Chapter 583: Done, Barbie Q

A barrage of beast techniques and Dou techniques slammed toward him.

Seeing those who sought to impress by launching direct attacks, a soft laugh echoed from beneath the black robe: "Jiejiejie, you really dare to strike?"

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At the sound of that laugh, Feng Qing'er'er's face instantly changed, turning pale as paper; her violet gem-like eyes filled with terror, and a long-suppressed memory surged back to life.

On this day, Feng Qing'er'er remembered the terror of domination and the humiliation of imprisonment.

Whoosh—suddenly, a brownish-yellow storm appeared out of thin air, swirling like a tornado, yet spewing forth infernal heat so intense it was terrifying.

The brownish-yellow whirlwind was sharp and scorching, as if blowing straight from the Mountain of Flames; even the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, a fire-affinity beast race, struggled to withstand it.

"Aaaah!!"

"What is this?!"

Seeing the sudden surge of scorching brownish-yellow storm, many present instantly paled; the terrifying infernal storm didn't just target those trying to impress—it also engulfed the disciples on the Guang Chang.

The strongest among them, Huang He, narrowed his eyes and roared: "Ha! Demon Phoenix Bell!"

At that moment, Huang He raised both hands like a Heavenly King supporting a pagoda, and a massive Demon Phoenix Bell enveloped his entire body, bracing against the storm.

Boom—a thunderous crash echoed as Huang He, frantically summoning the Demon Phoenix Bell, tried to block the incoming storm, but he had vastly underestimated its power.

With a loud bang, followed by a crack, the supposedly invincible Demon Phoenix Bell shattered instantly; then came the piercing sound of shattering bones, and in that instant, blood sprayed—Huang He's once-elegant arms were cleanly severed.

The terrifying storm swept forward swiftly, crashing with a world-destroying force, instantly turning every face present pale with horror.

"Wind Fury Dragon Flame—it's him!"

Seeing the brownish-yellow flame storm, even Feng Qing'er'er, if she were foolish, would know who the black-robed figure was.

Feng Qing'er'er, who had stood idle beside him, instantly turned deathly pale; fear flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she instinctively staggered backward, even wanting to turn and flee.

Though Wind Fury Dragon Flame ranks only eighteenth, there may be others on the Dou Qi Continent who possess it—but Feng Qing'er'er had personally endured Wind Fury Dragon Flame; the bone-deep pain still haunted her dreams at night.

It was a nightmare that jolted her awake!

"It must be him—Xiao Yan!" Feng Qing'er'er clenched her jade hand inside her sleeve, gritting her teeth as she glared at the black-robed figure; she was nearly driven mad—how had he appeared again!!

For a moment, every person present—whether Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan disciples or those from allied clans—gaped with mouths wide open, unable to close them.

Huang He was Eight Rank! Though far weaker than Feng Qing'er'er, he had activated the Demon Phoenix Bell for defense—could even Feng Qing'er'er have defeated him so easily?!

"Who the hell is this?"

"No one knows—is he an invader?"

Whizz-whizz-whizz—the sound of tearing wind echoed as a Space Channel opened, and several elderly figures of high Dou Zun strength emerged—all were Elders of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan.

"Hm? Who dares cause trouble here?" The eldest among them, an Eight Rank Peak elder, scanned the crowd, then fixed his gaze on Xiao Yan and asked.

"Hmph, no matter which clan you belong to, attacking clan members here violates clan law. Come with us—we'll let the Clan Elders Council decide your fate."

Watching the Elders secretly form an Array, preparing to join forces to capture him, Xiao Yan beneath his Soul Robe couldn't help but shake his head—he hadn't expected that the moment he infiltrated, Feng Qing'er'er would recognize him.

He'd even worn a Soul Robe—and still she recognized him. Could it be that Feng Qing'er'er had been pining for him all this time?

What surprised Xiao Yan even more was that Feng Qing'er'er hadn't said a word—she'd merely furrowed her brow—and a pack of mad dogs had rushed to bite him.

This left Xiao Yan speechless!

Licking boots leads nowhere!

He'd originally planned to see if he could sneak into BiLuoHeaven using the power of Void Swallowing Flame.

He truly hadn't intended to cause trouble—but trouble came to him instead!

He hadn't even moved a finger yet!

"Sigh—in this world, one is never truly in control," Xiao Yan sighed inwardly, yet he felt no real fear of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan.

The Xiao Yan of today was no longer the Xiao Yan of his days at the Wind and Thunder Pavilion; with his One Star Dou Saint cultivation realm and countless hidden cards, even the so-called Heavenly Three Phoenixes held no fear for him—let alone if Clan Leader Huang Tian appeared, he could never capture Xiao Yan, who wielded Heavenly Emperor Fire.

