Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 827 Xun'er: What do you smell like?! (4k6, two chapters combined!)
Main city, clan council.

As the central hub of power for the ancient clan, its prosperity even surpasses that of the clan chief's residence, with countless magnificent buildings standing tall, exuding an ancient and majestic aura.

Inside the hall, the lights were bright, and on the huge round table, rows of elderly figures stood like pillars, creating an extremely somber and solemn atmosphere.

How is Xun'er doing?

At one end of the round table, an elderly man dressed in a magnificent robe surveyed the room and asked in a calm tone.

"With the help of those medicine clan allies, the young lady's injuries have been temporarily stopped. She should be able to make a full recovery before the Heavenly Tomb opens."

An elder spoke slowly, his expression particularly somber.

"Just to stop the injury?"

Upon hearing this, a shadow crossed the old man's eyes.

For the ancient clan, the acquisition of a divine bloodline is undoubtedly the greatest unexpected joy of this coming-of-age ceremony. Even the deaths of Yang Hao and others are not something the clan elders care about.

However, Xun'er's final action was undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely ruining the reputation of the clan elders.

The elderly man in fine clothes snorted coldly and slammed his palm on the table, clearly on the verge of exploding in anger.

In fact, not only him, but even the three-year-old children in the ancient clan already knew that the ancient clan's carefully planned dominant position in this coming-of-age ceremony had completely become a wedding dress for the Xiao and Hun clans.

The reason for this was actually two young people who were not even half a century old!

For an ancient tribe that revered elders, this was an utter disgrace!
"The alliance was destroyed, the prodigy was killed, the elders were humiliated. Even Xun'er, the young master of my ancient clan, who risked burning her bloodline, was no match for the other side. This is truly outrageous!"

"Gu Shan, calm down."

Suddenly, an old and cold voice came from behind. Following the gaze, it was none other than Elder Tongxuan, who had targeted Xiao Yan in every way that day.

At this moment, Tongxuan had lost his previous dignified and benevolent appearance. His face was now gloomy and eerie. He said coldly, "The Xiao Hun Alliance has now been formed, and Miss has already stated on behalf of our clan that she will not pursue the matter. Targeting them now will only continue to damage the reputation of our ancient clan."

"Tch, Tongxuan, so you do know about reputation?"

Gu Shan sneered, his tone full of bewilderment: "You announced the termination of the Xiao-Gu Alliance ahead of time, and were even frightened into kneeling and kowtowing by a junior. I thought you, a member of an outsider clan, were planning to switch to the Soul Clan. It turns out you did this to protect the reputation of my Gu Clan."

"you!"

Tongxuan's eyes turned cold, but he dared not speak out against his anger.

As one of the oldest half-saints of the ancient clan, he was highly respected among the younger generation, but due to his status as a member of a different clan, he could never truly be promoted from elder, and naturally could not compare to the status of the other clan elder.

After all, among the ancient clans, strength is not the only measure; status and age are equally important.

His face turned ashen, and Tongxuan took a deep breath, forcing back his anger as he said, "This is not the first or second time that Miss has disobeyed the orders of my clan elders. If it weren't for her repeated protection, how would those little beasts from the Xiao and Hun clans dare to insult my ancient clan like this?"

"Not only that, she also relies on her status as the clan chief's daughter to treat us elders as nothing! With such a mindset, how can she lead our clansmen onto the right path if she were to hold power in the future?!"

His words were harsh and furious, causing several elders with lower cultivation levels in the audience to change their expressions slightly and remain silent.

Gu Shan, as a clan elder, also had a gloomy look in his eyes, clearly realizing the seriousness of the matter.

If it were any other day, given the authority of the clan elders, they would probably have already stripped the other party of their qualification to become the young master according to the clan rules, in order to maintain their unquestionable authority.

But ironically, it was Xun'er who defied the clan elders.

In terms of identity, she is the daughter of the former president and the current clan leader. In terms of talent, she possesses one of only two acquired divine bloodlines in the tens of thousands of years of the ancient clan's history.

Among all these titles, the title of "Young Master" is even the most insignificant.

It wasn't that Xun'er longed to become the young master, but rather that the position of young master was always meant for her alone.

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After a moment of silence, Gu Shan sighed and said heavily, "Even the guild master is troubled by Miss's matter. As things stand, we can only wait for his decree for now."

"Tongxuan, sit down. You should know that the allocation of those spots is the most important part of this meeting."

Upon hearing this, everyone froze for a moment. Even with Tongxuan's temperament, he had no choice but to restrain himself, bow, and return to his seat.

Clearly, the most important thing right now is determining who gets the spots.

Gu Shan frowned: "As everyone should know, there are a total of sixteen spots for entering the Heavenly Tomb. Among the eight ancient clans, each clan has two spots. However, due to the Xiao Hun Alliance, the spot that originally belonged to the Xiao clan is probably out of reach for my Gu clan."

