Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 692 Next, I'm going to name a different kind of flame.

The Dan conference has ended, but the shock it caused has lasted for a long time, and it has even been called the first of its kind in history.

Aside from the already highly respected Elder Yao, the names of An Ruoruo and Xiao Yan had already spread throughout the entire Central State, and even remote areas outside the Central State had heard of them.

First defeat the Medicine Clan, then crush Mu Gu.
One possessed a physical body that reached the Venerable Realm, while the other had a Heavenly Realm soul; both could even replicate the forbidden technique of 'Stealing the Core,' crushing Mu Gu in both strength and methods.
Not only did he earn the title of the continent's number one alchemist, but he also completely rewrote the tragic end of the Medicine Venerable.
He was unharmed by the Black Demon Lightning and ultimately achieved perfect rank nine.

It can be said that any one of these would be worthy of being recorded on the tower monument if placed in the Dan Association or even the entire Dan Tower. However, these are not history, but living reality that happened under the watchful eyes of the entire Central Continent!

Even the ancient medicine clan, which had always been feared by the major powers of Zhongzhou and stood high in the sky, became the object of ridicule after the emergence of the newly promoted ninth-rank cultivator. Their arrogant veil was torn to shreds.

Meanwhile, the Starfall Pavilion, where Yao Lao resided, became the object of flattery by countless forces, a stark contrast to its deserted state when it was besieged by the Soul Palace.

This is the appeal of a ninth-grade alchemist!
What's even more unsettling is that not only the old apothecary, but also his disciple, all possess the potential to reach the ninth rank. It's no exaggeration to say that they are destined to become ninth-rank!
These people were very clear that for the next ten years, or even a hundred years, the name of Starfall Pavilion would be synonymous with power and prosperity.
Half a month later.

Due to the appearance of the Black Demon Lightning, the entire Xuanmu Spirit Platform was completely destroyed, and the originally scheduled awards ceremony was forced to be canceled. The contestants had no choice but to return to their residences and recuperate.

And Xiao Yan is naturally among them.

After Hun Ruoruo carried him back to his residence, Xiao Yan, exhausted, completely fainted and has been unconscious ever since.

After all, while the physical body is strong enough, the soul can hardly withstand such consumption. Even though Yao Lao bore nearly 99% of the pressure, that little bit was far beyond what he could bear at present.

This is the difference between the Celestial Realm and the Spiritual Realm.

Of course, for Xiao Yan, experiencing the refinement of the ninth grade ahead of time is definitely a thing with no harm whatsoever.

Not to mention the muscle memory left by Yao Lao when he was refining the medicine, the enormous spiritual energy that burst forth when the pill was formed had already benefited Xiao Yan immensely.

You must understand, this is no ordinary spiritual energy; it is spiritual energy mixed with the aura of a Dou Sheng!

Even the slightest bit of benefit would be unimaginable for cultivators below the Dou Sheng level.

Knowing that Xiao Yan was exhausted, Zi Yan and the others, who had come to celebrate in high spirits, stopped disturbing him and let him fall into a deep sleep.

Correspondingly, trouble naturally came knocking on Hun Ruoruo's door.

Aside from dealing with little ones like Zi Yan and Qing Lin, the most troublesome things naturally came from the Pill Tower.

The schemes against the successor of the Pill Tower, the destruction of the Xuanmu Spirit Platform, and the most troublesome and problematic issue of the Soul Clan's identity being exposed—even though Elder Mu Gu and Hun Ruoruo were clearly not on the same side—still caused considerable discontent within the Pill Tower.

Fortunately, she had powerful backers.

The Dan Tower, the central hub.

Hun Ruoruo lay on the soft armchair, leisurely swinging her jade-like legs, looking quite content.

"Squeak-"

Hearing the noise, Hun Ruoruo immediately raised her head, her eyes lighting up: "Master, you've finally arrived!"

"You girl."

The old apothecary pushed open the door and walked in. He glanced around at the scrolls scattered all over the floor and shook his head helplessly, sighing, "They're all young ladies who are almost older than me, yet they're still so carefree."

Hun Ruoruo was displeased upon hearing this and immediately stood up with her hands on her hips: "Master, you are now a ninth-grade alchemist, even rarer than a Dou Sheng. There are only a handful of you on the entire continent."

"Besides, Xiao Yan is still fast asleep in bed. He's also your disciple, can't I enjoy myself a bit?"

Seeing the girl's sullen expression, the old doctor was both amused and exasperated, and could only nod in agreement.

He fumbled in his sleeve for a moment and finally took out a piece of parchment with a seal on it, saying, "Everything has been taken care of. With my status as your teacher, those stubborn old guys probably won't dare to say anything more."

