Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 75 Frost Soul Envoy

Yun Yun activated the green wings woven with fighting spirit and quickly arrived at the Yunlan Sect Master's Hall.

Upon seeing a familiar figure, Yun Yun frowned slightly and walked forward to ask, "Yun Leng, what did the earlier voice transmission mean? How come I didn't know that our Yunlan Sect is about to welcome a guest elder?"

"Haha, Sect Master, don't be anxious. I just learned about this not long ago."

Turning his head to look at Yun Yun, Yun Leng quickly laughed dryly and explained, "However, Sect Master, there is no need to worry. This person was personally assigned by the old Sect Master. His loyalty is absolutely impeccable."

"Isn't the teacher in seclusion practicing?"

"Master, you may not know that the old master once gave me a soul jade pendant as a means to convey his will."

Yun Yun pursed her red lips slightly, her eyes slightly cold, and then she said lightly: "Do the other elders also mean the same thing?"

"Yun Du, Yun Sha and other elders have no objection to this."

"You've made some good preparations. However, after I finish my training, I will definitely verify this with my teacher. If there is any falsehood, hum."

With a cold snort, Yun Yun didn't say anything else. She turned around and flew towards the cave where the sect master was practicing.

Only after Yun Yun's figure completely disappeared in the air did Yun Leng let out a long sigh, with a playful look on his face.

"Although Yun Yun's cultivation has reached the Dou Huang level, her character is too indecisive. No wonder the old sect leader was reluctant to reveal the matter to her. In this case, I should thank her."

With a sinister laugh, Yun Leng walked to the end of the corner, put on the simple black robe that had been prepared long ago, and hurried towards the outside of Yunlan Sect.

Jiama Empire, Imperial Capital

As the most prosperous place in the Jia Ma Empire, the imperial capital is packed with people, and there are even many special races with strange appearances among the people coming and going.

Different from the mundane atmosphere of Wutan City, the people in the imperial capital generally have a higher level of cultivation, and it is indeed a fertile place where cultivators gather.

In such a mixed crowd, the unusual behavior of wearing a black robe would not even attract the attention of those around him. After all, they had seen it so many times that they just took it for granted.
After bypassing the bustling streets of the imperial capital, Hun Ruoruo, dressed in a black robe, followed the soul mark on the black parchment and came to a more remote alley.

She looked up at the towering mountain peaks shrouded in clouds and mist not far away, and couldn't help but laugh secretly.
"You're so close yet you still have to hide it. Anyone can see it, right?"

Hun Ruoruo had naturally anticipated the level of caution of the Soul Palace members, but now it seemed that these people seemed to be trying to cover up their own faults.

However, I think it was because she knew the relationship between Yunlan Sect and Soul Palace that she subconsciously associated the relationship between the two.

If it were someone else trying to join the Soul Palace, before gaining their trust, they would have no idea that the prestigious and upright sect that claimed to protect the Jiama Empire was actually secretly involved with these ghosts.
Unlike the other people who joined the Soul Palace who were timid and fearful, Hun Ruoruo made a playful face under his black robe, and then walked calmly and quickly into the alley.

Just as she expected, the moment she entered the alley, the bustling scene and noise around her instantly disappeared, replaced by a strange, eerie, and damp air.

Gusts of cold wind blew, as if containing the wails of the soul.

"The crude method of using powerful bricks to fly must have been arranged by a guardian-level figure."

With a faint curve at the corner of her mouth, Hun Ruoruo took out the black paper in her hand and infused a trace of soul power into it.

Strange fluctuations gradually echoed in the gloomy alley, and soon, a figure also dressed in a black robe walked out from the shadow in the corner.

"come in."

The old voice carried a hint of uncontrollable arrogance, and it seemed that it belonged to an upright person who had been in a high position for a long time.

Following the other person's footsteps, Hun Ruoruo walked deeper into the alley and into a dim, narrow room. The black-robed man produced a strangely shaped disc-like object and pushed it in front of Hun Ruoruo, saying meaningfully, "Dou Wang Jiuxing, water-attributed Dou Qi. I presume you are not from the Jia Ma Empire, right?"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

".?!"

Hearing the other party's answer, Yun Leng's old face hidden under the black robe twitched a few times in an instant. Besides being shocked, he couldn't help but feel a little unbelievable.

woman?

Are you also proficient in the Soul Palace’s special communication methods?
You know, in order to learn this special method of communication, he secretly imitated the spirit of the Protector every time he spoke.

Even so, he has only learned the basics.
If this woman becomes the Soul Palace's messenger, she might even suppress him!
After hesitating for a moment, Yun Ling didn't dare to disobey the order of the person behind him. He pointed at the disc and said pretentiously, "I didn't expect that you also understand this special communication method. However, even so, the necessary procedures before joining the Soul Palace cannot be omitted."

Yun Leng actually didn't understand the meaning of the other party's previous words, but there was no sign of timidity in his words. Instead, he seemed confident.

The necessary step before joining the Soul Palace is to channel the soul power contained in this disc into the space between the eyebrows.

It seems like an easy action, but Yun Leng knows that most people will be forced to give up when they try it for the first time because they cannot bear the pain.

In addition to the pain of having the soul branded, there is more of the fear of being manipulated and controlled. You know, those who can join the Soul Palace and become Soul Envoys will definitely not be lower than the Dou Wang level in strength.

Such strong people usually have their own pride. When they find out that their lives and memories are in danger, the mental struggle is the most difficult process.

Once they give up, death is what awaits them.

After all, the Soul Palace would never allow outsiders who knew the stronghold to survive.

Thinking of this, Yun Ling's smile became slightly sinister, and he looked at Hun Ruoruo in front of him with some ill intentions.

The girl in black robe lifted up slightly, stretched out her hand and placed it on the disc, a burst of light shot out and went straight into the center of her eyebrows.

After pretending to be stunned for a few breaths, Hun Ruoruo exhaled and said, "Hehehe, does this count as passing?"

She didn't want to be "jie" anymore, it was too unpleasant.

"This this."

Looking at Hun Ruoruo who seemed fine, Yun Leng's old face couldn't help but twitch violently, his expression was horrified.

You know, even with his utter loyalty to the old Master Yunshan, he hesitated for several days when it came to this step.

The black-robed woman in front of him, who had a pleasant voice, absorbed the soul seal into her brow without even a moment's hesitation.

Could it be that she doesn't know the meaning of it?

Or, in order to become stronger, this woman would even sell her soul easily?

He secretly took a deep breath, and after a long while, he said in a dry voice: "Of course you passed, Frost Soul Envoy, welcome to the Soul Palace."

A scary woman, you must never offend her.

(End of this chapter)