Chapter 301: A Youth Named Gu Qingxiao

In less than ten minutes, the battle between Xiao Ding and Lin Xiu ended rapidly.

To everyone's astonishment, the proud talent of the Ancient Clan, who had mastered a vast array of high-level Dou Techniques, was actually no match for a member of the long-declined Xiao Clan.

As for the reason...

"How do you possess a Heaven-Tier Dou Technique?" Lin Xiu's face flushed, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with deep disbelief.

What was going on?

Had the Xiao Clan not declined?

Then how could the guy opposite him suddenly pull out a Heaven-Tier Dou Technique in the middle of a fight?

For a Dou Technique of this grade, if one wanted to learn it within the Ancient Clan, it not only required massive contributions, but the cultivation requirements were also extremely harsh.

Even though he was now a Commander of the Black Annihilation Army, he still lacked the ability to learn a Heaven-Tier Dou Technique for the time being.

Now, a peer of a fallen Xiao Clan family that he had looked down upon had actually produced a Heaven-Tier Dou Technique he himself could not obtain; one could imagine the shock this caused Lin Xiu.

If not for the fact that Xiao Ding had no intent to kill and withdrew his hand in time, he, the Black Annihilation Army Second Commander, would have been finished today.

"You mean this?" Xiao Ding tidied his slightly disheveled clothes and said casually, "Just obtained by chance."

"Not worth mentioning!"

The others also reluctantly accepted Xiao Ding's explanation. After all, the decline of the Xiao Clan was a reality; if the clan truly possessed a Heaven-Tier Dou Technique, then the other party's foundation was simply too terrifying.

However, the two consecutive battles by the Xiao Yan brothers had already dispelled the crowd's contempt for these two Xiao Clan juniors.

No matter where one is, people always respect the strong, and they had already proven their strength.

Even if there were trouble later, it would not be the turn of these weaklings to cause it.

Meanwhile, in a pavilion in a distant corner, the people of the Yan Clan had already noticed a few clues.

"Those two from the Xiao Clan are trying to establish their prestige!" said a slightly flippant man.

"But this display of prestige is indeed very effective, isn't it?" said a rather sturdy middle-aged man.

At least for these two days, no one would be tactless enough to provoke them.

"Those two from the Xiao Clan must be aiming for the Heavenly Tomb!" said the last man, who was wearing a white robe.

"I imagine this trip to the Heavenly Tomb will be very interesting."

At this moment, the man who spoke first raised a doubt: "The people of the Ancient Clan shouldn't return the spots to the Xiao Clan so easily, right?"

It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury back to frugality. In his view, the Ancient Clan had occupied those spots for so long that they likely viewed the Xiao Clan's spots as their own; trying to get them back from those Ancient Clan Elders would probably be as difficult as ascending to heaven!

The white-robed man smiled slightly, "Then why do you think the Xiao Clan, having been away from the Central Plains for many years, didn't return sooner or later, but chose to come at this very moment?"

"And it just so happens to be two people."

"I'm afraid the Xiao Clan has already made some preparations!"

He then added: "These things have nothing to do with us; let's just see how the Ancient Clan and the Xiao Clan plan to resolve this."

The others looked at each other, their eyes dancing with gossipy light. The Xiao Clan returning to the Central Plains after a thousand years, and their first target being the Heavenly Tomb spots—this was a huge piece of news!

Compared to the scene of other Ancient Race members watching the show, two figures shrouded in black robes in the shadows looked coldly at Xiao Ding on the arena and said grimly:

"The people of the Xiao Clan are truly like lingering ghosts!"

"Forget it, let this trip to the Heavenly Tomb be your grave!"

At this time, Xiao Han was strolling around the Ancient Realm accompanied by Gu Dao. Except for forbidden areas like the Ancestral Worship Hall, which stored the Tuoshe Ancient God Jade and was heavily guarded, the vast majority of places in the Ancient Clan were given the green light for Xiao Han.

Not to mention Gu Dao, who was following closely by his side, but in the eyes of Gu Yuan and the others, Xiao Han's cultivation had reached such a level that there was almost nothing in the Ancient Clan that the other party would take a fancy to.

Strict guarding would only increase unpleasantness, so it was better to be generous.

On the way, Xiao Han asked as if it were a casual matter: "Elder Gu Dao, I have heard that after the Ancient Clan Coming of Age Ceremony, members of the Ancient Race have the opportunity to enter the Heavenly Tomb?"

"That is correct!" Gu Dao was startled, but he answered anyway. These were not secrets that could not be told, so he explained the Heavenly Tomb quite clearly.