That's why Xiao Yan dared to walk in so boldly, unlike before when he had to weigh every risk—he truly had the confidence. After the Dou Emperor's disappearance, Dou Saints stood at the absolute pinnacle.

Just as Xiao Yan prepared to act, a graceful figure suddenly appeared before him.

"Elders, please stop," Feng Qing'er'er, facing away from Xiao Yan, waved her jade hand, and a seven-colored wind vortex blocked the Elders.

"Hm? Qing'er, what is this..."

Feng Qing'er'er lightly bit her red lips, pressed her conscience down, and forced a smile: "Elders, this gentleman is my friend—I invited him to the clan."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan beneath the black robe wore a strange expression. You can fool others—but don't fool yourself! Could you really say that?

Hearing Feng Qing'er'er's words, many present were stunned—especially Huang He, who had been blasted away; he now gaped in disbelief—had they just kissed the wrong horse's hooves?!

"This—this is your friend?!"

For a moment, everyone exchanged uneasy glances—the awkwardness was unbearable.

Feng Qing'er'er's neck had gone stiff, but she forced it down and nodded.

Seeing her nod, the lead Elder understood at once; he waved his hand and trapped Huang He and the others who had attacked, coldly growling: "Hmph, you all attacked the Holy Maiden's guest. Stripped of your right to enter the Phoenix Nest. One month of solitary confinement."

Hearing the Elder's punishment, Huang He and the others turned pale—this was too harsh! Before they could protest, their internal Dou energy was sealed and they were dragged away.

It wasn't just the Young Generation trying to curry favor with Feng Qing'er'er—even the Old Generation Elders wanted to. Seeing her step forward, they all understood: the black-robed man must be someone of immense importance to the Holy Maiden.

Otherwise, why would she invite him to the clan without reason?

Several Elders who had gained a sudden "insight" exchanged glances, raised their eyebrows, their eyes silently saying: Well now—you've brought him right home.

"Heh heh, this gentleman must be the Alchemist who forged the Wild Beast Heavenly Spirit Pill."

"Oh? Heh heh, so that's it. Qing'er, though we old ones are aged, we're not so rigid as to force you to choose a husband from within the clan. Next time you invite him, no need to hide his identity—you can bring him openly."

Hearing the Elder's words, the men blasted away by Xiao Yan felt as if struck by lightning, their faces ashen—they now understood why Feng Qing'er'er had intervened: he was her lover!

Feng Qing'er'er obtaining the Wild Beast Heavenly Spirit Pill wasn't a secret; though many Elders supported Jiu Feng, they also held strong regard for the Alchemist capable of forging an Eight Rank High-grade Elixir, and had their own supporters.

"Uh—the Wild Beast Heavenly Spirit Pill was indeed forged by me," Xiao Yan's expression grew even stranger—he truly was the Alchemist who forged it, but you're wildly mistaken!

Hearing the Elders' misunderstanding, Feng Qing'er'er's face flushed crimson; she hastily denied: "No—it's not what you think!"

Seeing Feng Qing'er'er's flustered, blushing denial, the clan disciples who had admired her felt their hearts shatter into pieces, one after another.

This look? Done. Barbecue.

At this moment, Feng Qing'er'er truly wanted to draw her sword and cut Xiao Yan to death to prove her resolve! But she knew that if a real fight broke out, he would destroy the entire ancestral grounds.

Others might not understand, but could she not know? Jiu Feng was almost certainly dead, and the one who obtained the Bodhi Heart was very likely Xiao Yan—that meant Xiao Yan was now a Sage Emperor!

To wage a Holy War here, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan would surely be finished.

Feng Qing'er'er waved her hand, tearing open Space, and transmitted her voice: "Come with me!"

"Hm?"

Hearing the dissatisfaction in Xiao Yan's tone, Feng Qing'er'er trembled and respectfully transmitted: "Please come this way—this place is unsuitable for speaking."

"Hm."

Seeing the two vanish, the Elders smiled and said: "Hehe, Qing'er's charm is considerable."

"If our clan could produce an Alchemist capable of forging the Wild Beast Heavenly Spirit Pill, it would be a great advancement for our people."

At this moment, in a magnificent palace atop a mountain peak, Feng Qing'er'er and Xiao Yan emerged from a Void Passage.

"Your Highness, Holy Maiden."

"All of you, get out!"

"Yes!"

Instantly, the entire palace was left with only Xiao Yan and Feng Qing'er'er. Xiao Yan waved his hand, sealing the entire palace with Soul Force to prevent any spying or eavesdropping.

Xiao Yan removed his Hood, revealing his true face. Seeing Xiao Yan's appearance, Feng Qing'er'er's eyes contracted, her scalp prickled, and goosebumps spread across her entire body.

How did he come again?!

