Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 875 Ancient Clan, Thriving! (First Update!)

"Xiuyi, you mean...you're pregnant?"

A sound mingled with ecstasy and disbelief rang out. The man raised his hand and then lowered it, momentarily unsure of where to put it, even showing a hint of embarrassment.

His hands were large, calloused and scarred, clearly the work of a rugged martial artist, yet he was unusually cautious at the moment.

"Oh, so now you know not to mention political marriages?"

The woman raised her head, her fine hair swaying as she moved, revealing a pretty face that bore a striking resemblance to Xun'er. She smiled faintly and said, "Gu Yuan, I remember that when you, the clan leader, learned that you were to be married to me, you were extremely unwilling. You even went off to fool around with your two rascal friends from the Soul Clan and the Xiao Clan."

"Hehe, how could that be?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan's rough, manly face turned bitter. He could only laugh it off and say, "Now that I'm the clan leader, what good friends do I have left? At most, they're just drinking buddies. We can't be considered close."

"Aren't fair-weather friends still friends?"

Gu Xiuyi's eyes held a teasing glint, but her bright, beautiful face revealed a hint of disdain, as if she were already familiar with men's rhetoric.

She was not some delicate, domesticated flower. On the contrary, as the president of the clan elders' council, no one in the world knew Gu Yuan's every move better than she did.

"It's more accurate to say that even your drinking buddies are more to your liking than I am. My place in your heart is probably even lower, isn't it?"

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Gu Yuan, who was usually full of heroic spirit, was unusually speechless at this moment.

He has never liked being bound by rules.

That is why, when his father, who is now nearing his death, forces him to marry the other party, Gu Yuan always puts responsibility first and ignores so-called feelings.

Therefore, he couldn't help but feel indebted to the woman in front of him.

"Xiuyi, it's me—"

"It goes without saying."

Gu Xiuyi raised her hand to interrupt him, and said calmly, "The reason why the previous clan leader chose to arrange a marriage between us was simply to stabilize the balance between the clan and the elders' council after his passing. We each got what we needed, so there's nothing to apologize for."

After he finished speaking, there was another long silence.

Just as the two were speechless, Gu Xiuyi sighed softly, breaking the dead silence between them.

"Her name is Xun'er."

The woman gently placed her slender hand on her protruding belly, her eyes slightly lowered.

"Xun'er?"

“I can sense that she will be a girl,” Gu Xiuyi said softly. “So, in order to prevent her from following the same path as me, her mother, being forced into an arranged marriage, I will nurture her from a young age, accompany her, and continue until she surpasses me.”

"Aromatherapy has been my companion since childhood."

Hearing the woman's tranquil and peaceful voice, Gu Yuan's eyes glazed over, and the guilt on his face gradually faded, replaced by a gentleness that shouldn't have appeared on him.

Yes, she is not just a figurehead wife, but also the president of the clan elders' council, and now the second most important person in the ancient clan after herself.

She was so noble and proud that she never needed anyone's guilt or pity.

"This road will probably be very difficult to travel."

Gu Yuan was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Even you and I back then had no choice but to compromise when faced with those outdated rules of the clan."

Gu Xiuyi suddenly laughed: "So she will surpass you as well."

She suddenly reached out and grabbed the large, calloused hand, placing it against her protruding belly, overlapping the two hands.

Feeling the throbbing in his lower abdomen, Gu Yuan was struck dumb. He felt a strange sense of connection to his bloodline welling up in his heart, and his eyes widened instantly.

"Xiuyi, you—"

"Silly monkey, stop acting like you owe me something. From the moment you married me, you were destined to pave the way for my ideals."

Gu Xiuyi spoke gently, but her eyes held a morbid fanaticism: "Come on, so that your daughter won't suffer the same fate as me."

The noble and gentle voice from her memory gradually faded, then transformed into the golden-eyed girl before her, almost identical to the woman, cold and indifferent:
"Let those old fogies know that you are the only one who can stand against the Soul Clan!"

"Show off your clothes."

Gu Yuan's dazed eyes suddenly focused, and the proud woman hidden deep in his memory had now become a cold tombstone before him, standing silently in the torrential rain.

"Why, why do you know these things? Who told you?!"

