In the crowd, a young man asked with a tremor in his voice, "Hey, did you guys hear? Master Mo and Master Jia joined the Xiao Family."
"I heard. The two of them are even Elder Su’s Medicine Boys."
"Doesn’t that mean the Xiao Family now has three Fourth-grade Alchemists? No wonder they dared to use Jade Dragon Pills for alchemy."
The crowd was utterly stunned.
Three Fourth-grade Alchemists, plus medicinal ingredients from Medicine King Valley—the Xiao Family would have a never-ending supply of Elixir Pills.
What was wasting a few Jade Dragon Pills in comparison?
Blood Cry and Ghost Skull were also stunned.
They might not have known about Medicine King Valley, but they knew of Master Mo and Master Jia. The two frequently roamed the Northern Profound Domain and were quite famous.
Many major factions had hired them to refine Elixir Pills, and they were backed by countless powerful experts.
And yet, two such impressive individuals had become Su Mo’s Medicine Boys.
’Just what kind of power does Su Mo possess?’
’To be able to subdue two such prominent figures.’
Ghost Skull, in particular, wore an extremely grave expression.
He had felt something was off about the Xiao Family before, and now his suspicions were all but confirmed.
The Xiao Family was no small clan; it was a den of dragons and tigers.
Ghost Skull said in a low voice, "I suggest we notify the Hall Master at once. Have them dispatch stronger assassins to handle this."
This was too outrageous.
A minor family had produced so many geniuses, used Half-Step Martial Monarch Demon Beasts as gatekeepers, and had three Fourth-grade Alchemists as Medicine Boys.
It was simply unheard of.
Blood Cry said with a savage look, "So many geniuses right in front of me, yet I can’t even nip them in the bud. I really can’t accept this."
Ghost Skull said coldly, "Hmph. If you have a death wish, you can stay. I’m leaving."
’Leave?’
Blood Cry sneered. "Even if we leave, we have to grab someone to interrogate. Otherwise, we’ll have nothing to report to the Hall Master."
"Don’t, Blood Cry! Stop!"
Ghost Skull tried to stop him.
But he was a step too late.
Blood Cry charged directly into the crowd, reaching for Xiao Dong.
’Fuck, are you trying to get me killed?!’
Ghost Skull cursed in anger.
’Blood Cry is an idiot.’
’Even if you’re going to grab someone for information, couldn’t you pick a more deserted spot?’
’Trying to snatch someone right at their doorstep? How could you possibly escape?’
’You’re courting death!’
However, it was too late to stop Blood Cry. He could only pray that Blood Cry would snatch someone quickly and then flee Qingyang City immediately.
"Little one, come with me."
Blood Cry rushed in front of Xiao Dong, a savage grin on his face as he reached for the boy’s head.
At this sight, the faces of everyone present changed drastically.
Who was so audacious as to come to the Xiao Family’s home and try to seize someone?
They must have a death wish.
However...
Just as Blood Cry was about to touch Xiao Dong, a large hand shot out and slapped toward him.
The one who acted was Xiao Lang.
Blood Cry said disdainfully, "Heh, a mere Early Stage Martial Artist dares to challenge me? Fine. I’ll kill one and grab the other."
With that, Blood Cry changed direction and unhesitatingly charged at Xiao Lang, intent on killing him.
He was just thinking about taking out a few geniuses anyway.
He hadn’t expected Xiao Lang to serve himself up on a platter.
He couldn’t be blamed for this.
However...
BANG!
A loud explosion rang out. Xiao Lang was undoubtedly thrown back, stumbling before he managed to regain his footing.
"Holy shit, this guy’s strong! He almost broke my hand."
Xiao Lang exclaimed in shock.
Hm?
Hearing this, Blood Cry immediately looked up, then froze on the spot.
’Xiao Lang isn’t dead?’
’I’m a Mid Stage Martial Monarch, and Xiao Lang is just a mere Early Stage Martial Artist. How did he withstand my punch?’
