Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 487: Guardian Yan and Chief Soul Watching the Show (4k4, please subscribe!!)

After three months.

Northern Region, Tianmu Mountains.

After Hun Ruoruo and the other person crossed the distance of several space wormholes, a huge mountain covered by thick clouds and fog finally appeared in their sight.

The Tianmu Mountains, where the Tianshan Blood Pool is located, have extremely steep terrain. Not only is it difficult for ordinary Douhuang cultivators to fly over it by transforming their Dou Qi into wings, even Douzong-level warriors will be forced to stop due to the many restrictions in the mountains.

It is precisely because of the existence of this natural barrier that the Tianshan Blood Pool has not yet fallen into the hands of a behemoth like the Fenglei Pavilion, but has been fought for by young talents from all sides through competition.

"Senior sister, senior sister?"

Looking at the doors and windows of the carriage that had not been opened for a long time, Mu Qingluan hesitated, but finally reached out and knocked carefully.

"laugh--"

Following a dull sound, the fragrant aroma of herbs instantly penetrated Mu Qingluan's nose, instantly lifting her spirits which were originally a little tired from the journey.

"Is this a pill?"

Almost instantly, Mu Qingluan noticed the origin of the strange fragrance and immediately exclaimed in a low voice.

However, before she could open her mouth to ask, a shadow wrapped in fighting spirit was thrown out from the open window frame.

"then."

"?!"

Seeing this, the girl in green was shocked and almost subconsciously stretched out her hand to take it. After carefully confirming that the jade bottle was not damaged, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior Sister, you... you can actually make pills?"

Sensing the residual warmth in the jade bottle, Mu Qingluan pinched her face and asked almost as if she was in a dream.

A cultivator with water-attributed Dou Qi could make pills. Even in dreams, such a situation would never happen!
"Is it strange?" Hun Ruoruo slowly pushed the door open and walked down, stretching lazily. "Although it's only a fifth-grade pill, it should be of some help to you."

"Fifth-grade elixir."

Upon hearing this, Mu Qingluan hurriedly opened the cork and carefully examined the round, snow-white pill.

Although there are no elixir patterns engraved on it, judging from the medicinal power it emits, there is no doubt that this is a high-level elixir of the fifth grade!

Hun Ruoruo smiled slightly. "I happened to have some free time recently, so I delved into alchemy. However, compared to those elixirs that improve cultivation, I personally prefer this kind of 'unconventional' method."

"Unorthodox methods? Senior sister, what you mean is that this pill is very different from normal pills?" Hearing that the other party seemed to be hinting at something, Mu Qingluan asked with her head tilted.

Hun Ruoruo smirked and said, "This pill is called the 'Consciousness-Stealing Pill'. Simply put, it can completely block one of your five senses for a period of time after taking it."

"what?"

Mu Qingluan was disappointed. "Blocking one of the five senses, isn't this just a pure side effect of the elixir? Who would have the time to block their senses?"

Hun Ruoruo wasn't annoyed, and asked with a smile, "Who is the controlling clan of the Tianshan Blood Pool?"

"They should be the Gold-Eating Rat Clan, right?" Mu Qingluan was a little uncertain. "Although most of them are only at the second or third level, they have the advantage of being numerous. Moreover, it is said that the clan leader is a Dou Zong-level expert."

Hun Ruoruo continued to ask, "What is the Gold-Eating Rat best at?"

Hearing this, Mu Qingluan was stunned at first, then her mouth suddenly opened wide, finally realizing the key point: "Sonic fighting skills!"

As the indigenous people occupying the Tianshan Blood Pool, the Gold-Eating Rat Clan will certainly set up tests related to their own clan, and the sonic offensive is undoubtedly the key to this.

If you have the ability to resist sonic fighting skills, you naturally don’t have to worry about the assessment.

"Smart." Hun Ruoruo snapped her fingers. "This 'Awareness-Stealing Pill' not only blocks your hearing, but most importantly, it uses its gentle medicinal power to protect your eardrums from being damaged by sound waves. It's perfect for dealing with these squeaking mice."

Blinking, Mu Qingluan's tone suddenly weakened: "Senior Sister, is this considered cheating?"

Hun Ruoruo corrected him righteously: "Is the Qi-Restoring Pill considered cheating? Is the Imperial Pill you've taken considered cheating?"

Mu Qingluan's originally confused eyes gradually became brighter, as if she had discovered a brand new road in front of her.

The reason why alchemist is the most honorable profession is because no force dares to explicitly prohibit the existence of these elixirs!

Unless they never deal with alchemists again, no one will admit the injustice of these pills.

After Hun Ruoruo's explanation, Mu Qingluan immediately cheered up, and there was no longer a trace of doubt in her expression.

