Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 559 The Little Princess's Choice of Daoist Partner?

The scar on my wrist is gone?
It wasn't the healing of her wounds, nor the restoration of her pure water-based fighting spirit, but rather a complete and utter disappearance, as if the calamity had never befallen her.

Hun Ruoruo's pupils contracted, and almost subconsciously she began to examine the blood and veins within her body. As expected, she discovered something even more unbelievable.

The bloodline of the Dou Di has also disappeared!

The power of bloodline, which the eight clans pursued throughout their lives, not only did not bring any help to Hun Ruoruo, but was like an invisible death warrant, causing her great harm since childhood and never bringing her any benefit.

In order to break free from the shackles of her bloodline, she even went so far as to force out most of her essence and blood, diluting her original divine qualities to a level that would be enough to expel her from the clan, in order to gain a chance to survive.

Even so, she did not truly escape from the cage.

And now, all he did was take a nap, and the bloodline that had oppressed him for more than twenty years just vanished?
Ignoring An Wan's puzzled expression, Hun Ruoruo used her hands to search her body from head to toe, finding something increasingly strange.

"My cultivation level hasn't changed, and my technique hasn't changed either, but only my Dou Di bloodline has transformed into this thing called 'Musical Splendor'. What, what exactly is going on?!"

For a moment, Hun Ruoruo couldn't even tell whether what she was seeing was an illusion or reality.

"That...little princess?"

A woman's tentative call reached her ears, and Hun Ruoruo almost instinctively turned around, blurting out, "Senior Sister?"

The words had barely left his mouth when he felt a chill run down his spine.

She didn't know the woman in front of her at all, so why did she subconsciously call her "senior sister"?

An Wan, naturally oblivious to her unusual behavior, teased with a smile, "Hehe, if the little princess wants to show off her figure, she can go find her little lover. Senior sister will only feel envious and nothing else, okay?"

"Show off your figure?"

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo lowered her head and caught a glimpse of the fleeting spring light. Only then did she belatedly realize that she had placed her hands in front of her chest, her face full of vigilance.

"Tsk tsk, you were just acting all cute in your senior sister's arms a moment ago, but you've already turned your back on her. What a little brat who's always siding with outsiders." An Wan smiled. "Don't worry, your senior sister won't have any bad intentions towards you."

"If he really had his eye on you, that little guy named Xiao Yan would probably make my life miserable. He even dared to confront the Grand Elder head-on; he's a complete little madman."

Hun Ruoruo remained quite wary and asked coldly, "Where is he now?"

She had some understanding of the Grand Elder mentioned by the other party in her hazy dream. Given Xiao Yan's personality, if he were to clash with the other party, it would inevitably lead to an extremely intense conflict, and being imprisoned would not be uncommon.

The Sound Valley before her was too strange and bizarre. Apart from Xiao Yan, she did not intend to trust anyone here.

Seeing the girl's wary and cautious expression, An Wan's smile gradually faded as she looked puzzled, and she gently reassured her:

“That little guy is incredibly strong and has already gained the approval of the Grand Elder. He’s now considered a member of our Sound Valley. Instead of worrying about him, aren’t you concerned about your own injuries, silly girl?”

Hun Ruoruo remained silent. While examining her bloodline earlier, she had clearly noticed the abnormality in her body.

The wounds inflicted by the magical artifact known as the Golden Crow's Cry not only failed to heal over time, but instead became as if embedded in the skin, merging with the soul and blood.

She couldn't even summon any fighting spirit.

An Wan explained, "The Golden Crow's Cry, as our Yin Valley's ancestral ritual artifact, has always been closely related to the survival methods of the two lineages. To remove the divine runes, we must have the support of the Ink Lineage."

Hun Ruoruo frowned: "The support of the Ink Clan?"

“Exactly.” An Wan nodded and smiled: “In our Yin Valley, the An and Mo lineages coexist peacefully. However, the way of music has always been more suited to women. That is why we have the pairing of ‘harmonious music’.”

The so-called "harmonious union" actually refers to a pairing of a man and a woman, consisting of a woman from the An lineage and a man from the Mo lineage, who complement and support each other.

Like the spirits of two golden crows crying out, they also exhibited this effect of yin and yang harmony.

“Once a man of the Ink Clan decides to protect a woman of the An Clan, he will dedicate his entire life to following her, protecting her with his own life, unwavering until death,” An Wan said, a hint of mockery in her eyes. “Sounds wonderful, doesn’t it?”

