Doupo: Marry a Young Doctor and Be Rewarded with Douhuang Cultivation

150: The ancient world opens!While strolling around the manor, Xiao Ze also encountered members of several other ancient clans, many of whom possessed powerful Auras.

A group of people approached, led by a man in a crimson robe with an arrogant expression, his body faintly surrounded by flowing flame Dou Qi.

Their gazes swept over Xiao Ze with undisguised scrutiny, clearly wary of this unfamiliar expert who had suddenly appeared in the manor.

However, as their eyes met, a fiery glow circulated within each of their pupils, and in the space where their gazes converged, it seemed as if even the air gradually grew hotter.

“Poof!”

In just a brief moment, a ball of flame suddenly erupted in the space they occupied. As the flame burst, their bodies all trembled, and they instinctively took half a step back, their eyes now filled with surprise and doubt as they looked at Xiao Ze.

The crimson-robed leader snorted, raising his hand to brush away nonexistent sparks from his robe, his tone tinged with displeasure: “Your Excellency possesses excellent methods. The Yan Clan is handling business; please do not interfere.”

Xiao Ze raised an eyebrow, a faint smile playing on his lips: “I was just passing by. I didn’t expect the Yan Clan’s temper to be even fiercer than the Heavenly Flame on their bodies.”

“Presumptuous!” a Yan Clan disciple roared, his body’s flame Dou Qi surging. “How dare an unknown person like you mock my Yan Clan?”

Before he finished speaking, the crimson-robed man raised a hand to stop him, his gaze fixed on Xiao Ze: “Who exactly are you, Your Excellency? Daring to challenge my Yan Clan in Ancient Saint City, you should at least leave your name.”

“Xiao Clan, Xiao Ze!”

As those two words fell, the surrounding air seemed to solidify slightly.

The expressions of the Yan Clan members changed slightly, clearly having heard this name before.

Only this person could roam the continent at the Six-Star Dou Sheng realm.

A hint of apprehension flashed in the crimson-robed man’s eyes, but he still forced himself to say: “So it is Your Excellency Xiao Ze. My apologies. However, with the Ancient World about to open and experts from all sides gathering, it would be best for Your Excellency to temper your sharp edge.”

“I should temper my sharp edge for him?”

Xiao Ze glanced at him indifferently, his voice devoid of emotion, and turned to leave.

He could feel that the gaze behind him was still scorching, but it no longer held the previous provocation.

In the face of absolute strength, even the most arrogant clan had to weigh their options.

In the shadows not far away, several black-robed figures stood motionless, exuding a faint, chilling Aura. They were members of the Hun Clan.

Like specters merged with the darkness, their sinister gazes fell upon Xiao Ze, carrying undisguised hostility.

“A member of the Xiao Clan, how interesting!”

Since Xiao Xuan’s demise, it had been a long time since anyone from the Xiao Clan had appeared. They never expected to have the fortune of seeing one today.

Further away, a figure stood alone by a rockery, surrounded by wisps of lightning, exuding an overbearing and sharp Aura. It was the young prodigy of the Lei Clan.

He seemed to sense Xiao Ze’s gaze, turned to look, a flash of Battle Intent in his eyes, then snorted coldly and turned his face away.

These experts from the various ancient clans, though each had their own demeanor, all shared the same arrogance.

After all, those who could enter Ancient Saint City and await the opening of the Ancient World were all top existences within their respective clans.

Although Xiao Ze was strong, their clans also had no shortage of Dou Sheng experts.

But Xiao Ze was only one person, and it was clear who was stronger or weaker.

Xiao Ze paid no mind to these observations and probes, merely strolling casually.

He could feel that while these people were strong, none of them could catch his eye. The strongest was merely a Dou Zun, a world apart from him, a Six-Star Dou Sheng.

As he walked, the Hun Clan members suddenly stepped forward, blocking his path.

The leader in black robes spoke in a hoarse, mocking voice: “Heh, isn’t this the Xiao Clan’s remnant? How dare you even step into Ancient Saint City? It seems you’ve forgotten the taste of being chased and beaten by my Hun Clan all these years.”

Another Hun Clan disciple sneered: “Just a lucky survivor, a piece of trash, and you dare to come participate in the Ancient World’s opening? Hurry back to your dilapidated clan grounds, lest you be an eyesore here.”