He was completely different from usual; his face became twisted and ferocious, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"What happened back then is a done deal. Even if you try your best to cover it up, it's destined that nothing can be changed, isn't it?" Xun'er's voice was calm, as if she were stating a fact.

She casually took out an oil-paper umbrella and hung it on the tombstone to shield it from the downpour.

"Unfortunately, Mother broke her promise and could not keep me company with incense as her name suggests, from the very beginning."

"nonsense!"

Gu Yuan was furious, roaring like a wounded beast: "Without your mother, what makes you think you have a divine bloodline? You died a thousand years ago!"

"What about you?"

Xun'er's eyes were cold, showing no anger whatsoever: "Without a mother, what would you be like?"

These words immediately extinguished Gu Yuan's rage, as if he had been doused with cold water.

He collapsed to the ground, as if he had lost his soul, his expression a mixture of sorrow and laughter, uttered with self-mockery: "I died a thousand years ago."

Seeing her father's distraught appearance, Xun'er felt a pang of sorrow in her heart, but stubbornly refused to show it at all.

"So, you let me go to the Xiao family, preferring that the clan elders marry me off to the young master of the Lei clan rather than let me rebel against them. Are you just afraid that I will follow in my mother's footsteps?"

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Gu Yuan didn't reply, but his bitter expression said it all.

Seeing this, after a long silence, Xun'er suddenly took a deep breath and said, "I will win."

"you"

“Mother will lose because she only controls the clan elders, but I am different. I am her daughter, and I am also your daughter.”

Xun'er glanced at the man, their eyes meeting in a deep gold and a brilliant gold. She said softly, "As for how you should consider it, that's not up to me."

Having said that, without waiting for a reply, she turned around, no longer looking back, and disappeared into the torrential rain.
The other side.

Ancient clan ancestral hall.

"What?! You mean, Tongxuan, one of the leaders in white robes, was killed by that junior member of the Xiao Hun Alliance?!"

An old man's roar, filled with uncontrollable emotion, came from behind him, carrying a hint of something inexplicable.

"Reporting to Lord Gu Yang, it is absolutely true!"

The elder below seemed oblivious to the unusual situation. He knelt on the ground, overjoyed, and said, "We Golden Sleeves and White Robes have always been at odds. If you can step in and stabilize the situation, our status as Golden Sleeves will surely surpass what it was before!"

However, upon hearing this, the elderly figure behind the screen suddenly snorted angrily, his expression displeased.

"You bastard, what nonsense are you spouting?!"

Gu Yang's voice was deep and serious as he said, "Although Jinxiu and Baipao are competitors, we both serve the Ancient Clan and the Elders' Council. How can we take advantage of someone in distress?"

Upon hearing this, the elder turned pale with fright and hurriedly kowtowed, saying, "You're right, you're right, it was my inappropriate wording."

He was filled with regret and wished he could slap himself eight hundred times.

He almost forgot that Gu Yang, as the second elder of the ancestral hall, was the most upright and incorruptible person, and he could not tolerate the slightest injustice.

Therefore, uttering such treasonous words in front of the other party could very well lead to being beaten to death as a spy of the Soul Clan!
"That's all."

Just as the elder was filled with fear, Gu Yang, who was behind the screen, suddenly interrupted him and said calmly, "Now is the time when my ancient clan needs people. If I were to punish someone as talented as you for a small mistake, it would make me seem petty."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Gu Yang!"

The elder was taken aback at first, then immediately felt as if he had been granted a pardon and began to kowtow frantically.

"Lead the way."

With a wave of his hand, Gu Yang gracefully stepped out from behind the screen, fully prepared: "Since that scoundrel Hun Miesheng claims to be invincible below the Five-Star Dou Sheng level, then today, this old man will go and meet him!"

"If the covenant of the eight clans is violated, I will accept the punishment on behalf of my ancient clan!"

"Yes!"

Seeing Gu Yang leading the charge, the elder's eyes reddened, and tears welled up in his eyes.

In his heart, it is because of outstanding figures like the Ancient Sheep Clan Elder that the Ancient Clan has achieved its current glory and honor.

The ancient tribe is thriving!

(End of this chapter)