Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 658 Reunion with Him (4k6, two chapters combined)

With the current spiritual realm of the old master, he was naturally not too affected by emotions and quickly regained his composure, pondering carefully.

The Soul Emperor's actions and deeds at Canaan Academy in the past undoubtedly left a very deep impression on him. Without a doubt, he was a true hero.

In terms of strength, the other party has long stood at the pinnacle of the continent; in terms of character, his vision would never extend to this mere Central State. Therefore, even if he truly had ulterior motives, he would never make things difficult for a junior at such a critical juncture.

What's more, she was his own daughter.

Therefore, rather than believing that Hun Ruoruo was coerced, Yao Lao would rather believe that this was his little disciple's own decision.

The only thing that remains unclear is perhaps the reason.
After pondering for a while, the old apothecary said thoughtfully:

"That girl has been completely out of contact since she returned to her clan. Who would have thought that she would choose to show up at this time, and even use the identity of a disciple of the Pill Tower? This is quite intriguing."

"Returning to the clan?"

A slight ripple of surprise flickered in Xuan Yi's eyes:
"Your so-called closed-door disciple, could he possibly come from an ancient race?"

This was the first time she had ever heard the other party mention such a secret.

Seeing this, the old apothecary realized he had spoken out of turn, shook his head, and sighed softly:
“Xuan Yi, I did not mean to hide it, but the background of my little disciple is really too shocking. It’s not necessarily a bad thing that we know less about him.”

The woman in black furrowed her brows and said softly:

"When my founder, Danta, was still alive, he was not much inferior to the eight clans. Even though his glory has faded, he still has some connections with them. How can we not even bear this much karma?"

A soft and elegant voice rang out, yet it contained a deeply hidden stubbornness that even Yao Lao, with his composure, couldn't help but be swayed.

It was precisely because of this stubbornness that Xuan Yi sat in this small pill tower for decades, just to have a chance to reunite with her former lover.

"Yao Chen's disciple is Xuan Yi's disciple. This is something you personally promised."

Xuan Yi's expression turned slightly cold, and his voice also became icy:
"If you refuse to tell me, then you can't blame me for making the decision myself."

After saying that, she turned and left without waiting for a response.

Upon hearing this, the old apothecary knew he had no way out, so he could only give a bitter smile and utter that taboo name:

"Soul Clan."

".?!"

Xuan Yi suddenly turned around, her elegant face revealing undisguised shock:

"How is that possible? You, a mere soul being, are difficult even for the Soul Palace to handle. How can you possibly face the main body of the Soul Clan?"

As a leader of the Pill Tower, Xuan Yi had dealt with the Soul Hall countless times and knew all too well just how terrifyingly alluring the souls of alchemists were to these people.

According to Yao Lao, the other party was not only a member of the Soul Clan whose status was far higher than that of the Soul Palace, but also did not covet his soul at all. On the contrary, he wanted to become his disciple and learn from him. This was not an exaggeration, but a pipe dream!

Looking at the seemingly genuinely serious expression on the old doctor's face, Xuan Yi appeared dazed and said with difficulty:

"Is she really from the Soul Clan?"

If the old doctor hadn't said it himself, she probably would have thought he had lost his mind.

The old doctor nodded and said with a wry smile:
"Not only that, Ruoruo's status in the Soul Clan is unimaginably high. If it weren't for the chance encounter with her, I'm afraid I would have already fallen into the hands of the Soul Palace."

"How could this be?"

Xuan Yi was lost in thought for a moment, then, as if realizing something, her lips parted slightly:
"If she truly comes from the Soul Clan, then why would she stand out as a successor of the Pill Tower? Could it be..."

The old apothecary slowly rose, his expression solemn:

"I'm afraid it's just as you and I think. Ruoruo's move is probably meant to send us some kind of signal."

He put down the ancient book, not bothering to tidy it up, and immediately set off for the outside, leaving the Little Pill Tower in the blink of an eye.

"Xuan Yi, do not tell anyone about this, not even that old fellow Xuan Kongzi. You must protect Ruo Ruo's safety. Remember this!"

Hearing the anxious telepathic message from the old physician, Xuan Yi's expression shifted, and finally, in a fit of exasperation, he stomped his bare feet on the ancient book, again and again:
"That damn old bastard, he's made up another excuse to leave me all alone again!"

Danta, within the city of Saint Dan.

Inside a magnificent building, a faint aroma of medicinal herbs wafted through the air. A young man in black sat before a cauldron, occasionally tossing in a dazzling array of rare and precious items.

It was none other than Xiao Yan.

He looked rather disheveled, his clothes were in disarray, his black hair was draped behind his head, and there was a sparse stubble on his face, as if he hadn't groomed himself in a long time.

"Eighth-grade pills are truly not easy to refine."

In total, the only time Xiao Yan refined an eighth-grade pill was when he helped Venerable Tianhuo refine his physical body.

Strictly speaking, he hadn't broken through to the eighth rank at all back then. It was Hun Ruoruo's words, "If I say you're an eighth rank, then you are an eighth rank," that allowed him to successfully refine the pill.

