Battle Through the Heavens: He marries Xun'er, but she refuses to consummate the marriage!

Chapter 191 Suffering Another Humiliation! Xiao Yan's Resentment!

"The time has come; let the ceremony begin!"

On the square, after a bell rang out, a vast and calm voice suddenly came from the void.

As the resounding voice slowly faded, the three ancient clan elders stood up from their seats not far away with solemn expressions.

They slowly walked to the center of the square, where many props were already laid out.

"The ceremony begins, Lingquan!"

Next, the three elders of the ancient clan read out the first name from the list.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lingquan quickly stood up, moved with a confident air, and respectfully bowed to the elder.

Among the ancient tribes, there were naturally many young adults, but only a very small number of them were able to hold coming-of-age ceremonies in such a setting.

These people are undoubtedly among the best of the younger generation of the ancient clan.

Therefore, it's no wonder that Ling Quan had a faint hint of smugness on his face.

In the arena, the solemn-faced elder of the ancient clan clenched his fist, and a star chart nearly ten feet in size appeared before him.

Lingquan quickly stepped forward, placed his palm on the star chart, and closed his eyes.

Soon, a burst of intense light erupted from the star chart, and six stars slowly emerged.

"Ling Quan, the eighth commander of the Black Annihilation Army, possesses the strength of a one-star Dou Zun and a sixth-grade bloodline. After deliberation and resolution by the Elder Council, he has been granted a golden clan emblem!"

"Golden clan crests, no wonder he's the Eighth Commander!"

Upon hearing the elder's shout, the ancient clansmen in the square murmured words tinged with envy.

A hint of joy flashed in Lingquan's eyes as he knelt on one knee and raised his head.

At this moment, an elder of an ancient clan held a writing brush that shimmered with golden light. His arm danced, leaving afterimages, and a mysterious rune appeared on Ling Quan's forehead.

"Father, Mother!"

After Gu Fei and the other two took their seats, Xiao Xianle and Wushuang, the two little ones, also arrived here, led by Zi Yan and Qing Lin.

Zi Yan's current strength is well-known among the ancient clans. Even some highly respected elders of the ancient clans have to be very polite when they see Zi Yan.

"Twenty years from now, this stage will belong to the two of you!"

Gu Fei lifted the two little ones onto his lap, and at that moment, he was just a doting father, showing no sign of his sharp edge.

He no longer has the desire to compete with these younger generations.

On one hand, it's his state of mind, but more so it stems from his current strength; there's absolutely no need for him to do those things anymore.

"Sixth-grade bloodline level? Golden clan markings? What are these things?"

In the arena, Xiao Yan felt extremely unfamiliar with these things and tilted his head to ask.

However, even the Venerable Wind could not answer this question.

The people of the Starfall Pavilion have no access to the secrets passed down among ancient races.

"Ha, you don't even know that!"

Their conversation was met with sneers from a powerful figure from a major sect in the Central Plains.

"Ancient races have bloodline levels divided into ten grades, with grade one being the lowest and grade ten the highest!"

"This clan mark is a legacy passed down from ancient times. In times of crisis, it allows the bloodline power within the ancient clan members to temporarily surge, enhancing their strength and turning danger into safety!"

"The clan crests are divided into four levels: silver, gold, purple gold, and seven-colored gold, distinguished by color. The clan crest of Lingquan is the gold clan crest, which is ranked third..."

"This clan crest has such miraculous effects?"

Although the man was mocking him, he had at least cleared up his doubts. Xiao Yan did not resent the old man at this moment, but was just surprised.

He hadn't expected that the ancient clans not only possessed that innate advantage in cultivation, but also had such means to unleash their power.

"Elder, during my coming-of-age ceremony, do I have the right to challenge anyone at will?"

Ling Quan, who had accepted the clan emblem, did not go down. Instead, he glanced at Xiao Yan and then bowed to the elders to inquire.

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, the three elders of the ancient clans frowned simultaneously, wondering what Lingquan was up to, but the rules were indeed as they were.

"According to the rules, you can now challenge anyone from your own clan, but if the opponent is not from your clan, you need their permission before you can fight them..."

After hearing the conversation between the people on stage, Xiao Yan suddenly remembered the strange looks those ancient clansmen had given him before.

"Xiao Yan, I've heard you're a descendant of the ancient Xiao clan. In the future, would you dare to challenge my Lingquan and let everyone witness the current splendor of your ancient Xiao clan...?"

Sure enough, the next moment, Ling Quan looked in Xiao Yan's direction, but some of the things he said confused Xiao Yan.

"The ancient Xiao tribe?"

Since entering Zhongzhou, Xiao Yan had heard of the ancient Xiao clan, but he was unaware that he was a descendant of the fallen Xiao clan.

At this moment, although it was Ling Quan who wanted to fight Xiao Yan, he forced Xiao Yan to say the challenge himself because Xiao Yan was too weak.

"Brother Xiao Yan, you are indeed from the Xiao clan, but the ancient Xiao clan is now merely a name, so you don't need to pay any attention to Ling Quan!"

Originally, Xun'er did not sit on Xiao Yan's side to avoid Gu Fei misunderstanding anything.

But seeing Lingquan's actions, she worriedly came to Xiao Yan's side to remind him.

At this moment, most people wore expressions of schadenfreude.

Especially the two people from the Medicine Clan who came this time.

"It seems that the disciple brought out by that abandoned son is quite hated. Apparently, he's a descendant of some ancient Xiao clan. This is going to be interesting!"

Yao Xingji immediately became interested; he hadn't expected that the first person to appear at the ancient clan's coming-of-age ceremony would be able to provide such entertainment.

"Hehe, Xiao Yan, if you're too scared, you don't have to challenge me!"

"The ancient Xiao tribe, haha!"

On the stage, Lingquan saw Xun'er appear beside Xiao Yan, his eyes turned cold, and he sneered.

"How dare such a piece of trash challenge Ling Quan, a one-star Dou Zun?"

Everyone around knew that Lingquan was deliberately trying to embarrass Xiao Yan, a member of the ancient Xiao clan, in front of everyone.

"My ancient Xiao clan was once a great clan on par with the ancient clans, but in my generation, it has actually declined to this state?"

Upon learning his true identity, Xiao Yan felt extremely resentful, and a sense of humiliation welled up in his heart.

He was wondering whether he should uphold the family's honor and fight Lingquan to the death.

"Alright, Lingquan, come down, don't waste time!"

Just as Xiao Yan was filled with anger and struggling, the ancient demon sitting cross-legged on the ground, exuding a cold aura, suddenly spoke.

He said this not to help Xiao Yan out of a predicament, but simply because he looked down on Xiao Yan.

In Gu Yao's view.

Because of Xiao Yan, such a good-for-nothing.

This affected the progress of the coming-of-age ceremony.

There's absolutely no need for that.

(End of this chapter)