Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 786 Xun'er's Mother?! (Second update, coming soon!)

After seeing Tongxuan off, an old man in a white robe slowly entered the room. Upon seeing the girl's gloomy expression, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Miss."

The old man in white robes said softly.

"what"

Xun'er suddenly snapped out of her daze. Upon seeing who it was, her tense body relaxed slightly, and she forced a smile: "Elder Lin."

She took a deep breath, her expression gradually returning to calm, and said apologetically, "I was thinking about something earlier, which took up some time. Please forgive me, Elder Lin."

Seeing the girl's forced composure, Elder Lin shook his head, knocked on the door, and walked in with a hunched back.

“Even if you feel resentful, it’s all just empty talk if you overwork yourself.” He sat down with a chuckle. “Miss, you are in the prime of your life. Don’t be like those old men.”

"But isn't all my current effort just empty talk?" Xun'er smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I thought that by establishing the Ancient Society, I could make those old guys take the continent's situation seriously. I never expected that they would be so stubborn and dull-witted. Even when I showed them the clues of the cooperation between the Pill Tower and the Soul Hall, they just took it as a joke!"

"It's not so much a joke as it is that those old fogies in the clan council didn't take the fallen Pill Tower seriously at all, but instead chose the seemingly strong but actually weak Medicine Clan as their partner!"

Xun'er's eyes darkened, filled with a coldness completely different from her usual tranquility, and her voice was icy: "These arrogant, short-sighted, and pedantic people are not only not stopped by the clan, but are allowed to represent our ancient clan. How can they not be corrupt?!"

Elder Lin sighed softly, wanting to say something, but ultimately he was not as unrestrained as Xun'er, so he could only try to smooth things over by saying, "Miss, even though the Pill Tower is quite powerful, it still lacks the foundation of the Medicine Clan."

"As descendants of the former Medicine Emperor, cooperating with the Medicine Clan is undoubtedly the safest choice."

"safe?"

Xun'er sneered, her eyes filled with disappointment: "Elder Lin, do you know how long it has been since the last time a ninth-grade alchemist was born in the Medicine Clan?"

"This"

Elder Lin was clearly stumped by the question.

The birth of a ninth-grade alchemist is a major event that attracts much attention, even across the entire eight clans. If the Medicine Clan were to produce a new Grandmaster, they would certainly hold a grand celebration.

Such a grand event had not occurred for over two hundred years.
It can be said that the gap in the number of ninth-grade alchemists in the Medicine Clan was longer than that in the Central Plains and the Pill Tower!

"On the other hand, what about the Pill Tower?" Xun'er asked again before Elder Lin could speak.

At this point, Elder Lin's eyes glazed over, and he could no longer utter a word.

As one of the people who accompanied Xun'er on her training trip to Zhongzhou, no one knew better than him how shocking the scene they witnessed was.

Accompanied by countless spectators from Zhongzhou, the two of them witnessed the birth of a ninth-grade alchemist!
The culprit behind all of this was none other than the Soul Clan demoness whom Tongxuan hated to the core—

"You should know, all of this is because of Hun Ruoruo."

Upon hearing the name 'Hun Ruoruo', Elder Lin's body trembled violently, and his old face twitched slightly. Clearly, this name held immense power and even fear in his heart.

"Ugh"

After an unknown amount of time, Elder Lin finally sighed and said with a wry smile, "Miss, I have always known that you are right."

Xun'er's pupils contracted slightly, and she couldn't help but ask, "Then why?"

Elder Lin remained silent, only shaking his head. He looked up at the window and saw that the clear sky was now covered with thick clouds, which obscured the horizon, creating a heavy and oppressive atmosphere that made it hard to breathe.

"The trend of the times is irreversible, and even I, an old man, cannot change it."

Elder Lin's voice was low, yet tinged with a sense of helplessness: "Even if I am willing to risk my life to work with Miss, others may not have the same resolve."

"I have never married in my life, and my parents have long since passed away. Although I have become an elder of this ancient clan from another clan, I am ultimately just a lonely man. When I die, I will just die. But others are different. They have their own children and their own parents. In this ancient realm, they are intertwined and deeply rooted."

"Tell me, what makes you think you can persuade others?"

The old man's words were filled with hardship and helplessness; though every sentence spoke of resistance, every word carried a hint of compromise.

Gazing into those weathered, aged eyes, Xun'er seemed momentarily lost in thought. After a long silence, she still asked, unwilling to give up, "As long as you have the strength..."

Before he could finish speaking, Elder Lin shook his head as if he had already anticipated this, and said in a low voice, "Girl, you must know that no matter how unified the goals are in the establishment of a force, it is impossible to guarantee that it will last from beginning to end. Time will change everything."

"The clan elders have grown wildly for thousands of years and are no longer what they used to be. Not to mention you, even the clan chief may not be able to make changes in the face of this entrenched monster."

Elder Lin's eyes held a complex expression, and he said in a barely audible voice, "Perhaps you should understand him."

In an instant, Xun'er sat up from her seat, staring intently at the old man in front of her, unusually losing her composure.

"What exactly do you know?"

Xun'er's lips trembled slightly, and even her voice changed tone.

She had a vague premonition that what the other person was talking about was very likely related to something she had been unwilling to face but desperately craved!
No, a more appropriate term than "thing" should be...
people.

"The old lady has little influence, so how could she possibly know the clan chief's secrets?"

Elder Lin smiled bitterly and said softly, "If there's anything to be praised about me, it's that this old man has some discernment and has been relatively obedient to the elders, which is why they chose me and ultimately sent me to your side."

"Then why?"

"Hehe, although I am not of high status, the important figures I served in the past all had very impressive backgrounds. On many occasions, I learned about 'that person' from their conversations."

"That lord?"

"Oh, Miss, why pretend you don't understand?"

Looking at the girl whose pupils were constantly contracting, Elder Lin sighed and said sternly, word by word, "You should know very well that the person I am talking about is none other than the former president of the clan council and the matriarch of the ancient clan!"

"Om-"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xun'er felt as if her spine had been removed, and she slumped back into her seat, trembling, her mind blank.

Deep within her memory, countless fragmented figures converged at this moment, eventually piecing together a faceless, unidentified phantom.

Those were her closest relatives whom Xun'er had never seen or even heard of, yet who were connected to her by blood.

A complete stranger whom she had never called out to in her entire life.

"Mother."

(End of this chapter)