Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 712 The Eldest Miss Returns to Her Clan!
"Master, we're going to the Soul Clan, not Hell. Why did you even take out the Ghost-Suppressing Banner?"

"Girl, don't worry about it. This is a self-defense item that I bought at great expense. It will definitely keep you safe and sound."

"Master, the Soul Clan isn't really that dangerous, so why did you take out your 'Life-Born Soul Jade'?"

"Hehe, you don't understand. Once the physical body perishes, this natal soul jade will automatically help the remnant soul to be nurtured into a spirit. When I was lucky enough to save my life, I relied on this thing. Quickly inject your soul essence into it."

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Left with no other choice, Hun Ruoruo had to infuse a trace of her soul essence into the jade.

She stared at the white-robed old man rummaging through drawers and cabinets, feeling utterly bewildered: "Master, why did you even take out the Burning Technique?"

"Cough cough."

Old Yao emerged from the cabinet, covered in dust and dirt. He coughed a few times, dusted himself off, and said, "This Burning Technique is the rarest of all the treasures I can offer. In case of any unforeseen circumstances, I can hand it over to you in exchange for your safety."

Hun Ruoruo sighed softly, rubbing her forehead.

She now understood just how much psychological trauma the actions of the Soul Palace and the Medicine Clan had inflicted on Elder Yao.

Once bitten, twice shy.

Now that they're being asked to go to the Soul Clan, which is even more terrifying than the Soul Palace and the Medicine Clan, it's no wonder he reacted so strongly.
"Why don't you just stay in Zhongzhou, and I'll have Hun Xuzi's avatar go to Xingyun Pavilion?" Hun Ruoruo asked tentatively.

"How can that be done!"

The old man's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, and he said seriously, "If you hadn't returned to the Soul Clan, how could you have a full head of white hair like this old man? No, absolutely not!"

Helpless, Hun Ruoruo could only explain, "Master, my hair doesn't belong to the Soul Clan."

However, before he could finish speaking, a series of light footsteps suddenly sounded from outside the house.

"Ruo Ruo, has the old man returned?"

"The black-robed master's wife?"

Upon hearing that gentle and beautiful voice, Hun Ruoruo's eyes widened immediately.

The old doctor's eyes widened even more as he looked around anxiously, and he hurriedly instructed, "Girl, don't delay any longer. If you're any later, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave."

Having said that, without waiting for Hun Ruoruo to react, Yao Lao suddenly transformed into a stream of light and entered the girl's storage ring.

"Leave immediately!" the old apothecary urged in a low voice.

Looking at Yao Lao, who had crawled into the storage ring and refused to come out, Hun Ruoruo's mouth opened slightly, and her expression suddenly became quite interesting.

So you're in such a hurry to go to the Soul Clan because you're wary of Master Xuanyi?
Is she some kind of being more terrifying than the Soul Clan?

"Ruoruo."

The door opened, and the elegant, tea-like young woman gracefully entered, her gaze sweeping across the room.

"Hello, Shishi's wife."

Hun Ruoruo bowed respectfully, feeling somewhat guilty.

"Ah."

Xuan Yi nodded slightly, sighing with some disappointment: "As expected, that old man is still trying his best to avoid me?"

Hun Ruoruo forced a playful smile and defended Yao Lao, saying, "After all, Master is now a ninth-rank cultivator, so it's normal for him to be busy with trivial matters."

"You girl."

Hearing this, Xuan Yi shook her head helplessly, a maternal love showing on her girlish face: "No wonder the old man dotes on you so much. Your mouth is much more eloquent than Han Feng's back then."

Looking at Hun Ruoruo's slightly tense face, her voice gradually softened: "Are we going back?"

".Um."

“I know very well that I don’t have many unforgettable experiences with Yao Chen, but since you call me Master’s wife, I will treat you as my own disciple.”

At this point, Xuan Yi gave her a deep look: "Keep that pill safe. It might bring you a glimmer of hope when necessary."

"Go."

Hun Ruoruo pursed her lips slightly, said nothing, bowed slightly in the direction of Xuan Yi, and left the room.

After the girl left, Xuan Yi withdrew his gaze and sighed softly.

