Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 571 The truth back then
"Su Ying, as I said, Ruo Ruo's cultivation method cannot be changed," the Soul Emperor said calmly.

His voice was soft, without any hint of angry outburst, like a husband disciplining his wife in the mundane world, not too harsh, but with a touch of self-righteous arrogance.

"But as I said, Ruoruo can't become a cold-blooded machine without emotions."

An Suying took a deep breath, the panic in her eyes gradually dissipating, replaced by an undeniable certainty.

She said as calmly as possible, "Don't you know your own situation? You've already learned your lesson, why do you want your daughter to follow in your footsteps?"

"A lesson?" The Soul Emperor's eyes were strange as he sneered, "Why can't you walk the same path that led you to become a Nine-Star Dou Sheng again?"

"You have the nerve to ask me?" An Suying sneered, "Look at what your clansmen are like! Selfish, cold-blooded, even devouring each other in their pursuit of power, isn't it all because of cultivating these lousy techniques?"

"She's your daughter, your own daughter! Do you think you're raising a poisonous insect?!"

"She can only be the winner." The Soul Emperor's tone was deep, but he did not deny the other party's words.

"Soul Emperor, you son of a bitch!"

An Suying finally lost her temper, completely shattering the image of a virtuous wife and loving mother she usually presented.

“I gave birth to this daughter and raised her. Because of something you said back then, I don’t even dare to see outsiders. I’ve been living day and night in this shabby little courtyard. But what have you done for our daughter?”

"Let me think... a broken cultivation technique? Or a casual 'I'm not good at taking care of kids'? You don't actually think I'm good at taking care of kids, do you?"

"."

Words flew out like cannonballs, relentless accusations that deepened the gloom in the eyes of the Soul Emperor, causing a rare fluctuation of emotion to appear.

"As a member of the Soul Clan, this is a mission she must bear." After a long silence, the Soul Emperor suddenly spoke gently.

Upon closer listening, however, his tone was no longer as calm as before, and carried a hint of eeriness.

"Even now, they're still spouting this load of nonsense."

Upon hearing this, An Suying gave a mocking smile, did not argue with the other party any further, and shook her head in disappointment.

"That's right. You are your daughter's father and the patriarch of the Soul Clan. For the sake of the Soul Clan, you are even willing to sacrifice her freedom so that Void Devouring Flame can live peacefully in the world. What does sacrificing emotions matter?"

An Suying's voice suddenly became very soft, and she leaned back slightly, bumping into the half-closed door behind her. "But I'm different. I'm just her mother. I can do anything for her."

At this point, An Suying revealed her usual captivating smile. She raised her chin high, looking at the man before her—arguably the most outstanding man on the continent—with disdain and contempt, and said, word by word:

"Including kicking you."

The woman's tone was calm, as if she were simply stating a clear fact, but anyone would probably be stunned speechless by these outrageous words.

Faced with such a vast disparity in strength, she didn't even display the arrogance one would expect from the Valley Master of Yin Valley. Instead, she resembled a mother leopard protecting her cubs, slightly arching her back and warily watching her enemies, ready to deliver a fatal blow the moment they got too close.

As expected, upon hearing these words, the Soul Emperor, who had been able to remain calm, had his eyes turn dark red with gloom, like a vengeful ghost struggling and sinking from a sea of ​​blood.

"Suying, I didn't want this to happen."

The Soul Emperor still tried to put on a gentle smile, but the muscles on his face twitched and convulsed in a chilling way, eventually turning into a helpless sigh.

"Look at what you look like now."

An Suying's eyes remained calm as she meticulously unraveled his wounds. "Xiao Xuan risked his life to severely injure you. Do you think he didn't know he couldn't kill you?" "No, he knew very well. Even you, who have endured a thousand years of torment, understand his intentions better than he does. Your wounds can heal quickly, but once your soul, already haunted by vengeful spirits, develops a crack, can you still remain as composed as before? Old man, I'm very curious."

The people who understand you best are often those closest to you, especially since An Suying and her partner are a loving couple.

Even though the Soul Emperor was cautious and wouldn't reveal all his information, he still needed to explain the specific reasons for healing. This is why An Suying was able to learn this secret.

An Suying said indifferently, "Once you encounter someone who can truly threaten you, will this ruthlessness really allow you to maintain your usual rationality?"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt a loss of balance and crashed heavily onto the bed.

"Oh!"

"Uh"

She landed heavily on the bed, the force causing An Suying to let out a muffled groan, her pretty face instantly turning pale.

"Heal the wounds." A cold, almost desperate voice came from beside him.

How terrifying was the power of a Nine-Star Battle Saint? Even though he was on the verge of losing control, he still subdued her with ease, making it difficult for her to even use a trace of battle qi or soul power, rendering her almost indistinguishable from an ordinary woman.

After struggling to no avail, An Suying, who was pinned down, rolled her eyes and sighed, "That's why I said, what kind of bullshit technique is this? How can you let my daughter use it?"

After saying that, the woman's eyes suddenly turned fierce. Without the slightest hesitation, she swung her jade arm out and struck the man's face!

"roll!!"

"Kaka!"

The fist was thrown, and the curtain collapsed.

The black mist that had covered the entire room vanished in an instant, and the enormous curtain projected by the soul spread out like spider silk, eventually bursting under the weight and shattering into countless points of light.

Spots of light fell down like a torrential downpour, dripping continuously onto the girl's stiff body, emitting concentric circles of light.

She raised her head blankly, her eyes gazing upwards empty, letting the light wash over her body.

"Is this the truth of what happened back then?"

Hun Ruoruo didn't actually know why she watched the scene unfold so calmly.

She heard that childhood trauma often takes a lifetime to heal because it is a scar left by your parents, just like a birthmark that you are born with. No matter how much makeup you apply, it is difficult to cover it up, and you will feel out of place wherever you go.

But she didn't end up in that situation. The so-called shadow from back then was actually the intensification of the conflict between the two. Her mother wanted to prove the error of the cultivation method, while the man wanted to become stronger. It was difficult for them to subjectively distinguish right from wrong.

But in the end, a winner and a loser were decided.

No wonder my mother never showed any disgust towards this matter, and no wonder she kept telling herself not to be blinded by hatred.

So she won.

They defeated the undefeated Soul Emperor.

(End of this chapter)