"The Lord City Lord is truly thoughtful."
"When the time comes, as long as the countless crimes committed by the Mo Clan over the years are made public, even if Yun Yun wishes to save them, she won't be able to antagonize the inhabitants of the dozen or so surrounding cities."
Ye Cong gave Bol a thumbs-up.
"Ye Cong, Bol, you two shameless villains! I owe you so much to the Mo Clan."
"Now that the Great Elder has just passed away, you're so eager to bring destruction upon the Mo Clan. The Great Elder's spirit in Heaven will never let you go."
Mo Lan glared at Bol and Ye Cong, roaring.
"Haha, Mo Lan, scream as much as you want!"
"If Mo Cheng knew I sent your family to a reunion below, he would surely be smiling in his grave and grateful to me."
Bol sneered, his eyes narrowed to a slit, a murderous glint in his eyes.
"Bor, Ye Cong, release my family!"
Just as Bor was about to order Mo Lan and the others away, a crisp, delicate cry reached everyone's ears.
Following the sound, they saw a woman in a red dress approaching.
"Lin'er?"
"Hurry up and save me, hurry up and save me!"
Mo Lan, upon seeing his daughter approach, immediately cried out for help.
Of course, he wasn't counting on Mo Linglin herself; he had noticed the man beside her, wearing the Fourth-Rank Alchemist badge.
He figured this must be the reinforcements his daughter had summoned.
As expected of Mo Lan's daughter, she knew that in a crisis of family survival, it was better to seek help first than to resort to useless scumbags.
"Mo Linglin?"
The Bor City Lord's expression changed slightly upon seeing Mo Linglin.
He knew she had clung to the support of an alchemist.
He hadn't expected that alchemist to dare come here.
"City Lord, that's a fourth-grade alchemist. We can't afford to offend him."
"If he recruits a large number of powerful individuals to support the Mo Clan, then Yancheng might once again be ruled by the Mo Clan,"
Ye Cong whispered beside Bol.
"Sir, are you planning to interfere in Yancheng's internal affairs?"
The Bor City Lord didn't take Mo Linglin seriously.
What truly frightened him was Xiao Yan, the fourth-grade alchemist.
"Mo Linglin is my disciple. When she's in trouble, it's only natural for me, her teacher, to lend her support,"
Xiao Yan said to the Bor City Lord with a faint smile.
"Sir, I'm Linglin's father. Please save me. I, Mo, will be grateful."
Before the Bor City Lord could reply, Mo Lan spoke first.
He was truly afraid of death. In the original novel, he was the first to want to return Qinglin to Xiao Yan and settle the matter.
Unfortunately, Mo Cheng was unreliable and insisted on confronting Xiao Yan, and then died.
Qinglin was also taken away by the people from the Heavenly Snake Mansion.
His behavior was completely within Xiao Yan's expectations.
"Father, don't worry. Teacher will definitely take care of our Mo Clan."
Mo Linglin, who had already reached Mo Lan's side, spoke.
"What the Mo Clan has done is unspeakable and infuriating. I've already reported it to the imperial court."
"Jia Xingtian, Elder Jia, will be in Yancheng soon."
Seeing Xiao Yan's determination to take charge of the matter, the Bor City Lord immediately brought up the Jia Ma Imperial Family and Jia Xingtian.
Even if the other party was a fourth-grade alchemist, he wouldn't dare act too presumptuously against Elder Jia, a peak Dou Huang.
"What? Are you trying to pressure me with the imperial family?"
"But I forgot to tell you, alchemy is just a side job."
"My Dou Qi cultivation far exceeds my alchemy level."
Xiao Yan's smile widened as he took a step forward, seemingly stepping on the air as if it were flat ground.
Under the horrified gaze of the people around him, Xiao Yan stepped up, tens of meters above the ground.
"Treading... stepping through the air, a Dou Zong expert!"
Only then did Bor City Lord understand what Xiao Yan had meant when he said alchemy was just a side job.
This young man, besides being a fourth-grade alchemist, was also a Dou Zong expert.
