Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 600 The Struggle Between Xiao and Hun
"I don't need these things to improve my strength," Hun Ruoruo said in a muffled voice, her cheeks flushed.

Talking about this kind of thing with elders seems to be the most awkward moment for everyone. Xiao Yan had experienced it before. At that time, she even used a disguise fighting technique to peek and laugh at the same time. She never expected that it would be her turn now.

"is it?"

An Suying raised an eyebrow: "Aren't you known for using any means necessary, even daring to absorb souls directly? Why are you so hesitant about this?"

"This is different!"

Hun Ruoruo finally couldn't hold back any longer and slammed her hand on the table, standing up: "I like him simply because he's good enough to me, and I find him pleasing to the eye, that's all. Why does it have to be tied to interests?"

"Our relationship doesn't need any external forces to bring us together!"

She had been holding a grudge for a long time.

Perhaps because of her disguise, or perhaps due to the influence of soul corruption, she became very close to Xiao Yan, and naturally, she was brought together by various people.

She admitted that it was her own problem and never blamed anyone, but she could not accept any external force interfering with this hard-won happiness.

She's schemed enough in her entire life.

Therefore, at least regarding her experience with Xiao Yan, she did not want it to be associated with any self-interest.

There are many paths to becoming stronger, but there is only one person you can truly love.

Looking at the stubborn girl in front of her, An Suying was a little lost in thought, but finally revealed a gentle smile: "That's more like it."

Hun Ruoruo was taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening: "Mother, are you testing me?"

"To be precise, it's because I don't want you to go down the same path as him."

An Suying smiled but did not deny it, saying frankly, "That is the path of destiny that no one in the Soul Clan can avoid."

The Soul Clan's cultivation techniques require devouring the essence of others to nourish oneself; this is an indisputable fact among the eight clans.

For this reason, the other members of the eight clans have always been extremely wary of the Soul Clan, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they despise them.

They mocked the flaws of the Soul Clan's techniques, yet deep down they feared this evil art that offered rapid advancement and ruthless killing. However, they did not know that the source of this ability was not the techniques themselves.

Rather, it is the bloodline of the Soul Clan.

“In the past, our ancestor, the Soul Emperor, wanted to emulate the Heavenly Dao and claim to be ruthless. So he cut off his emotions and harmed his bloodline.”

An Suying's voice was leisurely, as if it contained wisps of Daoist charm, and was extraordinary: "This is a secret recorded in the Soul Clan. No one in the other eight clans knows it. Ruoruo, have you noticed anything unusual?"

Hun Ruoruo frowned, and after a long while, she said with a hint of certainty, "A divine-grade bloodline?"

"good."

An Suying was somewhat surprised, but quickly nodded approvingly and continued, "Those who possess divine bloodlines are similar to the Soul Clan, lacking this so-called emotion."

"In ancient times, the Dou Qi Continent did not actually have only eight Dou Di, but was a golden age where countless heroes rose up. Among them, the Soul Emperor was the first to break free of his shackles and was also known as one of the two Origin Emperors."

"The Soul Emperor's imitation of the Heavenly Dao undoubtedly inspired countless people to follow suit. Some spent their entire lives trying to comprehend it, while others, with unwavering resolve, ultimately achieved the position of Dou Di. But without exception, they all followed the path of the Soul Emperor." Soul Ruoruo seemed to realize something, her beautiful eyes widening: "Mother means that the lack of emotion in divine bloodlines is because of the Soul Emperor?"

An Suying chuckled and said, "Since they choose to emulate the Soul Emperor, they will inevitably suffer the consequences of harming their bloodline. It's just a matter of degree."

"The vast majority of Dou Di are far weaker than Hun Di, so naturally they don't have such a strong influence on their bloodline. Over time, only those with extremely strong bloodlines will possess this characteristic."

"It's a pity that the Soul Emperor became emperor far too early. Today, the Soul Clan's bloodline is not as strong as it used to be, which is why this drawback is so obvious."

"Wait!" Hun Ruoruo suddenly interrupted the other party, her eyes turning somewhat strange: "According to you, the other Primordial Emperor wouldn't be from the Xiao Clan, would he?"

An Suying's smile remained unchanged: "This is why the Xiao Clan was the first to be destroyed."

Her words, though seemingly simple, seemed to contain immense cause and effect, causing Hun Ruoruo's body to stiffen, and she felt a chill seep into her heart that lingered for a long time.

Indeed, only when one truly witnesses the man's schemes can one truly understand just how terrifying a game of chess he has laid out.

No wonder he looked down on the other eight clans, and didn't care much about someone as powerful as Gu Yuan. No wonder he regarded the Xiao clan as a thorn in his side throughout his life, and was willing to suffer heavy losses to completely destroy them.

Originally, from the very beginning, the only clan that could rival the Soul Clan was the Xiao Clan.
"Unlike the Soul Emperor, Emperor Xiao did not follow the so-called ruthless way of heaven. Instead, he took a different path and successfully broke free from the shackles of restraint with his own power. Naturally, his bloodline was not affected by the deprivation of his emotions."

An Suying's eyes were deep, seemingly containing a mysterious meaning: "That young man may possess such potential."

"You mean Xiao Yan?"

Hun Ruoruo gradually recovered from her shock and looked at her with some doubt: "How did you know he was from the Xiao clan?"

In her mind, An Suying did not belong to any of the eight clans and did not have the bloodline of the Dou Di. Logically speaking, she should not have known Xiao Yan's true identity.

“Things in dreams cannot be hidden from your mother’s eyes,” An Suying said gently, her expression unchanged.

"That's true. Speaking of which, Mother does know a lot about the secrets of the Eight Clans, and she is no less knowledgeable than those high-ranking members."

Hun Ruoruo sighed, resting her chin on her hand lazily, and said, seemingly unintentionally, "So, after saying all this, Mother hopes that I will forge my own path?"

"You're already on your way, aren't you?"

An Suying stood up, the deep look in her eyes had vanished at some point, and slowly walked to the window:
"You acknowledge your bloodline, yet you're unwilling to relinquish your identity as a member of the Yin Valley. You haven't given up your emotions, yet you have to shoulder ruthlessness. This path is difficult to walk. Perhaps only that little one can accompany you to the end. Even I can't."

“I tried to change his mind, using the pretext of healing to probe his heart, and I did succeed in moving him with his emotions. But this was something that could never be done. The wounds will eventually heal, and that slight flaw will disappear.”

Even so, are you still going to stick to your original idea and decide to fight against him?

……

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I was suddenly interrupted by the fire alarm again, and only just managed to get back to post this. Three times in one month! Ugh!

(End of this chapter)