Although breaking through the formation was not difficult for her, there were only ten seats in the Tianshan Blood Pool. The sooner she secured a seat, the more blood pool resources she could absorb.

With the help of her senior sister, if she loses to Feng Qing'er again, then her status as the heir of the Qingluan clan will no longer be necessary.
"Don't worry, Senior Sister. With this elixir, the title of number one will definitely belong to our Xingyun Pavilion!"

The figure of Feng Qing'er appeared in her mind. Mu Qingluan clenched her little pink fists and said seriously.

Seeing this, Hun Ruoruo nodded in satisfaction, but other thoughts emerged in her mind -

"Qingluan is close to the peak of Douhuang, and with the specially made elixir, if that guy were here, he would probably find it difficult, right?"

Looking at the pretty girl who was cheering in front of him, Hun Ruoruo smiled and whispered to herself.

With the help of the medicinal bath, the awakening speed of her divine bloodline has been temporarily curbed.

However, everything has a price.

As the price of temporarily sealing her bloodline, Hun Ruoruo not only had to allocate a large portion of her soul power to curb the revival of her bloodline, but she could not easily choose to use all her strength.

It is certainly not worth her while to deal with these young brats now.

"Glacier Valley, I hope you won't let me down." A cold light flashed in his eyes, Hun Ruoruo sighed lightly, and turned to walk towards the town.

Three days passed in a flash, and the much-anticipated Tianshan Blood Pool Competition was finally about to begin.

As a contestant, Mu Qingluan naturally bid farewell to Hun Ruoruo early and appeared at the entrance of Denglin Mountain Range to meet other young heroes.

As low roars were heard, the sky above the mountains suddenly seemed to crack open with a huge gap, releasing vast and overwhelming energy.

"Wow!"

The terrifying energy tide instantly swept across the sky above the entire mountain range. With the surge of this energy, several figures transformed from fighting spirit into wings that had previously gathered in the sky almost hid below as if fleeing, and dared not set foot in the sky again.

"This, this energy fluctuation, I'm afraid only Dou Zong-level masters can have any chance of resisting it, right? Do we really have to pass through here to reach the Tianshan Blood Pool?"

A young man, falling from the sky, said with a pale face, actually backing out before the competition even started. Hearing the young man's question, the Gold-Eating Rat Elder guarding the entrance immediately smiled and explained:
"Haha, even top-tier geniuses like Miss Qing'er are only at the peak of Dou Huang cultivation right now. How could there be Dou Zong masters out there?"

"Don't worry, as long as you don't use your fighting spirit to transform into wings, the energy tide in the sky will not threaten your lives."

With the assurance from the Gold-Eating Rat Elder, everyone present felt a little more at ease.

You know, most of them come here just to broaden their horizons and fight for the treasures in the mountains, but they don't want to lose their lives here.

"Alright, Elder Mu, now that everyone is basically here, I think we can open the Tianshan Blood Pool now, right?"

A clear and pleasant voice sounded. When I looked in the direction of the voice, it was Feng Qing'er who had lost face at the Sifang Pavilion Exchange Meeting.

However, compared to her loss of composure that day, Feng Qing'er had basically returned to normal at this moment. In addition, Feng Lei Pavilion's strenuous efforts to block the news did not have much impact on her image.

The only thing that made people feel a little strange was her cold gaze, which was often cast in the direction of Mu Qingluan, as if she was secretly afraid of something.
"Since Miss Qing'er has spoken, there is no reason for me to refuse."

As a low-level magical beast, the Gold Devouring Rat, Elder Mu clearly valued Feng Qing'er of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan. He immediately stopped neglecting her and a strange humming sound suddenly emanated from his chest.

"I declare that the Tianshan Blood Pool is open!"

A sound so piercing that it caused a dull pain in the eardrums instantly resounded among the mountains and forests.

The next moment, the atmosphere outside the entire Tianmu Mountains was completely ignited!
The Tianshan Blood Pool is a grand event that only takes place once every three years in the northern region of Zhongzhou. Most of the contestants are young people. If they can stand out from the crowd, their talent and strength will naturally win everyone's recognition.

Seeing the crowd rushing towards the mountain, Feng Qing'er floated down from the giant crane. After saying a few words to the two old men guarding her, she turned into a colorful stream of light and instantly came to the front of the crowd.

"You think you can suppress me by sending just Mu Qingluan? Arrogant woman, I will make you pay the price sooner or later!"

Feng Qing'er looked at the beautiful figure in green not far away from her, a trace of unconcealable hatred flashed in her eyes, and she instantly increased her speed again, completely widening the distance between herself and the others.

