Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 598 Finally Seeing Mother
The life of the Venerable Qinghai is not worth mentioning.

Without the help of the Golden Crow's Cry, Venerable Qinghai could only barely reach the threshold of a mid-level Dou Zun. If Hun Ruoruo wanted to, she could even completely obliterate him upon first meeting him.

But she couldn't let him die so easily.

The blood debts of the Starfall Pavilion, the blood feud of the Sound Valley, and the anger from severely injuring Xiao Yan back then are not something he can quell alone.

Hun Ruoruo not only wanted to extract every bit of value from him, but also wanted him to make the most of his remaining energy, so that after being betrayed and abandoned by everyone, and having his own meaning of existence denied, he would embark on destruction.

His death was just the appetizer.

Anyone who threatens the safety of Yin Gu or the life of their master must pay the price.

“My mother said that she would not interfere with my choices or have any objections to the outcome. She even took the initiative to expose my father’s kindness, just so that I would not be influenced by any outside influence.”

Hun Ruoruo suddenly smiled: "But she still had a selfish motive in the end."

“She could have placed this third fragment anywhere, but she chose to set it as the Azure Sea Venerable himself, which shows that from the beginning she did not want me to accept all of this willingly, and she also wanted me to fight against it.”

She turned to look at the crumbling sky, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Am I right, Mother?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred!

The already shattered sky seemed to be subjected to unimaginable pressure, and it violently cracked open again.

In an instant, the night disappeared, and the stars and moon faded.

The tranquil valley of sound, like a dreamlike bubble, began to shimmer and distort at this moment, but the people below seemed oblivious, still huddled around the campfire, soundly asleep under the night sky.

"Mother is merely a Battle Saint, not a Saint. How could she possibly transcend worldly affairs?"

A soft laugh rang out, though the person could not be seen, it seemed to pierce through space, allowing a glimpse of their figure.

"Besides, no matter what you do, the choice ultimately rests with you, doesn't it?"

“But you didn’t need to go to all that trouble. Creating this dream is pointless.” Hun Ruoruo lowered her head. “Even if you didn’t say anything, I would still do it.”

"Silly boy."

An invisible wind drifted in, as if someone were gently caressing the girl's cheek:
"Your life is long, with its ups and downs, its laughter and tears. These trivial matters are enough for a person to ponder for a lifetime. Therefore, not everything has to be meaningful."

“You said you longed for your father’s love, so I showed you another side of him. You once suffered in the Soul Realm, so I revived Yin Gu from the past. These things don’t need to have any meaning. If they do, it’s for you.”

"All you need to do is be happy."

Hun Ruoruo's eyes reddened slightly. She stopped facing Xiao Yan and quietly turned away, saying, "But I might not be that happy."

An Suying smiled and said, "If you were given another chance, what would you choose?"

The night sky completely disappeared, leaving a dark void that seemed capable of swallowing even light. Yet, Hun Ruoruo seemed to see a gentle, smiling face gazing at her with a gentle smile.

"You know perfectly well why you're asking this," the girl muttered softly.

She, who is usually the best at disguising herself, is unable to hide anything from An Suying, nor does she want to deceive her.

Hun Ruoruo reached out to grab Xiao Yan's arm, and then, under his horrified gaze, their fingers intertwined, palms pressed together. "Ruoruo, this..." Xiao Yan stammered, his mother-in-law was still here, how could this vixen suddenly be so bold?

“Take us to see you.” Hun Ruoruo ignored him and raised her clasped hands toward the sky.

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to them?" An Suying said softly.

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo paused for a moment, then looked into the distance. All of their movements were clearly visible under the Heavenly Realm Soul.

Below the treetops, Mo Ying leaned against a branch with her eyes closed, quietly guarding the valley entrance. An Wan, meanwhile, was helping the drunken Mo Yi sweep the plaza after the Bountiful Festival. Inside the main hall, the lights were bright, and an old man with white hair and beard was reviewing scrolls of memorials. On the eaves, a small blue-green bird stared intently into the distance.

"No, thank you." Hun Ruoruo suddenly sighed, then smiled and said, "This is fine."

As soon as the words were spoken, the ever-collapsed world vanished into nothingness, and the world fell into silence.

A moment later, a bright white light shone forth!

The plain white token that was originally hidden in the girl's bosom suddenly burst into a dazzling light, carrying the two away at an unimaginable speed, and breaking through the void in just a few breaths.

"Oh!"

A crisp sound rang out, and when the two opened their eyes again, they found themselves in a small courtyard with green tiles and blue stone walls. The autumn wind rustled the fallen leaves, just like the season in the Valley of Sound.

"Is this... our old home?"

Hun Ruoruo exclaimed in surprise, "The scene before me is undoubtedly the courtyard where I spent my childhood with my mother!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan immediately became uneasy: "Could this be another dream?"

Although Yin Gu's experience was relatively fulfilling, in the end, experiencing something so detached from reality once is enough. If it continued like this, even he would find it difficult to cope.

"how is this possible?"

Hun Ruoruo rolled her eyes at the somewhat frightened young man and said with amusement:

"Do you really think this kind of dream can be created indefinitely? Let alone my mother, even an Emperor-level soul probably couldn't withstand this kind of consumption."

The ephemeral beauty of youth is ultimately just a fighting technique. If such a mind-blowing ability could be activated repeatedly, then Yin Gu shouldn't be considered one of the Three Valleys anymore; he might as well just dethrone the Pill Tower.
Without a doubt, the scene before them was merely a copy of An Suying's design of the courtyard from back then, lacking even a trace of spiritual power, and could not possibly be a dream at all.

"Tsk tsk, my daughter has grown up. She's not as easy to fool as she was when she was little. Now, even if I wanted to keep it from you, I probably wouldn't be able to."

Suddenly, a teasing voice came from inside the room, clear and cold like a sword being drawn from its sheath, yet containing a mockery that was extremely incongruous with its temperament.

The next moment, the tightly closed door was suddenly pushed open, and a woman dressed in white slowly walked out of the room.

Her skin was like jade, her eyes were full of smiles, and her whole demeanor was dignified and otherworldly. Only her snow-white hair was particularly dazzling and eye-catching under the light.

Gazing at the gentle woman with white hair and eyebrows, Hun Ruoruo seemed frozen in place, her eyes gradually turning red, and her eyes filled with a misty haze like shattered glass.

"mother"

(End of this chapter)