’What in the world is going on?’
Ghost Skull was also dumbfounded. "Blood Cry, what the hell are you doing? Hurry up and kill that kid!" he roared in disbelief.
’Goddammit.’
’I told you not to be rash, you fucking idiot. You ignored me and ran out to grab someone, and now you can’t even kill a trash Martial Artist.’
"A Martial Monarch fighting a Martial Artist, and he couldn’t kill him in one punch? Is this guy a comedian?"
The surrounding crowd stared at Blood Cry with suspicion and bewilderment.
Blood Cry felt utterly humiliated.
Forget a Martial Artist; he could kill even a Grandmaster at Great Perfection with a single punch. Yet, he had only managed to push his opponent back.
However, before he could speak, Xiao Lang beat him to it, demanding, "Hey, why did you suddenly attack my little brother Xiao Dong? You even made my hand swell up."
As he spoke, Xiao Lang even shook his swollen right hand.
Blood Cry was about to go insane with rage.
’This brat must be humiliating me on purpose.’
’I’m a master at the Mid Stage Martial Monarch Realm, yet I failed to kill a snot-nosed Early Stage Martial Artist kid. Now I’m being provoked to my face. If word of this gets out, I’ll be a laughingstock for the rest of my life.’
’How could I ever show my face in the Celestial Slaughter Hall again?’
"I’ll fucking kill you."
Blood Cry charged furiously toward Xiao Lang.
Today, Xiao Lang had to die.
Seeing this, Xiao Lang panicked and quickly shouted, "Hey, stop! I’m no match for you! Quick, stop!"
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The two exchanged dozens of punches in quick succession.
Xiao Lang held out his swollen hands. "What’s wrong with you? I already said I’m no match for you, so why do you keep hitting me?"
"I..."
Blood Cry was speechless.
He had attacked with the intent to kill, using his full strength in every strike. Who would have thought that after dozens of moves, he still hadn’t killed his opponent?
"Blood Cry, stop getting tangled up with them! Let’s go, now!"
Ghost Skull shouted anxiously.
Knowing full well his opponent was no simple character, Blood Cry’s refusal to leave was clearly foolish.
Blood Cry gritted his teeth and said, his face full of unwillingness, "Kid, you better hope I don’t run into you next time. If I do, I’ll definitely slaughter you."
With that, Blood Cry leaped back, preparing to retreat.
The Striped Demon Tiger roared urgently, "Old Wolf, stop that guy! Don’t let him get away!"
ROAR!
The Black Demon Wolf immediately blocked Blood Cry’s path.
Daoist Xuanqing, Master Mo, Master Jia, and the others also made their move, blocking Blood Cry’s escape route and preventing his departure.
The Striped Demon Tiger came up to Xiao Lang. "Young Master Lang, this guy is here specifically to kill."
What?
’He’s here to kill someone?’
Xiao Lang asked with a look of surprise, "Then why did he exchange dozens of blows with me without killing me?"
Hearing this, everyone was speechless.
’Xiao Lang is a bit clueless, isn’t he?’
’It’s not that he didn’t want to kill you; it’s that you’re too strong and didn’t give him the chance!’
Blood Cry said icily, "Get out of my way. If you don’t, don’t blame me for taking you all down with me."
"Who are you planning to take down with you?"
Just then, a powerful aura locked directly onto Blood Cry.
Blood Cry looked up to see a large, cyan bird hovering in mid-air. Standing on its back was a young man with his hands clasped behind him.
"Hmph!"
Blood Cry stared at the young man like a venomous snake and said coldly, "Who I take down with me is none of your damn business. It’s not your place to meddle in my affairs. Scram, or else I’ll..."
"Look, it’s the Young Master!"
"Elder Su is back!"
Before Blood Cry could finish, everyone from the Xiao Family cheered and ran to the young man, bowing in greeting.
Blood Cry’s expression went slack. "What? You’re the Xiao Family’s Young Master, Su Mo?"