"You! Xiao Yan, what exactly do you want before you leave me alone? I've told you everything I know! You're an Eight Grade Peak Alchemist—you have everything you want! What else can I give you?!" Feng Qing'er'er was on the verge of collapse—she'd only had peace for a few months!

Her voice carried anger, but mostly helplessness and grievance; as she spoke, tears welled in her beautiful eyes. The Asura Slave Seal had already been removed, yet this man had found his way into the clan!

Where could she possibly hide?!

"You—you don't mean to—!" Feng Qing'er'er's mind flashed with a terrifying thought; she staggered back several steps until she collided with a desk and stopped.

Her left hand gripped the edge of the desk, her right hand tightly clutched her collar, her face pale as death, fear instantly flashing across her features.

Xiao Yan was now a Sage Emperor—and an Alchemist. Her resources were useless to him. The only thing Feng Qing'er'er could think of was her own body!

Did this Xiao Yan come to the clan just to satisfy his beastly desires?!

"You! You! You'll die a miserable death!"

Watching Feng Qing'er'er's body shake uncontrollably, Xiao Yan was dumbfounded—he hadn't even said a word.

Xiao Yan was torn between laughter and tears; he had to admire Feng Qing'er'er's imagination. He cut straight to the point: "You think I want that? I don't! Can you stop dreaming? I'm not here to trouble you."

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Feng Qing'er'er froze, her eyes glazed, and she asked hesitantly: "Y-you're not here to trouble me?"

Xiao Yan gave the "startled bird" a disdainful look. He was a good man—he said once that they were even, they were even. Xiao Yan always kept his word. He was a man of integrity.

Crack. Xiao Yan picked up a nearby Spiritual Fruit and bit into it, speaking calmly: "I heard your Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan has a Body Strengthening Holy Land. I'd like to borrow your BiLuoHeaven to strengthen my body."

"Don't worry—I won't take it for free. I'll pay you. Consider it a business deal between us and your Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan."

"No need!" Feng Qing'er'er said.

"Hm?" Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, displeased. He spoke in a low tone: "No need to refuse so quickly. I'll offer you a good price. I'm only asking to use your Body Strengthening Grounds—name your price."

Seeing Xiao Yan's displeased expression, Feng Qing'er'er quickly waved her hands: "No, no—I don't need your payment. I'll let you enter for free."

With Feng Qing'er'er's current status, allowing someone to train in BiLuoHeaven's Body Strengthening Grounds was trivial—it wasn't a Secret Realm or a legacy. It had always existed, like Jiu You Huang Quan or the Void Thunder Pool—anyone bold enough could go.

Body Strengthening could kill you if you weren't careful!

"Uh…" Xiao Yan looked at Feng Qing'er'er—she treated him like a plague, desperate to be rid of him.

"Cough, cough. Are you sure you don't want it?" Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, a knowing smile on his lips.

Feng Qing'er'er shook her head violently. She didn't want a single thing from Xiao Yan—if he asked her what she wanted, she only wished this man would vanish from her sight, forever, never to appear again!

Seeing Feng Qing'er'er's resolute expression, Xiao Yan smiled, pulled out a wooden box made from a dead branch of the Bodhi Tree, and with a click, opened it. Inside lay a round, plump Bodhi Seed emitting a brilliant emerald glow.

"Bodhi Seed!"

The emerald luster of the Bodhi Seed was like the finest imperial green jadeite—its radiance could mesmerize.

At this moment, Feng Qing'er'er could be absolutely certain: during their journey to the Bodhi Tree, Xiao Yan and the others had taken every treasure it held—and this Bodhi Seed was merely a byproduct.

Yet even this byproduct was a peerless treasure in the eyes of countless others. Especially for Feng Qing'er'er, who had reached Eight Rank Peak—she needed the Bodhi Seed to break through to Nine Rank! For her, right now, the Bodhi Seed was the one thing she needed most!

"Oh? Someone just said 'no.' Saved me the trouble." Snap. Xiao Yan closed the wooden box. The emerald glow that had illuminated the entire hall vanished.

"I—I was just…" Feng Qing'er'er clenched her fists, her red lips pressed tightly between her teeth, her face twisted with intense inner struggle. She wanted to shout that she didn't want anything from this man! But now, she couldn't muster the courage.

Xiao Yan sat on the table, legs crossed, swinging the wooden box in his hand, smiling as he watched her struggle: "Want it?"

After a moment of silence, Feng Qing'er'er could no longer hold out. Her beautiful eyes shut tight, and she nodded firmly.

"Huh? I didn't hear you."

"Yes!" Feng Qing'er'er's voice was loud—but laced with sorrow. She had bowed her head.

Xiao Yan smiled. Little thing—trying to act high and mighty in front of me?!

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