Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 743 The Most Outrageous Subordinate

Xiao Yan is not a humble person, even though he often uses words like "luck" and "good fortune" on his lips.

On the contrary, as a genius boy from Wutan City, he had already ingrained confidence in his bones. Even when he fell into despair, the impulse hidden in his heart made him unwilling to be mediocre.

Therefore, as the power behind the girl gradually emerged, Xiao Yan's first feeling was not fear and trepidation, but rather unprecedented excitement.

Power is not scary; what is scary is the unknown.

Now that he has seen the full picture of the Soul Palace, he no longer needs to worry about being troubled by the mist and truly has his own goal to strive for.

He wants to marry Hun Ruoruo.

No matter how terrifying and unpredictable the Soul Clan is, or how the world views them as vipers, none of that matters to him. As long as Soul Ruoruo agrees, Xiao Yan doesn't care about what others think.

Hun Ruoruo stared at him intently, a spark of light flashing in her starry eyes, as if the emptiness in her heart had been filled in an instant, and her heart was beating unusually fast.

Bang, bang.
She panicked slightly, pressed against Xiao Yan's chest, and blurted out, "Why are you suddenly being so formal? It's not like it's an important occasion. There should be a limit to how much mushy we should be, right?"

Xiao Yan's heart was pounding wildly, but he held her tightly and said in a muffled voice, "I don't like it when someone has designs on you."

"what?"

Hun Ruoruo's eyes widened: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who would dare to covet me?"

“I’m not making this up. The restaurants in Zhongzhou made a ranking list, just like Canaan Academy, and they put you at number one. I heard it with my own ears.”

Seeing Xiao Yan's serious and focused expression, Hun Ruoruo was stunned for a long time before suddenly bursting out laughing.

She smiled and said, "Is a list written by a busybody really worth your concern, husband?"

"How can this thing be controlled?" Xiao Yan gritted his teeth. "If it weren't for the absence of the 'Strong Ranking' from Canaan Academy here, I would definitely go back to my old ways."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Yan seemed to realize something, his expression changed, and he quickly shut his mouth.

He looked up and saw that the girl's eyes were full of mischief, just like a little fox that had found a weakness.

Hun Ruoruo blinked, her eyes sparkling: "So, the reason why my husband spent all his time guarding the entrance of the Demon Palace and fighting with others was actually to drive away my suitors?"

"Uh"

Seeing that he couldn't get away with it, Xiao Yan looked embarrassed and could only scratch his head, saying awkwardly, "And also maintain order in the Demon Palace."

"Hehe!" The girl's eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

As if afraid that Hun Ruoruo would change the subject, he quickly straightened his face and added, "But this is different. The past is the past, and the present is the present. Everyone in the world should know that Hun Ruoruo is already taken. She only likes Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yan only likes Hun Ruoruo. Anyone else who wants to join in the fun should just go to sleep!"

Hun Ruoruo stopped talking and quietly watched him mutter excitedly. Her heart was pounding even harder than before.

She thought she finally understood the feeling of love and desire, just like Xiao Yan back then, who had clearly been moved but had been suppressing his feelings and restraining himself.

Love and desire should arise from love, not from desire.

Why be so restrained?
Hun Ruoruo pursed her lips and suddenly leaned forward to kiss her.

"So, this matter... um!"

As Xiao Yan spoke, he became more and more excited. Just as he was getting into the swing of things, he felt a waft of incense, followed by a warm, damp sensation like that of pebbles.

Those were Hun Ruoruo's lips.

Unlike before, the girl's movements were noticeably more fiery and daring, and she even gained the upper hand at one point, actively responding to the rough and intense heat coming her way.

Xiao Yan was clearly stunned, standing there in surprise, feeling a surge of heat rush to his brain, instantly dispelling all his previous distracting thoughts.

Ruoruo actually took the initiative to express her love for me?

Although Hun Ruoruo is a demones of the Soul Clan, she is completely ignorant about matters between men and women, and even seems extremely resistant to them each time, as if she is afraid of something.

Such a proactive and bold move was truly something Xiao Yan had never seen before.

However, just as he was about to struggle to his feet, the girl's voice, a mixture of hoarseness and softness, suddenly rang out—

"do not move."

