Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 806 Testing the Xiao Clan's Bloodline?! (3k2, Bonus Chapter Complete, Please Read More!)
To be honest, Hunyu is now kicking himself for it.

If it were an ordinary person, even with the risk of losing their head, countless people would probably rush to do something that would make them the center of attention in front of millions of people.

Apart from the Soul Jade itself.

As the strongest prodigy of the Soul Clan and a descendant of the 'Ghost Monk Soul Slayer' among the Four Demon Saints, Soul Jade has always lived under the constant adoration of a multitude of admirers.

Whether it's cultivation, sparring, or sleeping, even a casually made-up sentence from him can be regarded as gospel by many people, and even inspire many of his peers to follow suit.

He's tired of it.

I get praised for everything I do, and people envy me wherever I go. It's so boring, so incredibly boring.

Especially after being possessed by Hunfeng once, this deep-seated fear became increasingly difficult to shake off, even causing Hunyu to fall into self-doubt at one point.

What's the point of showing off? Do you want to die even faster?

So when he looked at the problem with this mindset, the world suddenly became clear.

He witnessed the spirit wind, which caused quite a stir, and then died mysteriously. To this day, the cause of his death remains unclear, and no one seems to care about it.

It looks like a stray dog ​​by the roadside.

He then looked at the younger generation of the ancient clan, who were arrogant and domineering as if they were the rulers of the eight clans, but in reality, they didn't even know their own limitations.

If one fails to recognize their own status in front of the young master and the prince consort, then their fate will be the same as that of Hunfeng.

He still preferred to live.

"Alas, I, Hunyu, only sought to survive, but I never imagined that this opportunity to shine in front of everyone would always fall on my head. It seems that following the young master and the prince consort, my life is destined to be anything but peaceful."

Hunyu clasped his hands together, revealing a hint of monk's sorrow, and murmured to himself, "Fate, suffering indeed."

Hearing Hunyu's self-talk, Xiao Yan's lips twitched slightly. He reached out and tapped the armrest, saying, "Hey."

"Here we are!"

Hunyu jolted, sprang to his feet, almost standing up from his seat, and hurriedly asked with a forced smile, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"

Seeing this, Xiao Yan rubbed his throbbing temples and couldn't help but close his eyes, no longer looking at him: "Let me ask you, where is Ruoruo now?"

"Little Lord?"

Hunyu paused for a moment, then surprisingly did not answer immediately. Instead, he winked and said with a forced smile, "It cannot be said, it cannot be said."

Soul Jade's appearance was already quite effeminate, and now, coupled with that smirking expression, it looked truly bizarre no matter how you looked at it.

Xiao Yan, wanting to avoid seeing it, closed his eyes and asked, "Is this Ruoruo's intention?"

Given Hunyu's style of doing things, whether he is loyal or not is another matter, but at the very least, he would never dare not fail to do what he is supposed to do.

Therefore, this so-called act of keeping things mysterious could only have come from Ruoruo's idea.

"I don't understand what the young master is thinking either."

Hunyu smiled wryly, but then suddenly revealed a serious expression and said earnestly, "However, there is one thing she asked me to convey to you."

"What?"

"Young Master said she will always be watching over you."

Hun Yu's expression was unusually different from his usual nonchalant demeanor. He spoke softly, word by word, "I urge you to reclaim the glory and dignity that belong to you."

"Not only for her, but also for yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan's pupils shrank.

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After a long while, he moved his lips slightly, reached his hand to his chest, and through the thick ancient clothes, touched the metallic card and the heart beating vividly below.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Yan's gaze gradually softened, and his consciousness seemed to return to that night in Wutan City, where his father entrusted his young son with his instructions and the boy made a promise to the girl.

"Ah."

Because the appearance of the Soul Clan delayed a lot of time, the pace of the game seemed to quicken. Before long, Yang Hao's results were announced to everyone.

On the vast star chart, six brilliant stars slowly emerged, accompanied by golden glimmers, exuding an ancient and desolate aura.

"Yang Hao, the third commander of the Black Annihilation Army, with the strength of a five-star Dou Zun and the bloodline level of a sixth-grade rank, has been granted a golden clan emblem after discussion and resolution by the clan elders!"

These words immediately drew envy from everyone present, and even many members of the eight clans couldn't help but glance at Yang Hao.

Upon receiving the golden clan emblem, Yang Hao's eyes were filled with joy. He immediately knelt on one knee and accepted the clan emblem personally bestowed upon him by Ling Feng.

"Elder, rest assured, I will make Xiao Yan pay for the loss of my son!" Yang Hao couldn't contain his joy and immediately clasped his hands in a fist and transmitted his voice.

However, to everyone's surprise, Ling Feng's expression did not change at all after hearing these words. Instead, he calmly transmitted his voice into Ling Feng's ears.

"No need."

Before Yang Hao could even express his surprise, he heard the other party's icy voice, which pierced his soul like an ice pick. "The life of the Xiao clan's descendant will naturally be taken by someone."

Upon hearing this, Yang Hao's eyes widened in shock, and he almost instinctively exclaimed, "You mean..."

"The clan emblem has been engraved. You may leave now," Ling Feng said calmly.

Sensing the warm fluctuations emanating from between his eyebrows, Yang Hao was overjoyed. He immediately bowed, accepted the order, and withdrew.

