Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 660 Calling on Dad to Fight in the Medicine World?
In the courtyard.

Yao Lao sat to one side, quietly observing Xiao Yan's progress in refining medicine, while Hun Ruoruo stood beside Xiao Yan, her slender hand brushing across his cheek, quietly wiping away the stubble that remained on it.

As the young man's appearance returned to its handsome state, Hun Ruoruo nodded in satisfaction, casually lifted the light veil from her arm, and lit a calming incense stick on the wooden table.

As the faint scent of incense wafted up, the young man's furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and the once clear sky was once again shrouded in clouds.

A man in black holds a tripod, while a woman in red adds fragrance to the air.

Seeing the scene before him, the old apothecary's eyes were somewhat dazed, as if the figures of the young man and woman vaguely overlapped with a corner of his memory, and he couldn't help but ask:
"Girl, with your fighting spirit, you could have simply chosen to help him succeed. Why go through all this trouble?"

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo stopped what she was doing, brushed a strand of hair from her temple, and said softly:
“He has a strong sense of self-esteem. Even if he doesn’t say it, he often feels resentful for relying on me. I guess it might be because of his experiences during those three years.”

Hun Ruoruo was unwilling to reveal her true feelings to others.

Even with Xiao Yan, as someone her age, her pride made it difficult for her to say nice things directly. She mostly expressed her affection for him in a joking manner, which was incredibly awkward.
But Yao Lao was different.

Years of companionship and his life-risking rescues when she was in trouble had made Hun Ruoruo regard him as an indispensable person in her heart.

Having lived a dark and treacherous life for so long, even though she didn't show it on her face, she was still utterly disgusted by all the deceit and treachery, and no longer wanted to hide it.

Having endured countless cold stares, he knew that the only way to silence others was through his own strength—a point perhaps similar to his master's.

Upon hearing this, the old apothecary was slightly taken aback, his face twitching somewhat. After a long while, he finally managed a helpless, bitter smile:
"Girl, did your return to the clan uncover all of my secrets?"

Hun Ruoruo's expression changed as quickly as turning the pages of a book; she immediately smiled slyly and mischievously, just like a little fox.
"If Ruoruo is a member of the Soul Clan, who can match our Soul Clan in terms of being well-informed?"

"Speaking of which, the Medicine Clan is truly despicable. I originally thought they were just expelling you from their clan, but I never imagined that so many unfair things had happened to you within their ranks."

At this point, Hun Ruoruo's pretty face turned indignant, and she clenched her little pink fists and waved them towards the sky:

"Ruo Ruo was so angry that she almost persuaded her father to send troops to attack the medicine industry!"

"Hehe, Ruoruo, you've put your heart into this. Hmm?!"

Upon hearing this, the old apothecary, who had been quite pleased, widened his eyes in shock and fell back down from his seat, almost breaking off his beard.

Entering the pharmaceutical industry?

If these words had come from someone else, the old apothecary would have thought that the other person had lost their mind and would not have paid any attention to them at all, but the person who said these words was Hun Ruoruo!
The Soul Clan Chief's own daughter!

If this young lady's words were to spread, not only the Medicine Clan, but all the other eight clans would likely feel insecure and panicked.

"Girl, you can't say things like that!"

The old apothecary clutched his throbbing heart and sternly rebuked him:
"Although people in the medicine world are arrogant, they have the capital to look down on everyone else. With their alchemy skills, even ancient clans have to be on good terms with them. How could their foundation be easily shaken?"

"On this Dou Qi Continent, the vast majority of alchemy grandmasters come from the Medicine Clan, and the birth of the last grandmaster can be traced back hundreds of years, which shows how difficult it was!"

The so-called Grandmaster of Alchemy is a supreme title for alchemists. Anyone who can be given the title of Grandmaster is undoubtedly capable of refining ninth-grade pills.

Nine is the ultimate number.

Only alchemists who reach this level can transcend the mortal realm and become beings that even Dou Sheng (Battle Saints) must treat with utmost respect. And most of these individuals are concentrated in the Medicine Clan; their immense strength needs no further explanation.

"Ruoruo knows that Master's reprimand is correct."

Hearing the old doctor's stern rebuke, Hun Ruoruo lowered her head with a pitiful look, tears welling up in her eyes.

"This"

Seeing the girl on the verge of tears, the old doctor's earnest teachings suddenly became useless, and he belatedly cursed himself.

You can't teach a little girl the same way you teach a troublesome boy.
It seems I'm really getting old. I've gotten so used to lecturing Xiao Yan that I almost forgot this basic principle.

The old doctor felt a pang of heartache and quickly wiped away her tears, comforting her:
"Hehe, silly girl, how could I not know your feelings? But to those arrogant Medicine Clan members, I am nothing but a discarded pawn. Even if I make a name for myself in Zhongzhou, I will still not catch their eye."

He sighed deeply, his smile a mixture of relief and barely concealed helplessness:
"For me, it is already a great blessing to be able to take you two as my disciples in my old age. As for how those people of the Medicine Clan judge me, I will let them be."

It must be said that the existence of Hun Ruoruo and Xiao Yan played a significant role in enabling Yao Lao to let go of this grudge.

A century passed in the blink of an eye. The old doctor suddenly realized that as he grew older, he was able to let go of more and more things, but the things he cherished in his heart continued to grow heavier.

All the so-called fighting spirit, humiliation, and determination are nothing but discardable trifles in front of Hun Ruoruo and Xiao Yan.

Once it's lost, it's lost forever.

Listening quietly to the old man's ramblings, Hun Ruoruo lowered her eyes slightly and asked, seemingly unintentionally:

"Then, Master, what do you think is the best way to gain the approval of those members of the Medicine Clan?"

The old man gently stroked the girl's head and smiled kindly:
"For these arrogant people, it is only by defeating them in their most proud field that they will be convinced. In a way, this can be considered a different kind of purity, which is somewhat similar to the essence of an alchemist."

"That's it"

Hun Ruoruo pressed her slender fingers to her lips, seemingly lost in thought.

"what happened?"

The old doctor couldn't help but ask, even he found it hard to fathom his little disciple's quirky thoughts, always feeling that the other party seemed to be brewing some kind of wild idea.

Hun Ruoruo didn't answer. She avoided Yao Lao's gaze, then hid behind Xiao Yan, turned around, and smiled at him with a tilted head:

“Master, you are not old yet. You should seize the moment when the flower is in full bloom.”

The old doctor was slightly taken aback, feeling utterly absurd.

Could it be that this girl really wants to challenge those members of the Medicine Clan?
Even if she were the daughter of the Soul Emperor, it would be impossible for her to gain the approval of those old guys in alchemy, let alone the fact that she only possessed water-attribute battle qi.
Before he could even think it over, Hun Ruoruo suddenly tapped Xiao Yan's forehead lightly, like a chick pecking at rice, and looked at him with a teasing smile.
"If Ruoruo is to accompany her husband in cultivation, Master, don't you have someone else to accompany her?"

Upon hearing this, the old apothecary stiffened and mechanically turned his head, only to see an elegant young woman in a black dress appear at the end of the courtyard, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Yao Chen, your so-called urgent matter, could it be that you've abandoned this troublesome old woman to come here and instruct your disciple?"

(End of this chapter)