Xiao Ze’s steps paused slightly, his eyes suddenly turning cold. The Dou Qi around him slowly awakened like a dormant volcano, and a terrifying pressure enveloped the few individuals: “Hun Clan dogs, when did you dare to bark at me?”

The black-robed leader’s expression changed, his Qi and blood churning under the pressure, but he still retorted stubbornly: “You dare to attack my Hun Clan? This is Ancient Saint City!”

“So what if it’s Ancient Saint City?” Xiao Ze took a step forward, his Six-Star Dou Sheng Aura erupting without reservation. The Hun Clan disciples instantly felt as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer, all kneeling on the ground, blood overflowing from their mouths beneath their black robes. “If it weren’t for the rules of Ancient Saint City, not one of you would leave here today!”

His voice was as cold as a knife: “Go back and tell your Clan Chief not to think that hiding in the shadows and doing despicable things can deceive everyone!”

“Sooner or later, I will personally flatten the Soul Realm and make you pay the price for your past actions!”

The Hun Clan disciples trembled all over, their eyes filled with fear and anger, yet they didn’t even have the courage to look Xiao Ze directly in the eye.

They could clearly feel that the killing intent in his words was not false!

If this weren’t Ancient Saint City, they would already be corpses!

In the end, the few of them could only grit their teeth, and under the gaze of members from various clans, they awkwardly got up and scurried away in disgrace.

“You just wait for me! Even someone as strong as Xiao Xuan met his demise at the hands of my Hun Clan back then. You, a mere wet-behind-the-ears brat, truly think you can defy Heaven?”

The onlookers, who had been observing, were all shaken, and their gazes toward Xiao Ze held a hint of awe.

To dare to publicly reprimand Hun Clan disciples in such a manner, this kind of courage and strength was enough to make everyone not dare to underestimate him.

Xiao Ze retracted his gaze, his expression calm, as if he had merely crushed a few ants.

He knew that the Hun Clan’s provocation was just the beginning, and the days to come would certainly not be peaceful.

But he didn’t care; he just needed to quietly await the opening of the Ancient World in three days, and his reunion with Xun’er.

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Three days passed quickly in anticipation. After the previous commotion, everyone knew that a top expert from the Xiao Clan, capable of contending with the various ancient powerful clans, had emerged for this Ancient World opening.

The atmosphere in the manor was even more solemn than in the previous days. Although disciples from various clans still interacted, they had all reined in much of their sharpness, and their gazes toward the courtyard where Xiao Ze resided were more complex.

There was apprehension, curiosity, and also a hidden hostility.

After all, the Xiao Clan was once one of the Eight Ancient Clans. Now, with Xiao Ze’s sudden emergence, it undoubtedly made other clans feel a potential threat.

During these three days, no one dared to easily provoke him.

The Hun Clan members seemed to have retreated, not showing their faces again. Although disciples from the Yan Clan and Lei Clan occasionally encountered him, they merely avoided him from a distance, not daring to make any further probes.

Xiao Ze paid no attention to this. Every day, besides stabilizing his cultivation, he quietly awaited the moment the Ancient World would open.

He could feel the invisible gravitational pull from the Ancient World growing stronger, as if something inside was calling to him.

Finally, on the morning of the third day, the massive teleportation array in the center of the manor, which had been dormant for a long time, suddenly erupted with brilliant light.

Runes flowed on the array base, and an ancient Aura permeated the air, announcing that the time for the Ancient World’s opening had arrived.

Experts from various clans gathered, their gazes fixed on the teleportation array.

Xiao Ze straightened his robes and slowly walked out of his courtyard, instantly attracting all eyes.

“Your Excellency Xiao Ze, it seems we are to enter the Ancient World together.” The crimson-robed leader of the Yan Clan stepped forward, his tone still distant, but without the previous hostility.

Xiao Ze nodded faintly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, finally resting on the teleportation array.

With a hum, the teleportation array was fully activated, and a gate of light leading to an unknown Domain slowly opened.

“The Ancient World is open, enter the array!” Someone shouted, and the experts from various clans no longer hesitated, stepping into the gate of light one after another.

Xiao Ze took a deep breath and also stepped in.

At the moment his figure disappeared, he seemed to hear a familiar call, filled with endless tenderness and anticipation.

He knew that his reunion with Xun’er was near.

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