Doupo: Marry a Young Doctor and Be Rewarded with Douhuang Cultivation

206: In the demonic fire space, dragons and tigers fight each other!“That young man is named Yao Tian, and he can already refine a ninth-grade treasure pill. That girl is his younger sister, Yao Ling; it is said that her Soul has the potential to advance to the Emperor Realm.”

Xun’er softly explained beside Xiao Ze. Before she finished speaking, she saw Yao Lao’s body suddenly tremble slightly, his gaze fixed on Yao Wan Gui, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness, even his fingers tightening slightly.

“Teacher?” Xiao Yan noticed the abnormality and quickly supported Yao Lao.

Yao Lao took a deep breath, his voice hoarse to the point of being almost unrecognisable: “That’s Yao Wan Gui... It was he who, without distinguishing right from wrong, expelled me from the Medicine Clan on charges of colluding with the enemy and betraying the clan, and even crippled most of my Soul power!”

As soon as these words came out, a sharp glint flashed in Xiao Yan’s eyes, and the Dou Qi around him surged slightly.

Although Xiao Ze did not speak, the pressure of a Seven-Star Dou Sheng subtly enveloped Yao Wan Gui, and invisible ripples seemed to spread through the air.

Yao Lao was Xiao Yan’s mentor, and Xiao Yan’s affairs were the Xiao Clan’s affairs; he naturally would not stand by and do nothing.

Seeing this, Gu Nan Hai quickly and quietly pressed Xiao Ze’s arm, whispering: “Clan Chief Xiao Ze, it is not advisable to act rashly at this moment. The Medicine Clan and the Gu Clan are both among the Eight Ancient Clans; if we were to act now, it would only allow the Hall of Souls to reap the benefits.”

Xiao Ze took a deep breath, slowly reined in his pressure, and turned to Xiao Yan and Yao Lao, saying in a deep voice: “Today, let’s first resolve the matter of the Purification Lotus Demon Flame; the overall situation is more important. Afterward, if Yao Lao wishes to return to the Medicine Clan to seek justice, the Xiao Clan will support you.”

Yao Lao looked at the determination in Xiao Ze’s eyes, slowly loosened his clenched fists, and cupped his hands to Xiao Ze, saying: “Thank you, Clan Leader Xiao, for your understanding. This old man knows what is important.”

Xiao Yan also nodded, only able to suppress the anger in his heart.

He knew that his Third Brother was right; with the Hall of Souls eyeing them covetously, they absolutely could not disrupt the Alliance’s plan due to personal grudges.

Yao Wan Gui on that side seemed unaware of the undercurrents here. His gaze swept over the direction of the Hall of Souls, finally landing on Gu Nan Hai, his tone carrying a hint of doubt: “Elder Gu, is the Gu Clan truly unrelated to the disappearance of the Ling Clan?”

Gu Nan Hai’s expression darkened, and his voice grew several degrees colder: “Yao Wan Gui, one must speak with evidence! The Gu Clan has no grievances with the Ling Clan; why would we exterminate their entire clan? It is the Hun Clan, on the other hand, that has been secretly annexing small and medium-sized forces these past years. Why don’t you go ask the Hall Master of the Soul Hall?”

Yao Wan Gui sneered but said no more.

Clearly, the mystery of the Ling Clan’s disappearance had already created deep rifts between the Eight Ancient Clans, leading to mutual suspicion and difficulty in trust.

Immediately after, the teams from the Lei Clan and the Shi Clan also arrived successively.

Lei Ba, who led the Lei Clan, was a Three-Star Dou Sheng, with violent lightning entwined around him, each step bringing a thunderous roar.

Shi Jian of the Shi Clan was a Four-Star Dou Sheng, his face as hard as rock, exuding an indestructible aura.

Upon seeing the Gu Clan and Xiao Ze’s group, they did not approach, merely stopping in the distance, their gazes cautiously scanning the entire scene.

Clearly, they were wary of all parties.

However, Xiao Ze did not mind, for even the strongest among these people were only Five-Star Dou Sheng, mere ants before his Seven-Star Dou Sheng strength.

This waiting lasted for nearly three hours. The cracked space expanded from several feet to dozens of feet, with faint strange sounds emanating from it, finally stopping at a hundred-foot range, where a milky-white halo quietly formed.

The moment the halo appeared, the temperature of the heavens and earth instantly soared a hundredfold. All the strong individuals present suddenly opened their eyes, and even the distant Hall Master of the Soul Hall slowly rose, his gaze fixed on the halo.