The reason why Hun Ruoruo made such a boast was naturally because of her pure water battle qi that could melt anything.

With the pure water battle qi as an amplification, Xiao Yan was not only able to save the consumption of essence, qi and spirit when refining pills, but also able to use this power to speed up the process of fusion, thereby achieving a sublimation in quality.

Therefore, precisely because he relied too much on this cheating ability, coupled with a series of troubles, Xiao Yan didn't spend much time on alchemy at all.

It can be said that Xiao Yan's pure water fighting spirit is the result of his hard work and sweat!
Now that he had no more effort and sweat, Xiao Yan could only pick up the alchemy technique he had neglected for so long and start practicing it again.

Abbreviation: Rehabilitation.

As the temperature continued to rise, surging energy fluctuations were also quietly transmitted, and the originally clear and cloudless sky was covered with a layer of haze.

"Look! What strange phenomenon is this in the sky? Could it be that another thunderbolt is about to form?"

"Without a doubt, it must be Xiao Yan of the Starfall Pavilion who caused this commotion. Half a month has passed, and every day it's all talk and no action, with no real pill lightning ever falling!"

"That's not quite right. After all, the Pill Lightning is a celestial phenomenon. Even if Xiao Yan is the disciple of the Medicine Venerable, he couldn't possibly master it so easily."

The crowd in the city were discussing amongst themselves, and it was not hard to tell from their words that Xiao Yan seemed to have been trying to succeed here for a long time, but had not yet succeeded.

As a legend in the world of alchemy, Yao Lao's reputation was naturally beyond question, but Xiao Yan might not be so.

Since Yao Lao returned to the Pill Tower, numerous rumors and stories have spread, and even Han Feng, who was once in the Black Corner Region, has been exposed to the public eye.

Han Feng, who was once highly praised by the Boss Yao and even groomed to be his successor, only managed to eke out a living in the remote corners of the Northwest Region, and it took him decades to reach the peak of the sixth rank.

Moreover, news such as "Yao Chen's eyesight is failing" and "the former number one alchemist on the continent has fallen" spread like wildfire, as if someone was deliberately stirring up public opinion to put pressure on Xiao Yan and Yao Lao.
Such a bizarre turn of events naturally attracted the attention of the Danta, but no matter how hard they searched, they could not trace its origin.

As time went on, under the weight of everyone's accumulated slander, Danta had no choice but to suppress the matter and let it go.

On the outskirts of the crowd, a figure clad in a white robe, his aura concealed, was pacing back and forth. Taking advantage of the crowd's murmurs, he suddenly raised his voice and sharply commented:
"In my opinion, even if Venerable Medicine once won the Pill Gathering, that's all in the past. It's said that he doesn't even have a physical body anymore. What good judgment can he possibly have?"

These words immediately drew dissatisfaction from the crowd, but compared to the unquestionable and lofty status that Elder Yao had previously held, this was clearly a far cry from his previous position.

Seeing this, a cruel glint flashed in the white-robed figure's eyes. Feigning righteous indignation, he laughed angrily:
"Don't believe me? Just look at the farce Xiao Yan has caused these past few days. He claims to be a genius, but he's probably just a good-for-nothing with no substance!"

Before the figure could finish speaking, it seemed as if someone had suddenly choked it, and it vanished from the spot in an instant.

Inside the alley, a woman in a Taoist robe stood quietly under the dark clouds, holding an umbrella in one hand, like a fairy from another world.

Beside him stood a seemingly delicate young girl and a strange figure shrouded in black mist. "Miss, he is the one who spread the rumors."

The black mist figure's ghostly hand gripped the man's neck and tossed him to the ground like trash, causing his flesh and bones to shatter.

"Hiss!!!"

The excruciating pain of bone spurs piercing flesh should have caused the white-robed man to let out the most piercing wail, but his vocal cords seemed to still be held by the ghostly hand, and no matter how much he begged for mercy, he could only let out a hissing sound like a snake's tongue, which was extremely eerie and creepy.

This horrifying scene caused Dan Chen's already pale face to turn completely bloodless, and she couldn't help but shrink back towards where Hun Ruoruo was.
"He is indeed a member of the Danta, but it seems he has colluded with outsiders."

As a 'Dream-Eating Spirit,' Dan Chen can devour a trace of the will of anyone she sees and turn it into food, storing it in her body. Therefore, she has the ability to remember everyone she has ever seen.

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo turned the umbrella handle, and her beautiful, smiling eyes finally landed on the man in white robes:

"Tell me, who sent you?"

Seeing this, the man in white robes immediately understood the situation and knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, tears streaming down his face.
"Waaaaah, waaaaaah!!"

"Oh?"

Hun Ruoruo smiled casually and waved to Mo Yu: "Very good. I haven't seen such a steadfast person in a long time. Ninth Uncle, beat him until he says it."

The man in white robes: "?"

Thank God, he didn't have any so-called stance, he just couldn't speak because his throat was tied!

You've blocked my throat, and now you're accusing me of not revealing information?

They're absolutely devilish!

The so-called 'Ninth Uncle' naturally refers to the Nine Heavens Venerable Demon Rain. Now that he is inside the Pill Tower, he can no longer be addressed by his usual name.

