Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 756 The High and Mighty Imperial Daughter (3k2!)
In an instant, overwhelming pressure swept over Hun Miesheng's body.

As the true power holder of the clan elders' council, Hun Yuantian's skills and influence are beyond question. Even Hun Miesheng, as the master of the Soul Judgment Hall, is far inferior to him.

Within the Soul Clan, the importance of the Elder Council is almost as vital as its lifeline. It truly holds supreme authority over whether a Saint-level expert can be promoted or not, and apart from the Clan Chief and Void Devouring Flame, they do not need to consider anyone else's opinion.

It can be said that the real big shot behind Hunfeng is none other than the old man in front of us, who looks like a dried corpse.

The reason why Soul Wind was able to slaughter the entire family of the half-saint clan elder who had severely injured him was definitely because the elder had the elder's backing.

Thinking of this, Hun Miesheng's expression gradually darkened.

If it weren't for Hun Ruoruo's existence, the elders and the clan leader would naturally live in peace. But now, Hun Feng, who represents the elders, is facing a threat to his position.

In other words, all the variables depend on Hun Ruoruo alone!
Without knowing the attitudes of the elders and the clan leader, any biased statement could bring unprecedented risks.
Even as the master of the Soul Reaping Hall, he absolutely could not bear such a risk.

"The struggle between the young is nothing more than a dispute between juniors. Why are you so concerned?" Hun Yuantian seemed not to see his gloomy face and said with a faint smile, "Such a temperament is not what one should have as the master of a palace."

Soul Extinction's eyes flickered for a moment, then he looked up at the head of the seats, only to see that Void Devouring Flame had propped up his chin and was looking at him with the same interest.

“That’s right, Yuan Tian is right!” Void Devouring Flame laughed heartily.

That being said, given Void Devouring Flame's nature, whether he truly wanted to know or was simply seeking amusement, no one could possibly guess.

Seeing this, Hun Miesheng knew he couldn't escape, so he stopped worrying, took a deep breath, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Reporting to the Elder, although I am still young, I believe I have some experience. Based on the current strength of the two of them, I'm afraid Hun Feng is still the better one."

These words immediately drew silent nods from some of the clan elders.

Both possessing divine bloodlines, Hun Ruoruo's talent and temperament are no less than Hun Feng's, but she ultimately lacks age. As peerless geniuses, a ten-year age difference is enough to create a world of difference.

Although Hun Miesheng's words were diplomatic, they were also based on facts and could not be considered offensive.

However, just as the elders were beginning to smile, Hun Miesheng suddenly changed the subject and said in a deep voice, "But I still have high hopes for Miss."

"what?"

In an instant, the entire stands were filled with stunned expressions.

Even the usually calm and collected Hun Yuantian couldn't help but show a moment of surprise, a stark contrast to the smiling Void Devouring Flame beside him.

If Hun Miesheng's previous statement could be considered as not offending either side, then after he said this, he undoubtedly sided completely with Hun Ruoruo.

Despite being inferior to Hun Feng in age, resources, and experience, the other party still chose to support Hun Ruoruo, which clearly shows that Hun Feng is far inferior to her!

Even though she was ten years behind in cultivation and didn't receive the Soul Clan's full support, Hun Ruoruo was still able to suppress Hun Feng!

"Elder Yuan".

Beside the emaciated corpse, a respected elder of the clan looked alarmed and hurriedly tried to speak.

"It doesn't matter."

Hun Yuantian was not angry at all. Instead, he twitched his sunken chest and laughed: "Actually, I also think highly of that little girl."

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

If Hun Miesheng's previous words had only shocked them, then Hun Yuantian's words at this moment were like a thunderclap, instantly exploding in everyone's hearts.

Countless gazes, filled with disbelief, mechanically turned toward the old man who resembled a withered corpse.

No one expected that Hun Yuantian, who was the backer of Hunfeng, would choose to openly support Hunfeng's competitor!
“Feng’er is a divine-grade talent awakened later in life. Although he is enough to surpass the younger generation of the clan, he is still far inferior to a divine-grade talent born in the innate stage. Moreover, Ruoruo’s soul realm has already far surpassed that of his peers at the same age.”

Hun Yuantian stroked his long, sparse beard and said slowly, "In terms of talent, Feng'er is indeed no match for Ruoruo."

"This"

This time, it was Hun Miesheng who was somewhat at a loss.

Hun Yuantian's thin body suddenly trembled, and he laughed loudly, "However, as my great-grandson, if the two of them were to fight, I should naturally favor Feng'er more, hahahahaha!"

Seeing this, Hun Miesheng's tense face relaxed slightly, and the elders who had been there earlier also relaxed and started to laugh.

"In this light, the clan chief's decision to have the two fight at this time was indeed a stroke of foresight!"

"Hahaha, Elder Yuantian's magnanimity is truly a blessing for our Soul Clan!"

"Hey you, Miesheng, what are you still standing there for? Now that all the contestants have arrived, it's your turn to declare as the referee."

Hun Miesheng was startled, then snapped out of his daze and hurriedly replied, "Your subordinate obeys!"

Before he could finish speaking, Hun Miesheng had already vanished from the stands in a flash, stepping into the battlefield.

Only Void Devouring Flame, though his eyes remained closed, had already suppressed his smile and frowned almost imperceptibly.

