Nine Profound City was the most prosperous city on the Western Continent. It was located at the center of the continent, sitting between the territories of the Sky Qilin Clan and the Purple-Winged Tiger Clan.
In the past, the city was jointly governed by the nine profound beast clans, but because of the decline of the Fire Cloud Rat Clan, the Deep Sea Naga Clan, the Golden Python Clan, the Crimson Ox Clan, and the Heavenly Fox Clan, the city was now mainly in the control of the Sky Qilin Clan, the Great Roc Clan, the Purple-Winged Tiger Clan, and the Netherworld Wolf Clan.
The city was spanned more than ten thousand square kilometers. It would take several days to travel from the east gate to the west gate. Hundreds of thousands of populations resided in this city, making the entire city filled with a bustling atmosphere from day to night.
At this time, several artistic buildings in the center area of the city were decorated with red banners and flowers. Clearly, they were prepared for the incoming wedding event as well as the Misty Convention.
In a luxury room inside a restaurant called Heavenly Taste Pavilion, three young men and a woman were chatting and drinking happily. One among them was no other than a soon-to-be bridegroom, Pei Xiewen.
“I’m really envious, Brother Pei. You’re about to marry the Goddess Bi You… Please don’t get offended, but she’s my dream lover.” A young man with an evil handsome appearance said enviously. His long hair was thick, covering his shoulders and reaching his waist. His sharp teeth that resembled wolf’s teeth could be seen as he spoke. He was the current successor of the Netherworld Wolf Clan, Lang Mian.
Compared to the other eight clans, the Netherworld Wolf Clan didn’t choose a successor from the bloodline but from the individual strength. Although Lang Mian was currently at the peak of the Ruler Profound Realm, his strength could not be underestimated. He had killed the opponent three levels higher than him before.
Pei Xiewen grinned and drank a mouthful of wine before saying. “What’s there to be envious of me?” Although his tone was normal, it could not conceal the pride within it.
“How about we find some girls later?” A bulky young man on the side suddenly said as he looked at Lang Mian. He had a strange purple symbol on his cheek, making him look scary. His name was Zi Mo, the eldest young master of the Purple-Winged Tiger Clan.
“Young Master Zi, are you trying to harm my brother?” A woman with an appearance seventy percent resembled Lang Mian said in dissatisfaction. He had a plump figure with a cute face. Her name was Lang Xue, Lang Mian’s younger sister.
Lang Main smiled wryly when he heard this. He regretted it now for bringing his sister along.
“What harm? I’m clearly trying to help your brother vent. It’s good for his body, you know?” Zi Mo spread his arms and said with an innocent expression.
“Hmph!” Lang Xue snorted and turned her head away, looking at the street below through the window.
Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a group of three people, and her brows involuntarily creased together. She stared at the group of three for a long time without saying anything.
At this moment, Lang Mian noticed something unusual on his younger sister’s face. He frowned slightly and asked. “What’s wrong, Little Xue?”
Pei Xiewen and Zi Mo put their wine cups down and glanced at Lang Xue curiously.
Lang Xue tilted her head, frowning, and said. “Do you think they are the Fire Cloud Rat Clan’s people?”
“Hmm?” Lang Mian, Pei Xiewen, and Zi Mo were surprised and quickly walked to the window, looking down at the group of people that Lang Xue pointed at.
A trace of surprise appeared on their faces, and Zi Mo said coldly. “They are indeed the Fire Cloud Rat Clan’s people. How could they dare to walk around here?”
As everyone knew that there was a grudge between the Purple-Winged Tiger Clan and the Fire Cloud Rat Clan, no one doubted Zi Mo’s recognition ability at this moment. These people must be the Fire Cloud Rat’s clansmen.
“That old woman….” Pei Xiewen’s eyes narrowed as he stared attentively at the old woman walking with a cane.
“I’ll tell my father now.” Zi Mo said and picked his transmission jade out, preparing to contact his father. However, he was interrupted by Pei Xiewen first.
“What’s wrong, Brother Pei?” Zi Mo asked in confusion.
Before Pei Xiewen could answer, Lang Mian said first. “She’s definitely the Divine Ascending Tribulation Realm’s expert.” ．
Zi Mo was shocked and looked at Pei Xiewen for confirmation.
Pei Xiewen nodded slightly. “If I’m not mistaken, she’s the current Matriarch of the Fire Cloud Rat Clan, Huoyun Yurou.”
Zi Mo, Lang Mian, and Lang Xue were stunned and blankly stared at the old woman.
At this moment, the old woman turned her head to look upward and turned away after seeing the four of them. With a mere glance from her, the four immediately broke into a cold sweat. Thankfully, they didn’t offend her yet. Otherwise, they wouldn’t know how they died.
After seeing the old woman’s group disappearing at the end of the street, the four heaved a sigh of relief and looked at each other before hurriedly contacting their elders.
“What’s wrong, Senior?” Yun Lintian noticed Huoyun Yurou’s action. He followed her gaze and didn’t see anything unusual.
“Nothing. It’s just some flies.” Huoyun Zhu was the one who spoke first. She had also noticed the four.
Huoyun Yurou smiled and said. “When the time comes, don’t hold back. There’s no need to show mercy to them.”
Yun Lintian immediately understood. He replied. “Don’t worry, Senior. I never show mercy to the enemy… However, killing them here is not good, right? After all, it’s their territory.” It wasn’t because Yun Lintian was afraid of the enemy, but he was being cautious.
“It’s either they or we die. Killing their descendants won’t change anything. On the contrary, this will show them our attitude. It can accelerate the situation, allowing us to start our plan faster.” Huoyun Yurou said softly. However, Yun Lintian could feel an intense killing intent in her voice.
Recalling the plan he was told by Huoyun Yurou before coming here, Yun Lintian’s heart grew heavy a little. He nodded in response and said nothing more.