Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 751 Hun Ruoruo's Past and Present Lives
Divine bloodline.

As the pinnacle of the Dou Di bloodline, it is an existence that is extremely rare and sought after by all races.

Those who possessed divine bloodlines were given the terrifying title of "the biological son of the Dou Di" when the bloodlines of the eight clans were at their peak.

However, in Hun Ruoruo's mind, such a rare bloodline, which is so scarce that it is almost extinct, should not be possessed only by herself and Hun Feng.

And the remaining person was none other than Hun Yu!

Unlike Soul Wind, Soul Jade's divine bloodline was not innate, but was grafted onto her later through the secret method of the Devouring Spirit Clan. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the lowest level of divine bloodline.

But a masterpiece is still a masterpiece.

Even though the Soul Clan relies on the Void Devouring Flame to maintain its peak bloodline power, it would never consider divine items as worthless.

Therefore, the loss of the Soul Jade Divine Bloodline naturally seems particularly strange.

"If it weren't for me, Hun Ruoruo, there would be two divine-grade beings in the Soul Clan. But now that Hun Ruoruo has stepped into this world, the number of divine-grade beings has neither decreased nor increased. It's truly interesting."

Hun Ruoruo gave a self-deprecating laugh, a cold laugh.

At that moment, a terrifying thought arose in her mind, and she could not dispel it no matter what she did.

If the Soul Clan has only two divine bloodlines.
If the divine bloodline of the Soul Jade was not taken by someone else.
So, from whom did the other party obtain the bloodline that they should have possessed?
It seems there's only one answer left.

That is Hun Ruoruo herself.

Or to put it another way, it's the version of myself who grew up in luxury and never chose to sever my bloodline and escape the soul realm!
Thinking of this, Hun Ruoruo clenched her fists until they turned white, her breathing became rapid, and it felt as if a huge rock was pressing on her chest.

A strong sense of suffocation and resentment, mixed with a hint of inexplicable relief, all surged into my heart at this moment.

She couldn't even tell whether she should hate or laugh.

If she hadn't chosen to leave, Hun Ruoruo's life would have been frozen at the age of sixteen.

Assuming one's bloodline has not been severed, there will be no chance to regain the divine blood.

The phrase "Gu Zheng Gu Zheng" aptly describes the competition among the Soul Clan; once one chooses the wrong path, one becomes a stepping stone for others.

Fortunately, she won her gamble.

She reclaimed the life that should have been replaced by the Soul Jade, and utterly defeated her opponent.

But she couldn't be happy.

Only at this moment did she finally understand why her mother had insisted on breaking up with that man, and why he had kept advising her to let go of her prejudices.

There's really no prejudice. All prejudices are just discrepancies between expectations and reality. Just like how Hun Ruoruo knew exactly what kind of person her father was, but the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

Because I loved, I hate even more.

Her snow-white hair moved without wind, and before she knew it, Hun Ruoruo's deep blue pupils were filled with indifference, so cold that it seemed to freeze time itself.

With a single step, the bottleneck of the early stage of the Heavenly Realm instantly shattered and disintegrated. The Soul Sun in the sky seemed to freeze for a moment, its radiance being stolen by the girl.

"I will find you after the Gu battle is over." Hun Ruoruo's voice was neither sad nor happy.

In the so-called struggle of Gu, only one person can survive.

Therefore, surviving means victory.

As the girl's voice slowly faded, a gentle promise suddenly came from the sky that had been hanging high above.

"can."

The Soul Realm, outside the city.

Due to the excessive land area occupied within the city, the population density in the core area is extremely high, and with so many people coming and going, it is not uncommon for people to collide with each other during flight.

Therefore, locations similar to bustling city centers were set up near the city outskirts, so that Soul Clan cultivators could spend their leisure time there.

"Hey, look! The legs of this eight-winged unicorn are truly remarkable. As long as they're attached to its body, they can increase its aerial speed by 30% on flat ground!"

A young man spoke with great excitement.

