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Ji Chen was hit by several skills from Ling Mo Xie and was already seriously injured. At this moment, he couldn't dodge the Condensation Technique and was immobilized again.
"What kind of sorcery is this?!" Ji Chen shouted in panic at Ling Mo Xie. Although he was a cultivator, he had never seen such a bizarre spell. Once it landed on him, he couldn't move at all, no matter how he tried to channel his Spiritual Energy.
In despair, Ji Chen quickly turned his gaze to the fox and shouted, "Mister Xuanling!"
At that moment, Xuanling, under the roar of Chen Yan, had lost all combat effectiveness. It lazily turned its head to glance at Ji Chen and then ignored him. In Xuanling's eyes, Ji Chen was just a small fry; it could have as many subordinates as it wanted and didn't care about the life or death of one.
Hearing Ji Chen's words, Ling Mo Xie smirked and said, "What? Still asking that fox for help? I see that fox is barely able to save itself. Hahaha!"
Ling Mo Xie laughed heartily, and with a flick of his mind, several skills flew toward Ji Chen in quick succession. Ji Chen watched in terror as the spells approached him; he still couldn't move and had no power to resist.
In Ji Chen's horrified gaze, the skills landed one after another on him. "Ah!" With a painful scream from Ji Chen, under Ling Mo Xie's Detection Skill, his Health Points dropped to zero in no time.
"Ding! Congratulations! You leveled up!" A system notification sounded as Ling Mo Xie reached level eighty-seven, but he was somewhat disappointed that nothing good dropped.
Seeing Ji Chen collapsed on the ground, Xuanling's expression remained unchanged. It simply said to Chen Yan, "What race are you? What do you want?"
At this moment, Ling Mo Xie and Bai Yunfei had already walked over to Chen Yan's side. Looking at the prostrate Xuanling and hearing its words, they also turned to look at Chen Yan. They were curious about this question as well; what exactly was Chen Yan? A single roar had made the seemingly formidable fox submit.
Hearing Xuanling's question, Chen Yan paced in front of Xuanling for a few steps. "What? Weren't you looking for me? Why do you not recognize me when I'm right in front of you?"
Upon hearing Chen Yan's words, Xuanling's expression changed as it excitedly said, "You... what did you say? You mean you are..." Xuanling asked incredulously, "You are the Dragon Vein Holy Son?"
"Ha ha!" Chen Yan chuckled softly a few times and said, "What is that? I didn't expect that after so many years of not appearing in the world, no one would understand us. I remember, your Xuanhu Clan was once one of our subordinates."
Xuanling was taken aback by Chen Yan's words and said, "No wonder, no wonder. Even with such a high bloodline, it shouldn't be able to exert this kind of tier suppression on me!"
"What do you want from me?" Chen Yan ignored Xuanling's words and asked him directly.
At this moment, Ling Mo Xie and Bai Yunfei exchanged glances upon hearing their conversation, both recognizing the shock and confusion in each other's eyes. What exactly was this Dragon Vein Holy Son, and why did Chen Yan not know what it was?
Ling Mo Xie and Bai Yunfei's minds were in chaos; what was going on right now?
Hearing Chen Yan get straight to the point, Xuanling did not beat around the bush and said directly, "Of course, we want to invite you back! When our clan learned of your emergence, we sent countless people out to find you, hoping to bring you back to lead the Xuanhu Clan."
Chen Yan looked at Xuanling without changing his expression and said, "Is there anything else you haven't mentioned?"
Xuanling paused for a moment at Chen Yan's words before hesitantly saying, "Of course, there are many different opinions within the clan. After all, you have been gone for so many years."
Chen Yan chuckled softly and said, "Do they think that contracts fade away with time?"
"Contracts?" Xuanling asked in confusion.
Chen Yan glanced at him and said, "Have even contracts been forgotten? But the effects of the contract are still present!"
Seeing that Xuanling still looked confused, Chen Yan explained, "Do you think that my single roar can render you completely powerless to resist? That is the effect of the contract. As for myself, I am currently only at a level comparable to a Golden Core Stage cultivator."
"Now I see." Xuan Ling nodded. He had never heard of a contract before. At this moment, he suddenly felt fortunate to have been captured by Chen Yan so quickly. Thinking about those clan members who harbored ill intentions towards Chen Yan, when they prepared to deal with her, they were all subdued by her light roar, and Xuan Ling couldn't help but feel a sense of schadenfreude.
At this time, Ling Mo Xie had also regained his composure from the surprise and asked Chen Yan, "What exactly are you?"
Chen Yan looked up at Ling Mo Xie and said, "It's fine to tell you; I am one of the Nine Sons of the Dragon, Suanni."
The Nine Sons of the Dragon? Ling Mo Xie was taken aback upon hearing Chen Yan's words. Wow, this is quite a background!
Ling Mo Xie had certainly heard many legends about dragons. Whether in this Cultivation World or on Earth in his previous life, dragons were legendary beings at the top of the food chain. The Nine Sons of the Dragon, although varied in form, all shared dragon blood and thus possessed different extraordinary abilities.
Thinking of this, Ling Mo Xie suddenly remembered that there were many types of dragons. What kind of dragon was Chen Yan born from?
Driven by curiosity, Ling Mo Xie asked Chen Yan, "Legends say there are many kinds of dragons. What kind are you from? Why is your cultivation so low?"
Hearing Ling Mo Xie's question, Chen Yan glanced at him disdainfully and said, "You really are ignorant. My father is the first dragon in the world, the Ancestor Dragon! As for us nine, we do not have such long lifespans; we will still die. Thus, we begin to reincarnate. Whenever we die, we will be reborn in our original form. This means that there will always be only nine of us Nine Sons of the Dragon."
Wow! This is what they call reincarnation! After hearing Chen Yan's explanation, Ling Mo Xie's mind raced with thoughts—dying and being reborn again isn't much different from being immortal.
"What about your father?" Ling Mo Xie continued to curiously ask Chen Yan. He hadn't expected that he had casually picked up a strange spirit beast that was actually a legendary divine beast!
Chen Yan looked at Ling Mo Xie with a strange smile and said, "Before I reincarnated, he said he was going to take a nap. Who knows? Maybe he'll wake up after ten thousand or eight thousand years."
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