With a wave of her hand, the jade-colored talisman engraved with the souls of the two people suddenly flew into her palm. When she gently stroked it, a dark light seemed to quietly flicker.

"You're clearly worried about your daughter, but you insist on making me play along with this charade."

Xuan Yi stroked the jade, his eyes filled with resentment: "You really haven't changed at all." After leaving the Pill Tower, Hun Ruoruo and Yao Lao did not linger and soon set off for the Soul Palace headquarters.

As the most mysterious of the eight ancient races, the Soul Clan's Soul Realm is fundamentally different from other small worlds. It can only be entered, not exited, and can only be visited at special junctures.

As the force most closely connected with the Soul Clan, the Soul Palace naturally became the most convenient choice.

Thus, under Hun Ruoruo's guidance, Yao Lao, who had never had the chance to visit the Soul Palace, finally arrived at the Soul Palace headquarters.

Soul Palace, Heavenly Gang Palace.

Endless black crows swarmed in like a tide, and the massive, cold steel hall, like the judgment of heaven, was enough to instill fear in the soul with just a glance.

"This is the headquarters of the Soul Palace?"

The old doctor's voice was filled with shock, and I couldn't help but gasp.

Compared to ordinary branch halls, the Heavenly Gang Hall in front of us does not seem so cold and dark. Instead, it is like an abyss that can devour people's minds even without showing its magnificence.

However, the Soul Palace is still merely a vassal of the Soul Clan!

The true appearance of the Soul Clan's interior far exceeded Yao Lao's imagination.

"Girl, do you usually live here?"

"Yes, Master, rest assured. Although the Soul Palace is not yet under my complete control, there will definitely be no one in the Heavenly Venerable Hall who will threaten your safety."

Hun Ruoruo knew that with Yao Lao's soul body, even the weakest Heavenly Venerable could easily capture him. At this moment, the other party's identity had not yet been recognized by the Soul Clan, so it was natural to avoid attracting too much attention.

"Miss Ruoruo."

Soon, the Black and White Celestial Venerables, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed over, their respect almost devout.

Hun Ruoruo glanced around and frowned almost imperceptibly: "Where is Mo Yu?"

“Miss, Lord Nine Heavens Venerable has been summoned to the Soul Clan by order of the Palace Master. He is probably waiting for your return in the Soul Judgment Hall.”

The Black and White Celestials bowed and clasped their hands, suppressing their excitement as they spoke.

"Oh?"

Hun Ruoruo's eyes flickered slightly, and she asked calmly, "Is it because of the matter at the Pill Gathering?"

"Exactly!"

The Black and White Celestial Venerables quickly made way for them, saying, "There's no need for us to explain. Once we return to the Soul Clan, Miss will understand immediately!"

Hun Ruoruo nodded slightly and did not linger for long. She quickly led Yao Lao to the teleportation portal in the Tiangang Hall, following the route she remembered.

As a creation personally built by Hun Miesheng, this teleportation portal's speed far exceeds the limits of a Dou Zun. Even the terrifying distance spanning two realms can be covered in an instant.

"Girl, given what you did at the Pill Tower, the Soul Clan shouldn't make things difficult for you, right?"

Upon entering the portal opened by the Dou Sheng, Yao Lao showed no joy, but instead asked with some concern.

"Oh, Master, there's no need to worry."

Hun Ruoruo, with a smile in her eyes, took a step forward.

The next moment, a massive torrent of steel came into view.

This is a world that can only be described as bizarre.

A round, luminous object floated in the sky, but it was not the sun.

It was a fusion of souls, like fermenting yeast, constantly contracting and wriggling, like an ant nest, with countless willow-like creatures weaving through it. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be remnants of souls, mixed with all sorts of magical beasts, but mostly humans.

They clung together in a sticky mixture, forming a huge purple lantern as large as the sun.

Under the sunlight, there were countless, heavily armed soul guards, each possessing terrifying cultivation comparable to the elders of the Soul Hall.

The next moment, they all knelt down.

"Welcome back to the clan, Miss!!"

"Welcome back to the clan, Holy Master Yaochen!!"

As Yao Lao stared in disbelief, Hun Ruoruo suddenly turned around, revealing a strange and eerie smile:

"In the Soul Clan, we don't value methods; we only care about who wins and who loses."

(End of this chapter)