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Chapter 8 - The Shock Brought to Xiao Yueying by the Demon Emperor Dijun

Chapter 8 The Shock Brought to Xiao Yueying by the Demon Emperor Dijun

“Shock points received from Xiao Yueying: +77.”

“Shock points received from Xiao Yueying: +79.”

“Shock points received from Xiao Yueying: +78.”

“Shock points received from Liang Bo: +1.”

“Shock points received from Yan Fei: +999.”

…

Far away in an inn in Blackstone City, Ling Chen once again happily harvested a wave of shock points. This round of shock points mainly came from Xiao Yueying. The fragmented memories within the Golden Crow bloodline had impacted her tremendously.

After all, in her understanding, even the strongest being in the entire Crimson Dawn Divine Dynasty was only at the Nascent Soul stage.

To Xiao Yueying, someone at the Nascent Soul stage was already a powerful figure capable of shaking the heavens and the earth. If one reached the Spirit Severing stage, they were considered akin to a celestial immortal.

As for realms beyond that, she never even dared to imagine. Yet the memory fragments within the Golden Crow blood told her—In the distant Archaic Era, there once existed a three-legged Golden Crow named Dijun, born within the Sun Star, who possessed terrifying cultivation nearly at the level of an Immortal Emperor.

Rising from the ground like the sacred Fusang Tree, able to cause mountains, rivers, and peaks to collapse with a mere wave of the hand. Not to mention the overwhelming presence of commanding ten thousand demons and ruling over the thirty-three heavens.

All of it deeply shocked Xiao Yueying. Even while she was refining the Golden Crow’s essence blood, she continued to provide Ling Chen with a steady stream of “shock points.”

Once Xiao Yueying finishes refining, she’ll definitely tell Yan Fei about the memory fragments she saw. That’ll be another batch of shock points earned, Ling Chen thought happily, humming a little tune.

Compared to Xiao Yueying, Yan Fei was the real jackpot. This Yan Fei possessed terrifying cultivation, and the shock points she provided were more than ten times that of Xiao Yueying.

So far, he had already collected over 7,000 shock points. With the next wave from Yan Fei, he should be able to reach 10,000. That meant he would have enough funds to purchase a new secret realm space.

Thinking of this, the smile in Ling Chen’s eyes grew even wider. Just then, a commotion suddenly erupted on the street. Loud and chaotic—it was quite a spectacle.

Ling Chen curiously pushed open the window and saw many townsfolk hurrying toward the southeast. As they moved, they chatted animatedly. Faintly, words like “Xiao Clan,” “Wang Clan,” and “Lu Clan” could be heard.

Ling Chen had lived in Blackstone City for a month and was well aware that these three families were the major clans of Blackstone Prefecture, each wielding tremendous power.

It seemed something significant had happened involving them. After tidying himself up, Ling Chen stepped out of the inn and followed the crowd, intending to see what was going on.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, he finally arrived at his destination — the Xiao Clan’s estate.

At this moment, the Xiao Clan’s estate was tightly surrounded. Thousands of fierce-looking young men guarded every entrance, exuding an intimidating aura. These men were dressed uniformly in black combat attire, each radiating a sense of power.

They weren’t ordinary thugs — they were elite guards trained at great expense by the Wang Clan, with the weakest among them already at the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Realm.

Several Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators stood among them, their gazes sharp as lightning.

“The Wang Clan’s mobilizing their entire force… are they preparing to go to war with the Xiao Clan?”

Ling Chen speculated in surprise.

“The Xiao Clan’s patriarch, come out and speak with us!”

An elderly man in a dark green robe stepped out from the ranks of the guards and shouted sternly. Though he appeared aged, his aura was immensely powerful — clearly a cultivator at the ninth layer of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

This man was none other than Wang Yan, the patriarch of the Wang Clan. He was commonly known as “King Yan,” a play on the name of the Lord of the Underworld. He ranked among the top five most powerful individuals in Blackstone Prefecture.

“Zhaa—”

The gates of the mansion opened wide, and the head of the Xiao family, Xiao Ding, stepped out with a gloomy expression. Behind him followed a group of Xiao family elders, along with many disciples. Each person wore a look of anger on their face.

Anyone would be upset after being blocked at their own doorstep—Let alone the Xiao family, one of the three great clans of Heishi County, a renowned and prestigious lineage.

“Wang Yan, storming up to my doorstep like this without distinguishing right from wrong—do you really think my Xiao family is defenseless?” Xiao Ding said coldly, his hands clasped behind his back and his gaze icy.

Wang Yan burst into mad laughter.

“Talking about right and wrong now, are we? When your Xiao family killed my two beloved sons, did you care for reason then?”

Though he was laughing, his eyes burned with madness—clearly driven to the edge by rage. Xiao Ding was stunned by his words, his eyes flashing with shock.

“Wang Ming and Wang Chong were killed?”

Everyone in Heishi City knew that Wang Yan had two outstanding sons, Wang Ming and Wang Chong—both of whom had stepped into the Foundation Establishment Realm at a young age, with boundless potential.

“Hmph! Your Xiao family committed this vile act, and now you want to deny it? If you don’t hand over the killer today, I will raze the Xiao family to the ground and avenge my sons!”

Wang Yan roared furiously, a wave of bloodthirsty killing intent erupting from his body.

Xiao Ding quickly replied, “There must be some misunderstanding in this matter. My Xiao family had absolutely nothing to do with the deaths of the two young men. The real culprit must be someone else.”

This isn’t because he was afraid of the Wang family, but rather because the blame being laid was far too heavy—he had no intention of shouldering it without reason.

Wang Yan said coldly, “It was your precious daughter, Xiao Yueying, who did it. My family’s guards saw it with their own eyes. Could they be wrong?”

“What? Yueying?”

Xiao Ding’s eyes widened as he waved his hands repeatedly.

“That’s absolutely impossible. Yueying’s cultivation is completely crippled—everyone in Blackstone City knows this. How could she possibly kill Wang Ming and Wang Chong, both of whom had Foundation Establishment cultivation?”

The other members of the Xiao family also looked at each other in disbelief. In their eyes, Xiao Yueying was nothing but a useless failure. Now Wang Yan was claiming that she had killed two Foundation Establishment experts? That was simply too outrageous to believe.

Fuming with rage, Wang Yan shouted, “This matter is absolutely true! Xiao Ding, you have only two choices: either hand over Xiao Yueying—or your entire clan will be buried with her!”

Ling Chen wore a strange expression. The “Xiao Yueying” Wang Yan was speaking of was likely the very same one currently inside the Golden Crow Secret Realm.

If that were true… then things were about to get very interesting.