Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 854 Xun'er: Help Me Slaughter My Clan (3k9, Bonus Chapter Combining Two Chapters!)
Ancient tribe, ancient world.

With a loud 'bang,' the round table of the clan council, which had never been shaken for years, suddenly had a huge handprint on it.

"This is absolutely outrageous!"

A sprightly old man stood up abruptly, his face full of anger, and shouted, "They killed my prodigy and stole my spot! Does the Xiao Hun Alliance think the Ancient Realm is their own backyard?!"

"What the elder of the Guxin clan said is very true."

Elder Tongxuan stood up and echoed, "In my opinion, the wolfish ambitions of the Xiao Hun Alliance are already obvious. If our clan continues to sit idly by, I'm afraid that once the Heavenly Tomb is over, the crimes that originally belonged to the Soul Clan will be pinned on our Ancient Clan!"

Upon hearing this, everyone at the round table turned grim, clearly furious.

In recent days, the reputation of his ancient clan has suffered a devastating blow.

Because of the coming-of-age ceremony, those forces that had previously been subtly biased towards the ancient races quickly changed their attitudes and returned to neutrality.

Those forces that were already wary of the ancient races, while not falling to one-sidedness, were equally vigilant and fearful. Some even moved their entire clans away from the Eastern Region!
Such losses can only be described as devastating.
"Hmph, you still have the nerve to say that?"

Just as Tongxuan and his companion were praising the event, a strange, aged voice suddenly rang out.

Upon closer inspection, an elderly man dressed in a magnificent golden robe had already stood up leisurely.

"you"

Upon seeing the robes so different from his own, Tongxuan's expression changed drastically, turning somewhat ugly. He said in a gloomy tone, "I wonder what your brilliant idea is?"

"Hmph, I wouldn't call it insightful, but we Golden Sleeves have no reason to take orders from you, the White Robe faction, for the trouble you've caused."

The man in the golden robe stroked his beard and said calmly, "In order to attract other forces to respect our clan, according to the tradition of the clan elders' council, the ancient sheep clan elder who is in charge of temple sacrifices will allocate a large amount of clan resources every year to invite powerful figures from all sides to participate in our clan's grand event."

"But according to him, in just one month, nearly fifty years of our clan's efforts have been destroyed in an instant!"

After speaking, the man in the golden robe looked at Tongxuan with a forced smile on his face: "Tongxuan, tell me, who should bear the responsibility for this crime to the old man?"

"what?!"

Upon hearing the name 'Gu Yang', everyone present had a slight tremor in their pupils. Even a few elderly people who had been concentrating with their eyes closed couldn't help but open their eyes slightly, their expressions solemn.

"I never expected that even the elder of the Guyang clan, who is in charge of the ancestral temple sacrifices, would be alarmed!"

"As one of the representatives of the 'Golden Sleeves,' he has always disagreed with the 'White Robe.' This time, Tongxuan and his lineage are likely to suffer a great loss."

"It's alright. The white-robed ones have always been extremely arrogant, relying on the president's favor. It's not necessarily a bad thing to take this opportunity to suppress their arrogance."

The hushed whispers of the crowd caused Tongxuan's body to stiffen abruptly, and even his cloudy old eyes were filled with a hint of fear.

"Damn it, isn't that old monster supposed to be living a secluded life in the ancestral temple? Why would he choose a time like this to make things difficult for us white-robed monks?!"

Tongxuan was furious inside, but dared not say a word on the surface. He suppressed his anger as much as possible and said, "The matter of the coming-of-age ceremony was personally approved by the guild master, and the clan leader's opinion was also consulted. It was a death order! Are you Golden Sleeves questioning his decision?"

"Hehe. How the president gives orders is his business. How you, Tongxuan, carry them out is your business as his subordinate."

The man in the golden robe sneered and said slowly and deliberately, "Tongxuan, if you're not good enough, don't blame the road for being uneven."

"You and Gu Shan are two pieces of trash, you have really lowered the bar for our clan elders."

"What did you say?"

Upon hearing this, not only did Tongxuan's face turn red, but even Gu Shan, who was sitting quietly at the side of the round table, couldn't help but slam his fist on the table and stand up, his eyes filled with ferocity.

The scene of the Spirit Clan's self-destruction had become a nightmare for him, lingering for a long time. Now that the other party had brought it up, it was like rubbing salt into the wound!

