Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 168: Is the map for sale?

After a brief exchange, everyone agreed on a meeting place and went to nearby cities to collect intelligence.

The power of the Snake People is not weak. Apart from Queen Medusa, they still have eight commanders and four elders who cannot be hidden as high-end combat forces. It can be said that they are not inferior to the sum of all the forces of the Gama Empire.

If it weren't for the Yunlan Sect as a pillar, even the royal family of the Jia Ma Empire would probably find it difficult to compete with the power of the Snake People. It is natural that everyone would find it difficult.

As powerful warriors at the Dou Wang level, they have already experienced countless life and death trials, and they attach great importance to their own life and property. It is no wonder that Hun Ruoruo was able to move them with just a few words, so that they simply chose to agree.

Profits and life, as long as the risks are weighed carefully, can drive anyone crazy, even those powerful people who seem to be above everyone else and look down on everyone in the Gama Empire are no exception.

Hun Ruoruo firmly believed this because she had already had countless successful experiences as a foundation and she had never failed.

Although her trip to the Tagor Desert this time was similar to her trip to the Warcraft Mountains, both were out of helplessness, she had made sufficient preparations this time and would never make the same mistake again.

"With this Soul Robe given by the Soul Palace and Douhuang-level disguise fighting skills, even Yao Lao shouldn't be able to see through my disguise, right?"

Hun Ruoruo muttered to herself, "I helped that fellow get the strange fire, and the rest is none of my business. After this is over, it's best if we meet as little as possible to avoid revealing any clues."

After officially joining the Soul Palace, Hun Ruoruo finally got the soul robe that could conceal the fluctuations of her own aura. Coupled with the Douhuang-level camouflage fighting skills, she was sure that even Yao Lao would not be able to recognize her identity.

After all, although Yao Lao is a soul in the heavenly realm, he is still too weak and his perception is only one tenth of what it was. As her strength grows, she no longer needs to be as cautious when facing Yao Lao as she did in the early days of Wutan City.

Having said that, in order to maintain that superficial relationship, Hun Ruoruo still didn't want the two of them to know that she had joined the Soul Palace before the three-year agreement.

Yao Lao knew her hatred for the Soul Clan, so he naturally wouldn't really think that she had joined the Soul Palace. But precisely because of this, with Yao Lao's keen eyesight, he could definitely see that she was trying to devour souls in order to advance.

At this time, Xiao Yan was not yet a life-and-death enemy with the Yunlan Sect and the Soul Palace. If this matter was exposed too early, it would very likely arouse Yao Lao's disgust, which was not the situation she wanted to see.

Although Hun Ruoruo didn't know the reason for Yao Lao's care and help, she had to accept this favor and didn't want to fall out with him.

Rubbing his swollen brows, Hun Ruoruo put his thoughts aside and sighed softly, "Forget it, let's go find the guy who sold the map first. The Yunlan Sect is quite powerful, and it might not be safe if we don't recruit some external help."

Hun Ruoruo was extremely wary of the guardian who had not yet appeared. With the strength of a four-star Dou Zong, even if Yao Lao was forced to take action under her plan, there was no guarantee that he would be completely killed.

In order to get clues about her mother from the guardian soul order, and also to break through the bottleneck of soul power, Hun Ruoruo suppressed the inexplicable guilt in her heart, and her eyes became indifferent again.

As she walked along, Hun Ruoruo looked up at the yellow city whose specific scale could already be seen. Above the city gate, she saw two light red characters carved on the city wall like blood.

Desert City.

A faint aura of solemnity wafted over, accompanied by the yellow sand that had filled the sky for years, making it seem particularly depressing.

The pedestrians around were hurrying on their way, but their clothes looked particularly strange in Hun Ruoruo's eyes. Most of the men were shirtless, while the women wore tight leather jackets that covered the area except for the chest and below, revealing their slender waists, which had a unique exotic charm.

"The atmosphere here is really open. In comparison, my black robe seems a bit out of place."

Hun Ruoruo stared curiously at the slender waist of the woman in the desert. The strange way she twisted her body like a water snake while walking was truly a unique sight that could not be seen anywhere else.

Hun Ruoruo actually didn't have much resistance to such boldly designed clothing, and even seemed eager to try it out - after all, clothes are worn for oneself, and others can see but can't touch them anyway, so adapting to local customs sounds very interesting.

However, in order to hide the scars on her arms, she always chooses tighter clothes to match, so she has no way to try it.

"Strange, could it be that these women have been assimilated by the snake people? They shouldn't hate snake people the most, so how could they have developed such a walking posture?"

Thinking of this, Hun Ruoruo's starry eyes lit up slightly. She put away her regretful mood, and actually followed suit, twisting her body and slowly heading towards the city.

As her waist swayed, the black robe occasionally revealed the charming body hidden within, outlining a breathtaking arc with every sway.

It’s a pity that, with the help of disguised fighting skills, this beautiful scene that would inspire imagination at a glance did not attract anyone’s attention.

The girl's graceful figure seemed to be isolated from the world, forming a huge gap with the surrounding environment.

"Hey, kid over there, stop and get checked!"

"Five gold coins, not a single one less. If you can't come up with the money, get out of here and don't waste time."

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Following the flow of the crowd, Hun Ruoruo slowly wandered to the edge of the city gate. She ignored the soldiers guarding the city who were checking her back and forth, humming an unknown tune as she walked into Mo City and began to look for the map shop in her memory.

Mocheng is located in the heart of the desert. Map shops can be seen almost every now and then, and people are coming and going, so business is booming.

In desperation, Hun Ruoruo had to use her soul power to detect and sense the aura of the surrounding cultivators.

After walking around a few roads, Hun Ruoruo's eyes were fixed on a map shop called "Gutu". The ancient atmosphere was overwhelming, with a heavy feeling, and it did not have the luxury and ostentation of the surrounding shops at all.

The sales were not good, so there were very few people coming to buy maps. It looked deserted, as if the store was selling goods on the spur of the moment before bankruptcy, selling only as many as possible.

"Ok?"

Behind the counter, an old man who was carefully making a map with his head down slowly raised his head as if he sensed something.

In an instant, his face showed astonishment, and the dry palm that was originally holding the black drawing pen trembled and fell to the ground.

I saw that the small map that was originally hung in the most inconspicuous corner was floating in the air!
Even with the old man's rich experience, he couldn't help but feel frightened, and his face became stiff.

He was about to say something when a pleasant voice with a hint of joy sounded at this moment.

"Old man, is this painting for sale?"

Hun Ruoruo's figure gradually emerged. She gently rubbed her waist, which was slightly sore from twisting all the time, and asked with a smile.

(End of this chapter)