Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 777 The Clan Chief's Secluded Training Ground! (Third Update! Thanks to the generous patron, 囧囧哟, for the patronage!)
For three whole days after the Empress's daughter seized the throne, no one in the Soul Realm's main city was active; everyone was running around, announcing to each other.

Even some old monsters who had been hiding in their coffins for many years were forcibly dug out of their graves after this battle, and began to prepare ways to deal with this new young master.

Such a frenzied and crazy scene naturally corresponds to unprecedented expenses.

As the core of the Soul Realm, the area of ​​the Soul Clan's main city is so valuable that it's no exaggeration to say that every inch of land there is precious.

Therefore, the work progress delayed in the main city due to the coronation of the imperial princess during this period of shutdown, when converted into consumption, is almost equivalent to the value of a ninth-grade pill!
Although ninth-grade pills are priceless and cannot be valued in monetary terms, the fact that they can be used as a comparison shows just how exaggeratedly important the Soul Clan is to this new young master.

Furthermore, rumors claim that the clan's losses during this period were personally reimbursed by the clan leader, who was like a god.
Of course, whether some rumors are true or false is unknown to anyone.

The Soul Realm, the Tower of Lamentation.

The girl, dressed in a white dress, sat crouching on a small stool, her big eyes blinking as she looked at the old man with curiosity: "Master, and then what?"

"Um"

The old man flipped through the book in his hand, frowning as he muttered, "Then, the young hero successfully rescued his father, united with heroes from all walks of life, and fought the leader of the demonic sect in a fierce battle, but could never overcome the opponent's masterful demonic arts. In the end, he was forced to perish together with the leader, and only then did peace return to the world."

“Hey,” the blue-haired girl pouted, “That young hero is so pitiful. In this vast world, there isn’t a single person to accompany him to fight that demonic sect leader.”

The old man sighed helplessly and chuckled, "Hehe, perhaps it's because the story has joys and sorrows that it seems so real."

"And what happens next?" the girl asked expectantly.

"The sequel? How would this old man know what the sequel is?" The old man laughed and cried at the same time. "Isn't this so-called story of the young hero and the sect leader all written by you, girl?"

The old man rolled up his book and, imitating a worldly schoolteacher, tapped it on the girl's head.

"Oh!"

A crisp snap of the skull rang out, immediately causing the blue-haired girl's pretty face to droop.

However, this seemingly heartwarming scene would likely shock countless people if it were seen in the outside world.

The reason is simple: the charming girl in front of them, who looks like a girl next door, is none other than the current center of all the talk in the Soul Clan, the young master of the Soul Clan who is revered as the 'Empress'!

Hun Ruoruo was somewhat dissatisfied: "Master, I am already the young clan leader, why are you still hitting my head?"

The old doctor chuckled and raised his eyebrows with an air of nonchalance: "No matter how high your official rank or how strong your abilities are, you're still a long way from shedding your childish identity."

"But I'm already an adult!" Hun Ruoruo retorted.

"Tsk tsk, girl, as a cultivator, reaching adulthood doesn't mean anything." The old man stroked his beard, his expression mocking. "At your level of cultivation, a single period of seclusion would probably take several years. Even if you go another ten or twenty years, you'll still be a little kid."

"That's a stereotype, that's prejudice!"

"Well, you can't say that. As cultivators, we should naturally have our own standards of measurement."

"What standard?"

Hun Ruoruo had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

But the next moment, the old doctor's already smiling face was filled with kindness and gentleness, making her instinctively want to jump up from the stool.

"By the standards of cultivators, one should naturally... well, settle down and start a family." The old doctor coughed lightly and taught with righteous indignation.

Hun Ruoruo's starry eyes widened instantly: "Master, you—"

She was both ashamed and angry. Just as she was about to say something, she heard a series of furtive footsteps outside the door, followed by a tentative knock. "Young Master, I request an audience!" came a trembling voice from outside.

"Soul Jade?" Upon hearing this person's voice, Hun Ruoruo immediately frowned.

Seeing this, the old doctor reacted quickly. Before Hun Ruoruo could react, he activated his holy energy and hurriedly transformed into a streak of light to escape. Only the old man's frivolous voice slowly drifted back.

"Girl, don't blame your teacher for meddling. It's just that time flies and youth fades quickly. When you reach the age of an old man like me, it will probably be too late, hehehe."

"Hey, Master, hey, don't go!"

Hun Ruoruo hurriedly got up, only to find that the room was already empty, with only a faint holy aura remaining.

"That old geezer actually used his Dou Sheng cultivation to escape!" Hun Ruoruo was so angry that she gritted her teeth and shouted, "He told me to settle down and start a family as soon as possible, but he's still an old bachelor himself!"

The person outside the door seemed to have heard the noise and was terrified. "Young...Young Master?"

"Come in!"

Hun Ruoruo said irritably.

The next moment, a trembling figure rushed in and immediately knelt on the ground: "Your subordinate, Hunyu, pays respects to the young clan leader!"

"There's no need to call me Young Clan Chief anymore." Hun Ruoruo waved her hand in annoyance. "In private, just call me Miss, as before."

Upon hearing this, Hunyu was overjoyed and quickly replied, "Yes, Miss!"

Hun Ruoruo glanced at him casually and said, "Speak, what is it?"

"As ordered."

Hunyu bowed respectfully and said, "I have come here on the orders of the clan elders to discuss the quota for the Heavenly Tomb with Miss."

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo finally became somewhat interested.

Due to his identity and cultivation level, Mo Yu naturally couldn't know much about the situation within the Soul Clan.

Therefore, in comparison, the existence of the Soul Jade actually played a good role. If the two of them were to handle the internal and external affairs separately, it would undoubtedly be easier for Soul Ruoruo.

"Elder?" She slightly curled the corners of her lips. "Is it that Soul Origin Heaven?"

“Miss Hui, I am not an Elder of Yuantian.”

Hunyu smiled bitterly: "In accordance with common sense, this matter should indeed be handled by Elder Yuantian, but he disappeared after the Gu War ended that day, and the management of the quotas was handed over to another elder in the clan, Elder Hunyao."

"How did he say?"

"Elder Hunyao said that Miss wants all the Heavenly Tomb slots, and the clan has no objections. However," Hunyu's eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation, "it seems there is something that requires your personal visit before you can obtain the slots."

Seeing Hun Yu's attitude, Hun Ruoruo raised her eyebrows slightly, seemingly understanding something in her heart, but she did not show it on her face, and simply asked in a calm voice, "What is it?"

Hunyu's eyes flickered, and finally he knelt down and bowed his head, repeating each word in a low voice.

"He said that if you want to get all the spots, you must personally go to the clan leader's secluded place!"
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