"What, you still have objections?"

The man in the golden robe smiled, his eyes playful: "An old fellow who was played for a fool by that brat of the Soul Clan who is less than half a century old, to be honest, I really don't know what face you have to continue sitting in this elder's seat."

"Hmph, utterly ridiculous!"

Gu Shan's neck turned bright red, and bloodshot veins spread across his eyes: "Faced with the self-destruction of that Spirit Clan member, do you think you, Golden Sleeve, could have stopped it?!"

"Stop? Why should we stop?"

The man in the golden robe glanced at him with some surprise, then chuckled and said, "Then the Soul Clan's willingness to admit to destroying the Spirit Clan is exactly what our clan wanted."

"Nonsense! How could other groups easily believe such a flimsy excuse?!"

"There is no need for other races to believe that with the current strength of my ancient race, it is more than enough to fight against the Soul Race."

A hint of confidence flashed in the golden-robed man's eyes as he slowly said, "Under these circumstances, all my clan needs to prove its status as the leader of the eight clans is a single battle!"

Upon hearing this, all the members of the clan council stood up and stared intently at the other party.

"Gu Sheng, do you know what you're saying?"

"Our ancient people have always won people over with virtue. How can we be the first to start a war against others?"

The majority of those on the field were still in white robes, so naturally they would not agree to such a crazy idea as starting a war so easily.

"Why are you all in such a hurry? This is not my idea alone, but the idea of ​​the Ancient Sheep Clan Elder!"

Gu Sheng's expression was cold as he declared in a high-profile manner: "Once the Heavenly Tomb is over, our clan will be able to mobilize our troops to capture the young master of the Soul Clan and Xiao Yan, search their souls and seize their spirits, and thoroughly investigate the matter of the Spirit Clan."

"And when that time comes, if the Soul Clan dares to invade the borders of the Ancient Realm, our clan will not only be able to seize the opportunity to firmly hold the title of the head of the eight clans, but the false claim of destroying the Spirit Clan will naturally fall apart on its own!"

"This"

Upon hearing Gu Sheng's words, everyone present exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with shock.

Within the clan elders' council, the Golden Sleeve faction has always been extremely fond of fighting and brave, but due to the constraints imposed by the White Robe faction, they have been unable to realize this ambition for a long time.

The news of the Spirit Race's annihilation has undoubtedly greatly encouraged these warlike individuals.
"Hmph, that's easy for you to say. But what about the Soul Clan's accompanying elder, Soul Extinction? How are we supposed to deal with that?"

Gu Shan, though somewhat blustering, still stubbornly said, "Don't forget, the Lord of the Soul Palace has slaughtered countless Saints. Below the Five-Star Dou Sheng level, I'm afraid no one is his match!"

"Hehe, no matter how strong a four-star Dou Sheng is, he is still just a four-star Dou Sheng."

Gu Sheng seemed completely unconcerned, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes: "Since he hasn't reached the five-star level, he has no say in the affairs of Jinxiu."

"you!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Shan and Tong Xuan's expressions changed drastically.

"Alright, you losers, stop embarrassing yourselves in front of me."

Gu Sheng waved his hand, a chilling smile spreading across his lips: "Elders, prepare for battle." "This time, unless the Xiao Hun Alliance can take the entire Heavenly Tomb away from the Ancient Clan, they will have no chance of escape!!"

"You want to take the entire Heavenly Tomb away from the Ancient Clan? You scoundrel, you're still as crazy as ever."

Taking a sip of the warm wine, Xiao Xuan couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

"If you want to succeed, you must do what ordinary people dare not do and think what ordinary people dare not think."

The scholar leaned against a tree, gazing at the swirling snowflakes in the sky, and said softly, "At our level, we should understand this better than anyone else."

"Hmph, I must say, your girl does resemble you quite a bit. Even that brat from my clan has been infected by her quite a bit. She even wiped out those two old men from the Medicine Clan without any qualms."

Xiao Xuan snorted coldly, clearly quite dissatisfied with this.

"Although he and those two from the Medicine Clan had no personal grudges, they did have a 'struggle for the Dao.' The fact that he could strike without any mercy must make you more gratified than anyone else, right?"

As if he could see right through the other person's thoughts, the scholar's lips curled slightly, and he said with a faint smile.

"Shameless old scoundrel, after all these years, I still can't stand your mind-reading ability!"

