Chapter 3869: Ancestor Xiahou sighed to the heavens in grief.

"It's gone…"

Xiahou Yan shook her head and let out a sigh.

She also understood that if she wanted to know what exactly happened to her, she had to find Heavenly Venerable Shenzhan.

But with Heavenly Venerable Shenzhan's strength—the other party was a Pseudo-Emperor, a Peak expert below the God Emperor.

Let alone the current Xiao Fan and Xiahou Yan, even the Old Ancestor of the Biyun Divine Palace, an expert of that level, would be a cowering existence in front of Heavenly Venerable Shenzhan.

As they were now, they had absolutely no way.

Seeing that Xiao Fan and Xiahou Yan had no more questions, Ancestor Xiahou breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, feeling that he had finally overcome the difficulty.

"Then let's go." Xiao Fan smiled.

Xiahou Yan nodded. She hesitated for a moment, then looked at Ancestor Xiahou with a fierce expression.

"Gulp." Under Xiahou Yan's gaze, Ancestor Xiahou swallowed hard. "Is… is there anything else?!"

"Trash, you couldn't even protect your own Old Ancestor's corpse!"

"Bang!" "Bang!"… Xiahou Yan kicked Ancestor Xiahou a few times fiercely before leaving with Xiao Fan.

There was no other way.

Xiahou Yan was really too angry.

It was fortunate that she had met Xiao Fan; otherwise, she didn't know what would have happened to her now.

Ancestor Xiahou looked aggrieved; he didn't want this either.

"Sigh… If our Xiahou Family could contact Heavenly Venerable Shenzhan, then just wait!"

Ancestor Xiahou sighed helplessly, feeling that he was a very aggrieved Old Ancestor. Not only could he not beat anyone, but he was also bullied all day long…

However, Ancestor Xiahou had no other choice.

After Xiao Fan and Xiahou Yan left, they went straight out of the Xiahou Family's city.

"Sister, where else do you want to go?" Xiao Fan saw that Xiahou Yan was in a bad mood and asked softly.

"There's nowhere I want to go." Xiahou Yan shook her head and sighed helplessly.

She didn't even know the cause of her death, let alone why she had been placed in a black gold coffin.

Those things seemed to be a secret to Xiahou Yan. A secret that, no matter what, she wanted to know the truth about.

"Alright." Xiao Fan sighed.

The current Xiahou Yan couldn't recover her memories at all, and wanting to find Heavenly Venerable Shenzhan? That was even more impossible!

The two chatted for a while, and then Xiao Fan left with Xiahou Yan.

There was still a hundred years until the God War.

For the next hundred years, Xiao Fan and Xiahou Yan could both use the time to become stronger. Xiao Fan wanted to enhance his strength, while Xiahou Yan wanted to enhance her Soul Power.

Xiahou Yan had a feeling that as long as her Soul Power reached a certain level, those lost memories could be recovered.

Because of what Xiahou Yan said, Xiao Fan gave her all the Medicinal Pill he had for nourishing the soul.

"You… aren't you keeping any for yourself?" Seeing the large pile of Medicinal Pill, Xiahou Yan was very moved.

"It's fine, my Soul Power is already strong enough; I don't need these for now." Xiao Fan said happily.

"This… alright then, I won't stand on ceremony."

Xiahou Yan sighed, and without wasting any words with Xiao Fan, she took the large pile of soul-nourishing Medicinal Pill.

Immediately, Xiahou Yan felt her Soul Power rise to a new level.

Some tiny fragments of memory gradually emerged from the depths of her mind.

They were just sporadic fragments and could not form complete memories at all.

"How is it? Did you remember anything?"

Xiahou Yan shook her head: "No… it's still far from enough."

Xiao Fan sighed: "Don't worry, slowly, as long as there are enough Medicinal Pill to make your soul stronger, you will definitely be able to remember later."

"Okay." Xiahou Yan nodded and left with Xiao Fan.

…

In a flash, seven days later.

Ancestor Xiahou sighed to the heavens in grief, feeling that fate was playing tricks on him.

"Sigh… If Old Ancestor Xiahou Yan hadn't fallen, how could our Xiahou Family be in this situation?!"

At this moment, Ancestor Xiahou felt very desolate. The Old Ancestor's corpse had been stolen, and afterward, he had invited Master Xuan Yin, but when they reached the Xiahou Family's treasure vault, most of the items inside had been stolen by the thief.

The remaining items were all taken away by Master Xuan Yin… The current Xiahou Family could be said to be full of grievances, but they had nowhere to vent them.

Especially as the Old Ancestor of the Xiahou Family, he was aggrieved to the extreme, because every decision had been his own idea, yet now…

"Sigh… If Heavenly Venerable Shenzhan were here, who would dare to bully our Xiahou Family!" Ancestor Xiahou shook his head helplessly.

"I am here…" An abrupt voice suddenly appeared behind Ancestor Xiahou.

"Hmm?!" Ancestor Xiahou was startled and turned his head abruptly, only to see a handsome, white-haired youth with a dark face standing behind him.

"You… who are you?!" Ancestor Xiahou was greatly shocked; he hadn't felt any of the other party's aura at all before.

"Hehehe… You just called out my name, do you not remember it?" Ancestor Xiahou: "…"