Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 882 Yao Lao: Is Xiao Yanzi weak?
"Master!"

With a loud bang, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a petite figure darted into the room with lightning speed.

The sudden action startled the old man who was studying medicine inside the room. He looked up and a look of astonishment crossed his face.

"Uh Ruoruo?"

Looking at the smiling young girl in front of him, the old apothecary's originally gloomy face changed instantly. He quickly put down the green and gold paper in his hand, stood up with a smile, and said, "You little girl, you've finally returned from the Heavenly Tomb."

Ever since Hun Ruoruo defeated Hun Feng and successfully obtained the position of young master, she has had almost no free time except for a few very short periods of time.

Even for Yao Lao, a ninth-grade alchemist, it has become extremely difficult to catch a glimpse of the girl.

As time went by, coupled with the considerable time spent on the trip to the ancient realm, he, as the master, had not had any interaction with this little girl for almost a year.
Time waits for no one.

Looking at the young woman who had already grown into a graceful young lady, the old apothecary's eyes were glazed over, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Master?"

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo raised her eyebrows in surprise, seemingly not expecting Yao Lao to say such a thing.

It should be noted that Yao Lao has already broken through the threshold of Dou Zun and Ban Sheng, becoming a genuine Dou Sheng powerhouse.

The difference between a Half-Saint and a Battle Saint is like heaven and earth.

Even if we include the decades he spent sleeping in the storage ring, Yao Lao's current age is definitely enough to be among the youngest Dou Sheng, so why would he suddenly feel sentimental about time?

Thinking of this, Hun Ruoruo casually glanced at the green and gold paper, and when she saw the vibrant pattern on it that resembled tree branches, her eyes narrowed slightly, but she did not choose to speak immediately.

"Hehe, it's nothing. Just consider it an old man venting his frustrations after being alone for so long."

The old doctor chuckled casually and changed the subject: "By the way, girl, judging from your expression, could it be that what I said back then has come true?"

"It has come true?"

Hun Ruoruo was taken aback, unable to understand what Yao Lao meant.

However, at that very moment, a groan of pain, as if grimacing, suddenly came from outside the creaking wooden door—

"You vixen! You were all calling me 'husband' and 'father-in-law' a moment ago, but the moment you disappeared from my sight, you turned your back on me! Where are you taking me? Give me a straight answer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the already precarious wooden door was smashed open again with a loud bang, emitting a mournful cry.

The next moment, Xiao Yan, panting heavily, rushed in, his eyes filled with grief and indignation as he looked into the room—

"Uh, teacher?!"

"Little Yanzi?!"

Looking at the pale young man before him, whose blood and qi were weak and who even swayed as he walked, Yao Lao rubbed his eyes, almost thinking he had mistaken him for someone else.

A lesson from heaven and earth!

Given his former title as the Venerable Medicine Master, the disciples he trained, even if they didn't necessarily become outstanding, were at least all healthy and chubby.

But what's wrong with this kid?

In just a few short years, not only has his once invincible physique disappeared, but he also becomes breathless after walking just a few steps, looking exactly like a consumptive.
What exactly did he go through during those years he was away?!

The old apothecary's eyes shifted. He looked at the radiant young girl beside him, who was as beautiful as an epiphyllum, and then at the slender young man in front of him. His brows furrowed even more tightly than a knotted rope.

"Girl."

"Master, Ruoruo is here."

Upon hearing Yao Lao's words, Hun Ruoruo immediately responded obediently, then looked at Xiao Yan triumphantly, sticking out her tongue, as if she had found a pillar of support for her.

To his surprise, seeing the girl's obedient appearance, the old apothecary did not relax; instead, he showed even more worry, frowning as he said, "Regarding the two of you, I don't think I've interfered much, but..."

"The matter of settling down and starting a family has always been a matter of taking things slowly. If you rush things, you may end up with some kind of injury or illness that no one knows about."

After saying this, the old doctor looked at the girl and said earnestly, "You two have a long future ahead of you. If he is still like this by then, you will suffer."