“But our ancient clan should have arranged for six people to enter the Heavenly Tomb this time. Even if the ancient demon is now only a remnant soul, there are still five people. That means there are three places short.” An elder said in a low voice.

“Well, apart from the Ancient Demon, the four commanders of the Black Annihilation Army, as well as the Grand Commander, should all be qualified to enter. Even if we remove the weakest Grand Commander and the Ancient Demon, there should still be at least four spots,” Elder Gu Qian pondered.

Since the Xiao Clan left Zhongzhou, the quota for the Heavenly Tomb has always belonged to the Ancient Clan. Because of this, the Elders' Council has long regarded it as part of the distribution of benefits. Now that it has been suddenly returned, they are naturally unwilling.

Tongxuan was clearly aware of this problem as well. After a moment's thought, he suddenly said slowly, "In that case, why not allocate the Spirit Race's quota to our race?"

"Eldar?"

These words immediately drew a bright look from everyone.

“It just so happens that the Spirit Clan is absent this time, so this is just right.” Gu Shan nodded approvingly. “After all, the Heavenly Tomb is under the control of our Ancient Clan. Since they are not coming, we naturally do not need to give away our quotas.”

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room nodded, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

As the current owner of the Heavenly Tomb, deciding the ownership of the vacant spots is naturally a piece of cake. Even if the Soul Clan wanted to interfere with the Ancient Clan's decision, they would be powerless to do so.

"Since there are no objections, then this matter is settled. Two days from now will be the time for the Heavenly Tomb to open. At that time, please keep a close eye on Xiao Yan and let him know that even if he has allied himself with the Soul Clan, he is not worthy to run wild on the territory of my Ancient Clan!"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the elders present bowed respectfully, then slowly rose and left the main hall one after another.

Elder Tongxuan gazed at the increasingly empty hall, but did not rise to leave. Instead, he asked in a gloomy tone, "President, what do you think of that little beast Xiao Yan?"

Na Gushan remained silent for a moment, then his eyes flickered slightly, and he slowly uttered a single word, "If this child is not eliminated, he will surely become a great threat."

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Tongxuan's eyes were somewhat cold. Even if he didn't want to believe it, he had to admit that the other party's existence had seriously threatened the younger generation of the ancient clan.

“What about the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade? Given the situation of the Xiao family back then, this jade must have been on that little beast Xiao Yan! And the reason he was able to make a contract with the Soul Clan was probably because he gave the jade away on his own initiative,” Tong Xuan said in a low voice.

Seeing this, Gu Shan's eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not lose his composure as before. Instead, as if he had expected it, he gave a faint sneer.

"Do you think the president would overlook something you can think of?"

With a smile and a knowing shrewd grin, Gu Shan said jokingly, "Don't forget what he relied on to achieve his current status."

"You mean?"

Upon seeing the other party's expression, Tongxuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and then a strange smile slowly appeared on his face.

"I never expected that the president would pay so much attention to such trivial matters. No wonder he was able to unify the clan elders so quickly after the death of the previous president."

"In that case, those two little beasts are probably doomed."

At the young master's residence in the ancient clan, after several days of recuperation, Xun'er's complexion had gradually lost its paleness and regained a rosy hue.

However, even though her injuries had improved, she felt little joy at the moment. Instead, she glared at the smiling girl in front of her with hostility.

"What are you here for?"

Xun'er retorted, "Given your relationship with Brother Xiao Yan, how come you still have time to visit me at a time like this?"

During this period of time, although Xiao Yan often came to visit her, the time they spent together was never long, and he always left in a hurry, as if the words "bewitching" were written all over his face.

Even though Xun'er didn't know much about men, she was absolutely certain that her brother's soul had been stolen by the demoness!
"Isn't visiting your younger sister a sister's natural duty?"

Hun Ruoruo walked into the room with a smile, then her gaze swept over Xun'er with amusement. "Besides, Xun'er, have you forgotten that it was your older sister who helped you change into these clothes? Could it be that you've been borrowing something for so long that you don't plan to return it?"

"Stop making snide remarks. I, Gu Xun'er, am upright and honest, and I would never do such a thing as stealing or cheating!"

Xun'er snorted coldly, "Those old guys in the clan council, I, Gu Xun'er, will make them pay the price sooner or later. When that time comes, even without the Xiao Soul Alliance, the Xiao clan's quota will no longer be swallowed up by my Gu clan."

"Oh?"

Hun Ruoruo didn't rush to respond. Instead, she looked up and down at the bookshelf by the other person's bedside and casually replied, "In that case, I should thank you on behalf of my husband."

After saying that, she suddenly let out a soft "hmm," and then pulled out several strange books with their covers torn off from the most hidden corner. She asked curiously, "By the way, speaking of which, why do you have the sketchbooks I gave you back then, Xun'er? Didn't you burn them all?"