He pulled down the hem of his shirt, revealing a pair of long, white horse legs.

Seeing this, everyone looked on with envy and exclaimed, "With these horse legs, not only will the speed increase by 30%, but it will also save money on buying a travel pet. It's truly a win-win situation!"

A smug glint flashed in the young man's eyes as he basked in the adulation of the crowd.

However, at that moment, a burly merchant beside him couldn't stand it and sneered, "Pshaw, what's so special about that?" "The true essence of the eight-winged unicorn lies in the wings on its back. Not only are they expensive, but they also need to be installed as a set. In terms of effect alone, they're not even as good as my dog!"

"What did you say?" The young man's face darkened.

The burly man showed no fear, grinning maliciously: "I'll tell you, your pathetic legs aren't even as good as my dog's!"

After saying that, he pulled on the iron chain and actually led a vicious dog with bloodshot eyes out of the cabinet.

Seeing this, the onlookers clenched their fists, seemingly worried for the other party.

The young man thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "That makes sense."

He hopped forward on horseback: "How much?"

The burly man grinned: "Four high-grade seventh-rank pills."

"So expensive?"

"Here's an extra bottle of medicine to help you bond flesh and blood."

"Bought it!"

Before long, the young man had happily retrieved the dog's limbs, chopped off the horse's legs, and then chopped off his own hands, quickly replacing them with new limbs.

"Woof woof!" the young man roared excitedly.

The next moment, he flew straight into the sky, his speed several times faster than before.
Seeing this, everyone's eyes lit up, and they rushed forward to frantically buy up the vendors' goods.

"Boss, I want to be a dog too!"

"Boss, I have flesh-and-blood adhesive, give me a discount!"

The noise and revelry caused the man on the stone steps not far away to look up slightly, revealing his exceptionally handsome face.

It was none other than the Soul Jade.

"What the hell am I living in?"

At this moment, Hunyu's eyes were lifeless, and he looked disheveled, as if he were contemplating life.

If it were someone else here, they probably wouldn't be able to reconcile the person with the image of the peerless genius who participated in the 'Gu War'.

"Look at these people, do they even have any humanity left? How did I even survive before? Why did I have to participate in that election for the young clan leader?"

After asking the question several times, Hunyu scratched his head, completely baffled.

He really couldn't understand.

It was clearly a battle between Hunfeng and the young lady, but they insisted on dragging in some cannon fodder to participate in the election. And to make matters worse, those who participated in the election were all eager to try, as if they wanted the whole world to know that they were going to die.

Are they idiots?
"Sigh, never mind, after all, not everyone has been killed by that madman once."

Hun Yu stood up listlessly, patted his butt, and said, "Anyway, I've already met the training time requirement for today. Since things have come to this, I might as well go home and sleep."

After saying that, he turned to leave, but a strange figure dressed in a black robe appeared beside him at some point.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Hun Yu's expression changed: "You, you're from the Soul Palace?!"

The figure in black robes gave a sinister smile and nodded, saying, "Young Master Hunyu truly has discerning eyes."

Hun Yu's face twitched slightly: "Well, actually I figured it out from the sound."

"Hehe, now that you know my identity, young master, I suppose it goes without saying who sent me here?"

Seeing that the other party was not listening to her at all, Hunyu felt a surge of irritation. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly seemed to realize something and her heart tightened: "Did Miss send you?"

“Not bad.” The mysterious man looked up proudly; it was Mo Yu.

Cursing his bad luck inwardly, Hunyu quickly forced a smile, saying insincerely, "I am aware of Miss's concern, but the 'Gu War' is imminent, and my cultivation is so busy that I simply cannot spare the time."

"Oh? But I did hear from you earlier, young master, that your cultivation time limit for today has expired, and you were just about to head home."

Mo Yu raised an eyebrow, staring at the distorted face of the Soul Jade, and pretended to ponder, "Could it be that you have some dissatisfaction with Miss?"

(End of this chapter)