Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 661 What kind of pills are you refining? Refine me instead!
"Xuan Yi, what do you mean by this? I am over a hundred years old, and I am right here in front of my disciple. How can you treat me with such disrespect?!"

"Ha, over a hundred years old? Yao Chen, are you praising yourself for being young? Why should a junior who has just turned a hundred need to put on airs in front of me?"

"you--"

The old doctor's face turned pale. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt an invisible force attack him, instantly restraining his soul. He was sent flying halfway and could no longer move.

"I once naively believed that as long as you were willing to come back, there was still a chance to salvage the situation."

A gentle, soothing voice, like the gentle fragrance of tea, slowly rang out. A black-clad, slender hand reached out and gently touched the old doctor's face.

"But now it seems that I was wrong in a very strange way."

Her expression was indifferent, but her tone was extremely melancholic and sorrowful:
"Even if Han Feng is gone, you will still take on other disciples. When those disciples get married, they will have grand-disciples. There will never be a place for me. Since that's the case, you can't blame me for making my own decisions."

Old Yao was covered in cold sweat. His physical body had not yet recovered, and his cultivation was completely crushed by his opponent. He had no chance to resist at all, and a sense of grief and indignation arose in his heart.

It's ironic that Yao Chen, who had a lifetime of illustrious reputation, ultimately lost all face in front of his disciple because of a woman!

As expected, Hun Ruoruo, who was already quite interested in this, now stared wide-eyed with great interest, secretly gazing at the young woman who seemed to have a deep connection with Yao Lao.

"Girl."

Suddenly, the man in black turned around and looked in the direction of the girl.

"If I'm not mistaken, you must be the little apprentice he's always talking about, right?"

"Hello, Master's wife." Hun Ruoruo greeted sweetly, behaving unusually well-behavedly.

She knew very well that the old doctor had many women, and it would be inappropriate to favor any of them.

Since that's the case, it's better to call everyone "Master's Wife" and leave all the trouble to Master to handle himself. That way, not only will he not offend anyone, but he might even gain their approval.
As Hun Ruoruo had expected, Xuan Yi's expression clearly changed upon hearing the words "Master's wife." He swallowed back the words he was about to say and nodded in satisfaction.

"It's rare for this old guy to have such good judgment."

Upon hearing this, the old doctor's lips twitched slightly, thinking to himself that this woman's face could indeed change as quickly as turning the pages of a book.

Previously, when he learned of Hun Ruoruo's identity, Xuan Yi was clearly the most resistant one, but now he is praising his own judgment. He has been wronged by the other party.

Of course, the old doctor could only mutter these words to himself, clearly not daring to offend the other party at this time.

Ignoring the change in Yao Lao's expression, the man in black lightly tapped his jade-like finger, and a piece of ancient black jade emerged from the spatial rift, landing lightly in front of Hun Ruoruo.
"This is a gift from your master's wife. The little fellow is still in seclusion, so you can take it along with the gift."

However, the moment Yao Lao saw the ancient jade, his pupils constricted sharply, and he even forgot that she referred to herself as his 'master's wife,' exclaiming in surprise:
"This Escape Elixir?!"

"The Elixir of Escape?"

Seeing Yao Lao's outburst, Hun Ruoruo was slightly taken aback, but unusually, she couldn't find any information about the pill in her mind.

The name "Dunyi Dan" clearly refers to the concept of "the Great Dao is forty-nine, and one must escape to the one."

How powerful must the effects of this elixir be to warrant the name "Escape from Oneness"?
"We alchemists have always considered ourselves to be 'following the mandate of Heaven and following the way of Heaven'."

"However, though Heaven is merciless, it is not always fair. For example, the Medicine Clan, who dwell high in the sky, still possesses abilities far exceeding those of ordinary alchemists, even though they have never diligently cultivated medicine. How ironic!"

At this point, the woman in black lowered her eyes slightly, her voice becoming ethereal and distant:

“I think, as intelligent as you are, you should have already figured out its origin.”

"Is this elixir the product of your joint research with your master?"

"To be precise, I am just a practitioner."

Xuan Yi gently shook her head, her usually serene face now softened with an unyielding gentleness.
"The pill is named Dunyi, also known as Xuanchen Pill, and the meaning of this pill is to fight against the heavens."

A cultivator's life is inseparable from the word 'struggle', and so is that of an alchemist.

For Yao Lao, the object of his struggle was the ancient race with unfathomable depths, his birthplace, and also the cage and shackles from which he could never escape.