"Haha, I never thought my Lin'er would have such an opportunity to learn from a Dou Zong expert."
"Bo'er, aren't you going to kill me?"
"Come on, try! I, the head of the family, will stand right here and let you kill me. If I even frown, I'll take your last name."
Unlike the others who gasped and cried out in terror, Mo Lan was now floating in the air.
With such a powerful figure as his protector, the status of their Mo family would not only not decline, but would actually rise.
"Great Elder, your spirit in heaven can rest in peace.
My Mo Clan has a new backer. In the future, this Jia Ma Empire will surely be my Mo Clan's domain,"
Mo Lan thought with immense excitement. Behind him, the previously dejected Mo Clan members now held their heads high, their chests puffed out, their expressions full of pride and defiance.
Watching this scene, Xiao Yan, perched in the air, almost couldn't help but slap them to death.
These Mo Clan members truly deserved death. If they hadn't been of some use, Xiao Yan would have killed them all long ago.
"Dou... Dou Zong... Puff!"
Ye Cong, standing beside the Bor City Lord, watched Xiao Yan soaring in the air, his body trembling, his eyes filled with fear.
Finally, he managed a few words, a mouthful of blood gushing out, and he died of shock, his body falling straight backward.
Ye Cong's death sent a shudder through the Bor City Lord.
His portly body tumbled to his knees with a thud.
"Sir, please spare me, sir, please spare me!"
"Actually, I've always supported the Mo family. It was... it was Ye Cong, yes, that Ye Cong, who learned this evil art of controlling people's minds from somewhere."
"He controlled my mind, which led me to harm the Mo family. This was absolutely not my intention."
While begging for mercy, the Bor City Lord placed all the blame on Ye Cong, leaving no one to testify.
"Dou Zong?"
Even Nalan Yanran was a little dazed as she watched Xiao Yan in the air.
Such a young Dou Zong was no less capable than Xiao Yan in his previous life.
But why had she never heard of this person in her past life? What was his name?
"My name is Chen Beixuan, an inner sect elder of the Dao Sect."
"I have something to say now, please listen carefully."
After shocking everyone, Xiao Yan spoke slowly. His voice was not loud, but it echoed throughout every corner of Yancheng.
"The Mo Clan has committed so many bad things entirely due to the personal reasons of their chief elder, Mo Cheng."
"Now that Mo Cheng is dead, the Mo Clan has become a subsidiary faction of our Dao Sect. Why can't everyone be tolerant and give them a chance to mend their ways?"
"No one is perfect. I believe that under the leadership of Mo Clan Patriarch, Mo Lan, and the correct guidance of our Dao Sect, the Mo Clan will no longer exploit you as they have in the past."
"At the same time, our Dao Sect will send people to monitor the Mo Clan's actions. If they persist in their stubborn ways, I will personally take action to eliminate them."
"Would you all be willing to give me, Chen Beixuan, some favor and let this matter of the Mo Clan go?"
Xiao Yan's words immediately triggered a flurry of discussion among the crowd below.
They were filled with questions, such as what kind of faction was the Dao Sect?
With its support, would the Mo Clan continue to expand and exploit their surplus value?
Of course, most people still felt that this Dou Zong expert was quite reasonable.
Despite possessing overwhelming power, he was willing to offer gentle counsel to Xiao Yan and his companions, demonstrating his benevolence and kindness.
"Lord Chen Beixuan, I wholeheartedly agree with what you say."
"As you say, no one is perfect. My Lord, I have been deceived. Please give me a chance to mend my ways,"
the Bor City Lord was the first to speak out, echoing Xiao Yan's words.
With the City Lord's words, other factions, both large and small, and even the common people, despite having often suffered from the Mo Clan's oppression, could only echo his words, expressing their willingness to give the Mo Clan a chance.
"It seems you all are reasonable people. I am deeply relieved."
"In a few days, powerful men from our Dao Sect will be stationed in Yancheng."
"When that happens, if anyone has any grievances against the Mo Clan, please feel free to express them."
Xiao Yan nodded with satisfaction, and with this, he slowly descended from the sky.
