Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 659 Hun Ruoruo's Ambition
Dan Chen stood quietly in place, her eyes seeming somewhat unfocused.

In her memory, Hun Ruoruo's origins could only be described as terrifying and bizarre. Even the Dou Zun powerhouse who was known as the guardian deity of the Dan family was nothing more than trash in her eyes.

Yet this very devil, who manipulated her, Cao Ying, and even the five great families, would reveal such a girlish side to others.

And he's such a young man?
Dan Chen's expression changed as she stole a glance at Hun Ruoruo and the other person whispering intimately, her delicate body stiffening.

She suddenly felt like she was a bit superfluous.

Turning to look beside him, as expected, the man known as 'Ninth Uncle' was nowhere to be seen. He was now acting as a gatekeeper outside and had no intention of coming in at all.

Dan Chen: "."

Okay, it really is superfluous.

"Jie Jie"

Outside the door, Mo Yu stood upright, like an unshakeable guard, but a sinister smile crept across his lips.

Despite his fierce and ruthless appearance, Mo Yu is extremely meticulous. Compared to him, Dan Chen is obviously much more naive.

By deliberately leaving Dan Chen here as a third wheel, he is clearly trying to subtly highlight the gap between them and elevate his own status.

Being a dog is also a skill.

Moreover, being a lackey for a prostitute is far more promising than sitting on that seemingly noble and boundless throne!
Thinking of this, Mo Yu felt a surge of pride, and his spine straightened even more at this moment.

Even if he were to be a dog, Mo Yu would definitely be the most loyal dog to please the young lady!

How dare a mere young girl with yellow hair who hasn't even activated the Soul Palace's voice chat compete with this Heavenly Venerable for the position in Miss's heart?
Just as Mo Yu was filled with heroic spirit, a faint sigh suddenly rang out from inside, instantly attracting his attention.

Mo Yu frowned, his soul sense subtly probing out, and he quickly recognized the newcomer, his expression changing slightly:

"The Venerable Medicine Master, Medicine Dust?"

The person in the courtyard was none other than the old apothecary who had once been wanted by the entire Soul Palace. However, Mo Yu had now changed her appearance and become Hun Ruoruo's loyal servant. She only had the desire to curry favor with the old apothecary and no longer coveted him.

"You really came."

Looking at the gentle old man walking slowly towards her, a hint of tenderness flashed in Hun Ruoruo's eyes, and she bowed deeply with utmost seriousness:

"Disciple Hun Ruoruo greets Master."

Seeing that the young girl's attitude remained as respectful as ever, the old apothecary's worried expression vanished, and the words he was about to utter turned into a sigh of relief:

"Just come back."

The old master had always shown more love and care than much guidance to his young disciple, but the two had barely communicated since they left Zhongzhou, which made the old master feel a little guilty.

Seeing that the other party was safe and sound was a great relief to him.

Looking at Hun Ruoruo's somewhat overly intimate behavior, Yao Lao stroked his beard and smiled meaningfully:

"Hehe, looking back now, what I said back then was indeed quite prescient."

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo's pretty face flushed slightly, and a rare hint of embarrassment flashed across her face.

She certainly wouldn't forget what she said back then.

But as the saying goes, plans can't keep up with changes. Xiao Yan is relentlessly pursuing her. If she doesn't agree to his advances, who knows what unpredictable things that guy might do?
What's more, he also got the better deal!
Rather than letting him take advantage of me and then leave, it's better to stick with him from the start and keep him firmly by my side. This way, I can maximize my benefits and prevent some shameless, scheming women from trying to get a piece of the pie.

Besides, as a competitor for the position of young patriarch of the Soul Clan, he could win over a peerless genius of the Xiao Clan by selling his looks. Others wouldn't even consider such a deal.

Blame Xiao Yan, what does it have to do with her?
Although she was muttering complaints, Hun Ruoruo's hand involuntarily tugged at Xiao Yan's sleeve, refusing to let go even when Yao Lao's gaze was fixed on her.

The reunion of the master and disciple was naturally extremely heartwarming, and even Mo Yu, with his detached emotional state, couldn't help but be somewhat moved at this moment.

