Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 748 Liking and Career are Two Different Things
The news of Yao Lao's advancement to Dou Sheng spread like wildfire, sweeping through the middle and upper echelons of the entire Soul Realm at lightning speed.

It should be noted that Elder Yao is not merely a powerful Dou Sheng, but also a grandmaster alchemist who has refined ninth-grade pills!

With his alchemy skills and his current cultivation as a Battle Saint, he is undoubtedly declaring that the Soul Clan has finally acquired the ability to solve the shortage of high-end pills!

Of the two, Hun Xuzi held a high position and was rarely seen, while Yao Lao's position was still relatively low. He was the best candidate for alchemy, which naturally attracted a group of powerful figures to the scene.

Countless highly experienced clan elders sent envoys one after another, and some with lower cultivation levels even went so far as to personally visit him, just to catch a glimpse of this newly promoted saint.

"You mean that Master Yao Chen has now advanced to the Dou Sheng realm?"

Upon hearing this, the simple-looking man on the high platform suddenly turned around, his brows furrowing slightly.

"There's no mistake, the Tower of Lamentation shone brightly three days ago, which was a sign of breaking through to the Dou Sheng realm!"

The handsome young man who rushed over was slightly out of breath, his face extremely pale: "That abandoned son of the Medicine Clan not only obtained a physical body, but also broke through to the Half-Saint level in one fell swoop and became a true Battle Saint!"

The two people before them were none other than Hunfeng and Hunyu.

However, compared to before, Hunyu was clearly much more nervous now, and the disgust and fear in his eyes were not even concealed.

"Be careful what you say."

Hun Feng spoke calmly: "That is Miss's master, and one of only two ninth-rank Grandmasters in my Hun Clan. How could he be described as a discarded child of the Medicine Clan?"

"I don't care what kind of grandmaster he is!"

Hun Yu's face twisted in pain as he roared.

He stared intently at the simple-looking man in front of him and said coldly, "Soul Wind, don't think I don't know that with your temperament, you will never let this go so easily."

Hunfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Seeing this, Hunyu's expression grew even colder, and his voice was like a ghostly whisper: "Let me give you a piece of advice: no matter what your schemes are, when the 'Gu War' comes, don't even think about targeting Miss!"

"It's rare that you would take the initiative to remind me."

Hunfeng laughed heartily, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Seeing the man's impeccable demeanor, Hunyu's eyes flickered, and she finally uttered a single sentence before leaving as if avoiding a venomous snake.

"Take care of yourself."

"Gu warfare?"

Looking at the list on the storage ring, Hun Ruoruo frowned slightly and muttered the rather strange name repeatedly.

"The election for the young clan leader is actually called the 'Gu War,' which is quite straightforward."

Under heaven, perhaps only the Soul Clan dares to openly call themselves by such an evil name.

"As you say, Miss."

Mo Yu knelt on one knee and respectfully said, "According to the Palace Master, the term 'Gu Zheng' originated from the previous election. The winner almost slaughtered all the candidates by himself, which is why the name has been passed down."

"Oh?" Hun Ruoruo's eyes flickered slightly. "So, the one who created the legend..."

Mo Yu nodded with a wry smile: "The one who created the legend is none other than your opponent this time, Hun Feng, the current young patriarch of my Soul Clan."

Because Hun Miesheng was temporarily away from his clan, Mo Yu, with Hun Miesheng's permission, had been using some of the powers of the Soul Judgment Hall to search for any clues about Hun Feng.

But the more he searched, the more alarmed he became.

Regardless of their background or talent, the infamous reputation they had accumulated had reached a level that was almost unshakeable, far beyond what Mo Yu had previously perceived.

It could even be said that without Miss Hun's sudden emergence, Hun Feng's position as the young clan leader might very well have been progressing towards an even higher level! Therefore, compared to her, Hun Ruoruo seems more like the one who interfered.
This is undoubtedly extremely frightening information.

"Has the specific time been set?" Hun Ruoruo nodded slightly, not dwelling on it too much, and asked casually.

"Miss, the clan elder has set the date for the 'Gu Competition' in March. It is said that the results of this ranking will also determine the allocation of the 'Heavenly Tomb' slots."

Mo Yu reported the details meticulously, without missing a single word.

With a major battle imminent, even someone as shrewd as Mo Yu couldn't help but restrain his smooth manners and become more serious than ever before.

For him, this will be a battle that truly determines his worth!

"After this old servant's investigation, Hun Feng's current cultivation level must have reached the ninth level of Dou Zun. However, the exact strength is not recorded even by the Judgment Soul Hall, which is probably a variable."

Hearing Mo Yu's story, Hun Ruoruo lowered her eyes slightly, also calculating the gap between the two in her heart.

Similar to the Burning Technique, the Emperor Soul Technique, once it gains control of the small world, will cause the cultivation level of the main body to rise accordingly, thus achieving a leap forward.

Now, having absorbed the Emperor Soul Techniques from two small worlds, she has successfully broken through that seemingly insurmountable bottleneck and truly reached the realm of a high-level Dou Zun.

Of course, even if she successfully absorbed the small world, most of its energy would still reside within the main body of the Emperor Soul Technique and could not be used by her.

It seems to be the same move that deflected the attack of the Phoenix Clan's half-saint. At most, it can only be used once. Once it exceeds its capacity, Hun Ruoruo, who bears the power of the world, will probably burst into dust in an instant.

Her eyes flickered for a moment, then Hun Ruoruo's gaze swept over the Heavenly Venerable Token before slowly settling on the corner.

In the corner, a simple and elegant jade bottle stood quietly in the shadows; it was none other than the gift given to him by the Soul Emperor when he returned to his clan.

“Master is right.” Hun Ruoruo suddenly smiled. “Liking something is one thing, but it should be kept separate from one’s career.”

"I've said it before, liking something is one thing, but it's another thing to do with your career."

Xiao Yan shrugged, somewhat helplessly, and said, "If the day really comes when we go to the ancient clan, am I supposed to say that I'm clinging to Ruoruo's coattails?"

Sanqianlian didn't even raise her head: "Based on the current situation, your success rate of clinging to a powerful figure is about 99%, while your success rate of surpassing Miss on your own is less than 50%. Putting the cart before the horse is a foolish move."

"No," Xiao Yan said, puzzled, "Who makes a choice when it comes to this? Can't I become stronger while clinging to a powerful figure?"

Three Thousand Lotus Hearts: "."

She stopped what she was doing, finally raised her head, and stared at Xiao Yan with a scrutinizing gaze, as if she wanted to get to know him again: "I remember you once said that men are creatures who care about their image."

"It doesn't conflict with anything," Xiao Yan said smugly. "My wife."

Seeing this, Sanqianlianxin couldn't help but facepalm.

For some reason, ever since Xiao Yan sent Hun Ruoruo back to her clan, she always felt that his attitude had undergone some unpredictable change, to the point that even she, a half-saint, couldn't see through it.

Humans are truly heretics, both she and he are.

"Is that really what you think?" Three Thousand Lotus Hearts frowned.

"It's just the truth." Xiao Yan smiled, his expression gradually turning calm. "It's true that I wanted to become stronger, and it's also true that I accepted her help, so why hide it?"

Three Thousand Lotus Hearts gave him a deep look, and after a long while, finally asked in a low voice, "Are you sure you want to come with us?"

The next moment, a pair of enormous bone wings emitting a chilling white light tore through the void and appeared before the Three Thousand Lotus Hearts.

"To be honest," Xiao Yan smiled slightly, "I think I'm practically half a Taixu Ancient Dragon now."

(End of this chapter)