Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 224: Mohist Changes
a few days later.

Hun Ruoruo temporarily suppressed her inner struggle and had to set her sights on hunting soul bodies again in order to have more time for her plan.

Hun Ruoruo actually didn't care about the identity of a high-level soul envoy. The reason why she was eager to complete this task was actually because of the previous powerful weapon that attacked the soul - the soul chain.

If the mission is not completed, the status of a high-level soul envoy will fall, and the soul order will be sealed again, just like when it first entered the soul palace, and some of its functions will no longer be able to use the power of the soul chain.

The soul chain has a considerable effect on the attacks between souls. Only a soul body at the heavenly level can completely ignore it. But now is the time when she urgently needs to improve her strength, so Hun Ruoruo naturally cannot give it up.

"With my current strength, if I want to completely cut off the escape route of the Wu Guardian, I'm afraid I'll need some other help."

Inside the cave, Hun Ruoruo, who had finished her breathing exercise, took out all the cards from her ring, and then calculated the difference in strength between the two sides.

The controlled cloud and smoke covering the sun formation might be enough to deal with Yunshan, but the guardian Wu obviously would not be fooled so easily.

Even with the support of spiritual power, a soul chain at the Soul Envoy level can only barely tie with a soul chain at the Guardian level.

The light ball condensed by the beast soul could indeed elevate her to a level comparable to that of a Dou Zong in a short period of time, but battles between Dou Zongs could often last for hours, and they could not withstand such a consumption.
If you want to defeat it, you naturally need to seek some other help.

"Queen Medusa and Yao Lao, Queen Medusa might be forced to take action because her life depends on me, but Yao Lao..."

Hun Ruoruo only said half of her words. She didn't know whether Yao Lao would fight against the Soul Palace strongman who was enough to threaten his life in order to help her. Perhaps it was most likely that he wouldn't do that?

She didn't dare to gamble.

After all, Xiao Yan and the Yunlan Sect do not have any hatred at present, so there is no need for Yao Lao to take such a big risk and expose his identity.

"Forget it, I'll make a deal with Yao Lao later. I still have a lot of natural treasures that can restore soul power. It should be enough to get him to make a move once."

With a light sigh, Hun Ruoruo took out the green plant emitting colorful light and placed it in a place where the sun shines, allowing it to absorb energy.

The Seven Illusions Green Spirit Saliva needs to be exposed to sunlight for one hour every day, otherwise it will wither on its own.

In the few months since obtaining this thing, Hun Ruoruo would put it out to appreciate it for a while whenever she had time. In addition to its effect of restoring the soul, it is also a very good choice as an ornamental potted plant.

Gently poking the leaf flesh on the surface of the green bud, Hun Ruoruo looked at the rippling spots of light nonchalantly, and then slowly closed her eyes.

"Given Yao Lao's personality, even if he doesn't choose to trade, he should still help me, right?"

"should."

Hun Ruoruo was still unsure.

The Soul Palace's mission is like a death warrant. The weaker you are, the more nervous and fearful you will feel at this time.

This is the case with Yunling.

As a high-level soul envoy promoted by Yunshan, Yunling has only hunted a Douwang-level soul body at the beginning of joining the Soul Palace. The rest of the time, he often infiltrates forces privately to obtain a steady stream of soul light balls to make up the number.

It is for this reason that Yun Leng has always been extremely jealous of the Frost Soul Envoy.

You know, the soul light ball can only serve as a bottom line, barely ensuring that he will not fall from the high-level soul envoy. If he really wants to climb up, considering his talent, it may be more difficult than climbing to the sky.

Therefore, being able to retain the title of high-level soul envoy is Yun Leng's only hope.

Just after walking out of the sect hall, Yun Ling saw several figures walking quickly along the stone steps in the distance. His face suddenly lit up with joy, and he activated his fighting spirit wings and quickly rushed forward to meet them.

"Young Sect Master Yanran, did the birthday celebration for the Mo Clan's Great Elder go smoothly?" "Great Elder Yunling?"

Nalan Yanran frowned. When she saw Yun Ling rushing over, she was stunned for a moment and did not choose to speak. It seemed that she had something on her mind.

"What's wrong, Young Sect Master? Did something happen to you? This is the first time I've seen you so coy."

Yun Leng said with a fake smile, he had always acted as if he didn't care much about Nalan Yanran and Yun Yun.

"Could it be that the Mo family is not treating their guests well?"

Hearing this, Nalan Yanran pondered for a moment, then nodded and said in a dull tone, "I guess so."

"Haha, Mo Cheng and I have some history, and since it's his birthday, it's inevitable that he'll appear arrogant."

Yun Ling stroked his beard and sighed apologetically, "It just so happens that I will be going to the border of the empire in a while. I will give him a good beating then. I hope Young Sect Master Yanran will not blame me."

Nalan Yanran gave him a strange look, then shook her head and said, "Of course the Mo family wouldn't dare treat me poorly, but it seems that this has caused dissatisfaction among the other guests."

"Other guests?"

Yun Ling was stunned, feeling a little uneasy: "What does Young Sect Master Yanran mean?"

"Mo Cheng is dead."

"What?!"

Several blue veins suddenly popped up on Yun Leng's forehead, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. His dry and old hands also began to tremble violently, as if he was having an epileptic seizure.

"You mean, Mo Cheng was killed at his doorstep?!"

Looking at Yun Ling, who was so furious that he could barely suppress his Dou Wang-level aura, Nalan Yanran became even more confused. She took a deep breath and continued:

"It wasn't just Mo Cheng. Aside from the elderly, children, and servants who posed no threat, the entire Mo family was slaughtered."

"what--"

Yun Ling's eyes were bloodshot, as if his parents had died and he was furious: "What level of cultivation does this murderer have? Such rampant behavior simply shows that he doesn't take our Yunlan Sect seriously!"

"Great Elder Yun Ling, please calm down."

Nalan Yanran took a few steps back and said coldly, "I was also extremely angry about this matter, but those two mysterious masters dug up the Mo family in front of everyone, and inside were all the remains of young monsters!"

"Even if such unscrupulous villains are executed, it is their own fault. Protecting them will only harm the reputation of our Yunlan Sect. Great Elder, you are aware of this, right?"

Yun Ling's face paled and sank as he was told this. He then said unwillingly, "Even so, the power to judge the Mo family should be in the hands of our Yunlan Sect. Those two are so rampant, we must mobilize the power of our sect to uncover their identities."

"What is the level of their cultivation? Young Sect Master, for the sake of the sect, please tell me the truth. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Hearing these threatening words, Nalan Yanran's expression turned a bit colder, and she said lightly: "They are both Dou Huang."

"I understand the Great Elder's desire to protect the interests of the sect, but are you sure you want my Yunlan Sect to offend two Douhuang masters just for the sake of the Mo family?"

(End of this chapter)