Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 647 A Calculated Soul Like Ruoruo

Zhongzhou, the southern region.

Inside the terrifying spatial tunnel, two figures were moving rapidly, constantly bombarded by spatial turbulence and rock fragments, yet they could not shake the area within several miles around them.

These two were none other than Xiao Yan, who had returned from the Northwest Region, and Qing Lin!

After several years apart, Qinglin has shed most of her former naivety, and even her once timid face now appears more mature.

If anything remains unchanged, perhaps only the little girl's uncontrollable curiosity remains:
"Young Master Xiao Yan, are you the legendary chosen one? Why does this once-in-a-century spatial turbulence keep triggering whenever I follow you?"

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"Young Master Xiao Yan, are you possessed by Sister Ruoruo? Why are you always as cold as she was before? Are you imitating her?"

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"And another thing, Young Master Xiao Yan, you promised to come see me, but so many years have passed, I thought you had all forgotten about me."

At this point, Qinglin's mind flashed, and she clapped her little fist in her palm:
"By the way, you two didn't have a baby, did you?"

Xiao Yan's expression changed drastically.

Having not seen each other for a long time, Qing Lin seemed to have opened a floodgate of words, completely oblivious to Xiao Yan's gaze, and continued chattering away:

"I heard from the elders that once a baby is born, they will devote all their attention to taking care of the baby and will not care about anything else. Waaah!"

With her lips sealed by invisible battle qi, Qing Lin blinked and turned to look at the ruddy-faced young man in black robes.

Xiao Yan felt his head was about to explode. He pinched the girl's small mouth from a distance, and only then did he regain his senses.

He genuinely regretted bringing this chatterbox along.

It turned out that after annihilating the leader of the Heavenly Serpent Mansion, Xiao Yan set off to return to the Jia Ma Empire, where he happened to run into a group from the Heavenly Serpent Mansion who were also preparing to depart.

Based on Xiao Yan's understanding of Qing Lin, he naturally did not believe that the other party would be bewitched by the Heavenly Serpent Venerable and thus turn against the Jia Ma Empire. However, he had to be wary of the possibility that the other party might be secretly manipulating Qing Lin.

Fortunately, the Jade Serpent Three-Flower Pupil, being the pinnacle of illusion magic, was obviously impossible to control. Before Xiao Yan could even make a move, Qing Lin had already broken away from the group and escaped on her own.

Xiao Yan took this opportunity to successfully meet with the other party.

To Xiao Yan's surprise, when they met again, Qing Lin did not show any of the arrogance or pride that comes with being a prodigy. Instead, just like when they were in the Mo Tie Mercenary Group, she insisted on calling him "Young Master".

He admitted that he was a nostalgic person.

And so, the journey that was originally undertaken alone gained a new companion.

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"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"

Qinglin tried hard to open her little mouth, her face turning red.

Xiao Yan loosened his grip slightly and asked helplessly:

"Tell me, who taught you all this nonsense?"

Seeing that she had finally regained her freedom of speech, Qinglin immediately shook her little head and said in a clear voice:

"Naturally, it's the old man from the Heavenly Serpent Mansion."

Xiao Yan frowned slightly:

"Grandpa? Isn't the Heavenly Serpent Palace in charge of your cultivation? Why would he concern himself with such trivial matters?"

Qinglin hopped and skipped through the air, as light and graceful as an elf, causing her ponytail to sway back and forth.
"Yes, they gave me a lot of resources so I could work hard to improve my abilities. That way I can have a baby for the sect leader's son in the future."

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Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan fell silent, a rare occurrence, his fists clenched so tightly that the veins bulged.

He regretted not killing the Heavenly Serpent Venerable a few more times. Damn it, he's a beast!

Xiao Yan vaguely remembered that when he was in the Mo Tie Mercenary Group, Qing Lin was not even as tall as his shoulder, but the Tian She Mansion was already planning to take her as a child bride.

No wonder those people have always wanted to cut Qinglin off from the outside world.

Seeing Xiao Yan's gloomy expression, Qing Lin tilted her head and asked curiously:
"Young Master, what's wrong? Your face suddenly looks terrible."

"Nothing."

Xiao Yan abandoned his plan to send Qing Lin elsewhere.

Although this girl is talkative, she is very simple-minded. After the incident at the Heavenly Serpent Mansion, he no longer wants to believe in these so-called 'reputable sects'.

Even the Soul Palace is much stronger than it!

"In any case, you should come back to Starfall Pavilion with me first. There happens to be a young lady there who is about your age. The two of you keeping each other company will save you a lot of trouble."

Xiao Yan pondered for a moment, then gently comforted her:

"As for safety, with the teachers around, you don't need to worry about it anymore."

"teacher?"

Qinglin's eyes lit up, and the patterns in his pupils spun rapidly like a kaleidoscope:
"Is this the old man with the ring who used to secretly talk to Young Master Xiao Yan? Will I finally get to see him in person?"

Xiao Yan was silent.

This little brat, maybe she really shouldn't be kept.
The Hall of Souls, the Ninth Heavenly Venerable's Hall.

The arrival of the Pill Gathering was imminent. All the Celestial Venerables who had been out receiving orders had now returned to their headquarters and were quietly awaiting Hun Ruoruo's decision.

Aside from the Nine Heavenly Venerables and the Black and White Heavenly Venerables, there is a branch palace force composed of four people, including the Mo Heavenly Venerable.

Of the four, the Hall Master of the Hall of the Dead Souls, Old Ghost Zhaixing, was dead. Due to the lack of successors in the Ninth Heavenly Venerable Hall, the number of members was reduced from four to three.
"Miss."

Mo Yu knelt respectfully and reported:

"The Ninth Heavenly Venerable Hall has six Heavenly Venerables with cultivation levels of five stars or above. They have all gathered here and are waiting for Miss's command."

At the top of the palace, Hun Ruoruo leaned against the throne, her white hair as withered and desolate as falling snow.

Her gaze remained unchanged as she lazily asked:

"Have you taken care of the task I asked you to do before?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu's face immediately revealed an uncontrollable fervor. Suppressing his excitement, he whispered:
“Miss Hui, just as you predicted, the Ancient Society already regards the Eight Heavenly Venerables and others as enemies, and the Pill Society has also focused its attention on Elder Mu Gu. If a conflict arises, only we can remain uninvolved!”

"Ah"

Upon hearing this, the girl in the black dress revealed a very faint smile.

Previously, when Hun Ruoruo went to the Ancient Gathering alone, not only Mo Yu, but even Bai Tianzun and the other two had noticed something unusual about it.

From the moment she inadvertently leaked information about the exit while relaxed, to Xun'er's relentless pursuit, it can be said that from beginning to end, the other party never escaped her scheme.

Her ultimate goal was clearly to divert the trouble eastward.

Now that the troubles of the Fourth and Eighth Heavenly Venerables have been eliminated, the Ancient Society has been successfully restrained, and even the Pill Tower has turned its hostile gaze toward Elder Mu Gu because of the existence of Elder Yao.

Unbeknownst to them, the Ninth Heavenly Venerable Hall had become completely unstoppable. No one had even noticed their existence.

The predicament has been resolved.

Next comes the harvest time.
Hun Ruoruo opened her eyes, her dark pupils brimming with a chilling ambition:
"Set off."

(End of this chapter)