NOVPUBImmortal Master Guanlan was from the Hidden Clan, which was an aspect Xu Zimei had not anticipated.
Just like the annihilated Heaven Clan, the Hidden Clan had been exterminated a long time ago.
Nobody knew the reasons for their annihilation or who the culprits were.
It was as if, a long time ago, this not-so-big-and-not-so-small clan suddenly vanished from Yuan Central Continent.
Since then, the people of the world never saw anyone from the Hidden Clan again, nor were there any records about them.
And today, in this remote mortal village, Xu Zimei actually encountered someone from the annihilated clan.
...
The wings that had sprouted from Immortal Master Guanlan’s back were exceptionally enormous.
They were a pair of black wings, covered in blood-red patterns.
The wings seemed as though they were an organ of his own body.
At that moment, with the emergence of the wings, Immortal Master Guanlan’s speed became incomparably fast.
It was more than five times his original speed.
"It seems you know quite a lot," Immortal Master Guanlan said, his eyes slightly narrowed.
After all, the Hidden Clan had disappeared from Yuan Central Continent several eras ago.
Many people had forgotten about them, and even many had never heard of this clan.
There were countless races in the world, and this one, which had never produced a Great Emperor and was never prominent, was truly difficult to remember.
"I’m becoming increasingly interested in what’s happening here," Xu Zimei said with a smile.
"This is a quagmire, the more you know, the faster you die," Immortal Master Guanlan replied indifferently.
He flew through the air, and at this moment, his body was surrounded by a faint blue spiritual energy.
He dove down from above.
"You’re still not giving up," Xu Zimei shook his head and chuckled.
"Ants will always be ants."
He drew Tyrant Shadow, unleashing the Draw Blade Technique that had not been employed for a long time.
Dazzling blade light burst forth in front of him.
This Draw Blade Technique, no matter how it was used, emphasized one word.
"Fast!"
When the blade light crisscrossed, appearing in front of Xu Zimei,
the two pairs of wings on Immortal Master Guanlan’s back snapped off instantly.
Because the blade light was too fast.
It was not until Immortal Master Guanlan fell to the ground and paused slightly,
that he finally felt the heart-wrenching, numb pain spreading through his body.
He clutched his back and howled in agony.
Blood gushed forth like a fountain from where his wings had been severed.
Xu Zimei knew that this would not take his opponent’s life.
The wings of the Hidden Clan were a special part of their body; even if they were lost, they could grow back.
...
"I’m very curious about what exactly your Hidden Clan is plotting," Xu Zimei said as he walked forward slowly.
Tyrant Shadow rested at Immortal Master Guanlan’s nose as he asked softly.
"If you’re going to kill, just kill; why all the nonsense," Immortal Master Guanlan replied indifferently.
"If you wanted to die, you would have killed yourself long ago. Why bother with this idle talk with me?" Xu Zimei said with a light chuckle.
The three black-clad men who tried to kill him last night were probably sent by the Hidden Clan.
When they committed suicide, their bodies decayed extensively, and Xu Zimei could not stop it in time.
It was clear that Immortal Master Guanlan did not wish to die.
"Young Master Xu, please show mercy."
At that moment, an elder hurriedly walked out from the outside.
The elder was dressed in a green robe and rather short stature.
His short sideburns had already turned white with age.
He looked like a candle in the wind, somewhat in his twilight years.
"Village Chief Shao," upon the arrival of the elder, the villagers watching the battle promptly greeted him.
This old man was none other than the village chief of Luohe Village.
"What’s the matter?" Xu Zimei sized up the old man and asked.
"You can’t kill this man," Village Chief Shao hastily replied.
"He is from the Guanlan Sect. If he dies in our Luohe Village,
the Guanlan Sect will unleash all their fury upon our village."
Hearing the old man’s words, Xu Zimei chuckled, "How much longer does the village chief plan to hide it from me?
You’re from the Hidden Clan, aren’t you?"
"What Hidden Clan? I’ve never heard of it," Village Chief Shao said, shaking his head.
"Really?" Xu Zimei smiled and sent a palm strike directly at him.
The old man didn’t dodge or evade, taking Xu Zimei’s palm strike head-on.
His body flew backward and crashed heavily against the courtyard wall.
A trickle of fresh blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this scene, the surrounding villagers who were watching became angry.
They questioned one after another, "What are you doing?
We kindly gave you shelter in the village, are you intending to repay kindness with enmity?"
"Brother," Gu Muyu at the side looked at Xu Zimei with some concern as well.
"Really good at acting," Xu Zimei ignored the clamoring villagers around him.
These villagers also knew about Xu Zimei’s prowess, merely spouting words without daring to touch him physically.
He glanced at the old man who barely managed to stand up.
His gaze stern, he said, "If you continue to pretend, then I’ll have no choice but to kill him."
Seeing that Xu Zimei was unwavering, Village Chief Shao fell silent for a moment.
He then said to the surrounding villagers, "All of you get out. I want to have a word with him alone."
Although somewhat indignant, the villagers eventually left.
Before leaving, Gu Muyu gazed at Xu Zimei worriedly, her eyes brimming with Immortal Qi.
Once all the villagers were gone, Village Chief Shao finally chuckled.
Looking at Xu Zimei with interest, he asked, "How did you find out?"
"Find out what?" Xu Zimei asked.
"That I’m from the Hidden Clan."
"Your kin have similar bloodlines, and I can sense that," Xu Zimei replied indifferently.
"It’s a pity you know too much," Village Chief Shao sighed lightly.
The aura of the Divine Vein Realm suddenly erupted from him, and he reached out to grab Xu Zimei.
Xu Zimei also reacted instantly, rapidly retreating.
He didn’t bother with further delay, summoning Chaos forthrightly.
As the pinnacle might of the Divine Vein Realm Chaos raged, Village Chief Shao’s face finally changed drastically.
He stared at Chaos and said, word by word, "Vein Beast!"
"I think it’s time we had a proper talk," Xu Zimei replied indifferently.
"What do you want to talk about?" Village Chief Shao was silent for a while before he finally spoke.
"The reason why your Hidden Clan has hidden itself here," Xu Zimei asked.
"We offended some formidable enemies in the past and were annihilated by them. In our ancestors’ attempt to protect us, we managed to escape,"
Village Chief Shao slowly began, "Eventually, we came here to establish our sect and village and have barely survived to this day."
"Then why did you send people to kill me?" Xu Zimei continued to inquire.
"Let me answer that question!"
A soft sigh came from the thatched cottage nearby as Muyu’s mother, leaning on a cane, slowly walked out.
"Yiran," Village Chief Shao murmured softly.
Xu Zimei looked at Muyu’s mom but did not speak, quietly awaiting her answer.
He had long known that Muyu’s mom was no simple figure.
As Muyu’s mom recounted a story, Xu Zimei finally came to understand.
Thousands of years ago, the Hidden Clan had been decimated by formidable enemies.
The few remaining clansmen chose to settle in this remote place to escape the relentless pursuit of those enemies.