As expected, Master Yaochen holds a very high position in Miss's heart!
Recalling the sinister expression on the other party's face when he learned that the Eight Heavenly Venerables were trying to besiege Yao Lao, Mo Yu felt a surge of smugness and looked at Dan Chen with a hint of glee.

"Fortunately, I had the foresight. You little brat, how dare you disturb the young lady's conversation with the Holy Master! After this, let's see how you compete with me for position!"

As Mo Yu had expected, after chatting for a while, Yao Lao quickly turned his gaze to Dan Chen and hesitated before saying:

"Ruoruo, who is this girl—"

"coming!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu was overjoyed and quickly strained his ears to eavesdrop on the conversation inside the door.

"Oh, I almost forgot to introduce you." Hun Ruoruo suddenly realized, reached out and pulled Dan Chen, who was standing timidly at the edge, and said with a smile:

"This is Dan Chen, the face of the Dan family among the five great families. Speaking of which, she has some connection with Master."

Startled that she had been suddenly mentioned, Dan Chen quickly bowed, her pretty face flushed as she stammered:
"I have met Venerable Medicine. I once saw your portrait at my master's place."

"Master?"

The old apothecary was somewhat surprised, then seemed to realize something, and said with a hint of certainty:

"Are you a disciple of Xuan Yi?"

"Ah."

Dan Chen nodded shyly, but her eyes sparkled.

As a girl who has been fascinated by alchemy since birth, the existence of the Medicine Master has always been her most admired goal, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she regards him as a god.

Now that they have seen the Medicine Venerable in person, the previous claim that Hun Ruoruo was lying has naturally fallen apart.

Seeing Dan Chen's jubilant expression and considering Hun Ruoruo's previous actions, Yao Lao had some guesses in his mind, but he chose not to expose them. Instead, he smiled gently and said:

"Since you are a disciple of Xuan Yi, you and Ruo Ruo can be considered half fellow disciples. If you are willing, please call me 'Shi Shu' (junior uncle)."

"Really?!"

"Wha, what?!"

Two voices suddenly rang out at the same time, one filled with joy and the other with rage, as if they were two extremes.

Mo Yu dug his fingers into the wall, leaving ten deep scratches as if they were made of tofu. His expression was extremely interesting, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Mo Yu's vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground amidst the astonished gazes of passersby.

damn it.

I've been defeated by someone with connections.
After half a cup of tea.

Holding a portrait, Dan Chen walked happily outside the courtyard to guard the gate with Mo Yu.

"Ninth Uncle?"

Looking at the man sitting on the ground with a gloomy face, Dan Chen bent down curiously and asked with concern:
"What's wrong with you?"

Mo Yu's face darkened: "You little brat, speak your mind. I don't have time for idle chatter."

Dan Chen was startled by these sudden, cold words. After thinking for a moment, she took out the portrait she was holding and waved it at the other person:
"This is the autograph I just got from Master Yao. I heard you seemed to care about it a lot outside the door, so I got one for you too. Here you go."

Looking into the other person's clear eyes, Mo Yu's face twitched. She simply couldn't understand why her mistress would choose such a naive and foolish woman as her subordinate.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Upon hearing this, Dan Chen paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled faintly:
"I originally thought that Miss's purpose was merely to covet the Pill Tower, and that even if she won the competition, it would only be a trick."

"But I seem to be wrong. She doesn't care about Danta at all, nor does she bother to compete with those people for her. She has goals that are far beyond what you and I can imagine."

Mo Yu looked up in disbelief.

But Dan Chen's eyes had already turned pitch black, swirling with a chilling vortex that seemed to draw the soul into them:

“I read her mind, even if it was just the tip of the iceberg, it was enough for me to perceive her intentions.”

Mo Yu's pupils constricted sharply: "You mean?!"

She pointed to the sky, her sickly, delicate face and black, unnatural eyes creating an extremely eerie scene.

"This alchemy gathering will be her stepping stone to knock on the door of those who live in the heavenly palaces."

His breathing became slightly rapid, a fervent glint flashed in Mo Yu's eyes, and his body trembled with excitement.

In his understanding, there was only one type of person who could be called a dweller in the heavens—

Eight clans!

(End of this chapter)