She glanced at the girl whose expression was growing increasingly unpleasant and said with a smile, "It's a pity that although this partnership seems to give Anmai a huge advantage, what girl wouldn't be moved by a man who would risk his life to protect her?"

"Over time, almost all the girls from our Anmai have been lured away by the Momai!"

"So, as the successor of the Sound Valley, I cannot have a guardian who is in perfect harmony with me, right?"

“That’s true,” An Wan blinked, touching her lips with her finger, somewhat hesitant. “But the situation is urgent right now. If we don’t find a man from the Mo Clan, it will be difficult to remove your seal, little princess. The Grand Elder should understand.”

"I reject."

Hun Ruoruo rejected the suggestion without any hesitation.

Are you kidding me? Let her go with a man she's never met?

She'd rather figure out the solution herself!
Regardless of the credibility of the other party's words, Hun Ruoruo herself had no good feelings towards Yin Gu whatsoever.

The only reason I came here was out of necessity, and besides, this is my mother's hometown. How could I possibly marry that man from the Ink Clan? It sounds disgusting.
"Well, it's normal for you to refuse, after all, you are the little princess." An Wan sighed, seemingly a little regretful.

"By the way, that little guy named Xiao Yan has now temporarily joined the Mo Clan. In order to avoid causing too much trouble, little princess, don't forget to call him Mo Yan."

"?!"

The girl's eyes widened in surprise at the coincidental remark.

She looked at An Wan, and upon seeing the other's smiling, peach-blossom eyes, her pretty face stiffened slightly. Suppressing her anger, she forced a smile: "But then again..."

Unbeknownst to her, the composure and shrewdness that Hun Ruoruo had accumulated through her struggles in the Soul Realm seemed to have diminished considerably.
"Bang bang bang!"

A rude banging sounded on the door, followed by a man shouting at the top of his lungs:
"Brother Yan, Brother Yan, something terrible has happened!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, was startled awake and opened his eyes with some confusion.

He got up and opened the door, only to see the man in the straw hat leaning against the door frame, panting heavily, looking travel-worn.

Upon seeing Xiao Yan appear, the man's eyes lit up, and he whispered, "Brother Yan, it's not convenient to communicate here, you see..."

"come in."

Xiao Yan did not hesitate and turned around to make way for the other party.

Upon seeing this, the man in the straw hat was overjoyed and squeezed into the room in a flash. Just as he was about to find a place to sit down, he was shocked to find that there was a large hole in the bed board at some point!
The man in the straw hat nearly popped his eyes out: "Brother Yan, this—"

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Xiao Yan's breathing was unusually disordered.

He raised his hand and the crumpled bed sheet quickly plugged the gap, then clapped his hands without changing his expression and casually sat down.

"what's up?"

"Brother Yan, where did that big hole come from? It couldn't have been there all along, could it? It's been three days already, why didn't you even say hello to me? How am I supposed to sleep?" The man in the straw hat was still chattering away.

Xiao Yan's face twitched, and he grabbed the man and shooed him outside without saying another word.

"Hey! Brother Yan, don't send me away!" The man in the straw hat had never been pulled so hard before, and he immediately stumbled and cried out, "I won't ask anymore, I won't ask anymore, okay?"

Xiao Yan pressed him down onto the prayer mat: "Speak!"

Seeing the dangerous look in the other person's eyes, the man in the straw hat trembled and quickly raised his hands to signal surrender.

He said succinctly, "The little princess has chosen you as her 'perfect match'!"

"A harmonious union?" Xiao Yan was taken aback, then immediately grasped the key point: "Ruo Ruo is awake?"

The man in the straw hat nodded vigorously: "Not only did he wake up, but he also shook the entire Sound Valley. I've never seen so many people blocking the entrance to the main hall in my life. They looked like they wanted to devour you alive!"

Xiao Yan frowned: "Just because I became the object of that 'harmonious union' thing? What exactly does that mean?"

“Well, to put it simply,” the man in the straw hat revealed a strange smile, “there is a 99% chance that those who become partners in a harmonious relationship will become Daoist couples.”

"Therefore, in our Yin Valley, the harmonious playing of the zither and lute is essentially equivalent to an engagement ceremony."

"What did you say?!!!"

(End of this chapter)