Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 900 Ruoruo: Using Dad as a Thug?! (3k words, another bonus chapter!)
To control everyone.

For Hun Ruoruo, this was not just a simple boast.

In order to achieve this seemingly impossible goal, she had already set her sights on the Soul Palace after leaving the Heavenly Tomb, and had brought Medusa and others under her command.

It must be admitted that the Soul Clan is indeed a large and powerful clan.

However, compared to taking over a complex and far beyond his control Soul Clan, starting with the Soul Palace is the most suitable choice.

The most basic requirement for taking control of the Soul Palace is having absolutely loyal servants.

They are not subordinates, but rather servants, like protectors and soul messengers, truly and completely under her control!
Fortunately, the Phoenix Clan Half-Saint before them was the best choice.

"Witch!"

Gazing at the graceful figure in the sky, the red-haired old man's face showed astonishment, and he roared angrily, "Where exactly have you taken this saint?!"

"where?"

Hun Ruoruo glanced at him sideways and said lazily, "Well, this place can be considered my world for now."

"Wha, what?!"

The red-haired old man's mind went blank with a 'buzz'.

Creating the world?!

On this strictly regulated Dou Qi Continent, the only cultivators capable of creating small worlds are, without exception, true Dou Sheng powerhouses!
Even a demigod is far from qualified!

Doesn't that mean that this seemingly weak girl, who appears to be powerless, actually possesses cultivation comparable to a true Battle Saint?
"Absolutely impossible!"

Having barely regained some composure, the red-haired elder looked wary and said in a deep voice, "This saint can sense that the aura on your body is not of the same origin as this world."

He narrowed his old eyes, revealing a glint of shrewdness, and probed, "To be able to do this, it must be related to the soul secrets of your Soul Clan, right?"

"laugh"

Hun Ruoruo smiled dismissively, having lost all interest in talking to him, and casually said, "Since that's the case, then you can see for yourself whether this world is real or fake."

With that, she waved her hand, and the original ink painting scroll seemed to come back to life, surging with a roar!

As a replica of the world created by the founder of Danta, 'Another World', although this world has become incomplete with the passage of time, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse, and the will of the world is still the most powerful existence in the world.

Like the Heavenly Tomb Soul back then, even if it only inherited a trace of evil from Emperors Xiao and Hun, it could easily suppress powerful beings at the Dou Sheng level. Even Xiao Xuan, who once had one foot in Dou Di, had to treat it with caution.

"go."

As Hun Ruoruo thought, the mist in the landscape painting suddenly condensed, and as the energy flowed, it actually transformed into the image of Huang Yun'er!
If those who participated in the Pill Gathering were here, they would probably immediately realize that this mist is none other than the Soul-Capturing Mist from the first challenge of the Pill Gathering.

But clearly, the red-haired old man was not among them.

"Yoon, Yoon-ah?"

Upon seeing the graceful young woman approaching, the red-haired old man was struck dumb. The attack he had been preparing in his palm vanished instantly, and he lost all fighting spirit.

"Daddy!"

At this moment, Huang Yun'er's eyes were filled with tears, and there was a handprint on her pretty face, as if she had suffered a great injustice: "You are so cruel, you have harmed the young master Jiufeng, and he will become a vengeful ghost to take revenge on me."

"this--"

The red-haired old man's eyes were confused. He clearly sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't know where to begin. He felt as if his soul was about to separate from his body.

Seeing his pampered young girl crying again, the red-haired old man disregarded everything else and could only tenderly wipe away her tears, saying, "Then what should your father do, Yun'er?"

"As long as you say so, I will obey you without question!"

"Really?"

“What I say is as good as my word.”

"In that case."

A cruel glint flashed in Huang Yun'er's beautiful eyes as she said softly, "Then please, Father, die in my place."

".?!"

The red-haired old man was startled and instinctively tried to back away.

However, 'Huang Yun'er' did not hesitate at all. Her ten fingers gradually turned sharp, and she tightly gripped the red-haired old man's neck.

"It's all your fault! If you hadn't harmed His Highness, how could I have been implicated?!"

The terrifying power of the demonic beast, along with the immense psychological impact, caused even the red-haired elder, a semi-saint, to have his face flush red and barely be able to breathe.

"what!!!"

He roared suddenly, gritted his teeth, and, enduring immense grief, smashed the 'Huang Yun'er' in front of him to pieces in an instant.

With a mournful cry from 'Huang Yun'er', the mist instantly dissipated.

"Asshole!!!"

The old man's hair and beard stood on end, and he roared like a wild beast: "You tried to bewitch me with Yoon-ah, today I will tear you to pieces, you vixen!!"

However, just as he was about to break through the sky and escape the shackles of the small world, a beautiful woman in a red dress suddenly reappeared in front of him, her face filled with grief and anger.

