Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 477 At Least, He Treats Me Well
As a warm-up for the Sifang Pavilion Competition, the Sifang Pavilion Exchange Meeting also enjoys considerable popularity in Zhongzhou.

The reason for this can be attributed to the division of interests among multiple parties.

Although the Sifang Pavilion claims to be moving forward in unison, in the final analysis, it is not a truly united force, and countless small-scale open and secret struggles are naturally inevitable.

Therefore, knowing clearly that Dou Zun masters cannot act at will, the fights among the younger generation are naturally regarded as the criteria for judging the strength of a chamber.

Not only does the allocation of many resources and territories rely on this, but even the position of "first seat" is also decided by the competition of the younger generation.

Under such circumstances, the Sifang Pavilion Exchange Conference has obviously become the biggest criterion for various forces to seek attachment. After all, whether or not to invest in advance will make a huge difference in the price they need to pay.

It seems that the Fenglei Pavilion, which is at its peak, has become the leader of the four pavilions. Even if the other small forces try their best, it is difficult for them to join.
Obviously, eyesight is the most valuable skill in the Sifang Pavilion Exchange Meeting!
"Senior Sister, we're almost there!"

Looking at the solemn building shrouded in dark clouds ahead, Mu Qingluan grabbed the sleeve of the girl beside her and whispered excitedly.

Hearing this, Hun Ruoruo slowly woke up from her resting state with her eyes closed, but a hint of gloom flashed across her eyes.

There is still no news about Xiao Yan.
As the current chief, Fenglei Pavilion naturally became the venue for the exchange meeting. Hun Ruoruo and others left the Tianxing Mountains with the purpose of heading to the Western Region of Zhongzhou where the other party was.

There is an almost innumerable distance between the Southern Region and the Western Region, and this ultra-long distance also provides a prerequisite for the activation of the Soul Order.

It can be said that she was activating the Soul Order all the way, trying to get in touch with Xiao Yan.

However, contrary to expectations, the opponent's soul mark became even dimmer than usual.
There are only two possibilities that could lead to the current situation.

"They're extremely far away, or... shielding themselves?" Hun Ruoruo quietly clenched the Soul Order and muttered, "You bastard brother, we've got some clues about the Sound Valley. Don't go to that branch hall and die."

She knew very well that with Xiao Yan's reckless nature, as long as there was a place where he could help her, he would definitely rush forward without hesitation even if it meant risking his life.
"Senior sister, senior sister?"

Seeing that the other party had not responded yet, Mu Qingluan immediately moved closer, waved her hand in front of Hun Ruoruo's eyes, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Hun Ruoruo shook her head and smiled: "It's nothing. I was just thinking about something and got distracted."

"Oh?" Mu Qingluan's expression turned suspicious. "Is it about that senior brother who went to train alone?"

Being suddenly exposed by the other party, even with Hun Ruoruo's shrewdness, she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. She felt that answering "yes" or "no" seemed wrong.

She cleared her throat and pretended to be nonchalant, "Xiao Qingluan, it's not polite to guess what others are thinking."

Mu Qingluan seemed unwilling: "But, but——"

"But what?"

"But, Senior Sister's brows have been furrowed since just now."

"Uh, is there?"

As soon as these words were spoken, a look of surprise crossed Hun Ruoruo's previously stern face. She subconsciously reached for her brow, only to find that her once smooth skin was now twisted like a knot, looking extremely unnatural.

If she frowned for too long, it would be difficult for her to notice the abnormality in her own movements. However, the other party did give her a reminder.

Mu Qingluan looked at the girl who was constantly rubbing her eyebrows in front of her, and couldn't help but burst out laughing. She came forward mysteriously and whispered:
"Senior Sister, my mother told me that if a girl meets a man she cares about, she can't hide her feelings on her face. She also specifically warned me not to be fooled by those bad guys. Otherwise, if I meet the wrong person, I will lose both my face and my body!"

Hun Ruoruo blurted out without even thinking: "He is not that kind of person."

However, as soon as she said this, she instantly realized that something was wrong.

As expected, after hearing this, Mu Qingluan's smiling face finally revealed a gossipy expression without any concealment.

"I didn't expect that Senior Sister actually has someone she likes." Mu Qingluan sighed, "If those disciples of Xingyun Pavilion knew about this, they would probably want to eat that Senior Brother alive!"

Hun Ruoruo surprisingly didn't refute. She just turned her head slightly, her cheeks slightly red as she said angrily, "I just care a little, it's not like I'm in love with you. Don't say anything nonsense."

"I understand, I understand." Mu Qingluan nodded in agreement, and then little stars gradually appeared in her eyes. Questions popped out of her mouth in a series like pearls.

"What do you think, Senior Sister? Is that senior brother handsome? Is his cultivation strong? What kind of personality does he have? And..."

As expected of a bird-like magical beast, once she started talking, Mu Qingluan was like a playful little bird, chirping and asking questions non-stop beside Hun Ruoruo, as if she wanted to ask all the questions about the curiosity she had about the relationship between men and women after years of painstaking cultivation.

Hearing the other party's questions one after another, Hun Ruoruo answered them as if possessed by a ghost.

"His looks are only good-looking. As for his cultivation, he should have just reached the initial Dou Huang stage, which is much worse than you. As for personality? Can a big wooden head be considered a personality?"

After saying this, Hun Ruoruo held her forehead with some uncertainty. After thinking for a moment, she murmured to herself in confusion, "This guy, does he have so many shortcomings? How come I can't see them on weekdays? Could it be that I've really been blinded by him?"

In front of others, even if the other party misunderstood their relationship, Hun Ruoruo was unwilling to lose face for Xiao Yan just because of a momentary displeasure.

But for some reason, when facing Mu Qingluan, a girl with both excellent looks and talent, she almost subconsciously chose to talk about Xiao Yan's few minor flaws.

Mu Qingluan was a little stunned. She never expected that this senior sister who was always calm and composed would express her disdain for another person in such a long speech. She didn't know whether it was an honor or an insult.

For a moment, Mu Qingluan felt less admiration for the senior brother whom she had never met, and instead felt more curious.

"According to what Senior Sister said, does that Senior Brother Xiao Yan really have no merits at all?"

Mu Qingluan seemed to realize something, and then pretended to be confused and lengthened her voice, looking lost.

“No.”

Hearing that the other party seemed dissatisfied with Xiao Yan, Hun Ruoruo's heart tightened, and then she said softly in a gentle tone that she herself had not noticed:
"At least he's nice to me."

(End of this chapter)