Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 210 What? So he’s not here.
"A Dou Wang-level soul tastes quite good."

She slowly opened her eyes, and a hint of emptiness appeared in the depths of Hun Ruoruo's pupils. She shook her head vigorously, and after a long time, she became clear-headed.

From a single perspective, the souls of the snake people are far different from those of humans. However, as Yan Ci said, with the blessing of the snake spirit, the souls of the snake people are not only not weaker than humans, but can even surpass them in the early and middle stages of cultivation.

As a high-level Dou Wang, Yan Ci's soul can indeed be called a tonic. After leaving the Soul Realm, Hun Ruoruo has not devoured a soul of this quality for a long time.

There are many powerful people in Zhongzhou, but the northwest region is barren. It is difficult to find suitable souls anywhere. Most souls died or escaped after being hunted down by the Soul Palace, and they refused to show up.

This kind of wanton hunting, which is like draining the pond to catch all the fish, has not been attacked by the public until now. It can be imagined how powerful the Soul Palace is.

Along with risks, there are often great opportunities. It is precisely because of this that Hun Ruoruo, driven by an irrepressible desire, set her sights on the Soul Palace.

"My fighting spirit is almost recovered, it's time to purify my soul."

Slowly sitting up from the bed, Hun Ruoruo put her hand on her forehead, hesitated for a moment, injected soul water and fighting spirit into it, and began to wash away the remaining stains in her soul.

The price of absorbing a soul is actually to accept all the negative emotions of the other person when he or she is dying.

This emotion is imprinted in the deepest part of the soul, and it cannot be erased or dispelled.

Once this emotion is dispelled, the soul will often lose its value and become almost indistinguishable from the weakest soul light.

After all, compared to the soul light spot, the greatest value of the soul body lies in the emotions and consciousness information it possesses. Only by refining them together can we achieve truly rapid progress.

This is also where the Soul Clan's martial arts take a different approach.

Even without the so-called talent of an alchemist, one can still rapidly increase soul power, and even easily reach a strength far beyond that of an alchemist of the same level.

But the way of devouring is ultimately just a shortcut. Relying on the souls of others to improve oneself is far less stable than the alchemist's diligent practice of tempering his own will.

Most people of the Soul Clan are cold-hearted by nature, and even have little humanity except for pursuing desires. The root cause of this is the evil consequences caused by devouring souls.

Of course, most people in the Soul Clan do not think this is a bad consequence, but rather take pride in it.

The waves hit the depths of Hun Ruoruo's soul, constantly pulling the black mist-like evil thoughts out of her body, causing the girl's delicate body to tremble slightly.

"Soul Sea. Soul-crossing!"

The blue-purple light suddenly burst out, illuminating the entire room with clarity and brightness. Most of the black mist that had been entangled around Hun Ruoruo's soul was immediately forced out.

She reached out and grabbed the palm-sized ball of black mist in her hand, crushing it into pieces with disgust on her face.
"Disgusting thing, you still want to erode my soul?"

Hun Ruoruo panted slightly, then lay back down on the soft bed. Her expression instantly relaxed, and a trace of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

She didn't want to be like the Soul Clan, who were emotionless, only caring about desire and becoming stronger, and as cold as machines.

As early as the beginning of her cultivation, when she had just reached the level of a fighter, her mother told her this repeatedly.

Hun Ruoruo's mother was not from the Hun Clan, so naturally she did not want to see her end up without any emotion. So she risked her life and secretly replaced the Dou Di technique originally prepared by Hun Tiandi with the 'Hun Hai Du Ling' which could purify the soul.

The result was obvious. Due to the conflict between heavenly-level techniques, Hun Ruoruo, who had cultivated the Soul Sea Soul-Saving Technique, could no longer switch to the equally heavenly-level Dou Di technique. Upon learning of this, Emperor Hun Tian simply smiled and, without mercy, bullied her mother in front of her young daughter and abducted her, never to be heard from again.
Anger without emotion can only be vented by desire.

Hun Ruoruo absolutely does not want to become that kind of existence. Her body is her bottom line and also her mother's instruction.

"Damn it, thinking about this again"

Burying her head in the pillow, a trace of panic flashed in Hun Ruoruo's eyes, and then turned into a fierce and cold hatred that seemed to ignite her soul.

Taking a deep breath, she put away her previous emotions and quickly thought about her next plan.

"Once Qinglin's Green Snake Three-Flower Pupil awakens, it will be able to assist me in controlling Queen Medusa. After completing this backup, I will return to the Yunlan Sect and await the arrival of the three-year agreement."

"Devour a Dou Zong-level soul, and it might bring about serious side effects, but with the Soul Sea Spirit's blessing, as long as we are fully prepared, it shouldn't be too difficult."

"But if one wants to break through the Heaven Realm, one needs a large amount of Spirit Realm, or even the souls of Heaven Realm alchemists, to fill it. How exactly do one devour the souls of Heaven Realm alchemists?"

Hun Ruoruo thought of Yao Lao and couldn't help but ponder secretly.

"Yao Chen's soul is extremely powerful. If we use the soul chain transformed from a guardian-level soul order to restrain him, I'm afraid it will take a long time. Ordinary soul fighting techniques may not be effective against him, so success is unlikely."

"If it's wrong not to be able to bind Yao Chen's soul, what on earth am I thinking?!"

Hun Ruoruo suddenly got up from the bed, her pupils contracted, her chest heaved violently, she could not believe her previous thoughts.

Her soul had clearly been purified, so why did she have such a ridiculous thought out of nowhere?!

Although Hun Ruoruo never said anything about how good Yao Lao was to her, she always kept it in her heart and never had any desire for his soul. But today was so strange that it caught Hun Ruoruo off guard and even made her feel fearful.

"No, no, no. I need to change my mood. I can't stay in the room any longer!"

The girl hurriedly put on some clothes and walked quickly out of the house. Her footsteps gradually became hurried, and finally even turned into a fast run.

The wisp of black mist mixed in the soul also quietly merged into the depths without anyone noticing, and no longer showed any abnormality.

Following the direction she remembered, Hun Ruoruo walked around several deserted alleys and finally arrived at the small tent.

Walking in, she took a few deep breaths and said casually, "Husband?"

After a long while, Hun Ruoruo frowned without receiving any response, and then asked tentatively again: "Third Young Master?"

"Xiao Yan?"

"Pug?"

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Hun Ruoruo pursed her lips, a look of confusion flashed across her eyes, along with a hint of regret that she herself hadn't noticed.
"What? You're not here?"

Without that guy, she didn't know who else could help her soothe her inner emotions.
　I didn't update yesterday, so I wrote a little more today to make up for it.
　　
　
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