It's as if the merciless laws of heaven forever hang high above, disdainful and indifferent.

"I see."

Hun Ruoruo lowered her head slightly, and the ancient jade block in her hand seemed to become even heavier.

"Ah, it's all old news, why bring it up?"

The old apothecary's body was slightly hunched, and his face was full of bitter smiles, showing no trace of the heroic spirit he had displayed when creating the 'Escape One Pill'.
"With your current strength, I'm afraid you'd have a hard time refining pills comparable to the peak of the eighth rank. Giving gifts is ridiculous; there's no reason to give away your entire fortune." Xuan Yi gave him a cold look, his tone returning to its usual chilling tone.

"I am a lonely woman with no ties to anyone. Even if I were to give away my family's wealth, no one would have the right to object. So, Venerable Medicine, please don't worry about it."

The old doctor immediately shut his mouth obediently.

After a brief chat, Xuan Yi quickly led Yao Lao out of the secluded cultivation area, leaving the space to Hun Ruoruo and Xiao Yan.

Outside the courtyard gate, seeing Xuan Yi slowly walking out, Dan Chen immediately felt nervous and guiltily went to greet him:

"Master, revered master."

Xuan Yi glanced casually at Dan Chen's appearance and said indifferently:

"Remember your true self."

"Yes!"

Having said that, she turned around and looked indifferently at the demonic rain that seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

"Hehe. I have met the Holy Mother in Black Robes."

Mo Yu forced a smile and, mimicking Hun Ruoruo's manner, braced herself and began to establish a connection.

A flash of murderous intent crossed the black-clad man's eyes, his voice chilling:

"Get out of my sight in a second, or you will die."

"Yes, yes!"

Mo Yuhai felt a chill run down his spine and turned to run, disappearing into the void in an instant.

Looking at the group of people enjoying themselves outside the space, he couldn't help but feel a surge of sorrow and hatred that almost drove him mad.

damn it.

Why am I always the unlucky one?
In the heart of Saint Dan City, a place of seclusion.

Looking at the young man with his eyes tightly closed, Hun Ruoruo couldn't help but reach out and poke his face, muttering to herself:

"Hey, did you hear the conversation between Master and Master's wife in black robes? Even this period of less than a year has been so difficult to endure, yet she has endured it for decades. Tell me, how did she manage to do that?"

"It's a good thing you don't love alchemy as much as your master. If you dared to like alchemy more than me, I would have severed your tendons, or at the very least, I would have transformed my pure water battle qi into a furnace, and then we'd see what you would choose."

Realizing the strangeness of her words, Hun Ruoruo suddenly awoke and quickly broke free from Xiao Yan's embrace:

"What am I even thinking? I almost got influenced by this guy again!"

"..." Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel ashamed.

In all honesty, he is still in deep meditation. Even a Heavenly Realm soul could not affect Hun Ruoruo's mind.

Of course, at this moment, Xiao Yan was completely cut off from his senses of the outside world, so he naturally had no way of knowing that he had been unjustly blamed.

Seeing that the other person was deep in thought, Hun Ruoruo cupped her face and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Ever since she gave her feelings to him, she has completely fallen into depravity. Not only has her behavior become more and more domineering, but her mentality has also become more and more like that of the Soul Clan. She even wanted to forget about him for a while.

However, the saying goes that it's better to guide than to block, and this applies to emotions as well.

How ruthless and cruel she was back then, after meeting Xiao Yan, those emotions transformed into an even stronger attachment, all of which erupted at this moment, even affecting Hun Ruoruo's soul.

This emotion, like a clear spring in the desert or poison to a poisoned body, possesses an irresistible allure.

Hmm. It seems she really is now a body of calamity and poison.

So, Xiao Yan is poison?

Since it's a poison, it needs to be refined into a pill within the body of the Calamity Poison Body.
Thinking of this, Hun Ruoruo's pink lips curled up slightly, and a hint of a smile flashed in her eyes.

Hun Ruoruo suddenly realized that she and Xuan Yi were much luckier than Yao Lao.

His pursuits, his passions—everything of his is imbued with his own shadow. Hun Ruoruo embraced Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yan embraced Hun Ruoruo in return. There was no gap between them, so how could they possibly part ways?
Hun Ruoruo smiled and snuggled back into Xiao Yan's arms, then quietly shrank closer before lifting her head and expertly kissing his lips, her smile like a kitten that had just stolen some fish.
"Why refine pills? If you're going to refine anything, refine me!"

(End of this chapter)