The luxurious panquin gradually came to a halt at the foot of the mountain. Xiao Yan opened his eyes and up at the t peak that pierced the clouds. A stoaircase that seemed to lead straight to the heaveended into the cloud yer above, where the renowned Misty Cloud Sect of the Jia Ma Empire was situated.

  For disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect who wished to desd the mountain to purchase supplies, they had to traverse this sky-reag stairway. For those with weaker strength, eveurn journey proved challenging.

  Xiao Yan looked at the sect faintly visible sect above the clouds and said calmly, "Announce my arrival. They should know who has e."

  The moment his words fell, the four Dou Spirits simultaneously circuted the Dou Qi within their bodies and shouted in unison, "The Little Leader of the Xiao , Xiao Yan, has arrived at the Misty Cloud Sect!!"

  The bined Dou Qi–infused roar of the four Dou Spirits thundered like rolling clouds, the sound eg throughout the entire Misty ountain and even reag Misty Cloud City behind them.

  Their voices reverberated across the entire sect.

  Behind Xiao Yan, Jia Xing Tian and the others following him could only shake their heads with wry smiles.

  "This little fellow truly doesn't put the Misty Cloud Se his eyes at all."

  "Good grief, it's been so many years sineone dared to shout so brazenly at the Misty Cloud Sect. This old man has fotten who the st one was."

  At this moment, some Dou Practitioner and Dou Master disciples climbing the stoeps up to the Misty Cloud Sect couldn't help but look downward.

  "The Xiao ? Whi is that? How dare they be sant, shouting at the Misty Cloud Sect like this!"

  "Wait a minute, why does the name Xiao Yan sound so familiar?"

  "I remember now! Isn't Senior Sister Yanran's fianamed Xiao Yan?"

  "No way!! A few years ago, wasn't there talk about Senior Sister Yanran wanting to annul the e? It's been years; what happened with that matter? Why was there no follow-up?"

  "I heard that Senior Sister Yanran emerged from the Gate of Life ah the day before yesterday, and today there are over a thousand senior brothers and sisters gathered at the square. Even the First Elder and the Sect Leader are present. Could it be reted to this matter?"

  A sense of an impending storm suddenly filled the hearts of all the Misty Cloud Sect disciples. Everyone uood that something signifit was about to happen.

  Many disciples sehe unusual atmosphere and hurriedly began to make their way toward the sect.

  At this moment, nearly a thousand people were seated cross-legged in the Misty Cloud Sect's Dueling Arena. They formed a semicircle, and without exception, all were dressed in moon-white robes. The cloud and sword emblems on their sleeves fluttered in the wind like living creatures, faintly exuding traces of sword i.

  At the top of the arena, a series of t stos extended upwards. The higher the seat, the older the oct teo be. On the highest stoform sat Sect Leader Yun Yun with her legs crossed. Below her were over a dozen white-robed elders sitting with their eyes closed iation.

  Although these elders appeared ordinary on the surface, the fact that their robes remained as still as steel despite the blowing wind made it clear to everyohat these elders were not simple figures!

  Below these white-robed elders was a solitary stoep. Nan Yanran, dressed in a moon-white gown, had her eyes slightly closed. The gentle breeze pressed her robe tightly against her delicate body, revealing the perfect curves beh. Her beautiful face was serene and indifferent.

  The shouts of the four Dou Spirits naturally reached the arena.

  First Elder Yun Leed in the ter knitted his brows tightly. o him, Elder Yun Du snorted coldly and said, "Does he think this is a pce where someone from a petty shout and bellow as they please?"

  "A mere from a small border town, truly thinking too highly of themselves," Elder Yun Sha oher side said, his eyes also filled with displeasure.

  Before long, the sounds of wind being cut through echoed in the air. Several figures appeared atop the t treetops surrounding the arena. Standing oips of these giant trees were many figures: Fa Ma, Jia Xing Tian, Nan Jie, and other leaders and their juniors. Even Mu Zhan and those who had previously cshed with Xiao Yan were present to observe the duel.

  These people had all received invitations from the Misty Cloud Sect to personally withe duel and serve as its witnesses.

  There was no doubt that the Misty Cloud Sect had immense fiden Nan Yanran, who had returned from the Gate of Life ah! They believed that while Xiao Yan was undeniably skilled in alchemy, bat was not his forte.

