My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty
Chapter 882 - 882: Stirring Up Conflict

"Who do you think you are, to meet our young Lord?"

This is the Lava Clan, not the Wizard Clan, and no one here can act so recklessly!

Mo Xuan's strength was certainly formidable, but in this place, he couldn't stir up much of a storm.

Just as Mo Xuan was about to make a move, dozens of shadows appeared in the darkness.

These individuals moved with lightning speed, quickly surrounding him from all directions.

Though Mo Xuan's power was fierce, it was still too much for him to face such overwhelming numbers.

After a cold glance, he considered leaving.

But the Lava Clan warriors had no intention of letting him go. Their power surged as they rushed forward.

Faced with the incoming attacks, Mo Xuan didn't dare to hold back.

A layer of golden light enveloped his body as his aura shifted.

At the same time, the dozen or so people around him adjusted their own auras to fight back.

But this was still the Lava Clan's territory, and no matter how strong they were, they were no match for the enemy.

Before long, only Mo Xuan and two others remained; the rest had perished.

As he saw the Wizard Clan warriors closing in, Mo Xuan's face grew grim.

He knew that if this continued, he might not escape with his life.

After a cold glance, Mo Xuan didn't hesitate; he turned and fled.

In the moment he fled, the two people by his side rushed forward.

They had to buy Mo Xuan some time, or else he wouldn't escape.

But their strength was limited, and they could only delay the enemy for a moment.

Within a short while, they were all slain.

Once the energy faded and the surroundings quieted, the Lava Clan warriors did not pursue; they calmly watched the distance.

When the figures of their enemies disappeared, they were momentarily unsure of how to proceed.

After some thought, they turned and bowed towards the palace.

"Young Lord, the Witch God Young Lord has escaped. The other powerful warriors have all been slain."

As the cold words were spoken, Chi Yang responded with a cold tone,

"Order the death of every Wizard Clan warrior. I won't let this go; I'll fight the Wizard Clan to the end."

With his icy command, the powerful warriors outside the palace bowed respectfully and then withdrew.

Chi Yang didn't idle; he needed to restore his strength quickly.

...

After a few moments, his power had been restored to about seventy to eighty percent.

Rising from the ground, he walked towards the palace.

The place was dim, with only a few weak candles flickering in the surrounding darkness.

In the distance sat an elderly man in black robes, his face wrinkled with age.

Approaching, Chi Yang respectfully bowed to him.

"Master, please help me remove this Soul Seal."

As his cold voice echoed, the old man slowly raised his head.

With a flick of his hand, a blood-red light entered his body.

With this power, the Soul Seal left by Gu Lan disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, in the royal palace, Gu Lan noticed something.

Although the Soul Seal he left was not the most powerful, it was not easy to remove.

"This guy is interesting!"

Gu Lan muttered to himself before suppressing his aura.

It seemed that there were still strong people in the Lava Clan, so he decided to be cautious.

At that moment, a figure approached from outside the palace: it was An Ying.

His face carried an excited smile as he bowed to Gu Lan.

"Master Gu, the plan has begun!"

Hearing his words, Gu Lan smiled coldly and nodded.

Stirring up conflict between the two clans was all part of his plan.

This was all orchestrated by Gu Lan and Xue Lengyan.

Gu Lan's reasoning was simple: even if he didn't take action against the Lava Clan, they wouldn't spare him.

He knew exactly what they wanted: to profit from the conflict.

How could Gu Lan let them succeed?

Instead of waiting for the end, it was better to draw them out now.

If he could eliminate some problems now, it would be for the best.

Perhaps in the end, victory would be his.

"Keep watch at all times!"

With that, Gu Lan waved his hand casually.

An Ying, understanding the order, withdrew without hesitation.

Since Gu Lan had given the command, there was no need to stay longer; he had plenty of time.

Mo Xuan had been severely injured, and the strong warriors had been nearly wiped out. Surely, he wouldn't swallow this insult.

As soon as he returned to the Wizard Clan, Mo Xuan summoned nearly a hundred wizard soldiers.

Seeing his actions, others in the Wizard Clan exchanged puzzled glances.

Especially the three elders of the Wizard Clan.

Unlike other clans, these three elders controlled hundreds of factions.

These factions weren't significant in the Immortal Realm, but the Wizard Clan had their influence over them.

Just as Mo Xuan was about to take action, an elder suddenly approached.

"Young Lord, what is all this? What are you planning?"

Mo Xuan hid his anger and replied coldly,

"I'm going to take Chi Yang's head back."

"War with the Lava Clan isn't our current objective."

"I'm a young Lord of the Wizard Clan. Do I need your permission to do anything?"

"Get out of my way!"

Mo Xuan was too angered to waste time with him. He couldn't let this humiliation slide.

With his cold tone, the Grand Elder remained unmoving, staring at him without a word.

"Young Lord, this matter requires careful consideration."

Previously, the Grand Elder had valued Mo Xuan because of his deep strategies.

But this time, Mo Xuan's rashness baffled him.

Mo Xuan was about to respond when suddenly, a shadow flashed behind him.

A powerful hand pressed down, creating a loud crash, and he was forced to kneel.

"Boom!"

"Don't be impulsive, Young Lord."

The one who acted was the Second Elder, the strongest among the entire Wizard Clan.

If not for the fact that the Wizard Clan leader had done him a favor, he could easily have taken the position himself.

Sensing the Second Elder's pressure, Mo Xuan's face showed fear.

Though he quickly suppressed it, his expression remained grim.

"I hope Second Elder won't hold this against me."

Mo Xuan reluctantly chose to compromise; he couldn't fight the Second Elder.

If he pushed back, he'd be dead.

In the Wizard Clan, he feared no one except the Second Elder.

If the Second Elder killed him, no one would dare to defy him.

The Wizard Clan was governed by principles of profit first.

They wouldn't expel a powerful Imperial Realm Ninth Tier expert just for one person.

Mo Xuan had submitted, and only then did the Second Elder withdraw his hand.

Though the Second Elder said nothing, just a glance was enough to send the wizard soldiers retreating in fear.

Without hesitation, they all knelt down in respect, their faces filled with concern.

"Young Lord, you've been reckless, and now you've led others to be reckless too."

The Second Elder's words were calm, but they caused the wizard soldiers to tremble.

"We know we were wrong. Please, Second Elder, don't be angry!"

"Withdraw."

"From now on, no one is to leave the Wizard Clan without my orders!"

"Understood!"

Mo Xuan was somewhat helpless, but before he could speak, the Second Elder shot him an icy glance.