Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 563 The Soul Emperor's Attitude?

Having lived alone for over a decade, Hun Ruoruo believes she has experienced all kinds of emotions. Otherwise, she wouldn't be labeled a 'femme fatale' and would walk the world in various disguises.

But she was wrong, utterly wrong.

From Yao Lao and Xiao Yan at the beginning, to her mother now, every emotion that Hun Ruoruo could hardly understand, in the end, all came from the people closest to her. How absurd is this? How ridiculous is this?
"mother"

Hun Ruoruo spoke with difficulty: "I don't understand."

The girl's voice was dry and hoarse, completely devoid of its former pleasantness, like a withered string.

"If I could, I would hope you would never understand," An Suying said softly.

"My marriage was a failure. I married the man I loved most, but he never treated me equally."

Her figure gradually emerged from the cymbals, then gazed at the grand hall before her, a hint of self-mockery flickering across her face:
"That makes sense. He is the best in the world, holding the lifeline of the entire Dou Qi Continent, while I am just a naive young girl. What makes me think I can talk about equality?"

Hun Ruoruo hesitated for a moment: "Why did Mother choose him?"

She never imagined that she would bring up that man on her own initiative, or even care about his feelings. The feeling was disgusting and strange, and she felt an indescribable sense of unease.

But for his mother's sake, there were some things he had to do.

“Excellent men always attract girls’ attention, let alone one who is devoted to you.”

An Suying suddenly changed the subject, winking at her mischievously, "These principles, shouldn't they be taught to you by your mother personally?"

"I--"

Seeing the teasing look in her eyes, Hun Ruoruo immediately understood what her mother meant. Her pretty face flushed red, and she lowered her head awkwardly.

After a long pause, the girl's weak voice stammered, "He... he's different from that man."

"Oh? Ruoruo is referring to something different. Does she mean his level of excellence, or his attitude towards girls?"

"They're all different."

"Is that so?" An Suying's eyes crinkled into a smile. "Has Ruoruo ever thought that her mother 'back then' also viewed your stinky old man in the same way?"

When she said the word "back then," the woman's pronunciation seemed a bit heavier than usual, sounding rather stiff.

Hun Ruoruo's beautiful eyes widened, as if she had heard something absurd and unbelievable: "Huh?"

"Why are you so surprised? Your mother isn't stupid." An Suying smiled faintly. "There are so many men in the world. If he's not good enough to me, why would I be hung up on this one?"

With that, she stretched out her slender finger and decisively poked the girl's forehead, immediately eliciting a cry of pain.

"Ouch!" Hun Ruoruo covered her forehead, her eyes filled with grievance: "Mother, you're bullying me again."

An Suying put her hands behind her back and said with a smile, "It's one thing for this little girl not to learn good things, but she also always treats her mother like an ordinary big-breasted, brainless woman. Consider this a lesson learned."

Seeing that the girl seemed to want to argue, An Suying stepped forward and gently pinched her cheek:

"Alright, Mom knows you still have a lot of questions. The reason I'm telling you this isn't to say anything good about him. After all, we've gone our separate ways for a long time, and I just want my daughter to side with me."

She paused here, the smile on her face gradually fading, then softening into a gentle expression:
"However, Ruoruo is all grown up now. There are some things that neither her mother nor he can decide. You need to make your own judgment."

Do you make your own judgment?
Sure enough, Mother wasn't trying to defend that man, but rather hoping that I wouldn't be blinded by prejudice.

But if there were hidden circumstances surrounding what happened back then, why would she do that?
Hun Ruoruo's eyes flickered, and she suddenly reached out and tugged at the woman's sleeve, whispering, "Mother, are you leaving?"

An Suying was taken aback, then smiled gently: "This is your 'opportunity,' and I don't want to interfere, nor can I."

"As expected, there's more to this Sound Valley than meets the eye!" Hun Ruoruo suddenly stood up and asked urgently, "What do we need to do to leave this place?"

Hun Ruoruo finally panicked. As a child, she had never expressed any feelings to her mother, so much so that when her mother suddenly disappeared from her world, she didn't even remember to say a single word to try and keep her.

Now that she has finally gotten this chance to reunite after so much hardship, how could she possibly let it go?

"Mother, I miss you so much. Not a single day has gone by that I haven't thought of you. I've had enough of the scheming and intrigue, enough of the endless cultivation and hatred. I don't want to be separated from you again!"

Hearing the desperate, mournful cry, An Suying paused, falling into an unusual silence.

The main hall remained silent. Two golden crows hovered on the eaves, their golden feathers seemingly frozen in place. Only two figures, one large and one small, stood in the center of the hall, hand in hand, just as they had in their childhood.

Time slips away here.

After a long pause, she took a deep breath, suddenly turned her head, and smiled slightly: "Ruo Ruo, do you remember your favorite game?"

"game?"

"You don't remember?" An Suying was greatly surprised, and then began to pour out her grievances:

"It's that treasure hunt game, you forget? I remember it perfectly. Not only did the treasures have to be beautiful, but they also had to be placed in a place where you could easily find them. Our yard isn't that big, it was really tough on your old mom."

Hun Ruoruo listened to the other person's complaints in a daze, even forcing back the tears that were about to fall. Only when she felt extremely uncomfortable did she finally bite the bullet and interrupt:
"Mother, please stop talking."

"Hmm? What's wrong, are you shy?"

An Suying, who was in the middle of a lively conversation, suddenly stopped. She looked the girl up and down and then revealed a thoughtful expression:

"That's true. After all, he's not the tomboy who used to be so shy and hesitant even when wearing a skirt anymore. He has such a good figure that even I, his mother, am envious. These things should probably be considered his embarrassing past."

Hun Ruoruo, unable to bear it any longer, cried out, "Mom!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore," An Suying quickly comforted her gently.

She cleared her throat and said seriously, "In short, there are three marks set by the Daoist goddess in the Valley of Sound, and the Golden Crow's Cry is one of them. With your intelligence, I believe you will be able to unlock them all soon."

"When that time comes, whatever choice you make, your mother will no longer interfere. This is an opportunity that belongs only to you, so remember to be careful."

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman's illusory figure instantly transformed into countless points of light, returning to the cries of the golden crow, as if she had never existed.

"An opportunity that belongs only to me"

Gazing at the silent crow, Hun Ruoruo's eyes were glazed over, unable to tell whether she was joyful or melancholy.

Regarding that man, the Soul Emperor, she never refrained from harboring the most wicked thoughts, and she had never for a moment given up on trying to kill him. But now, as the mother of the victim from back then, she was forced to re-evaluate his attitude.
Is this really possible?

"correct!"

Just as Hun Ruoruo was lost in thought, the woman's cold voice suddenly rang in her ears again, startling her.

"Mother? You didn't leave?!"

"You've really grown up, you can't wait for your mother to leave." The golden crow spun around, followed by An Suying's teasing laughter, "We were talking about serious matters before, now let's talk about personal matters, we can do both at the same time."

"Private matters?" Hun Ruoruo's eyes lit up with suspicion, sensing something was amiss. "What private matters?"

"Of course it's that handsome young man."

Jinwu Ti released his hand and whispered close to the girl's cheek, "To be honest, I almost misjudged him. He looks like a skinny young man, but his blood and qi are stronger than even a magical beast. Can you, with your small arms and legs, handle it?"

"you"

The sudden, lewd words made Hun Ruoruo's head spin. She could no longer contain herself and shouted angrily, "Are you leaving or not?!"

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I burned my hand while cooking yesterday, but I managed to chip it out, which took a little longer…
P.S.: No whitewashing, no misunderstandings, no clownish behavior.
(End of this chapter)