"old man."

In the battlefield of Gu warfare, Hun Miesheng's figure was already hanging high in the sky.

Gazing at the towering figure in the sky, the previously chaotic Soul Clan people fell into a silent stillness, all looking at Soul Extinction with reverence.

"The struggle for the position of young clan leader will take place in the 'Guiyi Zhong' where the strongest members of my Soul Clan have retired throughout history."

Hun Miesheng's deep, cold voice resounded throughout the entire venue: "Within the 'Guiyi Zhong', there are a total of thirty-six blood pools containing the power of bloodlines. Once absorbed, they will greatly increase the purity of your bloodlines."

"As for the conditions for victory, it does not lie in one's own strength, nor in the speed of absorption, but in the purity of one's bloodline. Only the most concentrated bloodline power can gain the recognition of the 'Guiyi Zhong'!" After saying that, he added casually, "After entering the 'Guiyi Zhong', all the constraints of the rules will no longer exist, and you can do whatever you want."

These words immediately caused a stir in the audience.

"May I ask, Your Highness, does this so-called arbitrary action include cooperation and collaboration?"

A pale-faced young man suddenly stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist and asked, "This seems a bit unfair."

This person was named Hun Ya, and he was one of the youngest people present, only three years older than Hun Ruoruo.

"Hmph, if it's a fight, where's the fairness?"

Hun Miesheng let out a cold sneer, his voice, carrying overwhelming holy might, resounding throughout the entire arena: "Remember, absolute strength is enough to crush all injustice!"

"All complaints about the rules are simply a reflection of your lack of strength!"

"Yes Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Hunya's face turned even paler, and he quickly retreated back into the crowd.

However, in the shadows unseen by others, he suddenly let out a wicked smile and cast his gaze toward a figure in the distance.

"Now that the rules have been explained, I will not delay any longer."

Hun Miesheng raised his hand and pointed, and the ground of the battlefield suddenly cracked open. A small Gu jar quietly emerged from it, with faint specks of crimson blood visible inside.

"Ladies and gentlemen, first come, first served. Please enter the cup."

As Hun Miesheng spoke, the originally small Gu jar immediately began to spin rapidly, then transformed into a silver-white barrier, as if it were a bridge connecting two worlds.

However, as Hun Miesheng finished speaking, no one on the field took the lead in entering, as if the temptation of improving their bloodline was of no interest to them.

"These cunning foxes, not one of them fell for it!" Hunyu cursed inwardly.

He had originally planned to be the last one to enter, but seeing this scene, he became quite furious.

Seeing this, Hun Ruoruo was somewhat surprised and casually asked, "Is there some particular order to the order in which the ingredients are placed in the pot?"

“Of course there are.” Soul Jade sighed helplessly. “When Gu worms fight, the ones who always benefit are the ones hiding in the dark. Once they enter the Gu and absorb the blood pool first, they are in the dark while we are in the light, which is obviously more passive.”

Hun Ruoruo hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently.

Those who survived and emerged victorious from the brutal competition of the Soul Clan were certainly not fools.

However, just as she was about to speak again, a deep voice suddenly rang out from the other side—

"The competition for the Blood Pool is extremely fierce. As we are among the top-ranked individuals on the list, I'm afraid that you and I will attract considerable hostility."

Looking in the direction of the sound, Hunfeng slowly walked forward, smiling as he extended his hand: "Since there are no rules to bind us, I think we can perhaps be partners before the final competition."

"you!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Hunyu's expression suddenly changed, becoming terrifyingly gloomy.

Hunfeng, however, did not pay attention to the other party's gaze, but looked at the girl earnestly with sincere eyes.

After a while, Hun Ruoruo sighed softly and said with interest, "It sounds like a good idea."

Hun Yu's pupils constricted sharply, and she instinctively began to speak, "Miss, you—"

However, the next moment, it was interrupted by the girl's soft and elegant voice.

"It's just a pity." Hun Ruoruo glanced at Hun Feng with a half-smile: "You are not worthy to touch my hand."

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl lightly touched the ground with her toes, and her graceful figure with flowing white hair passed by everyone and went straight into the secret realm.

"leave!"

Seeing that Hun Ruoruo had entered first, the people around her immediately stopped worrying and rushed into the secret realm.

Under such circumstances, even a moment's delay could mean missing a golden opportunity, so naturally no one would pay attention to Hunfeng's movements.

Their only goal is to achieve their own interests!

Most of the figures on the field disappeared instantly.

Only Hunfeng remained standing still, his outstretched hand frozen in mid-air, without making the slightest movement.

His eyes were calm, and his expression was calm, as if the previous disregard had no effect on him.

"Ah"

He shook his head and sighed, then picked up his training robe, slowly wiped his hands, and said with a smile, "As expected of an imperial daughter, she should be so aloof."

"It was I who was being a bit presumptuous. As a woman, especially a married woman, I shouldn't have been in contact with other men. What a blunder!"

After saying that, he slapped his forehead, stopped lingering, and started walking towards the secret realm.

After Hun Feng left, Hun Yu, who had been pretending to be dazed, finally shivered, stopped pretending, and scurried inside, completely ignoring the strange looks from the crowd behind him.

Soul Jade: Heh heh, I managed to survive until the very end!
(End of this chapter)