"To save your own life, you killed your own daughter with your own hands; you are unworthy of being a father!" the beautiful woman cursed.

It was none other than Huang Yun'er's mother! Upon seeing the newcomer, the red-haired old man's eyes widened in shock: "You—"

Before he could speak, one after another, familiar figures emerged from the mist and rushed towards the red-haired old man.

Without exception, they all wanted to take his life!

Gazing at the vast crowd before him, the red-haired old man's pupils became chaotic, and his mind seemed to be on the verge of being destroyed. Finally, unable to resist any longer, he screamed in terror.

"no no!"

The next second, the red-haired old man was already swallowed up by the crowd.

From beginning to end, he didn't even catch a glimpse of Hun Ruoruo.

"Tsk."

Above the sky, Hun Ruoruo watched this ethical drama with utter boredom and lazily said, "It seems that old man doesn't love his daughter that much. I thought he would just commit suicide."

Thinking of this, Hun Ruoruo suddenly felt much more at ease, and a sickly smile appeared on her face.

This is right.

Fathers like Uncle Xiao are ultimately just a tiny minority.

"However, even though that's the case, the Emperor Soul Technique's imitation of the soul is indeed much clearer than before."

Hun Ruoruo stretched and said contentedly, "That Huang Yun'er is selfish and foolish, and the image she replicated is just as selfish."

"It's a pity that if she were a little smarter, this patricide drama would have been even more interesting."

At this point, she suddenly seemed to remember something, and reached out with great interest to touch the mist, trying to recall the image of the white-robed scholar from the alchemy gathering.

No fruit.

"cut."

Looking at the illusory image of the Confucian scholar that collapsed in an instant, Hun Ruoruo curled her lips, "I originally thought I could summon some special thug."

Now it seems that the fake body that appeared in the mist back then was probably the real father of the man.
After saying that, Hun Ruoruo immediately lost interest, casually yawned, and broke free from the world's will, returning to reality.

She knew there was no point in watching the rest of the fight.

The gloomy expression on her pretty face quietly transformed into a smile. Hun Ruoruo was wearing little boots, but her hands were not stained with a single drop of blood.

This is a side of him that he never shows to Xiao Yan.

It is also her unique secret.

Under the combined influence of the flow of time in the small world and the illusion, Hun Ruoruo's previous actions appeared to the outside world to be nothing more than a fleeting moment.

That's why, when they saw the girl appear in their sight unharmed, they couldn't help but show a stunned expression.

"That's it? Is it over?"

Cai Lin's beautiful eyes widened, and a rare look of excitement appeared on her usually cold and beautiful face, even her red lips turned into an "O" shape.

Little Fairy Doctor kept poking Xiao Yan with her finger, her face flushed: "You know, right? You already knew about Miss Shui's, Boss's, true strength!"

Xiao Yan scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.

He knows nothing.

He originally thought that as he obtained the clan mark, he would get closer and closer to Ruoruo. But now he realized that even if he used a fire lotus to blow up his wife, he probably wouldn't be able to do it.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan felt a surge of sorrow, and the more he laughed, the more grief-stricken he became.

He doesn't mind currying favor with powerful figures; he doesn't actually want to keep doing so!
However, just as everyone was preparing to disperse the crowd, take stock of the losses, and settle accounts with the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, two figures, one in front of the other, suddenly appeared in their sight.

"Uh, 'Red Dress' sister?"

Little Fairy Doctor was taken aback, and looking at the old man beside the other party, she asked with some surprise, "Who is this?"

Upon hearing this, Ya Fei was about to say something when she was stopped by an old, warm hand.

"Hehe, out of politeness, I, this old man, will do the self-introduction myself."

The old man slowly removed his black robe, revealing a face with deep lines like an old tree, and emerald eyes that seemed to hold a vibrant life force capable of making plants bloom.

"I am Shennong, and I am honored to meet you two young masters."

Hearing those gentle, soothing words, Hun Ruoruo's eyes narrowed slightly, while Xiao Yan, standing beside her, seemed frozen in place, whispering in disbelief:

"You must be the elusive and mysterious Shennong, the old man?!"

Back when he was learning alchemy, he often heard the old herbalist tell the legends about the old man Shennong.

It should be noted that even with the pride of the herbalist, when mentioning the name of Shennong, he was filled with respect, admiration, and even reverence!

The reason why the old master of medicine held him in such high esteem, besides his unparalleled alchemy skills, was mainly due to his other reputation.

The number one rogue cultivator on the mainland!!!

Meanwhile, within the Emperor Soul Technique.

The Demon Phoenix Half-Saint had long been swallowed up by countless pale hands, losing all his mind, while the mist that the girl had molded into the shape of a Confucian scholar had also shattered into countless scattered mist wisps.

But, for some reason, with the appearance of this mysterious old man, the previously shattered mist subtly revealed a faint smile.
(End of this chapter)