After understanding the cause and effect of the situation, Bai He immediately looked at Yun Chuan with a grateful expression and said, "Little friend Tang Chuan, you saved Xiangxiang's life and even brought her back safe and sound. This old man really doesn't know how to thank you. From now on, you are a friend of our Min Clan."
Bai Chenxiang was the youngest and most gifted of this generation of the Min Clan. Because of that, she was practically the most pampered child in the entire tribe, treated like a little princess.
And when it came to a life-saving grace, talking about money or other compensation was too vulgar. Besides, the Min Clan wasn't wealthy; they lived in great hardship and survived only thanks to the occasional support from the other three great clans. Therefore, regarding his gratitude toward Yun Chuan, Bai He could only repay him from another angle.
A friend of the Min Clan.
This sentence meant that besides gaining the friendship of the Min Clan, it was also a favor owed. If Yun Chuan ever needed the Min Clan's help in the future, as long as it wasn't too excessive, the Min Clan would help him accomplish it.
It could be said that this favor was far more precious than vulgar things like money.
Yun Chuan could, of course, sense the sincerity of the elder before him, and he did not decline. After all, declining would only seem pretentious, making people feel that he had ulterior motives—or even some hidden scheme. Thinking darker, they might even suspect the soul beast earlier had been driven over by him deliberately to make the Min Clan owe him a favor.
So after exchanging a few courteous words, he prepared to take his leave.
But how could Bai He allow him to simply walk away? After all, the man traveled a long distance to bring back his granddaughter—he had already reached the doorstep. At the very least, you should invite him in to sit, have some tea, eat a meal, and show some hospitality. Letting him leave immediately—how would that look?
Under Bai He's enthusiastic invitation, and under the reluctant gaze of the little loli Bai Chenxiang, who looked up at him with pitiful big eyes, Yun Chuan finally followed him inside the mansion.
The group arrived at the main hall.
At this moment, the major figures of the Four Great Clans were gathered here: Tai Tan, the clan head of the Strength Clan; Yang Wudi, the clan head of the Breaking Clan; and Niu Gao, the clan head of the Defense Clan and the host of the place. Other than them, there were also some younger members of the clans—not worth mentioning.
As Yun Chuan followed Bai He inside, being the only outsider present, he instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.
And fearing he would feel awkward, Bai He quickly spoke before the crowd could ask, saying, "Everyone, let me introduce him. This is little friend Tang Chuan! Thanks to little friend Tang Chuan, Xiangxiang was able to return safely…" After briefly explaining the situation—
The gazes of the others present immediately became much more friendly toward Yun Chuan.
The Four Great Clans could almost be said to breathe as one; their relationships were extremely good. If one clan suffered misfortune, the other three would do their best to help. Because of that, upon hearing that Yun Chuan had saved the little princess of the Bai Clan, not only the Min Clan but also the other three clans developed considerable goodwill toward him.
However… the surname Tang?
The three clan heads exchanged glances and sharply noticed the young man's surname. After all, the surname Tang easily made them think of the Clear Sky Sect.
And regarding that Clear Sky Sect that had abandoned them, their subordinate clans, and secluded themselves—every one of the Four Great Clans had no good feelings. Because of the Clear Sky Sect's abandonment back then, they, as subordinate clans, were bullied miserably by Spirit Hall. The losses were severe!
Thus, toward the Clear Sky Sect, the Four Great Clans harbored deep hatred from being betrayed and abandoned.
"Young man, your surname is Tang? Could it be that you are from the Clear Sky Sect?" As the host, Niu Gao of the Defense Clan directly asked.
Niu Gao looked to be seventy or eighty years old, with short hair like steel needles, now mostly white. His face was ruddy, his large bronze-bell eyes shone with vigor, and his shoulders were extremely broad. Though the robe he wore was quite loose, one could still see his incomparably robust physique—like a wide, solid fortress.
"Clear Sky Sect?" Yun Chuan's expression changed slightly at the question. He hadn't expected the sudden inquiry. Thinking of his own background made him feel strange inside, but he quickly answered firmly, "I have nothing to do with the Clear Sky Sect!"
"You are lying!"
At this moment, another clan head spoke. This elder was tall and slender, somewhat similar in build to Bai He but a head taller. His hair was not snow-white like Bai He's, but black. His complexion was ruddy, but his expression slightly gloomy, and his vulture-like eyes gave a chilling feeling.
This was Yang Wudi, head of the Breaking Clan.
In fact, not only Yang Wudi saw that Yun Chuan was being evasive—every one of the clan heads present were experienced old foxes with sharp eyes. Naturally they could tell that when the young man was asked whether he came from the Clear Sky Sect, his expression and gaze revealed something unusual. Clearly this youth absolutely had something to do with the Clear Sky Sect. Eight or nine chances out of ten, he was one of them.
"No, I really am not."
Seeing that the Four Great Clans misunderstood him as a Clear Sky Sect member, Yun Chuan hurriedly denied it. He did not want to take the blame for no reason and bear the fury of the Four Great Clans. The reason his expression earlier had changed when asked about the Clear Sky Sect was naturally because he thought of his own origins.
"Hmph, not? Then do you dare reveal your spirit for us to see?!" Tai Tan, clan head of the Strength Clan, snorted coldly. His short hair stood like steel needles, his build incomparably strong. Sitting there, he gave off an unmoving-as-a-mountain aura.
"Little friend Tang Chuan, are you truly from the Clear Sky Sect?" Even Bai He couldn't help asking.
"I really am not."
Facing the pressure of the three clan heads, and even Bai He—who had been full of friendliness earlier—now also glaring with the others…
Yun Chuan couldn't help feeling speechless. Wasn't this too dramatic? Just because of a surname, he was about to turn from honored guest into sworn enemy.
He now had three choices.
Either reveal his spirit to prove he had nothing to do with the Clear Sky Sect.
Or slip away in disgrace, silently admitting it.
Or simply cause a huge commotion, beat everyone present into submission—subdue them with virtue!
After some thought—
Yun Chuan chose the first. After all, this was just a misunderstanding; explaining it clearly would solve it. There was no need to take the blame for the Clear Sky Sect. And fleeing disgracefully was even more unnecessary! As for the third option—fighting and beating everyone here? Why would he waste the effort? Thankless and tiring.
Thus, he slowly raised his hand, and with a hazy glow, a Blue Silver Grass filled with vitality appeared in his palm. At the same time, soul rings began to surface around him one after another—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red, red!
It was the peak of soul masters—
A nine-ring Titled Douluo!
Of course, these soul rings were merely for show—simulated by Yun Chuan using the power of the Five Elements. Even though the fluctuations they emitted and their appearance seemed identical to real soul rings, there was still a difference.
After losing his actual soul rings, Yun Chuan had accidentally discovered that he could use the power of the Five Elements to mimic the aura and strength of soul rings, creating the illusion that his soul rings still existed—perfect for showing off.
Whatever color he needed—hundred-year, thousand-year, ten-thousand-year, hundred-thousand-year, even million-year—he could simulate with the power of the Five Elements.
The only flaw was that although these simulated rings were almost indistinguishable from real ones, they were still fundamentally different. Otherwise, he could act as a god and bestow god-given spirit rings to others.
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