Chapter 955: Zhao Ran's Reinforcements

Gu Xun'er and her people are probably still brewing trouble elsewhere.

Lin Feng outright ignored the old man's words and immediately began speculating in his mind.

That mad woman Gu Xun'er, aside from rescuing Xiao Yan, is very likely setting traps for herself in those places.

After all, that mad woman values Xiao Yan even more than her own father.

But now, as long as Gu Xun'er's eyes aren't blind, she can certainly see the injuries on Xiao Yan's body.

Strangely, the mad woman didn't immediately shout for revenge; instead she was unusually quiet.

The old man, seeing Lin Feng ignore him and start thinking to himself, had a fleeting shadow of gloom flash across his eyes.

At the same time, Gu Xun'er was also extremely displeased with his attitude.

However, she quickly seemed to recall something and instantly suppressed the anger in her heart.

"Heh, if we're talking about strength, I too have some insights. If you two are itching for a fight, you can come to spar with me, let me see where the strong of your ancient race differ."

Just as the place fell into an eerie silence, a hoarse, twilight voice slowly rose across the sky.

With the sound, two figures suddenly appeared within everyone's sight without any warning.

Swish!

The abrupt sound instantly drew the attention of everyone present.

Among them were Lin Feng, Gu Xun'er and others.

When the crowd's gaze focused on the two silhouettes, they discovered that at that spot in the sky, a man and a woman stood.

The woman, standing charmingly with a smile, had a beautiful face tinged with a hint of laughter.

She appeared to be about thirty, with a full, delicate figure exuding a mature charm honed by the years.

However, when Lin Feng saw her, he immediately showed a surprised expression.

Because the woman was Zhao Ran.

She also noticed Lin Feng's gaze, and promptly blinked a beautiful eye at him, revealing a slightly smug smile.

"This woman is already several hundred years old, yet her temperament is still like that of a twenty‑ or thirty‑year‑old girl."

Seeing her reaction, Lin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, muttered a comment in his mind, then shifted his gaze to another person.

That person seemed extremely old, his whole body bent almost ninety degrees, and he clutched a wooden cane for support.

Upon closer look, Lin Feng thought the other's face was no different from an old tree root.

His original features were almost completely hidden by layers of coarse wrinkles.

Most importantly, Lin Feng vaguely sensed a faint rotting aura emanating from him.

Such an aura usually only exists on the dying, and while normally hard to detect, Lin Feng—whose soul power is nearly half‑step into the Mid‑Heaven Realm—still perceived it clearly.

Based on Lin Feng's probing of the old man, he estimated that the old man's remaining lifespan would not exceed five years.

However, although the old man's remaining life wasn't much, the series of chilling auras faintly emanating from him…

This made Lin Feng certain that the other's Dou Qi strength was probably far stronger than Qing Xiao's.

"This person—could it be reinforcements that Zhao Ran summoned?"

Having sensed the old man was no ordinary, Lin Feng immediately speculated in his mind.

"But where can I afford a High‑level Half‑Saint strongman now? This woman is really wasteful; she can't be trying to bankrupt me."

Thinking of the hard‑earned small sum of money he had saved, Lin Feng's heart ached instantly.

This battle has cost him heavily!

"Who is this old man! He's standing together with Master Zhao Ran of the Xiao Dan Tower?"

Meanwhile, the onlookers in the distance erupted into a flurry of comments as soon as they saw Zhao Ran and the old man.

Because Zhao Ran is an alchemy master of the Xiao Dan Tower, many here could recognize him.

However, when the crowd's eyes fell on the old man, the vast majority could not recall his identity.

Of course, a small portion who knew him changed expression dramatically, exclaiming in shock, "He's so old, why is he still out here?"

"Hey, brother, can you tell me who this old man is? How is it that I've lived this long and never heard of him?"

Seeing that someone knew the identity of the old man whose face resembled a tree root, a few nearby people curiously gathered and asked.

And the man, seeing the surrounding people approach with flattering smiles, instantly became somewhat smug.

He cleared his throat and introduced, "That is Zhao Yuan, the elder brother of Master Zhao Ran beside him. In terms of seniority, he's older than the Elder Baoshan of Jianbao Mountain. Hundreds of years ago he was already a renowned Half‑Saint strongman on the continent, and later it's said his strength has reached High‑level Half‑Saint, just a hair's breadth from the true Dou Saint realm."

"However, judging by the time, this senior's end is near, and in my estimation, he is unlikely to breakthrough."

Saying that, the man immediately shook his head with regret.

"I see, no wonder their expressions changed the moment that person appeared—Yao Chen and Qing Xiao among them."

Hearing the explanation, everyone instantly realized.

"Zhao Yuan?!"

He Ke the Saint and Yao Chen among five others also halted, staring in surprise at the weary old man.

They were naturally familiar with this veteran Half‑Saint of the Zhongzhou Continent.

Thus, the moment Zhao Yuan appeared, they looked at him with startled suspicion, unsure of his purpose.

As for Xiao Yan, rescued by the Gu tribe, he too stared in astonishment at the distant old man.

Although he didn't know the other's identity, his soul power vaguely sensed that the person wasn't that simple.

"Miss, this man was a famed Half‑Saint strongman from several hundred years ago on the Zhongzhou Continent. His current strength has reached High‑level Half‑Saint, just a hair's breadth from the Dou Saint realm. Though his end is near, if he goes berserk, the two of us might not be able to defeat him."

The Gu tribe Half‑Saint raised his voice slightly, so Xiao Yan beside him could hear clearly.

"High‑level Half‑Saint."

Hearing the explanation, Xiao Yan and Gu Xun'er both changed expression, their gazes solemnly fixed on the aged Zhao Yuan.

Then Gu Xun'er thought briefly, bit her teeth, and whispered to Xiao Yan's ear, "Brother Xiao Yan, endure this for now; we'll settle it later. Come May next year, I'll avenge you, and at that time take his life and the strange fire together."

It's fine; even I can't beat the opposition now, but being able to retreat unharmed is already a very good result.

Hearing Xun'er's words, Xiao Yan, although he didn't know exactly what the revenge she mentioned referred to, but now another high-level Half-Saint expert has appeared on the opposing side, their side's strength is even weaker than the enemy's, and being able to retreat unharmed already makes him quite satisfied.

As for those two Ancient Clan Half-Saints, seeing Xiao Yan understand the situation, they also slightly nodded, showing satisfied expressions.

If it were their clan's core disciples who suffered such a big loss, most of them would probably lose their temper and then shout about fighting the enemy to the death.

Although with their status they aren't afraid of those little guys, if the other side acts recklessly, they'd also find it annoying to watch.