Thus, the Mo Clan's crisis was averted.
Mo Lan and the others, aware of Xiao Yan's attitude, all calmed down a bit, no longer daring to provoke the others as they had before.
"Thank you, Master. I will repay you in the future,"
Mo Linglin said, looking at Xiao Yan with immense gratitude.
"Um... sir, I've already sent someone to inform the Jia Ma Imperial Family of what's happening here. If Elder Jia arrives in Yancheng, things might be difficult to handle,"
the Bor City Lord said cautiously, looking at Xiao Yan.
"If he arrives, naturally, the experts from our Dao Sect will handle him. You don't need to worry,"
Xiao Yan said nonchalantly.
"That's good. Thank you again for sparing me. If there's nothing else, I'll withdraw."
The Bor City Lord, relieved that he wouldn't have to deal with anything, said.
"Dao Sect?"
"In all my past lives, I've never heard of this faction before,"
Nalan Yanran thought to herself.
At that moment, she was completely certain that her rebirth had caused events in this life to unfold completely differently from those in her previous one.
...
After resolving the Mo Clan issue, Xiao Yan was treated as a distinguished guest.
Nalan Yanran also took the opportunity to contact him, hoping to learn more about the Dao Sect's true nature.
However, after speaking with Xiao Yan, her already confused feelings grew even more elusive. After
dealing with this series of events, Xiao Yan created a shadow clone and went to Hai Bodong to ask him to come to Yancheng to take charge.
He, himself, quietly awaited his death.
Time passed, and soon the day of his own death in the life simulation arrived.
Xiao Yan, having prepared early in the morning, sat cross-legged in his room, chatting in his swimsuit and observing the changes in himself.
From morning to afternoon, everything was normal.
At night, Xiao Yan suddenly felt a chill rising from the depths of his soul.
The next moment, a blood-red hexagram formation emerged with him at its center, trapping him within.
Then, a blood-red light instantly filled the room, and Xiao Yan transformed into a puppet, remaining within the hexagram formation.
This was the surrogate puppet.
When the puppet took effect, it meant Xiao Yan's life was gone.
He would be reborn at a random location.
...
Jama Holy City, the inner courtyard of the Imperial Palace.
A sudden flash of light appeared, and Xiao Yan descended from the sky onto the ground outside a palace.
"Huh? I'm dead now?"
"Why didn't I feel anything?"
Xiao Yan's eyes were filled with bewilderment.
When the surrogate puppet was activated, he truly felt nothing.
Only when he appeared in this unfamiliar place did he realize he had already died once.
This silent and unnoticeable method of killing was truly chilling.
"Teacher, are you still there?"
After the shock subsided, Xiao Yan attempted to communicate with the Medicine Emperor.
"Hmm, what just happened?"
"Why did you suddenly appear here?"
The Medicine Emperor's voice soon reached him.
Even he, the former Dou Emperor, was deeply puzzled.
"I don't know either. Let's first see where we are!"
Xiao Yan shook his head. Immediately, he unleashed his soul power, instantly covering the entire city.
"Is this the Holy City of Gama?"
A moment later, Xiao Yan knew where he was.
He had been reborn in the Holy City of Gama.
Furthermore, when he had just used his soul power to explore the city, he had discovered that many areas could repel his soul power.
Furthermore, the two princesses of the royal family, Yao Ye and Yao Yue, both possessed Dou Huang-level strength.
Seeing this, Xiao Yan's first thought was to find a place to hide.
"Haha, sir, trespassing into the palace at night? What's your purpose?"
Just as Xiao Yan was about to leave, a feminine voice echoed from behind him.
Turning, he saw a man dressed in eunuch attire, with a pale face and no beard, standing behind him.
"Little one, don't be careless. This person is no ordinary person. He even managed to deceive my perception."
As the Medicine Emperor's voice rang out again,
Xiao Yan's heart sank. Could
the Gama royal family actually still harbor such a master?
No, if there really is such a master, why would Jia Xingtian worry about Yunlan Sect?