Xiao Xuan cursed and swore, immediately losing all interest in continuing the conversation.

"Alright, those two little ones have important things to do later. As their ancestor, I still need to arrange accommodations for them. This room, which took me a thousand years to prepare, doesn't have room for those energetic young couples."

He stood up, looked at his aged face in the snow water, smacked his lips with a somewhat unpleasant expression, and was about to walk into the palace.

However, just as he had taken two steps, the scholar beside him seemed to have seen something and suddenly let out a soft "Eh."

"Ok?"

Xiao Xuan turned around in response, took a closer look, and froze on the spot: "That is..."

In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, two figures dressed in black robes were seen walking through the snow, their steps unsteady as they made their way towards the palace.

"The bloodline fluctuations of a monkey?"

Xiao Xuan frowned and murmured, "No, it's not just the monkey. The little girl also carries Xiuyi's scent."

"Could she be the Xun'er that the girl and boy were talking about?!"

Upon hearing this, the scholar remained silent, simply observing the scene before him, seemingly unconcerned about being discovered by the other party.

One step, two steps
With a "thump," Gu Qingyang, who had been following behind, finally ran out of strength and collapsed completely into the snow-covered ground paved with the energy of the Heavenly Tomb.

"Little Lord."

Gu Qingyang called out weakly.

With his strength, he had already exhausted all his resources to accompany Xun'er into the core of the third level. Therefore, the heavy snow, which was filled with the pressure of the Heavenly Tomb, became an insurmountable chasm for him.

"Gu Qingyang, you did a great job."

Xun'er didn't turn around, but said calmly, "Stay with me here."

Upon hearing this, Gu Qingyang's brows relaxed, as if he had completely unloaded all his burdens. He buried his head in the snow, revealing a look of relieved piety.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Upon hearing the words "Your Majesty," Xun'er paused slightly, but continued walking step by step through the snow without stopping.

Finally, the distant, unreachable palace gradually magnified in my eyes, and I could vaguely make out two figures sitting cross-legged under a tree, amidst rising mist and frost, discussing philosophy over wine.

"You finally found your way here."

As if sensing the girl's arrival, the scholar in white put down his wine cup and chuckled softly.

"call"

Xun'er's pupils were slightly unfocused, but she still insisted on raising her frozen red hands and stiffly clasping her fists: "Junior Gu Xun'er greets the clan leader and Senior Xiao Xuan."

Upon hearing this, the scholar narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a long while, he revealed a rare hint of approval: "Being able to guess my movements, just based on this alone, you have already surpassed Gu Yuan by a great deal."

"I am neither as intelligent as my elder sister nor as resolute as Brother Xiao Yan. I am simply gambling."

Xun'er's frosty eyelashes trembled slightly as she lowered her eyes and spoke.

"Gambling is also a kind of inner strength."

The scholar smiled slightly, glanced at the old man in the blue robe beside him, and slowly said, "Having the courage to gamble, in a sense, already puts you far ahead of others."

Xiao Xuan's expression darkened slightly, but he remained silent.

"Hehe, let's leave the small talk here."

The scholar smiled gently, his eyes deep and unfathomable: "I wonder what your purpose is in coming to find me, young friend?"

Upon hearing the words "young friend," Xiao Xuan, who was standing to the side, frowned almost imperceptibly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Given his relationship with the Soul Emperor, he naturally couldn't be unaware of the immense weight contained in the other party's address of "young friend."

It can be said that, looking across the entire Dou Qi Continent over the past thousand years, there are no more than five people who can be called that!

"This girl"

Xiao Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, but a hint of curiosity also arose in his heart.

As expected, Xun'er trembled upon hearing this, as if she had made some kind of preparation.

Immediately afterwards, that waist that was originally unbreakable by wind and snow bent down without hesitation and then knelt on the ground!
"you--"

Xiao Xuan's pupils shrank sharply, and he asked incredulously, "Girl, what are you doing?"

Even with his experience, he never imagined that the woman, a daughter of an ancient clan, would choose to perform such a grand ceremony to the patriarch of the Soul Clan!

Xun'er did not reply.

The next moment, she slowly raised her head.

That delicate face, covered in frost and scars, was now filled with determination and ruthlessness. Her gaze was icy as she spoke, word by word:
"Help me slaughter my entire clan!"

(End of this chapter)