Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 94 We Are All Bad Guys
"woo"

Feeling the throbbing in her soul, Nalan Yanran unconsciously let out a moan.

In the past two months, Nalan Yanran's spiritual power has made great progress, and she has finally figured out the truth about her original weakness of being afraid of illusory things.

That's because her sensitivity to soul power is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Therefore, after learning this, Nalan Yanran would always inadvertently recall the scene when she first met Hun Ruoruo——

The blue-haired girl was sitting in the pavilion with a smile on her face, so calmly and elegantly. Anyone who saw her would only think that the scenery was picturesque and the beauty was even more picturesque.

But such a beautiful scene made her so frightened that her whole body trembled and her breathing almost stopped.

In her opinion, even Gu He, a sixth-grade alchemist, was probably far from being able to match the other party in terms of soul power.

As for why we compare it to Furukawa.
Although Nalan Yanran was the young master of the Yunlan Sect, when it came to soul power, she didn't even know the names of the realms, let alone the differences.

Thinking of this, even though Nalan Yanran was somewhat wary of Hun Ruoruo, she still couldn't resist the urge to become stronger and compromised with the other party again and again.

She didn't want to lose the three-year agreement.

An hour later.

After finishing her training, Nalan Yanran silently sat up from the cushion and bowed slightly in the direction of Hun Ruoruo.

"Thank you, Elder Shuang, for your guidance."

In addition to soul power, with the assistance of the opponent's water-attributed fighting spirit, Nalan Yanran's strength has jumped three stars in succession compared to the initial one-star fighting master, reaching the middle-level fighting master.

Therefore, although this extremely young Elder Shuang did not look much older than her, the strong were respected in the Douqi Continent. Moreover, he had done her a favor, so she should be given enough respect out of both emotion and reason.

"Very good, very good. You really know how to behave. However, we have known each other for a while, so there is no need to be so polite." Hun Ruoruo smiled, as if she was a girl next door in the secular world, without the slightest airs of an elder.

Seeing this, Nalan Yanran hesitated for a moment before finally speaking out, "Yanran may be dull, but she also knows that someone like Elder Sishuang wouldn't choose to help me simply out of interest, right?"

"If you have any needs, Yanran can try to ask the teacher. She shouldn't refuse."

Nalan Yanran knew very well that Elder Shuang's help was not without reason, and the other party did not seem to intend to hide this fact.

But when she thought about the improvement in her strength during this period, Nalan Yanran's complex emotions towards Hun Ruoruo eventually turned to gratitude.

She is not an ungrateful person.

"Oh? You are actually doing a favor in the name of Sect Master Yun. Won't she be angry if you do this?" Hun Ruoruo asked curiously after hearing this.

She had seen many people promise favors, but this was the first time she had seen someone do favors in someone else's name and act so complacent about it.

"I'm just asking. Whether or not to agree is up to the teacher."

Nalan Yanran felt a little uncomfortable under Hun Ruoruo's gaze. She turned slightly to the side and said, "However, if the teacher knew about my training progress, he probably wouldn't refuse."

"Is it because she thinks you can protect the reputation of the Yunlan Sect?"

Although Hun Ruoruo looked like she wanted to get to the bottom of the matter, she already had a vague idea of ​​the reason in her heart.

For a moment, an inexplicable emotion surged into the girl's heart again.

Nalan Yanran shook her head and said, "Teacher may have such expectations of me, but it's not for this reason. Maybe he's more happy for me, right?"

After saying this, she blushed slightly, as if she didn't understand why she always confided in Elder Shuang. "Is that so? You are such a dedicated master, so enviable."

The answer was the same as Hun Ruoruo expected. After all, even if it was a decision as outrageous as breaking off the engagement, Yun Yun, as her elder and teacher, still agreed to it according to her wishes. It goes without saying how much she doted on her.

After a long silence, Hun Ruoruo held up her snow-white chin with one hand, waved at Nalan Yanran with a smile, and said some meaningless farewell words.
"Well, now that the training is over, I won't keep you any longer. Remember to close the door after you leave."

"What was said before"

"Young Sect Master Yanran is worrying too much. Sect Master Yun, please don't worry about my affairs."

Hearing this, Hun Ruoruo interrupted casually, then turned and walked towards the depths of the cave.

Looking at the other person's departing back, Nalan Yanran shook her head in confusion, then put the cushion back to its original place and quietly left Hun Ruoruo's cave.

The sound of a heavy stone door closing was heard, and the cave exit, which had originally been slightly illuminated, suddenly became pitch black.

Suddenly, a clear laughter like the sound of a spring rang out. Hun Ruoruo shook her slightly tired body and lay lazily on the bed. Her graceful and sarcastic voice echoed in the room.
"The young lady who lives a happy life is really bored and has nothing better to do than complain about nothing every day."

A trace of envy flashed across the girl's eyes, which she hadn't noticed yet. She then slowly closed her eyes.
"Unfortunately, you are a bad person to Xiao Yan, and I am also a bad person to you."

Being in a state of compressed fighting spirit, she still needs to continue to accumulate energy.

Yunlan Sect, training ground.

Although Nalan Yanran, as the young master of the Yunlan Sect, is far superior to his peers in terms of cultivation, due to his age, there are still some people in the younger generation who can fight with him.

Therefore, in order to hone her combat experience, Nalan Yanran usually chooses to compete with disciples of the same level or above.

Knowing that she could not personally experience the improvement brought by a life-and-death fight, Nalan Yanran attached great importance to sparring and spent a lot of time on it almost every week.

"Qianfeng Gang!"

Nalan Yanran let out a light shout, and a spiral of wind shot out from her hand, seemingly finding the weak point of the person in front of her. With the sharp sound of breaking wind, the disciple who was making a parrying posture not far away fell down, with almost no room to fight back.

Holding his injured abdomen in pain, the disciple who had reached the level of a five-star Dou Shi forced himself to stand up and said with a wry smile, "Young Sect Master Yanran's strength has improved by leaps and bounds recently. I'm afraid I'm no longer a match for him."

Completely different from when she faced Hun Ruoruo, Nalan Yanran's expression was calm at this moment, and even the movement of putting away the sword seemed otherworldly and graceful.

She nodded slightly to the other party and then rushed to the rest area of ​​the training ground.

Watching the beautiful figure gradually disappear into the distance, several disciples who were watching from the side gathered together instantly and started discussing in a buzzing voice.

"Has Young Sect Master Yanran's strength increased too quickly recently?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Yun Cheng is said to have been practicing swordplay since he was three years old. Once he got hold of the sword, he felt one with it and couldn't let it go. Now he's even reached the strength of a five-star fighting master, yet he couldn't even withstand a single blow from the Young Sect Master!"

"I don't know if you've noticed, but the Young Master's attack is much more accurate than before. It's as if he had eyes and was able to avoid Senior Brother Yun Cheng's fighting attack."

Nalan Yanran, who was walking not far away, naturally heard all the discussions of the crowd. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, no one compared her to Xiao Yan anymore.

Is it really as Elder Shuang said, that in order to achieve the goal, we should do whatever it takes?
Not long after, Nalan Yanran, whose thoughts were drifting away, suddenly noticed the faint humming of her sword, and her expression suddenly showed a hint of unconcealable joy.

"Teacher, are you out of confinement?"

(End of this chapter)