bdsm-fiction 748. People came one after another.
748. People came one after another.
The sudden appearance of these auras was extremely abrupt, and more importantly, the members of the ancient clan realized that these auras clearly did not belong to them. Their sudden appearance here meant only one possibility: these people had all come for Xiao Yan!
The six auras appeared simultaneously, and none of them were weaker than a Dou Sheng.
The four Dou Sheng from the Ancient Clan all paled at this moment. Xiao Yan's killing of the Ancient Clan's commander was a big deal, but the situation was completely under control. The involvement of the Dou Sheng from the Tianluan Clan was not a major problem, after all, he was only a mere one-star Dou Sheng.
Now that these six people have arrived, the situation has completely changed. These external forces will add unpredictable changes to the current situation. All four of them are secretly gathering their fighting spirit. Before a truly powerful figure emerges, they must first stabilize the current situation.
"Young Master, Qinglin has arrived!" A clear voice rang out, revealing the identity of the newcomer.
Dressed in green, it was Qing Lin!
Qinglin has changed quite a bit since three years ago. Her cyan dress accentuates her curvaceous figure, and her appearance is now more radiant and elegant. Her movements are charming yet natural, possessing a subtle quality that lies between the purity of a human woman and the exotic allure of a snake-woman.
Her proudly curvaceous chest stretched the fabric into a perfect shape, trembling with each breath. Her slender waist seemed almost too delicate to be grasped in one hand; only a descendant of snake people could possess such extreme proportions. Her hips were equally full and pert, but most striking were her long, slender, snow-white legs. Her jade-like legs were exquisitely perfect, with smooth, taut lines, as smooth and rounded as mutton-fat jade.
In comparison, Qinglin's originally bright and clear emerald green pupils were almost unremarkable; beautiful as they were, they were no longer as simple and direct as before. The light spots were still there, but the green hue was less pronounced.
Three years ago, Qinglin devoted almost all her attention to Xiao Yan, obeying his every command. She would do whatever Xiao Yan asked her to do, and almost never had any ideas of her own in front of him.
But in the past three years, she had single-handedly ventured into the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, and the last trace of naiveté on her had completely vanished. Now, Qing Lin even possessed an aura of noble royalty. The few people who accompanied Qing Lin were all absolute powerhouses above the Dou Sheng level, and now guarding her, their eyes held undisguised reverence for her. This reverence was genuine, absolutely heartfelt.
The man beside Qing Lin had a slightly pale face, and his pupils were an eerie, pale red. The depths of his pupils resembled the eyes of a snake, extremely cold and sharp, exuding an aura of imposing authority. He was clearly the strongest among the group, yet when he looked at Qing Lin, his gaze was filled with genuine reverence.
Qing Lin paid no attention to the ancient clan experts opposite her who were on high alert. With a few nimble leaps, she was already beside Xiao Yan. She had already learned from Little Fairy Doctor that Xiao Yan had come back to life. Now, seeing Xiao Yan's current state with her own eyes, she was both happy and extremely worried. The best news was that Xiao Yan was no longer in mortal danger.
"Young Master, it's so good to hear you're alright!"
"Little Fairy Doctor, thank you for delivering the message. I'm not too late."
Little Fairy Doctor smiled and nodded, clearly indicating that Qing Lin's arrival had given them more leverage to continue the conversation.
Looking at Qing Lin, whose demeanor had undergone a complete transformation, and the Dou Sheng-level experts who stood guard around her like the most loyal bodyguards, Xiao Yan was extremely curious: "Qing Lin, what's going on...?"
"Young Master, this is a long story, I'll tell you later."
"But now that I'm here, I won't let anyone touch you!"
Having said that, Qinglin didn't hesitate for a moment, turning her head to look at the man beside her whose aura was the most unfathomable. This man was none other than Yao Ming, the patriarch of the Nine Netherworld Python, one of the three great magical beast families of Zhongzhou!
"Are you confident in escorting the young master out?" Even when facing the Nine Netherworld Python clan's demands, Qing Lin's tone was very direct, completely befitting a superior giving orders to a subordinate.
Upon hearing this, Yao Ming quickly bowed slightly, his gaze sweeping over Gu Zhao and the others with a solemn expression. When he looked at Qing Lin, a bitter smile appeared on his face: "Your Majesty, if it were just these people in front of us, it wouldn't be enough to keep any of us here."
"However, this is, after all, an ancient clan's territory..."
As Yao Ming spoke, the faces of the four Battle Saints of the Ancient Clan darkened to an almost palpable grimace. They understood the disdain in Yao Ming's words for their strength. The leading Battle Saint narrowed his eyes; he couldn't possibly ignore it now. He demanded, "Yao Ming! When did the Nine Netherworld Python Clan dare to be so presumptuous, daring to launch such a large-scale attack on our Ancient Clan!"
His sharp gaze swept over Yao Ming and the five Dou Sheng powerhouses behind him, his tone carrying no concealed warning: "Could it be that you intend to provoke a war between the two races?"
As the head of his clan, Yao Ming had weathered countless storms; how could he be intimidated by such a simple question? The bitter smile on his face quickly vanished, his back straightened, and the red light in his snake eyes deepened. He feared the ancient clan, not a mere two-star Dou Sheng.
"Hehe, you flatter me. I can't bear the thought of our two races going to war. I'm only here to take people away; I absolutely won't cause any trouble for the ancient race."
"Xiao Yan brutally murdered two commanders of my clan's Black Annihilation Army. This is a blood feud for my clan. If you dare to take him away, it is tantamount to starting a war with my clan! Don't think that just because you have six Dou Sheng, you can cause trouble for my Ancient Clan!"
Yao Ming frowned at this. The ancient clan's words had already indicated the tension of the situation, and he did feel the pressure. After all, if the ancient clan was determined to fight the Nine Netherworld Python, then they really wouldn't have much power to fight back.
However, when he looked at Qinglin with a pleading gaze and saw not a trace of hesitation, Yaoming helplessly confirmed that Qinglin was determined to take Xiao Yan away.
Yao Ming also moved his power, forcibly tearing open a somewhat unstable spatial rift to leave, his movements even a little hurried. But just as that spatial rift formed, an even more magnificent spatial rift suddenly burst open, and an extremely calm voice rang out.
"It's been a long time since our tribe has had so many outsiders at once. It's really lively."
Upon seeing this, Yao Ming's pupils suddenly contracted. He recognized the person who appeared in the spatial rift! That was a top-tier expert from an ancient clan who had already been a powerful figure in the Central Plains when he was young!
Gu Yu, one of the three immortals of the ancient clan!