Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 713 Teacher & Father
To be honest, the old doctor was truly stunned.

The bloody battles that had filled his mind vanished without a trace.

Are the Soul Clan really so snobbish?
No. Rather than being a snob, it's more accurate to say that being pragmatic is better.

It wasn't that Yao Lao had no dealings with the eight clans; on the contrary, he had already experienced the arrogance of these ancient clans when he was with the Yao clan.

Aside from the power of bloodline, the Medicine Clan does not measure a person's strength in any other way. Even though he was exceptionally talented at the time, he spent his life being ridiculed by the clan, which eventually led to his expulsion as an outcast.

Therefore, before arriving at the Soul Clan, he had already prepared himself to risk his life.

But the reality before him was like a heavy hammer blow, striking Yao Lao's heart hard.

"Girl, did you hire these people?"

Looking at the densely packed figures of Dou Zun, Yao Lao's lips twitched violently, and he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"How could this disciple be so bored?"

Hun Ruoruo, hands on her hips, glanced at the crowd below with amusement: "However, although I didn't bring these people here, they do have some connection to me."

"After all, given your current status, even a true Saint-level expert would have to condescend to see you."

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The old doctor was speechless with shock.

Even though he had already experienced the adulation of countless people, when a group of Dou Zun bowed and paid their respects to him, Yao Lao still felt a long-lost surge of passion.

What stimulated him even more than his passion was a deep sense of dread.

As one of the most mysterious members of the ancient races, the Soul Clan did not display any of the arrogance typical of the eight clans. On the contrary, they sent people to respectfully welcome this abandoned son of the Medicine Clan.
In the old doctor's view, this was a kind of confidence that was almost terrifying.

It wasn't that the Medicine Clan was arrogant and conceited, but rather that they had an extremely clear understanding of their own strength and were so confident that they were naturally at ease.

This is not an exaggeration, but rather a reflection of the common practices of our clansmen, a case of knowing the coming of autumn from the falling of a single leaf.

The Soul Clan is not afraid of their power being threatened. As long as you have enough strength, they will give you the corresponding status!
"Master, please."

Hun Ruoruo bowed and smiled, making way for her.

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The old doctor gave her a deep look and slowly took a step forward.

Only now has his concern been answered.

If the Medicine Clan were to face such a Soul Clan...

胜率
Absolutely zero.

After arriving in the Soul Realm, due to his status, Yao Lao did not stay outside for long. Instead, he was led by a group of guards to the main city.

Because the Soul Clan is secretive, almost no outsiders can visit except for members of the Soul Hall. Therefore, the 'Soul Judgment Hall', as the headquarters of the Soul Hall, naturally became the place to receive Elder Yao.

Inside the Hall of Soul Reapers.

A man dressed in a purple-gold robe paced back and forth, his cold and stern expression causing his subordinates to fall silent in fear, their eyes filled with deep awe.

This person was none other than the long-lost Nine Heavens Venerable.

Since the dust settled at the Pill Tower, Mo Yu was summoned back to the clan by Hun Miesheng and appointed as an elder of the Soul Clan, thus elevating his status.

It should be noted that, even within the Soul Palace, only three Sequence Heavenly Venerables have the honor of obtaining the title of Elder without a surname. Even the Four Heavenly Venerables, Blood River, would not dare to dream of such a status!

Through this battle, Mo Yu not only eliminated the two great enemies, the Fourth and Eighth Heavenly Venerables, but also assisted Miss Ruoruo in seizing the Three Thousand Burning Flames in one fell swoop. Such achievements are enough to make all members admire her.

"For Lord Moyu to value her so much, Miss Ruoruo must have already returned to her clan, right?" a subordinate remarked.

These words immediately drew agreement from others.

"Indeed. Lord Moyu has always considered himself 'Miss's loyal dog.' Even at the ceremony for the elders of the closed beta test, he loudly proclaimed his loyal dog status. It is said that this spirit of perseverance and hard work makes many members of the clan feel inferior!"

"Lord Demon Rain, you are truly outstanding."

When the words "loyal dog" were mentioned, there was no mockery in people's eyes, but rather longing and envy.

"enough."

