Chapter 833 Yao Clan

“People from the Yao Clan are here.”

Sensing that unique fluctuation, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan’s eyes narrowed slightly. They could clearly feel that beside them, Yao Lao’s muscles had suddenly tensed up at that very moment.

Swish!

Under their gazes, the distant space twisted and rippled.

Immediately after, three figures flashed out. With a flicker, they appeared openly in front of everyone, descending into this space between heaven and earth. The three who arrived were a man, a woman, and an old man.

The man wore a luxurious brocade robe. His handsome features carried a hint of feminine coldness, his lips thin and sharp, revealing a trace of icy harshness.

The woman had long azure-blue hair, her face exquisitely beautiful, but cold as frost, giving off the aura of a classic ice-cold beauty.

As for the old man, he wore an alchemist’s robe, hands tucked into his sleeves, eyes slightly narrowed with an occasional flash of razor-sharp light passing through them.

“That young man is Yao Tian, the most outstanding figure of the Yao Clan’s current generation. His soul power has already reached the late-stage Heaven Realm.”

“Moreover, he once consumed a pill that almost evolved into a Tier 9 Mysterious Pill. His own strength is at mid-stage One-Star Dou Sheng.”

Gu Xun’er quietly introduced from the side: “He’s considered the brightest talent among the Yao Clan’s younger generation. It’s said he once successfully refined a Tier 9 Treasure Pill.”

“Oh? Late-stage Heaven Realm soul, huh.”

Hearing that, Wei Yang raised his brows and couldn’t help giving Yao Tian another look.

Successfully refining a Tier 9 Treasure Pill wasn’t impressive enough to shock him, but a late-stage Heaven Realm soul was indeed rare. Even Wei Yang couldn’t help but evaluate him more seriously.

Currently, Wei Yang himself was only at the peak of the late-stage Heaven Realm soul. Among the younger generation, this was the first time he had seen someone—other than Xiao Yan—with such a soul cultivation level.

Xiao Yan also gently nodded.

These Ancient Clans had endless resources. Even if they raised a pig, they could probably turn it into an expert. Plus, these people all possessed thick imperial bloodlines, blessed with natural talent and aptitude. Achieving such accomplishments was only normal.

“That woman is his younger sister, Yao Ling. Her strength may only be at the early Ban Sheng stage, but do not underestimate her. Her soul is different from ordinary people, her talent extremely terrifying. Within the Yao Clan, she’s recognized as the person with the highest chance of cultivating her soul to the Emperor Realm in the future.”

Gu Xun’er’s tone grew slightly more solemn.

Hearing this, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan finally treated her seriously. For her to receive such an evaluation meant her soul talent was monstrously strong. The Emperor Realm soul was not something to joke about.

If this girl truly reached that level one day, then even if she were only an ordinary low-tier Dou Sheng, her combat power would be terrifying. With just a single soul-type Dou Technique, she could sweep through a large area like mowing grass.

Anyone who couldn’t endure it would be dead on the spot. Since she was born in the Yao Clan, her alchemy skills naturally wouldn’t be weak. Refining Tier 9 Golden Pills was probably something she could do as easily as lifting a hand.

As for Emperor-tier Pills—those were impossible since there were no materials.

But even so, she was already unbelievably frightening. In some ways, this girl was even more impressive than Yao Tian. If she were to someday cultivate to the peak of Dou Sheng, she’d likely be another existence on the level of Xiao Xuan.

Compared to Yao Tian, Wei Yang and the others were far more concerned about Yao Ling.

“Senior Brother, it seems we really underestimated the Yao Clan. If all this is true, then her soul talent might be the strongest we’ve seen in all these years.”

Xiao Yan sighed softly.

Wei Yang also nodded slightly. When he read the original story years ago, he didn’t have much of an impression of this girl. She was merely a minor character who passed by without leaving a mark.

Now that he truly encountered her, he finally realized how terrifying her talent was. At least on the path of soul cultivation, she surpassed both him and Xiao Yan. But unfortunately, she was destined to be a fleeting blossom.

When the Yao Clan was destroyed in the future, what use would talent be?

