Chapter 1170: Xiang Clan Visitors

When Xiang Shaoyun showed his face, the five from the Xiang Clan were thoroughly stunned. He resembled a certain statue in their clan too much. In fact, it almost looked like the two were built from the same mold. But since they were already warned about this, they were still able to act with relative calm.

"Do you know where this is? This is not a place for you to strut around like you own the place," said Xiang Shaoyun in a calm and unruffled manner.

Among the five, Xiang Shaoyun saw Xiang Zixuan, a familiar face. He had not expected to see him among the visitors. Xiang Zixuan was precisely the young man among the five. He was gazing at Xiang Zixuan with hate. If it wasn't for Xiang Zixuan, he would have been the one to become the Holy Hall's son-in-law.

"We are from Xiang Clan, and we are your elders. The blood of the Xiang Clan flows in you. Are you going to turn on your roots?" berated the old man.

He released his aura, trying to suppress Xiang Shaoyun with his might as a Saint.

However, his oppression was completely ineffective, and Xiang Shaoyun replied coldly, "If it wasn't for the fact that you're from the Xiang Clan, do you think you can even come this far? You actually have the galls to demand that I go out and greet you? Are you stupid? Both my father and I had long separated from the clan. What are you even doing here?"

His words infuriated the group from the Xiang Clan. They naturally had a reason to come to the Ziling Sect.

"Looks like he doesn't welcome us. Let's just leave. A day will come when he regrets this," said Xiang Zixuan.

He definitely didn't wish to see Xiang Shaoyun return to the clan. He already considered Xiang Shaoyun his nemesis.

"There is no rush. Let me have a chat with this young brother," said the beautiful married woman. She looked at Xiang Shaoyun with her charming eyes and said, "Young brother, what is your name?"

"Xiang Shaoyun. How may I address you, big sister?" asked Xiang Shaoyun with a toying look in his eyes.

"Xiang Shaoyun. What a good name. I am Ji Honglei, a widow of your Xiang Clan," replied the beautiful married woman.

"Ji Honglei. This is not a good name. No wonder you're a widow," said Xiang Shaoyun relentlessly.

"Impudent!" Xiang Zixuan roared furiously.

"Do not be angry, Zixuan. He is speaking the truth. This is not a good name. But since it is something given to me by my parents, I can't change it," said Ji Honglei. "We are visitors from afar. Are you really going to make us stand here while we speak?"

"You come bearing ill will. I'm already showing great kindness by not chasing you away. If you have anything to say, do it here. Otherwise, feel free to get lost," said Xiang Shaoyun, showing no courtesy.

"What a boring kid," said Ji Honglei, who finally gave up.

The beautiful young lady suddenly stretched her head out and asked curiously, "You really resemble an ancestor of our Xiang Clan. Are you really someone from the Xiang Clan?"

Looking at the innocent young lady, Xiang Shaoyun smiled and said, "My surname is Xiang, but I don't really know your Xiang Clan."

"That can't be true. Our Xiang Clan is a super powerful clan at the peak of the world. How can you not know us?" exclaimed the young lady in surprise.

Xiang Shaoyun was not interested in continuing this conversation. He looked at the old man, waiting for an answer.

"We are here bearing a message from the clan. The clan wishes to let both you and your father return to the clan and recognize your ancestry. But from your attitude, you don't seem interested?" said the old man.

Xiang Shaoyun smiled with contempt and said, "You're right. I am not interested."

In fact, he was the actual ancestor of the current Xiang Clan. What ancestry was there for him to recognize? This whole thing was a joke to him. He also remembered that when he was still a young boy, his father had once gone back with him. At the time, his father merely wanted to visit the grave of a family member. However, they were harshly insulted and then chased away.

He remembered how sad his father was. His father became dead drunk after the incident, mumbling how he would one day step back into the Xiang Clan and have them tremble from his might.

That was an oath his father had made and the seed of hatred in his heart. Xiang Shaoyun did not have a good opinion of the clan. With the awakening of his previous life's memories, his opinion of the clan had changed somewhat. However, he also knew that the current Xiang Clan was different from what he remembered.

During his past life, the clan was united, and there were few internal conflicts. Now, every one of them seemed insufferably arrogant, and they were busy fighting among themselves. This was a bad habit that had to change.

The Xiang Clan delegation had not expected to receive such a blunt rejection and felt humiliated. They had thought that with this visit, Xiang Shaoyun and his father would warmly welcome and fawn over them so that the two would have a chance to return to the clan. It turned out that they had merely been too wishful.

"This is not something you can decide on. Get your father to come out," said the middle-aged man.

"I represent my father's will," said Xiang Shaoyun. "Also, you are not qualified to meet my father."

His words further infuriated the group.

"Looks like you really won't know without being taught a lesson," said the middle-aged man as he attacked.

He intended to catch Xiang Shaoyun by surprise, but the sect's Saints had been on guard against them this whole time.

"Impudent!" the turtle roared and threw a punch out.

They both held back, but their collision still produced a terrifying shockwave that twisted and warped the space around them. The weaker ones and the nearby construction were nearly harmed. If it wasn't for Duo Ji's protection, this single collision would have caused great damage.

"Kick them out," said Xiang Shaoyun, who was also furious.

They had actually dared to make a move against him on his own turf. He could not tolerate this. They had to be taught a lesson.

The turtle roared, "Did you hear that? Get lost!"

The turtle then focused on the middle-aged man and started madly attacking, forcing the middle-aged man into the sky.

"I'll deal with that old bastard," said the toad as he charged the old man, sending out a clump of terrifying venom.

Duo Ji also made his move and attacked the old man from a different direction.

"You think you're enough to face me? Naive," said the old man, smiling calmly. His body flickered as he formed a layer of protection around Xiang Zixuan and the two women. His aura then crashed against the toad and Duo Ji.

"Count this old bull in as well," roared the taurus as he joined the battle against the old man.