Just as everyone was discussing, Mo Yu suddenly raised his hand and said indifferently, "What kind of behavior is this? Miss is about to come and inspect. If she sees you behaving like this, I'm afraid the opportunity to kneel that I worked so hard to secure for you will be gone!"

"Yes Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the subordinates turned pale and immediately shut their mouths, not daring to utter another word.

Lord Demon Rain's methods are indeed ruthless.
Not being able to kowtow to the young lady is worse than killing them!

Silence quickly returned to the hall. A short while later, a graceful, ethereal figure drifted in.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Mo Yu's expression immediately turned solemn. Without saying a word, he knelt on the ground with lightning speed and kowtowed loudly in front of everyone.

"Boom!"

"Your subordinate, Mo Yu, greets you, Miss!"

The swift and decisive movements immediately startled the subordinates, who had never expected that Mo Yu's kowtowing could be so precise and rapid.

Recalling their actions, a strong sense of shame welled up within them, causing them to lower their heads in embarrassment.

Hun Ruoruo stepped through the door, her gaze sweeping across the hall before finally settling on Mo Yu. Her voice was playful: "Those Dou Zun who call their master 'Holy Master,' you must have found them, right?"

Mo Yu prostrated himself and said respectfully, "Miss is very perceptive. These little thoughts of mine naturally cannot be hidden from you."

"Is that so?" Hun Ruoruo smiled faintly. "In just a few months, you were able to gather a group of Dou Zun in the Soul Realm and make them all bow down to you. Such ability is quite surprising to me."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, then slapped himself across the face, tearing his skin and drawing blood.

"This old servant is guilty for not informing Miss in advance. Please punish me!"

As she spoke, Mo Yu quickly took out a token and handed it over: "This is the Heavenly Venerable Token of the Blood River. This old servant dared not keep it to myself, so I have engraved the soul imprints of everyone into this token. Their life and death are all in your hands, Miss."

"Alright." Looking at the devout Mo Yu, Hun Ruoruo waved her hand and said indifferently, "You can keep this token for yourself."

"Keep it for yourself?" Mo Yu's mind went blank. "Miss, you..."

"Now is the time when we need people, and your past status is probably no longer enough."

Hun Ruoruo raised the corners of her lips, "From this day forward, you will be one of the Four Heavenly Venerables."

In an instant, Mo Yu's pupils shrank, and a surge of wild joy rushed into his soul.

"As ordered!"

However, a moment later, Mo Yu could no longer laugh.

The Hall of Soul Reapers, main hall.

Walking along the road with Hun Ruoruo, Mo Yu cautiously looked at the surrounding buildings, her heart unusually pounding.

"May I ask, Miss, where are you taking this old servant?"

"I asked, trembling," Mo Yu asked.

"You'll know when we get there," Hun Ruoruo smiled and replied casually.

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Seeing that the other party was unwilling to speak openly, Mo Yu had no choice but to suppress her fear and shut her mouth.

With his shrewdness and cunning, he had naturally already thoroughly explored most of the area during his three months in the Soul Reaper's Hall.
Apart from here.

As the center of the Soul Reaping Hall, the main hall naturally only houses one person.

Palace Master, Soul Extinction and Life!

For everyone in the Soul Palace, the terror of this Palace Master was already deeply ingrained in their bones, and no one dared to challenge his majesty.

Therefore, even with Hun Ruoruo by her side, Mo Yu still couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Hmm, this should be it."

After an unknown amount of time, Hun Ruoruo suddenly stopped and looked ahead.

Hearing the girl's reminder, Mo Yu, who had been preoccupied, was startled awake and quickly perked up.

Following the other person's gaze, he also looked ahead, trying to find the figure of the legendary Palace Master.

However, just as his gaze settled on the outside of the hall, his mind went blank as if struck by a heavy hammer.

That was a terrifying scene that Mo Yu had never seen in his life, and had never even dared to imagine.

Outside the main hall, a majestic figure stood guard, while inside, a scholar and an old man sat facing each other, drinking and enjoying themselves.

"what"

Mo Yu opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but it was as if an invisible hand had choked her throat.

Upon seeing Mo Yu's arrival, Hun Miesheng's indifferent gaze swept over her without paying any attention. His imposing figure bowed slightly, and his voice was as majestic as a mountain: "Miss, the clan leader requests your presence."

(End of this chapter)