Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 663 Fleeing in Disarray, Soul Ruoruo
Thunder roared in the sky, and countless people stared in disbelief at the strange phenomenon, feeling as if their understanding was being redefined at that moment.

Was that the pill lightning summoned by Xiao Yan?
A guy who wasted half a month and couldn't even refine a seventh-grade pill once suddenly attracted a thundercloud comparable to an eighth-grade one!
If it weren't for the fact that they cultivate battle qi instead of metaphysics, everyone would probably think that Xiao Yan was favored by some fairy and received the unparalleled opportunity of divine rain.
Inside the secluded cultivation place, as Xiao Yan opened his eyes, a strange fluctuation immediately arose.

He slammed his hand on the table and laughed three times. As if a spirit had come to life, the row of pills filed into the jade bottle and began to swirl around Xiao Yan.

"After months of decline, I have finally returned to the eighth rank!"

A hint of joy flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes. At this moment, he was absolutely certain that even when facing the powerful figures of the Pill Gathering, he would definitely have the qualifications to compete with them with his current strength!

Only then will he be able to truly have a say in Zhongzhou!
"Soon."

Xiao Yan clenched his fist silently. At this speed, he was confident that he could prove his strength to that clan.

Even if it means facing mountains of knives and seas of fire, we must take Ruoruo back!
A resolute look appeared on his face. Xiao Yan casually stretched his body, and his spine, which had been sitting for a long time, suddenly moved like a writhing dragon, emitting terrifying crackling sounds.

He pushed open the door and stepped out, gazing at the sky that had cleared up. His mood eased somewhat. His eyes swept across the room, and he noticed the old medicine master guarding the door. He immediately smiled and walked forward.
"teacher."

"Is the meditation over?"

The old doctor's beard twitched almost imperceptibly for a moment, then he casually asked, pretending nothing had happened.

"Yes, after half a month of meditation, I have now successfully returned to the eighth rank."

Xiao Yan smacked his lips, looking quite excited.

In fact, for him, alchemy was not as important as ordinary alchemists thought, but that did not mean he did not love the way of alchemy.

On the contrary, from the moment he learned of Yao Lao's identity, a sense of pride unique to his youth was deeply hidden in Xiao Yan's heart, and he still remembers it vividly even today.

That is: A disciple need not be inferior to his master!
If the old master alchemist could win all the glory at the alchemist conference, then it is not impossible for him, as his disciple, to do the same!
“You once said that as long as I can use this Spirit Ascension Technique, I will be qualified to graduate.”

Xiao Yan grinned, flicked his finger, and the jade bottles flew to Yao Lao's front:

"But now it seems that I have already luckily met these conditions."

"--snort."

Seeing Xiao Yan's eager and excited expression, Yao Lao immediately rolled his eyes at him. He had been so fond of his little disciple before, but now he was so disgusted with this silly second disciple.

He's already thinking about graduating after only using the Spirit Ascension Technique once. What would happen if he won the Pill Gathering?
but
Looking at Xiao Yan's face, which had regained its sharpness, Yao Lao was momentarily dazed. In the end, the joy and complexity in his heart replaced the slight reluctance.

He is old.

Even though he is not old, he can no longer find the youthful vigor of his past. Watching his former disciples, who were once under his protection, surpass him one by one, he feels both joy and loneliness.

This indescribable feeling, the old doctor prefers to call it 'inheritance'.

"You brat, it's rare that you still remember what this old man said. It saves me the trouble of relaying the girl's message again."

After a moment of silence, the old doctor sighed softly and chuckled, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Send a message?"

Xiao Yan was taken aback at first, and an expression of disbelief immediately appeared in his eyes:
You mean—

The old doctor did not deny his guess, and slowly nodded:

"That's right, Ruoruo came here when you were in seclusion."

These words, once spoken, were like a boulder thrown into a lake, instantly creating towering waves.

She came here?
In other words, the Soul Realm, which resembled a prison, did not trap her inside? In an instant, the worries that had been piling up in Xiao Yan's heart cleared up as if the clouds had parted and the rain had stopped, and even the heavy stone in his heart quietly loosened at this moment.

With the approval of the old master, this is clearly a done deal.

Xiao Yan still didn't understand why Ruoruo was unwilling to meet with him if she wasn't trapped.
Xiao Yan knew that Ruoruo's inner strength was extremely strong, no less than his own, and she would not easily give in even when faced with the setbacks she experienced in Yin Valley.

Therefore, it seems that Ruoruo must have something important to deal with urgently.
However, just as Xiao Yan was deep in thought, Yao Lao couldn't help but cough lightly, half-asleep, and said:

"That... Little Yanzi."

"Ok?"

"Your master's wife and master's aunt are still here. Even if you are excited right now, you must pay attention to your image."

So many people had been egging him on that the old doctor almost started chanting it too.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan followed the other person's gaze and, sure enough, found a beautiful young woman standing quietly in the courtyard, who was now turning her head away somewhat awkwardly.

Seeing the strange behavior of the two, Xiao Yan had a bad feeling and quickly looked down.

Hmm. As always, it's chilly and completely naked.

Fortunately, compared to refining a strange fire, being struck by lightning at least protects the hair on one's body from damage, which is a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

"You old geezer, you were all that talking to me so seriously just to get back at me now, weren't you?!"

"Hahaha, you brat, respecting your elders is an essential lesson for any disciple."

High in the sky, the girl dwells on the clouds, quietly looking down at the old man and the young girl below.

"The plan was a success."

After an unknown amount of time, Hun Ruoruo sighed softly, a hint of distress flashing in her eyes.

It wasn't that she didn't want to meet Xiao Yan.

If possible, a face-to-face discussion is naturally the most efficient and appropriate option.

But the prerequisite is that we can talk about serious matters.

When Hun Ruoruo came to Xiao Yan's side, she was somewhat surprised to find that the emotions that had originally resided in his heart would instantly return to her in an uncontrollable way.

What's even stranger is that this feeling doesn't belong solely to Hun Ruoruo, but also includes Xiao Yan's love!
That love was incredibly intense and fiery, so intense that it made her head spin, leaving her completely unable to muster any will to resist, nor did she want to resist at all.

She even suspected that, under such circumstances, even if Xiao Yan could control himself, she wouldn't be able to suppress that impulse.
"That wretched guy, where did he get such strong emotions? He's practically... he's totally corrupting me!"

Hun Ruoruo was so angry she could have teeth itch. She even suspected that if she hadn't run away quickly during her tribulation and prevented that guy from seeing her half-naked state, he probably wouldn't have been able to vent his anger for ten days and ten nights.

Compared to when they were in the Yin Valley, Xiao Yan's emotions were even stronger, and his physical reactions were even more intense. Hun Ruoruo could easily experience the feeling of being completely open and honest with him just by sitting on his lap, which made her feel terrified.

If that's the case, then there's no point in participating in the Pill Gathering. We might as well just hand over the championship to that old dog Mu Gu.

No, I really have to give up Xiao Yan!

Taking a deep breath, Hun Ruoruo's expression returned to its indifferent state, and she murmured softly:

"Xiao Yan, Master, let us create this unprecedented grand event of alchemy gathering."

(End of this chapter)