"what???"

Hearing this, Xiao Yan was still confused, but Hun Ruoruo could no longer sit still. She stared at the worried old man in front of her, feeling as if her face was burning hot.

What strange thing has that old geezer thought of this time?
After half a cup of tea, and following Hun Ruoruo's frantic hints and winks, Yao Lao finally stopped his previous remarks and revealed a strange expression.

"You mean, you two little rascals not only gave those stubborn ancient clansmen a good slap in the face, but you also brought the entire Heavenly Tomb back with you?"

"Hehe. It's mainly because Ruoruo planned it well."

Xiao Yan scratched his head, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"this--"

Looking at the rather shy Xiao Yan, Yao Lao was filled with astonishment, feeling as if he were about to get to know his disciple all over again.

Back then, even a remote sect like Yunlan Sect had to go all out and risk their lives to fight against them.

Now, even the ancient clan, which is openly known as the leader of the eight clans, is helpless against it, and even had a half-saint level expert killed by them.
After an unknown amount of time, the shock in Yao Lao's eyes gradually subsided. He then shook his head, both amused and annoyed, and said, "You brat, you've never been humble in defeating any of the younger generation of the ancient clans, yet you're being humble to your master."

Xiao Yan awkwardly touched his nose.

Seeing this, the old doctor did not say much, but narrowed his eyes and slowly said, "However, although you two have gained a lot from your trip to the ancient realm, there is one thing that I must remind you of."

"What's the matter?"

"family!"

The old doctor's tone unusually carried a hint of coldness.

Upon hearing this, not only Hun Ruoruo, but even Xiao Yan, who was usually oblivious to everything, couldn't help but frown, clearly realizing the seriousness of the matter.

"Given Ruoruo's family background, I am not worried that the ancient clans can extend their reach into the Soul Realm. However, I fear that any half-saint powerhouse from the Xiao family and the Jia Ma Empire could easily disregard the order of the Northwest Region and destroy it in one fell swoop."

As he finished speaking, a hint of resentment and regret flashed in the wise, aged eyes of the old apothecary, and even the green-gold parchment he was clutching in his hand seemed to twist slightly.

"You must still remember what happened to your father back then."

"Ah."

Xiao Yan's face was gloomy, and he responded in a low voice.

The kidnapping of his father by Yun Ling was almost a lifelong pain for Xiao Yan. If it weren't for Hun Ruoruo's help, even if Xiao Zhan had managed to escape with his life, he would have inevitably suffered some kind of inhuman torture.

He was quite certain that the allure of ancient jade was enough to make everyone lose their reason and moral compass.
Except for her.

Reaching out to grasp the girl's slender hand, Xiao Yan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Disciple Xiao Yan thanks you for your guidance, Master."

"You brat, stop with the formalities."

Seeing this, the old doctor chuckled and shook his head, half-jokingly saying, "At this point, even I, your teacher, will find it difficult to teach you anything more."

Hun Ruoruo frowned: "Master."

However, before she could finish speaking, Yao Lao suddenly stepped forward, his broad arms like those of a hawk, and embraced the young boy and girl in front of him.

"You are already good enough."

Under the adoring gazes of the young boys and girls, the old doctor smiled slightly and said softly, "Therefore, no matter what you do, safety should always come first."

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Xiao Yan and Hun Ruoruo remained silent. Their previously stiff bodies immediately relaxed, as if being baked by the warm sun, dispelling their fatigue and fighting, leaving only a faint warmth.

However, at this moment, the old man who had been stroking the two of them suddenly lowered his head and whispered in the girl's ear, "Of course, settling down and starting a family is also a serious matter. If all else fails, just swallow the bottle of pills you stole from your master back then. The effect will definitely be immediate!"

"Wha, what?"

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo immediately lost her temper.

"You old geezer, who secretly took your medicine?!"

"I didn't take it, I didn't take it! That pill grew legs by itself and sneaked off my desk!"

"you!"

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(End of this chapter)