However, just as everyone was preparing to watch the show, the middle-aged man, the head of the Futu Clan, whose face had been suspicious, quickly became respectful. He hurriedly stepped forward, bowed respectfully to Xiao Yan, and said:
"My lord, I am Futu Sang, the head of the Futu Clan. It was my ancestor who instructed me to wait here for you. Please, my lord!"
As he spoke, Futu Sang quickly made a gesture of invitation. Xiao Yan smiled slightly, and then, amidst the stunned gazes of the group around him, he led Xiao Yi Xian and the others into the Futu Clan's residence.
A moment later, Xiao Yan and his group met Futu Hao.
His emaciated body was draped in a hemp robe, his fingers, like yellowed bamboo joints, gripped a cane. His hunched posture resembled a monster, and his deeply sunken old eyes, like empty shells, emitted a chilling, eerie light. The hoarse, gasping sounds emanating from his mouth and nose added to the eeriness. If Luffy knew this guy was an old monster at the level of a Origin Emperor, others would probably mistake him for a piece of dying, decaying wood.
However, beneath this very body lies an extremely terrifying power.
Looking at the old man who looked like a dried corpse, Lian'er behind Li Bingrui couldn't help but shrink back. Only Xiao Yan knew that this old guy was a person from a thousand years ago. It was already quite difficult for him to survive to this day, let alone have the strength of Origin Emperor.
"Hehe, Mr. Xiao Yan's reputation is well-known to this old man!"
The hoarse voice came again. Futu Hao stepped forward shakily, nodded slowly to Xiao Yan, and said.
"These are just rumors from the outside world; they shouldn't be believed."
"Hehe, Mr. Xiao Yan is truly modest."
As the laughter subsided, the old man's gaze fell upon Bai Hua and the others behind him. Looking at this group of young people, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. These young people, though seemingly ordinary, possessed cultivation levels far surpassing those of ordinary cultivators. At a glance, Lian'er's cultivation was the lowest among them, but she was also the youngest. Such a young person at the Origin Transformation Realm was unprecedented in his experience. It was hard to imagine that if this young girl joined a sect, she would undoubtedly become a key figure in its cultivation. Moreover, he could sense a special aura emanating from Lian'er ...
As for the others, their cultivation levels were by no means inferior. This group could all be considered the pride of the younger generation!
"Hehe, not only is Mr. Xiao Yan an outstanding individual, but even your friends are extraordinary!"
The old man smiled, his gaze slowly sweeping over the people in front of him, finally lingering on Lian'er. A subtle glint flashed in the depths of his deeply sunken eyes.
After some casual conversation, Futu Hao invited the group to stay at his Futu Clan. Xiao Yan, preoccupied with his own thoughts, naturally did not refuse. At the same time, Futu Hao stared at the departing figures, and when his gaze fell on Lian'er, a glint of light suddenly shone in the depths of his eyes.
" The Woeful Poison Body, hahahahaha! I've heard that the Tribulation Crossing Sect in the Central Region once lost its Holy Maiden. If that Holy Maiden is her... then wouldn't my breakthrough to the Yuan Zong be within reach? Hahahahahaha..."