  After the echoes gradually faded, Xiao Yan gave a slight nod. Only then did the four Dou Spirit dark guards dare to step forward and asd the steps of Misty ountain.

  The moment Xiao Yan's body crossed onto the mountain, his eyes suddenly snapped open, and his gaze became serious!

  'This is...!!'

  Moments ter, Xiao Yan discreetly took out the Soul and Token from his ste ring. Just as he had entered Misty ountaiiced that the Soul and Token had reacted.

  A wisp of soul light visible only to him extended from the Soul and Token in his hand and pointed in a certain dire.

  'Just as I suspected, the Hall of Souls is indeed within the Misty Cloud Sect. But why would the Hall of Souls be ihe Misty Cloud Sect? Is it a ce?' Xiao Yan furrowed his brows, sensing that something was amiss.

  The Hall of Souls and the Misty Cloud Sect were different kinds of fas. Why would these two entities be iwined? Logically, this was not possible.

  Xiao Yan put away the Soul and Token, but his expression remairemely grave.

  Because not only had the Soul and Tokeed just now—even his own body had reacted!

  In that instant, his heart suddenly pounded violently, and the blood in his body began to floidly. The Heavenly Fme within his Acceptance Soul seemed on the verge of losing trol!

  Xiao Yan knew what this feeling was. He had almost inexplicably activated the Skyfire Three Mysterious ge!

  And the poundiion in his heart just now was the same sensation he had when he first discovered the bck jade piece taining the Skyfire Three Mysterious ge!

  This was what truly shocked Xiao Yan. What he couldn't uand the most was why ing to the Misty Cloud Sect would trigger the same sensation from that day!

  'Is it because I cultivated the Skyfire Three Mysterious ge? But wasn't the creator of this Secret Teique a genius from a certain Dou God ? Could it be reted to the Hall of Souls?!'

  Xiao Yan clearly remembered that the cultivation scroll for the Skyfire Three Mysterious ge was in the possession of the Hall of Souls.

  In the end, he slowly leaned ba the panquin, a faint smile emerging on his face as he thought, 'It seems this trip to the Misty Cloud Sect wasn't in vain after all. Things are getting more and more iing.'

  Time passed sed by sed. Then, at a certain moment, the creaking sound of the panquin and footsteps suddenly rang out from the stoeps outside the arena.

  This sound caused a subtle ge imosphere within the arena.

  All the Misty Cloud Sect disciples opeheir eyes, their gazes locked onto the stoeps where an exquisitely crafted aravagantly luxurious panquin gradually came into view.

  Nan Yanran ooform also slowly opened her bright eyes, her gaze settling on that panquin.

  In a departure from his usual self, Xiao Yan now resembled a noble young master as he sat in the panquin with his eyes closed.

  For some reason, Nan Yanran's previously calm heart suddenly began to beat erratically.

  After all, the cause of this duel was her unsuccessful attempt to annul their e, which meant that Xiao Yan was still her fiancé.

  The footsteps drew closer and closer until even the dozen or so white-robed elders ooform and Yun Yun opeheir eyes, all gazes verging on the same spot.

  When Yun Yun's eyes fell upon Xiao Yan in the panquin, her elegant and noble face showed a moment of astonishment before being dazed. Her beautiful eyes filled with shock.

  Yun Yun naturally hadn't known that Xiao Yan was Yao Yan. Now that she thought about it, Yao Yan = Xiao Yan the Alchemist, she immediately uood that this guy had used an alias just like she had!

  Their gazes met. Xiao Yan awkwardly rubbed his nose, a hint of guilt in his voice as he said to Yun Yun, "Uh... long time no see, Yun Zhi."

  For a moment, many people present wideheir eyes, gng from Xiao Yan to the stunned Yun Yun, then to the utterly fused Nan Yanran.

  All of them gasped inwardly. plicated! Very plicated!

  Not only was this triaable, but it was also incredibly plex! So plex that evehagorean Theorem could only throw up its hands i!

  In the shadows, Ling Ying's eyebrows furrowed upon realizing the situation was far from simple.

  "This fellow truly has a peach blossom fate," he murmured.

  Ling Ying had already made up his mind. He would definitely report everything to Xun Er once he returned.