Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 857 Target: The Soul of the Heavenly Tomb!
As for what happened after that, Xun'er didn't remember it very clearly.

In a hazy state, she seemed to recall the scene when she left the ancient tribe as a child.

Back then, her father was not as dejected as he is now. He had a kind face, a smile on his face, and lifted her high up, carrying her on his shoulders. However, his eyes held a complex look that Xun'er could not understand.

They were both her closest relatives, and it was a day to celebrate. But as a young girl, she didn't understand what separation meant. She left the ancient realm with her father in a daze, and then said goodbye to him in a daze.

Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Today, she is no longer a child, and her father no longer carries her on his shoulders as he used to, but she understands the look in his eyes back then.

My father is very strong, so strong that he is revered as a Nine-Star Dou Sheng, and even the Soul Emperor had to take action to scheme against him.

His father was weak, so weak that Xiao Xuan hated him for his lack of ambition, so weak that the clan elders could restrain him at will, and he couldn't even save the woman he had once sworn an oath to.

But he saved himself the only one.

Unconsciously, the words that were once etched deep in Xun'er's memory seemed to flash through her mind again—

"Xun'er, as the young master of the ancient clan, you must always put the interests of the clan first. Remember this."

The old man's voice rang out again, but this time it did not linger as long as before; it was quickly replaced by the boy's laughter.

"Nizi, now that you've come to the Xiao family, you no longer need to follow those rigid rules. As long as you want, your father and I can celebrate your birthday every year!"

The young man patted his chest and said confidently.

"Really?"

A hint of expectation flashed in the little girl's eyes, but she quickly stopped and tentatively asked, "Then, what if Brother Xiao Yan has a girl he likes in the future?"

"Ah this."

The boy scratched his head, clearly not expecting this, and could only laugh it off, "We're still young, how could we have thought about things that far ahead?"

However, upon hearing this answer, the little girl stubbornly shook her head, staring intently at the other person with eyes like a wounded little animal, filled with distrust and wariness.

She wanted a definite answer.

Seeing the little girl's extremely earnest gaze, the boy had no choice but to scratch his head and rack his brains for a while.

"correct!"

The boy's eyes suddenly lit up, and he slapped his thigh, chuckling, "How about we get her to celebrate your birthday with us?"

Upon hearing this, the little girl immediately pouted, seemingly very dissatisfied with the answer.

Perhaps because of her childhood experiences in the ancient tribe, she harbors a great distrust of all relationships.

Her subordinates flattered her father, and the elders pressured him. In her memory, it seemed that only her mother, whom she had never met, was the best person to her father.

"She won't like Xun'er."

The little girl lowered her head and hugged herself tightly.

"how come?"

Upon hearing this, the young man suddenly chuckled, stood up, and affectionately ruffled her hair: "Since she's taken a liking to me, how could she not like you?"

"Xun'er is the pride of my Xiao family. How can she not be confident in herself?"

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Feeling the warmth coming from above, Xun'er stood there in a daze, and a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in her empty eyes.

Yes.

Why did she fall in love with Xiao Yan?
Talent? Status? Or appearance? None of the above. The biggest reason she fell in love with this older brother was that he brought her a warmth she had never experienced before, the purest care that only a father could provide.

She longed for this care to continue, yet feared that the other person would leave because they found someone closer. This subconsciously led her to mistake these feelings for love early on, and she devoted herself entirely to the other person, even willingly playing a supporting role.
This is also why Xiao Yan has been tirelessly trying to change her.

As an older brother, no one would want their daughter to wallow in self-pity, even if he himself would benefit from it.

Liking someone doesn't mean being humble.

"If you're too tired, stop and rest."

As the scenes of memory faded, the boy's clear voice from the past gradually merged with the girl's soft whispers, completely shattering Xun'er's last shackles.

Silent tears streamed down Xun'er's face. She lowered her head, letting the drops patter onto the floor, and rushed into Hun Ruoruo's arms. Suppressing her sobs, she mumbled:
Thank you.

This kind of relationship seems pretty good, doesn't it?

At least, she was content.

After a while, a soft snore began, tinged with a hint of roughness, slowly filling the room.

"This girl is definitely just putting on a brave face."

Looking at Xun'er lying in Ruoruo's arms, completely without any ladylike airs, Xiao Yan couldn't help but scratch his head and sigh with some distress, "That Senior Gu Yuan is the same. He clearly cares about her a lot, but he always hides it. Is the Clan Elders' Council really that much to his liking?"

Hun Ruoruo glanced at him, picked up Xun'er and put her on the bed. After a pause, she took off the pink bear slippers and neatly placed them under the bed.

"By the way, how did you know that the coming-of-age ceremony is Xun'er's birthday?" She tucked the blanket around her and then asked lazily.

As far as she knew, due to the supernatural powers of the ancient clan, the calculation of age within the ancient clan was completely different from that of the outside world. Logically speaking, it was impossible for the other party to know Xun'er's age in the ancient clan.

"Hehe, what a coincidence."

Xiao Yan rubbed his nose, a rare hint of shyness in his expression: "Back when I was in the Xiao family, my father met with Senior Gu Yuan once. It was only later that I learned that Xun'er also had other ages in her clan."

"So, this is why the ancient clans are holding the coming-of-age ceremony together with the Heavenly Tomb?"

"Ah."

Xiao Yan nodded and said in a low voice, "I think this is also Senior Gu Yuan's idea."

"On the sixth day of the sixth lunar month, my daughter Xun'er will have no worries."

Meanwhile, on the other side.

"It seems the younger generation handles things much better than we old folks from a backward era."

Xiao Xuan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, but couldn't help but sigh.

"Heh, the only one out of touch with the times is you, isolated from the world. Why drag me into this?"

The scholar gently waved his feather fan, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you."

Xiao Xuan curled his lip, his face full of disdain: "So, tell me, what's the next step?"

As he opened his eyes, his originally dry and aged skin had somehow returned to its original smoothness, and his black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, exuding unimaginable majesty and aura.

Clearly, Xiao Xuan's strength has now returned to its peak!
"It's very simple."

The scholar chuckled softly, his feather fan pointing directly at the sky. "Leave the other six clans from the Heavenly Tomb. Then, the two of us will go and meet the soul of that Heavenly Tomb together."

Sometime during the night, one of the eight downy feathers that were originally attached to the feather fan disappeared without a trace.
(End of this chapter)