Chapter 450: Give Me Confession

Yuan Yao silently used her mental power to control the few Guard stationed there, then boarded Fusang Island together with Song Yan, Xue Jin, and Xiao Lingchao.

The four hid behind a large rock, quietly observing the surroundings.

At that moment Xiao Lingchao looked at the sudden influx of people on the island, and these people didn't seem to be Fusang Island natives…

He vaguely guessed something in his heart, his complexion shifting.

Xiao Lingchao still couldn't believe it, gritted his teeth, was about to ask something, but heard Yuan Yao whisper, "We must strike first."

Xue Jin's expression was calm: "I agree."

Song Yan thought briefly, then also nodded.

"What are you going to do…" Xiao Lingchao widened his eyes slightly.

"Of course—" Yuan Yao curled the corner of her lips, deliberately lengthening the tail of her words; under the startled gaze of the young boy, she said, "Capture everyone here!"

Having said that, she immediately released her mental power outward, spreading continuously, then swiftly took control of the Guard's consciousnesses.

Song Yan and Xue Jin exchanged a glance, tacitly nodded, and immediately moved forward.

Xiao Lingchao hadn't reacted yet when their figures vanished.

He turned to look at Yuan Yao, seeing her hands forming seals, as if arranging some formation.

Before he could speak, he saw Yuan Yao set up one formation after another, each bearing a different totem light. Then she said to herself, "Come with me."

At this moment Xiao Lingchao, for some unknown reason, obediently nodded and followed her, circling around the island's coastline.

During this time, naturally many Guard saw their presence.

But they hadn't had time to act before Yuan Yao seized their consciousnesses.

Xiao Lingchao was terrified; his gaze at Yuan Yao grew increasingly complex and carried a hint of awe.

Xiao Lingchao couldn't help asking, "What formation are you setting up?"

"Which formation are you asking about?" Yuan Yao was slightly startled, turned to look at him.

Xiao Lingchao's mouth twitched slightly: "…How many formations have you set up?"

Yuan Yao replied, "Ten."

Xiao Lingchao showed an incredulous expression, "You're lying to me?"

"I have no time to lie to you." Yuan Yao had just finished speaking when she heard fierce fighting sounds from ahead.

Xiao Lingchao suddenly recalled something: the person in charge of this island was his maternal grandfather; his complexion changed slightly, and he rushed toward the source of the noise.

By the time he arrived, he saw hundreds of figures in black tightly surrounding Song Yan and Xue Jin, and not far from the battle circle, the spirited white‑robed elder was his grandfather—Xiao Ming.

At this moment, Xiao Lingchao's appearance also caught Xiao Ming's attention.

Xiao Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, then feigned incomprehension and asked, "A Chao, why are you here?"

"Grandpa, who are they?" Xiao Lingchao didn't let the question slide; he raised his hand seriously and pointed at the hundreds of black‑clad figures.

Xiao Ming's expression hardened, he raised his hand slightly, "Protect the young master."

In an instant, a dozen black silhouettes rushed toward Xiao Lingchao.

Xiao Lingchao was about to say "no need," but in the next instant he felt the intense killing intent radiating from those black‑clad figures.

He looked incredulously toward his own grandfather's direction.

His grandfather still wore a cold expression, seemingly unaware that those black figures intended to kill him!

He swiftly drew his sword.

Clang—

His long sword, once drawn, was sliced by one of the black‑clad figures and sent flying to the ground.

Xiao Lingchao, terrified, stepped back a few paces, instinctively cried out to his grandfather, "Grandpa, save me!"

But Xiao Ming remained unmoved.

Just as the blade was about to strike him, a figure suddenly flashed before him, and swung the sword!

"Ten thousand mountains and myriad laws, the sword subdues all phenomena!"

With a booming blast, those ten‑plus black figures were all hurled away.

Xiao Ming looked closely and saw a white‑clothed girl with a high ponytail wielding a multicolored long sword, shielding Xiao Lingchao behind her.

A cold sharpness flashed in Xiao Ming's eyes.

Yuan Yao tilted her head slightly, "A Chao, didn't you want to know who those black figures are?"

She paused, then said, "Then let them speak for themselves."

As soon as she finished, the black figures felt a pang of pain in their mind seas, then their bodies stiffened and their eyes went hollow.

"Who are you?"

"We come from… the Xiahou family of the Third Continent." The black figures slowly spoke.

This revelation made Xiao Lingchao show a shocked expression.

"Why?!"

"A Chao, do you trust her or grandpa?" At this moment, Xiao Ming spoke calmly.

Xiao Lingchao looked at Xiao Ming's stern face, his heart tangled with hesitation.

"Come, A Chao." Xiao Ming frowned and gestured toward Xiao Lingchao.

Xiao Lingchao looked at Yuan Yao, about to speak but held back.

Xiao Ming's tone deepened, full of authority: "A Chao!"

At this moment, the balance in Xiao Lingchao's heart still tipped toward his blood‑related grandfather; he stepped toward Xiao Ming, walking slowly.

"A Chao!" Yuan Yao frowned, "Don't go!"

Just as Yuan Yao was about to move toward Xiao Ming, unexpectedly Xiao Lingchao suddenly turned and ran back.

He hid behind her.

Yuan Yao: "?"

"Grandfather wants to kill me!" Xiao Lingchao's reason still overcame his emotions; he unconsciously grabbed Yuan Yao's sleeve, his voice aggrieved as he said, "He surely still wants to attack Father and Mother!"

Saying this, he hurriedly drew his sword back into his hand.

His expression became resolute: "Tell me, what should I do?"

Yuan Yao said: "You are the island lord's son; you should, in that capacity, do what you ought to do—for example, persuade them to bind hands and surrender, or else, kill them without mercy!"

Over a hundred people present were Fusang Island residents; upon hearing Yuan Yao's words, their faces changed slightly.

Xiao Ming's gaze was gloomy as he stared at Yuan Yao and Xiao Lingchao, he let out a cold snort, and solemnly ordered: "This is not a place for you to play house; seize them!"

The reason he did not order the killing of Yuan Yao and the others is because he knew they were disciples of the Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord.

Even if he obtained the island lord's position by killing them, he would not live long.

Because the Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord would surely kill him.

Yuan Yao's lips curled: "Playing house? Sorry, we are indeed accompanying you in playing house, because your conspiracies and tricks have already been uncovered by my youngest senior brother. Do you think your son and the Young Master Xiahou might already be dead?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ming's expression became uncertain, his breathing slightly disturbed: "How could you possibly know?!"

Yuan Yao raised her eyebrows: "Because we are omnipotent!"

She formed a seal with one hand and chanted the incantation.

In an instant, a layer of totemic barrier enveloped the entire small island.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared!

Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Formation!

Activate—

The whole island was shrouded in flashing lightning, and the powerful sense of oppression seemed to snatch away one's breath in an instant.

Xiao Lingchao was stunned, eyes wide open.

"All of you, repent!"

"First form of repentance, thunder punishment!"