Hun Ruoruo's backer is naturally the Medicine Master, who has now achieved the ninth rank.

Nine is the ultimate number.

For alchemists, the appeal of a ninth-rank alchemist is even greater than that of a Dou Sheng (Battle Saint), and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they regard them as gods.

Because of this, with the involvement of the old apothecary, the verbal attacks from the upper echelons of the Pill Tower immediately subsided, and then completely disappeared after Dan Chen and Cao Ying spoke out one after another.

"As you predicted, there are indeed many treacherous individuals infiltrated into this Pill Tower. Even knowing that they are on their deathbed, they still dare to defy the world and sing a different tune." At this point, Elder Yao frowned slightly, clearly feeling that he was in a difficult situation.

The decay within the Dan Tower is inextricably linked to its power structure.

Compared to organizations with clear objectives like the Soul Hall, the Pill Tower is much more relaxed. Not only are most of its vassal forces motivated by wealth, but even many of its internal alchemists are not absolutely loyal.

After all, alchemists are the most prestigious profession on the continent, and they are highly respected wherever they go. Over time, this has naturally become a consensus.

Arrogance and conceit are common problems among many alchemists.

Even a mere first-grade alchemist caused a huge stir in Wutan City back then, arrogantly unaware of the world's laws, let alone these genius alchemists from Zhongzhou.
Hun Ruoruo listened quietly to Yao Lao's story, then suddenly smiled and said with a grin, "Since that's the case, why doesn't Master follow my idea and renovate this decaying Pill Tower?"

The old doctor shook his head: "No. The conflict between the Pill Tower and the Soul Palace is irreconcilable. Even I am only able to restrain myself for your sake."

"Trying to change the Pill Tower with the Soul Palace is difficult, extremely difficult!"

The fact that the old doctor said "difficult" twice in a row clearly shows his attitude.

He knew very well that the outstanding young people in the Pill Tower all had close relationships with Hun Ruoruo, but it was undoubtedly a pipe dream to think that they could change the Pill Tower based on these relationships alone.

"Master, do you believe the root cause of the Pill Tower's illness lies elsewhere?"

"Indeed, the only way to change the current state of the Pill Tower is to start from the bottom, but even the legendary Tower Master, who is rarely seen, would probably find it difficult to do so."

"In that case, what does Master think of the Soul Clan?"

The girl's voice remained gentle, carrying the crispness and comfort of early autumn, yet it caused Yao Lao's pupils to suddenly contract.

"Girl, you—"

“Master should know that I am different from those people in the Soul Palace. I disdain doing things that kill the goose that lays the golden eggs. Right now, you can represent the Pill Tower, and Ruoruo happens to have some influence in the Soul Clan. Isn’t this a perfect match?”

Hun Ruoruo smiled faintly, her eyes narrowed, and said with a mischievous air, "Master, you don't want your mistress and your disciple to be forced to become enemies because of different factions, do you?"

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The old doctor remained silent.

Although the girl's tone was quite light, the old apothecary could still sense the heaviness in her words.

The Soul Palace and the Pill Tower are destined to clash.

Although the current struggle was completely quelled the moment the ninth-grade pill was refined, it concerned the interests of the Soul Palace and even the Soul Clan. It was impossible for a single ninth-grade alchemist to stop their will.

The only way to stop them is with a greater threat, or greater benefits!
Although Danta is quite powerful, it is a pipe dream to think that he could pose a threat to the Soul Clan. Therefore, there is only one answer left.

Benefit!

For the Soul Clan, who rely on their souls to grow stronger, the only thing more precious than the alchemist's soul is the alchemist himself!

Otherwise, the old master would not have been repeatedly offered opportunities by the Soul Palace, and even after he was reduced to a soul, he would still be remembered by them.

For the Soul Clan and the Soul Palace, alchemists are even rarer than souls themselves.

Gazing at the girl's snow-white hair, Yao Lao's eyes flickered with a mixture of emotions. He couldn't fathom what kind of suffering his little disciple, with her tragic past, had endured within the Soul Clan.

In his opinion, the reason why Hun Ruoruo spoke of the situation so lightly was probably just because she didn't want him to worry about her.

She's such a sensible girl that it breaks my heart.

"So be it. Hell has no gates. With me, her teacher, by her side, Ruoruo will suffer less." The old doctor sighed inwardly.

After a long pause, he let out a long sigh and asked, "When do we set off?"

Hun Ruoruo pursed her red lips, her azure eyes blinking as she looked at Yao Lao, their sparkle revealing a hidden shrewdness.

"After seizing the Three Thousand Burning Flames."

(End of this chapter)