"Hey, you actually used Three Thousand Thunders right at the start?" Seeing the flashing arcs of lightning on the feet of the woman in the colorful skirt, Mu Qingluan was shocked and shouted in dissatisfaction.

"If you have the ability, you can also use the same level of fighting skills." Feng Qing'er sneered disdainfully, as if she was sneering at the words of the girl in green.

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Qing'er didn't even have the slightest hesitation and rushed towards the entrance of the secret realm!
However, just as Feng Qing'er was about to fly into the entrance, an almost imperceptible strange wind sound quietly brushed across her cheek.

"laugh!"

When the sound of breaking air was heard, Feng Qing'er only felt a flash before her eyes. When she came to her senses again, she found that she had appeared in the secret realm, and there was no movement at all.

"Just now, someone entered the secret realm before me?"

The sudden change made Feng Qing'er frown, and she almost didn't dare to be sure of her own judgment.

As the owner of wind and thunder attribute fighting spirit, she has always believed that she has a deep understanding of wind.

The inexplicable chaotic gust of wind before was obviously not in line with the normal law of energy flow. The only ones who could cause such an effect were cultivators with wind-attribute fighting spirit, or
The fighting skills were so fast that even her eyes couldn't catch them!

This absurd thought flashed through her mind, and almost the next moment, Feng Qing'er completely rejected it.

"Impossible, there is absolutely no way a Dou Huang who is faster than Three Thousand Thunders can exist."

What kind of fighting skill is Three Thousand Thunders?

Even in the Central Continent, it is considered one of the top physical fighting skills. Its value is so high that it can be called the secret of Fenglei Pavilion. There is no possibility of surpassing it.

Even if there is, it is impossible for these young people who are only at the initial Douhuang level on average to perform it successfully!
After much thought, Feng Qing'er finally decided that she was just being too sensitive.

"Damn woman, if it weren't for her, how could I be so paranoid?"

Rubbing her swollen and aching brows, Feng Qing'er's eyes flashed with a trace of unconcealable resentment. She then forced herself to suppress her inner emotions and flew rapidly towards the top of the mountain.

Not long after Feng Qing'er disappeared, the originally silent environment suddenly became violently distorted.

But in just a short moment, a handsome and indifferent young man walked out of the jungle.

"She's pretty decent, but she's got a really vicious mouth."

The young man rubbed his chin and looked towards where the woman in the colorful skirt had left, muttering to himself, "Damn woman? As expected, conflicts between women are always the most difficult to resolve."

Even though his soul has been corroded, he still firmly believes in this conclusion.

"Tsk tsk, if I had the chance, I'd like to see what kind of woman could make the heir of Sifang Pavilion lose his composure like this."

As he spoke, the young man casually held his head and walked slowly towards the mountains as if he was taking a leisurely stroll.

"Ah!"

Above the sky, above a cloud obscured by the energy tide, a crisp sneeze suddenly came.

"hateful."

Rubbing her slightly red nose, Hun Ruoruo couldn't help but complain angrily, "It's fine if I haven't found the person, but why does it seem like someone is still thinking about me?"

As we all know, energy tides are also tides, so naturally they will not have any effect on Hun Ruoruo, who is a pure water fighting spirit.

With the help of the terrain, Hun Ruoruo was able to take advantage of the opportunity to have a clear view of all the people below.

However, what she didn't expect was that the soul order that she had placed high hopes on still didn't make the slightest sound. Even the soul imprint that the two exchanged became extremely dim, making it impossible to capture its trace.

At this point, even if Hun Ruoruo still held onto some unrealistic fantasies, she had basically come to terms with the current situation.

Xiao Yan did not come to participate in the Tianshan Blood Pool at all.

"The Soul Order didn't respond, and the old acquaintances who were supposed to come didn't show up either. Did I say this to be a prophecy?"

Back when she was in Yunlan Sect, she had said that once she arrived in Zhongzhou, Nalan Yanran would probably never have the chance to see her again in this life.

But who would have thought that it was just a humorous complaint at the time, and the other party actually did not go to Zhongzhou as scheduled.

Yes, after getting used to seeing such a willful person like Feng Qing'er, Nalan Yanran also looked pretty.

With a soft sigh, Hun Ruoruo held up her chin and looked at the crowd of people below who were constantly entering the secret realm with boredom. For a moment, she even wanted to go home.

"Forget it, just think of it as doing it for Qingluan."

After a while, Hun Ruoruo gradually curled up, then rested her head on her knees, and said lazily:
"The little girl seemed to be really looking forward to me watching her win. If I just leave like this, who knows how she'll cry later."

The girl's gaze gradually drifted away, and as time passed, the shadow that had originally been extremely long under the sunlight gradually began to shorten, and then covered her body.
For a moment, he was like a shadow.

(End of this chapter)