At this moment, Mo Yu remained expressionless as she walked step by step toward the white-robed man, a hint of pity flashing in her eyes.

Insulting the young lady herself might not be a serious offense, but this fool insisted on insulting the prince consort. If he doesn't die, who will?
Seeing the fist, as big as a sandbag, hurtling towards him, the white-robed man turned deathly pale, his body already limp as mud, and screamed:

"Fizz!"

"Bang!!!"

A series of booming sounds echoed through the space, and blood spurted out, turning into a rain of blood that fell in a scattering pattern.

Hun Ruoruo, having anticipated this, held up an oil-paper umbrella, enveloping herself and Dan Chen's delicate bodies within it.

The blood gradually stained the paper umbrella, turning it a deep crimson, creating a striking contrast that made Hun Ruoruo's already ethereal and otherworldly aura even more ethereal.

"boom!"

Another punch was thrown, and Mo Yu turned around, revealing a simple and honest smile, and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Miss. Please forgive my poor work. I accidentally killed him. It seems that the only solution is to search his soul."

"ASAP."

"Yes!"

Seeing that the other party showed no sign of blaming him, Mo Yu was overjoyed and quickly activated the Heavenly Venerable Decree to search the other party's soul.

After a long pause, he looked away, his expression quite serious, and said:

"As expected, the soul imprint on this person was made by Elder Mu Gu!"

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo showed no surprise, but Dan Chen beside her looked astonished.

Once it came to alchemy, Dan Chen clearly lost his usual timidity, even forgetting the previous bloody scene, and hurriedly asked:

"You mean, the Soul Hall's influence has already infiltrated the Pill Tower?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu hesitated for a moment, but seeing Hun Ruoruo's calm expression, she slowly nodded and said:

“Within my Soul Palace, this matter is not a secret. After all, most of the forces that are affiliated with the Pill Tower are only seeking financial gain, so infiltrating them is not a difficult task.”

Although the Nine Heavens Venerable's words were extremely tactful, Dan Chen still felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow, and his expression became uncertain.

Hun Ruoruo, not wanting to delay, said calmly:

"Mu Gu's conflict with his master has a long history, so it's not surprising that he wants to take this opportunity to smear him. But you, how can you make such a fuss over a mere three-star Dou Zun?"

Mo Yu smiled bitterly:
"Miss, you may not know this, but although Elder Mu Gu is not to be feared, the imperial decree he receives is quite powerful. After all, in our Soul Palace, there is indeed only one person who can reach this level of alchemy."

"Besides the Palace Master, it is said that there is another very important figure in the clan who values ​​him highly, and Mu Gu's actions this time are most likely due to that person's orders."

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo pondered for a long time, and a slightly unfamiliar name quietly surfaced in her mind.

"You mean Hun Xuzi?"

"I don't know," Mo Yu said, somewhat flustered.

Just kidding. He's an outsider to the clan. There are probably only a handful of people in the entire Soul Clan who are well-known. How could he possibly know the names of these important figures?
To dare address someone by their full name—in the entire Soul Palace, perhaps only Miss possesses such a capacity.
".never mind."

Seeing this, Hun Ruoruo didn't intend to make things too difficult for the other party, and casually gave the order:
"Clean up the place. I don't want any word about what happened today to get out."

"As ordered!"

Mo Yu accepted the order and quickly erased all traces on the field, completely eliminating even the aura present.

Hun Ruoruo led Dan Chen into the city, walking into the magnificent building as if no one else was there.

"Um, Miss Ruoruo."

Dan Chen felt a little awkward. She clearly saw that the young man in black, who had been pushed into the spotlight, was sitting in the secluded training area in the building in front of her.

"Call me Miss," Hun Ruoruo said leisurely.

"Little Miss."

However, this time Hun Ruoruo did not reply to Dan Chen. Instead, she bent down slightly and waved her small, white hand in front of the young man:
"I'm coming."

Hun Ruoruo smiled radiantly, her previous murderous intent and nobility vanishing like rain after a storm, or ice and snow melting away.

Xiao Yan kept his eyes closed and did not respond, seemingly engrossed in the crucial part of alchemy.

Seeing this, Hun Ruoruo wasn't in a hurry. She put away the paper umbrella, casually draped it over the wooden table, and sat on the lawn, cupping her face in her hands. She quietly watched Xiao Yan, who had fallen into silence, and whispered:
"Do you know, I almost thought I'd never see you again in this lifetime, but Dad doesn't seem to be that opposed to me seeing you. They say a father-in-law and son-in-law are lifelong enemies. Tell me, is he just easygoing, or does he simply not care about me?"

"I miss you so much, so very much. I thought I would never miss anyone like this in my life, not even my mother. But when I wake up, you are in front of me, and you are in my dreams. Am I sick?"

"While you were away, I did a lot of bad things. I know you don't like me doing these things, but I have no choice but to see you this way. In your words, maybe I'm really selfish?"

The girl's eyes sparkled with a thousand stars, a captivating beauty that others could never attain.

"Dan, you must win the championship! With me here, you can't be inferior to your original self."

(End of this chapter)