Chapter 8

Seeing the young man with a mischievous smile, Yan Shifei's heart pounded wildly, and she shrank back like a little woman.

Creak!

At this moment, the sound of the door being pushed open suddenly rang out, and a young girl walked in.

"Sister, what are you doing with Brother Xiao Yun!" Yan Shiyang walked over, her nose wrinkled, and as she looked at the two on the bed, she felt increasingly uneasy. "Hmph, they must be hiding something from me, that's why they always make me leave."

Noticing her sister's disheveled hair, it seemed something had just happened.

But what could happen between a young man and a beautiful woman?

Especially when she saw that her sister was only draped in a thin veil, revealing her fair skin, her cheeks puffed up, and she looked jealous and angry, as if she had come to catch someone in the act.

"What's with that girl's expression?" Xiao Yun spread his palms, gave Yan Shiyang a withering look, and leaped off the bed.

"Nothing." Yan Shifei also gave an awkward smile.

"Hmph." Yan Shiyang pouted, looking unhappy.

Xiao Yun ignored her, put on his boots, and stood beside the bed.

After a while, Yan Shifei had changed into a green dress and walked over gracefully.

"Sister, are you feeling better?" Seeing her sister's rosy complexion, Yan Shiyang's anger subsided by half.

"Yes." Yan Shifei nodded, then glanced at the young man beside her, her eyes narrowing, her long lashes trembling, and she said with a smile, "Xiao Yun, I noticed that you extracted the poison much faster this time. Has your martial soul advanced?"

"Just a small step forward a couple of days ago." Xiao Yun spread his palms and said.

"Oh." Yan Shifei's lashes lifted slightly, and she smiled, "Congratulations, you will surely achieve greatness in the future."

"I hope so." Xiao Yun smiled, knowing that only this young girl had never treated him coldly because of his talent.

Otherwise, why would Yan Shifei have been concerned about her sister's coldness?

"These are some fire-attribute spirit medicines I had collected for you to give to Ling'er." Yan Shifei took out a brocade-wrapped package from the room and handed it to the young man. Inside were a few Fire Essence Fruits and Fire Essence Herbs.

"Thank you, Sister Shifei." Xiao Yun took the package without hesitation.

"You don't need to be so formal with your sister." Yan Shifei lightly brushed her forehead, gave the young man a withering look, and her simple gesture was full of charm, making Xiao Yun glance at her again.

"Why are you staring at my sister like that!" Yan Shiyang, standing beside her, looked dissatisfied.

"Sister Shifei is beautiful!" Xiao Yun rolled his eyes, feeling the scene was rather ruined.

"Am I not beautiful?" Yan Shiyang pouted, looking unhappy.

"You?" Xiao Yun looked at the young girl beside him, "You are beautiful, but you lack a bit of womanly charm."

Both Yan Shifei and Yan Shiyang were charming and beautiful, with a face that could topple a city.

However, compared to her sister, Yan Shiyang still had a touch of innocence and was not as alluring as Yan Shifei.

"Blind guy." Yan Shiyang looked dissatisfied.

"Hehe, our little Yan is jealous too?" Yan Shifei smiled, naturally understanding her sister's thoughts.

"No way." Yan Shiyang lowered her head, her face red, "I'm not jealous."

Yan Shifei shook her head, not wanting to point it out, and then chatted with Xiao Yun.

"If you have another poisoning episode, remember to come find me in advance." After a few more words, Xiao Yun got up to leave.

His martial soul had absorbed a large amount of poison, and he needed to resolve it immediately.

"Okay." The Yan sisters seemed to understand and did not detain Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun left the Yan residence with the package Yan Shifei had given him.

Since the Xiao family had stopped supplying fire-attribute spirit medicines to Xiao Ling'er, Yan Shifei had asked the Yan family to help search for them. This was why she remembered the matter when she entered the Purple Cloud Mountains, which led to her being ambushed and poisoned.

The Xiao family and the Yan residence were not far apart, but they were separated by several bustling streets.

When Xiao Yun left the Yan residence, it was already past noon, and the outside was crowded with people, noisy and lively.

"Hey, isn't that the genius Xiao Yun of our Purple Cloud City?" Just as Xiao Yun was about to head home to resolve the poison, a sharp voice suddenly rang out in the crowd, making him pause and look around.

Xiao Yun stopped and looked in the direction of the voice, seeing a few young men walking towards him with a haughty attitude.

Among them, one was looking at Xiao Yun with a mocking gaze.

"The Fang family!" Seeing these people, Xiao Yun's brows furrowed slightly.

The Fang family was one of the four major families in Purple Cloud City, just like the Xiao family, with a deep foundation and a martial soul ancestor.

The leader was named Fang Wei, a direct descendant of the Fang family, but the one speaking was a collateral descendant, Fang Kun, a sycophant who liked to bully others with his power.

Xiao Yun glanced indifferently at the Fang family's young men, ignoring them and walking away.

It had been several hours since he extracted the poison from Yan Shifei, and if he didn't resolve it soon, it would pose a significant threat to him, potentially affecting his mental state or even causing him to contract the poison, leading to problems with his internal meridians.