In other words, this person is not the one in the original novel, or in other words, he definitely does not have such strength in the original novel.
In this case, the identity of the other party is self-evident.
A time traveler!
He must have been possessed by a time traveler, so he became so abnormal.
"I stumbled into this place by mistake, not intentionally sneaking in."
Xiao Yan said with narrowed eyes.
"Stumbled into this place?"
"You are quite powerful. Tell me your name and see if I know you."
The man in eunuch clothes said with a feminine smile.
"Dao Zong, Chen Beixuan."
After hearing the other party's words, Xiao Yan spoke slowly.
Not being able to hear his inner voice made Xiao Yan a little unsure of what to do.
"Hmm?"
"I know Dao Zong, and Chen Beixuan has heard of him too, but you've put the two together and I'm completely confused."
"Have you ever heard of the Exploding Heaven Gang?"
the eunuch asked, a half-smile on his face as he looked at Xiao Yan.
"I haven't asked yet, but who are you?"
Xiao Yan's lips twitched slightly. Was this eunuch really a time traveler?
The question then arose: was he a real eunuch or a fake one?
"No problem. Everyone in the palace, respectfully, calls me Steward Meng."
"Since you've heard of the Exploding Heaven Gang, I suppose you're from the same group as me?"
Steward Meng was now confident that Xiao Yan was a time traveler.
However, he refrained from making any rash moves. Instead, he wanted to see what this fellow villager had in mind for his late-night visit.
"If Steward Meng says so, then so be it!"
"I've noticed before that the two princesses of the royal family have Dou Huang-level cultivation. Could it be that Steward Meng's influence?"
Xiao Yan didn't deny it, but instead turned the conversation around to the two princesses.
"You can tell they're both my personal disciples. They're no ordinary people."
"They're my personal disciples. Even Jia Xingtian doesn't know. They're both already Dou Huang powerhouses."
Steward Meng spoke with a touch of pride.
"Personally adopted disciples?"
Xiao Yan confirmed.
"..." Steward Meng
felt Xiao Yan was humiliating him.
How could a man like him, a major eunuch with missing limbs, possibly enter the inner chamber?
He was troubled by the thought of being transported back to a eunuch.
But the situation was irreversible, and he could only accept it.
Fortunately, he carried with him a 'Disciple Critical Hit Return System.' Whenever he taught a disciple, the information he passed on would trigger a critical hit return. This
could range from a low of 1x critical hit to a high of 10,000x critical hit.
He was also very lucky; every critical hit reward was at least 100x.
As a result, in just three years, he had ascended from Dou Shi to a peak Dou Zong powerhouse.
He was just one step away from reaching the Dou Zun realm.
As for the fact that the Medicine Emperor couldn't detect his aura, it wasn't because he was too powerful, but rather because he possessed a treasure that blocked the detection of soul power.
For Steward Meng, his only regret in this life was traveling through time as a eunuch. He
had no other regrets.
Therefore, he vowed to help Xiao Yan when he returned to his three-year appointment. He
hoped he would accept his favor and reforge a true male body for him in the future.
He didn't want to be a man without limbs.
"Brother Chen, don't make fun of me."
"I'm truly powerless,"
Steward Meng sighed.
"So Steward Meng is actually a eunuch. I
deeply sympathize with you," Xiao Yan said after a moment of silence.
"For the sake of our fellow countrymen, Brother Chen, please leave!"
"I don't want to fight here."
Steward Meng's eyelids twitched, clearly irritated by the repeated exposure of his wounds.
He held off because he wasn't completely sure he could capture Xiao Yan; otherwise, he would have killed him long ago.
"Brother Meng, I suddenly don't want to leave. How about you take me in for a while?"
Seeing that the other party wanted to drive him away, Xiao Yan was reluctant to leave.
Just now, when he used his soul power to scan the people in Jia Ma Holy City, he saw a bunch of monsters.
There were also some places that could not be explored, which made him even more wary.
Even if he really wanted to leave, he would have to wait for the system to wake up.
"Haha, this is not a charity!"
(End of this chapter