"The Heavenly Tomb was created by an Ancient Dou Emperor of the past, with the original intention of providing a place for the souls of fallen experts of the continent to rest. It was also entrusted to my Ancient Clan to look after."

"However, because the flow of time inside the Heavenly Tomb is five times that of the outside world, and the internal energy is rich, there are also some Energy Bodies that are of great benefit to cultivation."

"Therefore, it has become a place for the younger generation of many Ancient Races to undergo trials."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Han said with some curiosity:

"There must be quite a few experts among the Energy Bodies in the Heavenly Tomb, right? Aren't you afraid that those geniuses will perish inside?"

Regarding this, Gu Dao was very indifferent: "Most of the powerful Energy Bodies are on the third level of the Heavenly Tomb. Those who enter the Heavenly Tomb for trials know this well and will not overestimate their abilities by forcing their way in."

"If something happens even under these circumstances, then it can only be said that they are not destined for the path of the strong, and they cannot blame others."

Xiao Han probed slightly: "I wonder if this Heavenly Tomb allows others to enter?"

Gu Dao became suddenly vigilant, "The rules of the Heavenly Tomb have been passed down for countless years; even my Ancient Clan cannot ignore the other Ancient Races and break the rules."

"So, I am afraid I must disappoint the Ice Saint."

"I was just asking, no other meaning intended." Xiao Han smiled.

This immediately put Gu Dao at ease, and he wiped a cold sweat from his brow; he had been worried that the person before him would be relentless.

At this moment, the commotion ahead caught Xiao Han's attention.

"Let's go take a look." Without waiting for Gu Dao to reply, Xiao Han walked forward.

Gu Dao sighed helplessly and had no choice but to follow; he never expected that an expert like the Ice Saint would actually enjoy joining in the excitement!

The two were currently strolling through the residential area of the Ancient Realm's vast descendants.

Xiao Han had walked no more than a hundred meters when he saw several teenagers in their teens gathered at a corner.

From the situation, one of the teenagers holding a spear was clearly surrounded by the others.

But despite this, the former showed no panic, and a pair of bright, sharp eyes like a hawk's were as calm as an ancient well.

"Your Excellency..."

Gu Dao had already caught up by this time, and following Xiao Han's gaze, his expression immediately turned sour. The dark side of the Ancient Clan was actually being seen by a guest like this; it really affected their image!

"Keep watching!" Without noticing Gu Dao's mood, Xiao Han reached out to stop Gu Dao, who was preparing to step forward.

Hearing this, Gu Dao could only stand there with Xiao Han. Although the two of them appeared to be standing there quite openly, no one was aware of their presence.

At this moment, the argument between the few people also reached the ears of Xiao Han and his companion.

"Gu Qingxiao, our boss taking you in as a lackey is him thinking highly of you; don't be ungrateful!" Among those surrounding him, a sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked youth said sternly.

The "boss" mentioned in his words wore a look of arrogance, appearing as if he were second only to heaven itself.

As for the Gu Qingxiao mentioned, the spear-wielding youth, he shook his head slightly, as if stating a fact: "A defeated opponent; I have no interest."

The brief words were filled with intense pride.

These words seemed to ignite a powder keg; the leading youth's face turned ferocious, and he mocked, "Gu Qingxiao, what right does a guy like you, who has almost no Dou Di Bloodline, have to mock me?"

"My current bloodline concentration is Third Grade, and I will definitely become an official member of the Ancient Clan in the future, while you..."

He said disdainfully, "Will always just be a descendant!"

Hearing this, a ripple finally flashed through Gu Qingxiao's eyes. Even though he possessed a temperament far exceeding that of an average youth, he could not avoid being affected when facing the environment of the Ancient Clan, which valued bloodline concentration above all else.

Because of his extremely low bloodline concentration, he had suffered countless cold shoulders and humiliations; it was precisely because of this that he cultivated desperately, improving his strength, wanting to prove himself.

But having strength greater than others only led to more intense mockery from those people regarding his bloodline.

For a moment, he could not help but fall into confusion.

By this point, Xiao Han also understood the cause and effect, and sighed slightly—the tragedy of the Ancient Race!

Gu Dao, however, was accustomed to this; as one of the top five powerhouses of the Ancient Clan, he had seen such situations too many times and had long since become numb over the years.

Although the theory that bloodline is everything is not necessarily correct, it cannot be denied that those with higher bloodline grades generally have stronger talent than those with lower bloodlines, and they cannot manage too much.

If they were to discover and confirm the talent of every single Ancient Clan descendant one by one, it would be pure fantasy; they could only do it this way.

Moreover, Gu Dao had not discovered anything special about that youth, so he could only let it go; such is the cruelty of the world.

Xiao Han did not continue watching and left directly, with Gu Dao following closely behind.