"Hun Ruoruo, you!"

Seeing the slightly curled sketchbook, Xun'er turned pale with fright and jumped up from the bed like a rabbit, snatching the sketchbook back from Hun Ruoruo's hands.

"This, this doesn't count!"

Xun'er clutched the sketchbook tightly with both hands, her pretty face as red as a sunset.

Seeing her empty hands, Hun Ruoruo blinked first, then a mischievous glint flashed in her eyes.

"It seems that little sister Xun'er is quite dishonest."

"I didn't! You barged into someone else's room and peeked at the bookshelf. You're the dishonest one!"

"Oh? Isn't Xun'er the one who loves to talk to her older sister the most? Why is she acting so strangely today? It really makes her older sister sad."

"Hey, you, don't come near me! You wretched woman, you smell weird, didn't you shower last night?"

"Hey, she's very clean. Sister Xun'er, with such hurtful words, it'll be hard for her to lead the ancient clan in the future."

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After a while of playful banter, Xun'er hugged her pillow tightly and said angrily, "Stop!"

Hun Ruoruo immediately raised her hands obediently.

"Tell me, what is it that you came to see me about?" Xun'er asked as calmly as possible, trying to compose herself as her chest heaved.

Based on her understanding of Hun Ruoruo, she naturally couldn't believe that the other party would come to find her without a reason.

With the Tomb of Heaven approaching and the Elders' Council extremely hostile to the newly formed Xiao Hun Alliance, Hun Ruoruo's every move would definitely be under the surveillance of the Ancient Clan. Xun'er would never believe that she would simply let things slide.

"Hehe. It's clear that little Xun'er has indeed grown a lot."

Hun Ruoruo smiled and said, seemingly unintentionally, "This style is somewhat similar to that of the former president of the Ancient Clan Elders' Council."

In an instant, Xun'er's expression changed drastically.

The smile that had lingered on the girl's face vanished instantly, and even her pupils contracted involuntarily. She asked incredulously, "You mean Mother?"

Hun Ruoruo smiled and said, "In the past, I really never thought that Xun'er's mother would have such a great background. After all, even in your ancient clan, it seems that news about her has long been extinct."

Upon hearing this, Xun'er's heart sank, and she immediately lost all hope.

She never expected that Hun Ruoruo's information network was so extensive that she knew everything about her mother's existence and even easily touched the softest spot in her heart.

This cunning and calculating mindset sent a chill down Xun'er's spine.

However, unexpectedly, after realizing Hun Ruoruo's purpose, Xun'er did not show any anxiety, and her tone was surprisingly calm: "What exactly do you know?"

"As I said before, not a lot, but not many either."

Hun Ruoruo played with the strands of hair on her shoulder and said slowly and methodically, "Instead of asking me, perhaps it would be more appropriate to go to Tongxuan, who witnessed your mother's death a thousand years ago."

It's Tongxuan again!

Xun'er's pupils contracted, she took a deep breath, and slowly said, "Telling me this, I suppose, is not out of friendship, is it?"

"What's the price?"

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo's eyes brightened slightly, and she nodded slightly in approval: "As expected of Sister Xun'er, it is indeed easier to do business with you than with others."

After saying that, she slowly stood up and looked out the window, her gaze seemingly trying to pierce through the layers of dark clouds.

"Don't worry, it's just a message, so it won't cost much. In fact, it might even be a good thing for you," Hun Ruoruo said lazily, her gaze slightly narrowed.

"Good thing?"

Xun'er frowned slightly.

"I think you should understand that Xiao Yan's value is far more than just his own."

Hun Ruoruo slowly turned around, her eyes filled with a deep, dark look: "We can both choose not to fight over that thing, but those old dogs will never give up so easily. They will even resort to some extreme measures to get their hands on it."

Xun'er's mouth opened slightly, her eyes already showing a hint of surprise and anger: "You mean the ancient jade?!"

Hun Ruoruo did not answer, but continued to whisper softly: "Looking at the ancient clans, who do you think is the person who can bear the consequences of seizing the jade, and who has enough justification to take that jade?"

Upon hearing this, Xun'er was first taken aback, then her entire body instantly stiffened, and even her lips began to tremble slightly.

A name she had almost never mentioned again quietly surfaced in her mind at this moment—

"Father!!!"

Ancient tribes, places of cultivation.

Above the lush green peaks, a light mist swirls, creating a scene reminiscent of a fairyland.

However, at this moment, Xiao Yan had no interest in appreciating the scenery. His gaze was fixed on the figure in hemp clothing that seemed to be non-existent in front of him, and his body was tense to the extreme.

"Little friend."

The figure in hemp clothing slowly turned around, revealing a calm face that had seen many hardships.

"Long time no see."

(End of this chapter)