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"Your immortal body is so strong?"

There was still an expression of disbelief on the face of the Demon Saint.

If it were him, who had just entered the immortal realm, his Hell Shura body would not be able to be so terrifying.

Thinking of this, the smile on the Demon Saint's face became more intense. The stronger Lu Ren's talent was, the more beneficial it would be for the Undead Demon Clan.

"It seems that I have underestimated you. If I can repair your foundation, your combat power will be even stronger than when you went through Hell!"

The Demon Saint laughed.

"Is there any way to help me repair my foundation?"

Lu Ren asked.

"Yes, of course. The Ancient Soul Clan has an eighth-grade elixir that can repair one's roots. I can just go and ask for one. Let's go to the Ancient Soul Clan and let the people of the Ancient Soul Clan see the genius I have newly recruited!"

The Demon Saint laughed.

The cultivators of the Ancient Soul Clan have extremely powerful immortal souls, so many members of the Ancient Soul Clan are good at alchemy and formations.

"That's good. If I can repair my foundation, I'm confident that I can defeat some powerful Three Immortals!"

Lu Ren said.

"Well, let's go, follow me to the Ancient Soul Realm!"

After the Demon Saint finished speaking, he personally took Lu Ren away from the Demon Saint Palace.

Ancient Soul World!

It is also the Taicang Immortal Realm, one of the only relatively intact Western immortal realms.

The environment here is the same as the Undead Realm, with skeletons of living creatures everywhere, piled up into mountains and roads, emitting an endless breath of death.

Ancient Soul Clan!

In an ancient palace.

In the center of the hall, there was a cage, and inside the cage, a girl in a purple dress was tied up.

The girl's face was pale and covered in bloodstains, but it couldn't hide her stunning beauty.

Outside the cage, a beautiful woman in purple robe was holding a long black whip in her hand and constantly whipping the girl in purple skirt.

Bang bang bang!

Almost every whip left a blood mark on the purple girl's skirt.

"Do you agree or not?"

As the beautiful woman spoke, she whipped the girl in the purple dress madly with the whip.

However, the girl bit her lip, her expression full of stubbornness, and said: "Mother, except for this matter, I am willing to do anything you ask me to do!"

The beautiful woman stopped and said, "Hunxian'er, you disappoint me so much. I sent you to Daoyi Immortal Realm to take advantage of the youth of those geniuses and turn them into your soul slaves so that they can become our helpers when they become stronger. But what have you done over the years?"

"Mother, it is my daughter's incompetence that has prevented me from sharing your worries!"

Hun Xianer said.

"Incompetent? Just the word incompetent can make up for all the mistakes? Do you know how much resources our Ancient Soul Clan spent to send you and several elders to Daoyi Immortal Realm?"

The beautiful woman said coldly: "You ruined my plan!"

Hun Xian'er looked guilty.

She knew in her heart how much of an impact her failure in this mission would have on the Ancient Soul Clan.

Although the Demon Fairy Clan and the Daoyi Fairyland have opened up the Immortal Battlefield, the infighting within the Western Branch of the Demon Fairy Clan has never stopped, especially when they came to the Taicang Xuanyu. This fairyland is like a treasure trove, and a large amount of natural treasures can be dug up at any time.

The branches of the Western University are constantly fighting each other in order to compete for these rare treasures.

Over time, the strong will always remain strong.

They, the Ancient Soul Clan, ranked third in the Western Branch, and their song was ranked third.

On the contrary, the Undead Demon Clan, because of the rise of the Undead Demon Princess, surpassed the Yama Clan from the original second place and became the leader of the Western Branch, and even became the leader of the entire

Her mother, the leader of the Ancient Soul Clan, sent her to Daoyi Fairyland in order to make the Ancient Soul Clan stronger. She used her beauty to turn some young geniuses into her soul slaves, hoping to train these soul slaves to serve the Ancient Soul Clan.

Although she has trained some soul slaves over the years, she is just an ordinary genius.

"Mother, now that the matter is done, I only hope to make amends!"

Hun Xian'er whispered.

"Make up for it? Now that the opportunity has been missed, how can you make up for it?"

The beautiful woman snorted coldly, "Now, all you can do to make up for it is to listen to me and marry you to Yan Musheng of the Yanluo Clan. When he was young, he admired you very much. Now, he has become one of the most outstanding talents of the Yanluo Clan, and even the defender of the third-level Immortal Prodigy Arena. You will not be wronged if you marry him!"

"I won't marry!"

Hun Xian'er shook her head, and a young man's figure emerged in her mind.

"Not marrying?"

The beautiful woman looked indifferent and continued to whip Hun Xian'er a few more times, saying, "Now, our tribe's prodigy Hun Ji Ning was killed by Lu Ren, and even the Blood Soul Banner was lost. In the demon hunting trial one year later, what can we do to compete with the other three tribes?"

"Yan Musheng said that as long as you marry him, he will be our Ancient Soul Clan's son-in-law, and he has the right to represent our Ancient Soul Clan in the Demon Hunting Trial!"

In the Western University branch, this kind of marriage often occurs, and the Western University branch will not prevent it. On the contrary, such marriages often give birth to some powerful geniuses.

"So, in my mother's eyes, I am just a tool?"

Hun Xian'er's lips trembled as she spoke bitterly.

"My daughters, Hun Xingying, are all tools. You are, and so is your sister. But your sister is better than you. She can inherit the position of clan leader in the future. Originally, if you could refine a few evil soul slaves, you would also have a chance to compete for the position of clan leader. Now, your only value is to marry Yan Musheng!"

The beautiful woman took back the whip, walked to Hun Xian'er, pinched Hun Xian'er's face, and said, "I gave birth to you so beautifully, you should make the most of this face!"

"I won't marry him!"

Hun Xian'er stared at the beautiful woman with a stubborn look on her face.

"You should know my methods. If you don't agree, I can erase your memory!"

Hun Xingying's other hand, with its extremely long, sharp purple nails, touched Hun Xian'er's forehead and said, "Yan Musheng said that he likes obedient people, preferably those without thoughts. He only likes your face, so, I will erase your memory and modify your memory a little bit, that's all!"

"No, mother, don't do that. I agree. Isn't that enough?"

Hun Xian'er's pupils dilated, revealing a look of fear.

What she was afraid of was not that her memory would be erased, but that she would forget Lu Ren.

Once the memory is gone, it is like a blank sheet of paper!

"too late!"

Hun Xingying shook his head and said, "If I don't clear your memory, I'm afraid you will do something that will displease Yan Musheng!"

As she spoke, her fingers slowly reached into the center of Hun Xian'er's eyebrows.

A strange energy invaded the origin of her immortal soul.

Ahhhhh!

Hun Xian'er's snow-white face twisted and she screamed in pain. In her mind, Lu Ren's figure gradually became blurred.