Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 686 The Demoness Arrives with Holy Aura
"Master."

Looking at the old doctor standing in front of the platform, Hun Ruoruo smiled and handed over control of her 'Quenching Flame Cauldron' to him.

As souls of the same Heavenly Realm, it was naturally a simple matter for Yao Lao and Hun Ruoruo to switch control. In just a moment, the transfer of control was completed.

"This is what is called a nascent elixir?"

Looking at the strange object that contained immense energy, even with Yao Lao's keen eyesight, he couldn't help but frown and give a bitter smile.

He could sense that there were over a hundred rare and precious ingredients brewing in Hun Ruoruo's medicine cauldron, each one no less valuable than the most precious main ingredient in an eighth-grade elixir.

No wonder it took her, with her Dou Zun strength and the terrifying energy fused with six different flames, so long to refine it.

The so-called advanced alchemy technique can be broadly divided into three steps.

That is, refining the medicinal liquid, condensing it into a pill, and finally summoning the lightning tribulation.

Among these, refining medicinal liquid has always taken the shortest time, while condensing it into a pill has taken the longest.

On the other hand, while others were opening the furnace, Hun Ruoruo was refining medicine.

While others were condensing elixirs, she was still refining medicine.

While others had already summoned tribulations and successfully refined eighth-grade pills, she was still refining pills!
One can only imagine how terrifyingly long the time required to refine a ninth-grade elixir must have been.

"Girl, you've really given your teacher a big problem."

The old doctor shook his head and sighed, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

Although Xuan Yi had used countless soul treasures to help him nurture his soul back in the Pill Tower, Yao Lao could only exert the strength of a six-star Dou Zun at most due to the limitations of his physical body.

Although a six-star Dou Zun is already quite remarkable, it is undoubtedly far inferior to a ninth-grade pill, so much so that even the term "chasm" is insufficient to describe it.

"Master, there is no need to worry. Now that the decision has been made, this disciple has naturally prepared all the necessary methods."

Hun Ruoruo chuckled lightly, seemingly unconcerned about the pessimistic attitude of the crowd below.

"You may do as you wish. As for the lack of 'holy energy,' I can resolve that for you."

"You can solve this?!"

This time, it was finally Yao Lao's turn to be shocked.

However, upon seeing the girl's eyes, which concealed a kind of madness, Yao Lao felt relieved in an instant.

He knew that his little disciple would never take the conventional path from the very beginning, nor would he act like Xiao Yan, who charged ahead recklessly. Instead, he would plan carefully before acting.

She and he were always two extremes.

But they are all complete lunatics.

And their master, Yao Chen, was the same.

"Girl, I will only ask you one question."

The old apothecary took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Whether this ninth-grade pill is successful or not, what impact will it have on you?"

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo's pupils shrank. She never expected that Yao Lao would abandon his honor at this moment and choose to care about her first. The words that were about to come out of her mouth were immediately stuck in her throat.

"Master, I."

"to be honest."

The old doctor's tone became stern.

Hun Ruoruo pursed her pink lips slightly, and after a moment, she let out a long breath. Her voice was no longer calm at this moment: "The competition in the Soul Clan is fierce. Father does not intend to get involved in this matter. If he wants to have enough influence in the clan, he can only hope to rely on connections at the Dou Sheng level."

"I lack connections with Dou Sheng. To win the competition, I must create someone comparable to a Dou Sheng, and you are my only choice."

The competition for the position of young clan leader has always been an urgent matter for Hun Ruoruo.

Although she possesses two unparalleled talents—divine bloodline and pure water battle qi—her awakening time was too short, and her foundation within the clan was far inferior to that of her opponent.

In this situation, the only way to reverse the tide is through becoming a ninth-grade alchemist. It's not just about strength; she wants to crush her opponent completely by leveraging their connections, status, and the inner interests of all the Soul Clan members!

Only in this way can she protect the last pure land in her heart and prevent the incident in Yin Valley from happening again.

That's why Hun Ruoruo orchestrated this grand scheme, making the Medicine Clan, the Ancient Clan, the Pill Tower, and even the Soul Clan itself part of the calculation, all in order to obtain the unattainable Ninth Rank.

She, too, risked everything.

However, compared to Elder Mu Gu and Yao Xingji, Hun Ruoruo was clearly more reserved and also more reckless.

The girl's eyes darted around, and she lowered her head guiltily, as if she was worried about being punished, while the old man's smile grew wider and wider.

After a long pause, he laughed heartily, the gloom in his heart dissipating: "This is the real you."

Hun Ruoruo's pupils suddenly contracted.

But then the old apothecary gently patted her head and suddenly turned around: "During your time in the clan, Ruoruo's strength has improved a lot, and her methods have become much more ruthless, which has greatly impressed your master."

"But I suppose you're not happy?"

That short sentence was like an invisible blade, instantly striking Hun Ruoruo's heart.

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The next moment, she opened her mouth and mechanically raised her head.

The old man, who had originally been wearing a white robe, now raised his arms high. His wide white robe resembled wings, while his hunched body stood as imposing as a mountain.

"All I want is for my poor little apprentice to be safe, happy, and carefree."

The old apothecary spoke calmly, each word distinct, yet his pale golden pupils grew even deeper at that moment:
"In that case, even a ninth-grade pill can be refined by me, Yao Chen!"

"boom!!!"

As soon as the old doctor finished speaking, thunderbolts struck down in unison, and all the people of Saint Pill City prostrated themselves in piety, as if they were looking at a ghost or god.

At this moment, everyone, including Elder Mu Gu, was so shocked that they were speechless. Any slander or insults were meaningless at this moment.

A glint flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes. He didn't pay much attention to the situation on the field. Instead, he sat cross-legged and began to recover his Dou Qi.

This scene was naturally witnessed by Xuan Yi, whose beautiful eyes flashed with emotion.

"It's really started."

The old man's face changed drastically, turning ashen white. He never dreamed that Yao Chen would actually have the courage to refine a ninth-grade item.

It should be noted that this alchemy gathering is unlike any other, as it will be conducted under the projection of a soul light screen. In other words, hundreds of millions of cultivators throughout the Central Continent will witness the alchemy of the master and his disciples at this moment.

In such circumstances, failure could very likely lead to a complete collapse and utter despair!

"Big, my lord."

Mu Gu trembled as he reached for the token, only to find that no matter how he called out to it, the token seemed to have completely lost its power and did not respond at all.

"My lord? My lord?!"

With his last hope gone, Elder Mu Gu was filled with panic and fear, and could only pray desperately that Elder Yao and Hun Ruoruo would fail in their alchemy soon.

It has to be said that he was truly terrified at that moment.

Even knowing that ninth-grade pills were the most forbidden of all, and even knowing that even if Yao Lao refined the pills, he would still be unable to withstand the terrifying tribulation of lightning, he was still terrified, his soul trembling and his heart pounding wildly.

"Impossible! They couldn't possibly have mastered it. This is just a bluff; they don't possess any 'sacred energy' at all!"

Mu Gu let out a hysterical growl, closed his eyes, and dared not look in the direction where Yao Lao was.

However, just as Mu Gu closed his eyes and pleaded, a deep, mysterious pattern quietly appeared on the black token, and a sinister smile silently appeared in the direction of Hun Ruoruo.

(End of this chapter)