In the end, she would become nothing more than one of the many imperial bloodline essence sources collected by Hun Tiandi.

Wei Yang’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“That old man is a senior elder of the Yao Clan, named—”

Gu Xun’er finally looked toward the old man and continued her introduction.

However, before Gu Xun’er could finish speaking, Yao Lao beside her suddenly spoke with a slightly hoarse voice: “His name is Yao Wangui. In the Yao Clan, he oversees punishment. His position holds great power, and with a single word, he can decide the life and death of any clansman.”

Everyone turned their gazes toward Yao Lao. They saw that he was trembling slightly, eyes locked tightly onto the elder named Yao Wangui.

“Master.”

Wei Yang and Xiao Yan softly called out, reaching to support Yao Lao’s arm with concern.

“I’m fine.”

Yao Lao slowly exhaled, shook his head, and forced a small smile.

“Master, do you have a grudge with Yao Wangui?” Xiao Yan asked softly.

Yao Lao’s fists tightened slightly. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke in a hoarse voice: “Back then, he was the one who ignored right and wrong. With one sentence, he expelled me from the clan.”

Hearing this, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan silently nodded. They gently patted Yao Lao’s arm and said nothing more. Then, the two exchanged a glance. A faint smile appeared on both their faces, but within that smile lurked a cold, murderous intent.

Just an early-stage Four-Star Dou Sheng. Killing him was no harder than killing a chicken. So, Yao Wangui was already a dead man. No one would be able to save him.

Up in the sky, the appearance of the three from the Yao Clan naturally attracted many gazes. The Yao Clan was a rather unique Ancient Clan. Seven or eight out of ten of its members were alchemists.

Every one of them possessed excellent talent in alchemy. Because of this, pill refining flourished throughout the Yao Clan’s space. If Ancient Clans didn’t rarely show themselves in Central Plains, the Pill Tower probably would have never risen to prominence.

Not to mention quantity—just in terms of high-tier quality, the Pill Tower was far inferior to the Yao Clan. The three who had arrived—led by Yao Wangui—swept their gazes around. Their eyes briefly paused on the three from the Hall of Souls nearby, causing them to frown slightly.

Then their gazes shifted toward the trio from the Gu Clan: “So the Gu Clan is here as well?”

Finally, Yao Wangui’s gaze moved again—and collided with the eyes of Yao Lao, who was staring at them with clear hatred.

“Yao Chen? Hah, I didn’t expect that a discarded man like you would actually reach the Dou Sheng realm. This old man must admit, it is indeed surprising.”

Yao Wangui was momentarily stunned, then smiled faintly.

“Thanks to your blessing, this old life still managed to survive.”

Yao Lao’s eyes were dark and cold as he spoke.

Seeing Yao Lao’s gloomy expression, Yao Wangui frowned slightly. After all, Yao Chen, now an early-stage Three-Star Dou Sheng, was no longer some random nobody. Compared to his own early-stage Four-Star realm, there was still a gap, but it wasn’t too large.

Being hated by someone of such strength, no one could remain entirely calm.

“So he is that discarded clansman Yao Chen? I heard the clan once gave him a chance to return, but he stubbornly refused.”

The handsome young man Yao Tian raised his slender brows slightly. His cold lips curled into a sharp, mocking arc as he stared at Yao Lao.

After Yao Chen gained fame as a Dou Sheng and Saint Yao, the Yao Clan had secretly sent people to contact him, offering to let him return to the clan. But Yao Chen rejected it. Yao Lao had never told anyone about this, not even Wei Yang and Xiao Yan.

Hearing Yao Tian mention it now, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan looked at Yao Lao with slight surprise. But they weren’t shocked that Yao Lao refused to return—he had already told them long ago that he would never set foot in the Yao Clan again.

The news of his refusal had spread among the clan back then. When Yao Tian heard it, he had sneered that Yao Chen didn’t know gratitude. Now that they met face to face, mockery was naturally inevitable.

“Heh, wandered outside for a while, gained a bit of reputation, and now thinks he’s become something great. That’s why his pride soared.”

Yao Wangui smiled faintly.

His tone was calm and unhurried, but it was the kind of voice that irritated people the most.