Xiao Yan's body suddenly stiffened, and he looked up.

But the girl who was aloof and enigmatic in front of outsiders now had a rosy blush on her face, like a peach blossom, and her eyes were like shimmering spring water, full of emotion.

She licked away the moisture from her lips, her breath sweet as orchids: "As a subordinate, who allowed you to defy your master's will?" Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan felt his mouth go dry, and even the flow of his blood seemed to quicken at that moment.

He suddenly remembered that this seemed to be the place where his subordinates addressed each other as "Miss".
Doesn't that mean.
In an instant, an indescribable thrill and impulse surged through him, causing Xiao Yan's heart to pound so hard it felt like it would explode. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Am I your most unruly subordinate?"

"That depends on your performance."

Hun Ruoruo leaned down, her face flushed, and whispered each word in his ear.

"Yan Tian Zun".

Ancient Realm, Main City.

The holy city is surrounded by a clear, azure lake, and the extremely rich energy tides turn into clouds and rain, which fall gently on the ground and seep into the soil.

As the clouds drift and roll, it is the plum rain season in the ancient world.

Under the raised oil-paper umbrella, a slender hand reached out to catch the raindrops falling from the sky.

"It's raining"

A beautiful figure under the umbrella murmured softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow beside him flickered and twisted, then transformed into the figure of a man in a black robe, who slowly walked out from under the tree.

"Miss, I've been looking for you for ages."

A helpless, aged voice came, and the figure then removed his wet black robe, revealing a familiar face below.

It was Ling Ying, whom they hadn't seen for a long time.

"I was feeling a bit uneasy earlier, so I thought I'd go for a walk. Elder Ling, you don't need to worry."

A girl's soft laughter rang out from under the oil-paper umbrella. She turned around, her slender bare feet touching the ground, yet not a speck of mud on them, their whiteness dazzling to the eye.

Upon hearing this, Ling Ying shook her head helplessly and sighed, "It's been so many years, Miss, you've really changed a lot."

Since Xun'er returned to the clan, Elder Lin and Elder Ling, who were originally ordered to accompany her, have temporarily returned to the clan council to report. Ling Ying, who initially accompanied Xun'er to the Xiao family, has naturally taken on the task of taking care of Xun'er again.

As she grew older, Xun'er's strength had changed dramatically, reaching a level that Ling Ying could only look up to.

However, to his surprise, when he saw the other person again, that aloofness that kept strangers at bay had quietly changed, transforming into true nobility.

True nobility doesn't need to be highlighted by indifference; it's an innate quality that belongs to those in positions of power.

Even if it was only a trace, this noble aura still made Ling Ying feel awe and an irresistible urge to submit.

Xun'er smiled slightly and peeked out from under the umbrella: "It's been many years, but Elder Ling hasn't changed at all."

Ling Ying's old face twitched instantly. His peak Douhuang cultivation, which was enough to dominate a region in the Northwest, seemed to be inadequate at this moment, and he was even ashamed to show it.

Even at the peak of the Dou Huang realm, it could never be this terrifying again!

Ling Ying's expression shifted, and she sighed softly, saying with a wry smile, "Miss, please don't tease this old servant. You and Miss Ruoruo are both exceptional women, far superior to an old man like me who's practically on his deathbed."

At this moment, Ling Ying even suspected that Xun'er still held a grudge against Canaan Academy.

He advised his master to get along well with the young lady of the opposing force; he was truly a unique servant, and it's a miracle he's survived this long.

Upon hearing the name 'Ruoruo', Xun'er's delicate body visibly paused, and her eyes darkened slightly.

that woman
When she left the star field in such a hurry, she was probably rushing back to her clan to compete, right?

Given her talent and temperament, she's probably plotting something big right now, so I can't afford to slack off.

Thinking of this, Xun'er narrowed her eyes slightly, flicked her finger, and an exquisitely crafted jade bottle fell into Ling Ying's hand.

"This is... a Breakthrough Pill?!"

Ling Ying's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Old Ling's visit to me at this time is surely not simply to monitor my movements, is it?"

Xun'er put away her paper umbrella and said calmly, "Tell me the results of the clan elders' deliberation."

(End of this chapter)