On the throne of the Xiao Clan, Xiao Yan frowned as he gazed at the scene before him, then asked with some doubt, "What exactly do these so-called clan markings and ranks refer to?"

Although he already knew something about the eight ancient clans, Xiao Yan knew almost nothing about the most important things, such as bloodlines and clan markings.

Even knowing that Ruoruo possesses divine bloodline and is incomparably noble, they do not have a clear understanding of this nobility, so naturally they do not feel much about it.

However, it now seems that this so-called divine bloodline is far rarer and more noble than he imagined!

"The so-called bloodline power is divided into ten grades, with grade one being the lowest and grade ten being the highest. Generally speaking, only those whose bloodline reaches grade four or above are qualified to participate in the coming-of-age ceremony. This person has reached grade six, which is quite good among the ancient clans."

Hunyu explained in a low voice, "As for the golden clan mark, it is a means that the Dou Di family has inherited since ancient times, which can make the bloodline power surge, thereby increasing strength."

"These clan markings are generally divided into four levels: silver, gold, purple gold, and seven-colored gold, which are distinguished by color. This person possesses the second to last level, the gold clan marking."

Xiao Yan frowned even more: "Only four kinds?"

As far as he knew, the clan markings on Ruoruo's forehead had as many as nine colors, far exceeding the highest level of this so-called seven-colored gold.

Soul Jade seemed to have anticipated this, and immediately lowered his voice, saying, "What the Prince Consort says is quite true. In fact, looking back at the ancient times, the seven-colored gold was indeed not the highest-grade clan emblem."

"At that time, numerous emperors stood side by side, and imperial clans sprang up like mushrooms after rain, creating an unprecedented era. To distinguish the strength of these emperor bloodlines, the clan crests were graded into seven types."

Seven kinds?

"That's right. Seven-colored gold is the symbol of initially entering the divine bloodline. Above that are eight-colored acquired divine blood, nine-colored innate divine blood, and the legendary and most terrifying ten-colored primordial divine blood!"

Soul Jade recalled the scene from the previous Gu battle, and ripples of emotion welled up in her eyes. She whispered, "And these ten-colored Origin Divine Items have only been possessed by two people throughout history."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan seemed to realize something, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he murmured, "You mean?"

Hun Yu nodded and said frankly, "It is indeed the Soul Emperor and Emperor Xiao."

Before Xiao Yan could react, he heard him sigh deeply and continue to murmur softly—

"But now, this unprecedented supreme bloodline has a third person."

In an instant, Xiao Yan felt his very soul tremble for a moment, and he almost instantly raised his head, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Hun Yu lowered his eyelids slightly, seemingly unaware of the other party's strangeness, and simply said softly, "You should understand now what the young master means to the Soul Clan."

"This path is difficult, perhaps even more fatal than the current difficulties posed by the ancient clans. I'm not saying this to discourage you, but to say that among the difficulties you face, what you're facing now may only be the beginning."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange commotion suddenly broke out on the field, and the star chart belonging to the ancient clan had somehow been moved to the center of the high platform.

In Lingfeng's hands, what replaced it was an ancient star chart covered with mottled marks and looking somewhat devoid of its spirituality.

"These old bastards, they really haven't given up their wicked intentions."

Upon seeing this object, Hunyu's eyes immediately darkened, and even Moyu, who had been silent all along, couldn't help but let a hint of murderous intent flash in his old eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey! Lingfeng, this is your ancient clan's coming-of-age ceremony, why did you take this out?"

Not far away, Mang Tianchi slammed his fist on the table and stood up, his old face unusually showing a hint of anger. He shouted, "At this point, your ancient clan still brings out this thing. What are you up to? Have you lost your conscience?!"

Although only Mang Tianchi spoke, even the other members of the eight clans couldn't help but frown slightly, and even Gu Qingyang's face turned somewhat gloomy.

Only where the Medicine Clan was located, a young man dressed in a black robe revealed half of his chin with a sinister smile.

Xiao Yan frowned: "What exactly is that?"

Although the ancient star chart in Ling Feng's hand was almost identical to that of the ancient clan, the fluctuations on its surface were completely different. Coupled with the reactions of the people around him, he naturally felt a bit strange as well.

Upon hearing this, Hunyu closed his eyes completely and calmly said, "That is... the Xiao Clan's test star chart."

He knew that for Xiao Yan, one explanation would suffice.

As expected, upon hearing Hunyu's words, Xiao Yan's expression immediately darkened, and a rare cold glint appeared in his eyes.

At this point, even though he didn't understand the process of testing the bloodlines of the eight clans, he had already easily figured out the ancient clan's intentions.

This ancient clan's elders' council is truly putting the Xiao clan in a very difficult position.
The next moment, under everyone's watchful eyes, Ling Feng took a step forward, his palms constantly forming hand seals, and an ancient and mysterious unfamiliar pattern quietly appeared on the star chart.

Using their remaining impressions of the supreme overlord from a thousand years ago, the others on the field finally recognized the origin of the mark—

Xiao clan crest!

With a faint smile, Ling Feng turned his gaze for the first time towards the direction of the Xiao Clan's throne, staring intently at the young figure, and commanded in a booming voice:
"Next up, the Xiao Clan, Xiao Yan!"

(End of this chapter)