Tianyang City is one of the three largest subordinate cities under the Xiao Clan. It is also the last transit point for Xiao Yan on his way to the Xiao Clan. Once he arrives here, he will have truly entered the territory of the Xiao Clan.
On the plaza, Xiao Yan looked at the crowd that was much sparser than in Sacred Gold City and couldn't help but feel a little sad. Although they were both one of the three major clans, the difference between them was obvious even in the slightest detail. Not to mention anything else, even this seventh-order teleportation array, it seemed that only Tianyang City had one in the entire Xiao Clan.
"Well..."
He let out a soft, Xiao Yan sigh, and then his gaze swept around before landing on an old man dressed in a hemp robe.
The old man sat cross-legged on a solitary stone platform, his face sallow, his eyes closed, his body as still as a stone sculpture. If it weren't for his steady breathing, he would be mistaken for a dead man. This old man, like the one in Sacred Gold City, was responsible for controlling the operation of this teleportation array.
With a slight smile, Xiao Yan, along with Bai Hua and the other two, stepped forward and respectfully bowed to the old man. They then spoke in a respectful tone:
"This junior is disturbing you; I hope the senior can tell me the location of the Xiao Clan."
Although the three of them had already arrived in the territory of the Xiao Clan, the map they carried did not clearly mark the exact location of the Xiao Clan. The locations of the other super powers were also not marked. As for Tianyang City, the location of the Xiao Clan could not be determined by the few wide streets. Therefore, Xiao Yan had no choice but to ask others for help.
At this moment, upon hearing Xiao Yan's words, the old man slowly opened his previously tightly closed, deep eyes, giving the three people before him a slightly strange look. A glint of surprise flashed in his eyes before he withdrew his gaze and said calmly:
"What are you three little kids doing in the Xiao Clan?"
"I have a friend who is a member of the Xiao Clan. I have come here to find him, and I hope you can show me the way."
Xiao Yan smiled sincerely and said respectfully.
"Looking for a friend? What's his name? Maybe the old man can help you call him out."
The old man glanced at Xiao Yan with disdain and spoke casually.
"He's just an unknown junior, so there's no need to trouble you, senior. I can go find him myself."
"Hey kid, do you really think I'm easy to fool? Your cultivation has already reached the Yuan Zong. With such talent, even if your friend is bad, how bad can he be? He can't possibly be some nobody."
Upon hearing this, the old man chuckled softly, his brows slightly lowered. Instantly, a powerful, invisible pressure enveloped Xiao Yan and Bai Hua. However, the old man seemed to have no intention of exerting pressure on Lian'er.
As the oppressive aura descended, Xiao Yan's expression instantly changed, his body sank down, and he inwardly cried out in alarm.
"This is... Spiritual Strength!"
Feeling the immense pressure on his shoulder, as if a meteor had fallen from the sky, Xiao Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of horror. Such terrifying soul pressure was probably the first time he had ever experienced it since he came to the Origin Martial Continent!
"Tell me, what is your purpose in coming to the Xiao Clan?"
The old man calmly looked at the two people whose bodies were bent over by the pressure, and spoke in a nonchalant tone. At the same time, the soul pressure exerted on the two people became even heavier.
"Senior... you've misunderstood. The three of us are simply searching for an old friend!"
Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, his internal Origin Qi surging wildly, while the Spiritual Strength between his brows surged outward like a tide, enveloping the two of them and attempting to withstand the old man's soul pressure.
"Huh?"
Ignoring Xiao Yan's words, the old man let out a slightly surprised exclamation, and at the same time, a smile imperceptibly crossed his lips. Although Xiao Yan's actions had not achieved any substantial results, such a level of Spiritual Strength was probably only possessed by a few lads from the Pill Tower among the younger generation of the Central Region. However, compared to them, Xiao Yan lacked much external support, and this alone was enough to make the old man take notice.
Nodding slightly, the old man slowly withdrew the released soul pressure after a moment, his face still calm. He chuckled with a hint of contempt before saying:
"Fine, let you in. This old man wants to see what kind of trouble these three little kids can cause."
After saying that, he flicked his finger, and a stream of light shot out, pointing towards the northern horizon. That was exactly the answer that Xiao Yan and his group needed.
Seeing this, Xiao Yan quickly led the two beside him to bow respectfully to the old man again. The old man, however, ignored them and instead looked at the group of impatient pedestrians waiting on the teleportation array on the stone platform. Without his control, the teleportation array stopped operating, and these people could only wait anxiously, spitting and cursing intermittently. The old man was full of disdain. After Xiao Yan and the others turned to leave, he suddenly waved his sleeve, and a golden light immediately rose from the huge teleportation array. The noise disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the square also became much quieter.
Looking in the direction where Xiao Yan and the other two had left, a satisfied smile appeared on the old man's usually calm face. He then murmured to himself:
" Xiao Yan... not bad, young man. The future of the Xiao Clan depends on young people like you. I just hope... you won't repeat the mistakes of your ancestor."
As he finished speaking, a hint of regret crept into the old man's eyes...
On the other side, guided by the old man, Xiao Yan and his companions were slowly walking towards the direction from which the streak of light had shot. Although they knew the location of the Xiao Clan, this was still Tianyang City, an affiliated city of the Xiao Clan, and naturally still some distance from the main branch of the Xiao Clan. Rather than rushing there in a hurry, they preferred to take their time.
The three walked along the road. Xiao Yan, both grown men, went unnoticed, but Lian'er, with her petite figure and sweet, adorable face, naturally attracted many somewhat fiery gazes. Especially when they noticed the grievance and timidity revealed in Lian'er's beautiful eyes, their burning gaze intensified. In response, Xiao Yan frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over the passersby who were constantly casting their eyes at him. A sudden, chilling glint flashed in his eyes, instantly causing those people to feel a dangerous chill and quickly avert their blatant stares.
However, just as Xiao Yan was about to withdraw his gaze, a lewd look shot towards him, causing him to frown instantly and cast a cold gaze in return.