"Brother Wei, this guy actually ignored us?" Seeing the young man walk away, the Fang family's young men were enraged.

"Should we teach him a lesson?" Fang Kun asked.

"Sure." Fang Wei raised an eyebrow and nodded at Fang Kun.

With the young master's approval, Fang Kun's confidence grew. He stepped forward, blocking Xiao Yun's path like a crab, and said in a mocking tone, "Oh, our great genius Xiao Yun, where are you going?"

"Move, I don't have time to argue with you." Xiao Yun's eyes flashed with anger as he glared at the sharp-faced Fang Kun.

"Heh, you're getting a bit too cocky." Fang Kun's eyes turned cold, and he sneered, "You're just a waste of space. Do you really think you're still the pride of the heavens? You're being disrespectful, and I might break your legs if I'm not in a good mood."

"Like you can break my legs?" Seeing the other's insults, Xiao Yun stopped, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

The Xiao family and the Fang family were both one of the four major families in Purple Cloud City. In the past, the Xiao family was even the leading family.

As the grandson of the Xiao family's patriarch, Xiao Yun's status was extremely noble. Now, a collateral descendant of the Fang family dared to threaten him, and even with his good temper, Xiao Yun's anger flared, his eyes revealing a fierce look.

However, Fang Kun didn't pay attention to Xiao Yun's expression. His eyes flickered, and he focused on the package Xiao Yun was carrying, his eyes gleaming.

"What a strong fire essence aura, there must be Fire Essence Fruits inside." Fang Kun grinned, "Hehe, I guess this is to suppress your short-lived sister's coldness. Since she won't live long, why not sell it and enjoy life a bit?"

Saying this, he reached out to grab the package from Xiao Yun.

Behind him, the other Fang family's young men all wore mocking smiles.

"You can insult me, but if you insult my sister, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Seeing Fang Kun's audacity, mocking his sister and trying to snatch the spirit fruit, Xiao Yun's eyes turned completely cold, his entire body sharp like a sword, like a killing god from the battlefield.

For years, his cultivation had stagnated, drawing countless cold eyes and ridicule from the world. Xiao Yun had silently endured all of this.

Because he believed he would eventually soar to the heavens.

But he would never allow anyone to speak ill of his sister, to make her suffer even a bit of委屈, not even an insult!

A dragon has a reverse scale, and touching it means death. Xiao Yun also had a reverse scale, and that was his sister.

As the cold snort fell, Xiao Yun's hand moved, transforming into a palm blade and slicing towards Fang Kun's wrist.

"You dare to attack?" Seeing Xiao Yun's move, Fang Kun was initially stunned, then a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

He had a Seventh Stage Body Tempering cultivation, why would he fear Xiao Yun?

Everyone in Purple Cloud City knew that Xiao Yun hadn't made any progress in eight years!

However, just as Fang Kun's smile appeared, his pupils suddenly contracted. The palm blade was incredibly fast, carrying a whistling sound, and in an instant, it sliced into his wrist, the speed like a bolt of lightning, leaving him no time to react.

"So fast!" Fang Kun was shocked, his brows furrowed, and a sharp pain shot through his heart.

Ah!

Fang Kun let out a cry of alarm, his outstretched wrist hanging, the bone almost broken.

The sudden cry of alarm caused the bustling street to suddenly stir, and many eyes turned towards the scene, their mouths opening wide enough to fit an apple.

"Did Xiao Yun injure Fang Kun?"

"It must be because Fang Kun was careless." The Fang family's young men shook their heads.

"I'll kill you!" In pain, Fang Kun was enraged, and his other hand, filled with energy, transformed into an eagle's claw, fiercely grabbing towards the young man in front of him. The wind whistled, and the sound was deafening, a single claw capable of tearing through solid rock.

Seeing Fang Kun's full attack, the Fang family held their breath, trying to understand what had just happened.

People nearby also watched closely, eager to see the outcome.

Fang Kun's attack was swift and powerful. A Seventh Stage Body Tempering cultivator's strength and reaction speed were far superior to a Sixth Stage. If nothing unexpected happened, the young man holding the package would find it difficult to avoid such a fierce attack.

However, Xiao Yun's eyes flashed, and he took a step forward. His right hand drew an arc in the air, guiding and leading the young man's fierce claw, neutralizing it. Then, he bent his fingers and directly seized the young man's wrist, immobilizing him.

"This is the Xiao family's Dragon and Snake Grappling Technique!"

"Who would have thought that this waste, Xiao Yun, could master it so well?" Everyone was surprised.

It seemed this young man had spent a lot of time practicing this technique!

With his wrist seized, Fang Kun was greatly alarmed, but he quickly regained his composure, a cold smile appearing on his lips. "You, a mere Sixth Stage Body Tempering, think you can seize my wrist? Aren't you afraid my energy will shatter your hand?"

Fang Wei and the others also looked coldly.

Even if a lower-stage cultivator has excellent martial techniques, what use is it without sufficient strength?

A waste is still a waste!