Douluo: Peerless Black Tortoise Moon God

Chapter 325 Zhongli Wu: I will not keep the glory of conquering Douling's capital to myself.
"Yes, Master." After questioning the undercover agent on behalf of the followers, Zhang Peng turned to answer Zhong Liwu's question, looking somewhat troubled.
"Reporting to the Master, since we moved here two years ago, we have obeyed orders not to attack the nobles before you leave the pass. We only send our followers to do some robbery and looting. As a result, in the past two years, there have been very few new members in our sect, and our income is almost non-existent. We are also showing signs of running out of resources."

As he spoke, he took out a small booklet and handed it to Zhongli Wu.

Zhongli Wu rolled his eyes a few times, his brows furrowing as he said with dissatisfaction, "Why are the commoners and merchants of the Douling Empire so poor? You can't even get much gold and silver from ransacking homes?"

Zhang Peng smiled wryly and said, "Master, this place is not like the Sun Moon Empire. The soul tool technology is very backward. Moreover, as you know, due to historical reasons, the Douling Empire has the most nobles."

Zhongli Wu raised his head, a cold glint in his eyes: "So what?"

"The nobles, big and small, have been collecting taxes in their territories for a hundred years, leaving the commoners and merchants impoverished and with no money left to be made. The place we've chosen isn't very good."

Zhang Peng shrugged, his tone indignant.

"I, the leader of this sect, think this place is quite nice!"

Zhongli Wu's face turned cold, and he hissed, "When has this leader ever liked to rob those poor bastards? Whoever has money, this leader will rob them! Nobles, the more the better! Otherwise, wouldn't I have come for nothing?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Peng's eyes lit up. He cupped his hands in a respectful bow and reported, "Speaking of robbing money, I have something to report. Some time ago, the Sun Moon Empire's Hall of Worship launched an attack on the royal family... and the Heavenly Soul and Star Luo Empires quickly followed suit..."

Zhang Peng reported on the free escape competition for nobles of the three empires led by Xu Tianxi. Zhong Liwu's eyes suddenly gleamed. As he listened, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his dark purple lips, letting out a "hehehe" laugh.

Upon hearing that the exiled nobles had either fled to Shrek City or to the Douling Empire, Zhongli Wu clapped his hands and laughed, praising:
"Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant indeed! The things those bastards of the Sun Moon Empire did are exactly what this leader wanted to do. What use are those royal pigs? They should have done this a long time ago..."

Suddenly, he changed the subject again, saying, "Hmph, they wouldn't do it when we were still in the Sun Moon Empire, but they only did it after we left. What a bunch of stingy guys. Do they think our sect's blade is not sharp enough?"

Zhang Peng raised his head slightly and asked in a low voice, "Then, Master, what should we do now..."

Zhongli Wu tilted his head back, stretched out his arms, chuckled, and a strange sense of holiness appeared on his face as he solemnly declared:
"Our doctrine is to spread the light of the Holy Spirit to the earth. How can we turn a blind eye to the suffering of the common people of the Douling Empire?"

"Then, Master, shall we go down the mountain and wipe out some of his nobles?" asked the Dark Cloud Douluo, Crow.

"No! What's the big deal about killing a few nobles? If we're going to kill, let's start with the royal family!"

Zhongli Wu extended a finger, his eyes flashing with an eerie light, and said decisively:

"I have come to the Douling Empire to serve as its national advisor. Our Holy Spirit Cult is destined to become the state religion! We will also transform this impoverished and weak Douling Empire, restore the glory of the Heavenly Douling Empire, and make our Evil Soul Master lineage the orthodox lineage of all Soul Masters in the world!"

"In governing a country, strict laws and regulations are essential, and the royal family is no exception!"

"The Douling Xue family is rotten to the core. You all should make some preparations and come with me to Lingdou City to have a good talk with that old emperor. We should also help reduce the burden on the common people of the Douling Empire."

"Yes!"

The evil spirit masters responded loudly.

Zhang Peng said with some worry, "Master, I remember that although the Douling Empire is the weakest of the original three kingdoms, they still have a few notable figures in their Hall of Worship, with the level 97 Tianyang Douluo as their leader. We..."

"With me personally taking action, what is a mere level 97 Heavenly Sun Douluo? Xiao Changfeng is the ultimate ice, not the ultimate fire!"

Zhongli Wu waved his hand, his expression cold, and said, "This time, we must strike with one blow and take down all the Title Douluos in Lingdou City as quickly as possible. Wu Yun, you have special abilities. Take some of the sect's elites and enter the palace in advance to control the emperor. Anyone who dares to stop us will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes," Wuyun Douluo replied, bowing.

"You all prepare yourselves. I, the leader, am going to see my mother and Uncle Long."

Zhongli Wu shook his hand and turned to go to the secluded training grounds of the two Limit Douluos to seek their guidance on difficult questions.

After inquiring about Yan Shaozhe's background, Zhongli Wu received a somewhat hesitant but affirmative answer from Ye Xishui: "That's right, Yan Shaozhe is indeed my descendant. You should be one or two generations older than him."

Back then, when Ye Xishui was sowing discord between the Light and Dark Saint Dragons, she drugged Long Xiaoyao, resulting in her becoming pregnant after just one time and giving birth to a boy. Ye Xishui then sent the boy to a family surnamed Yan, because Ye Xishui herself had the surname Yan before joining the Holy Spirit Cult.

She had investigated Yan Shaozhe's lineage and found that he was a descendant of her grandson or great-grandson, but she didn't know which generation specifically.

Zhongli Wu clapped his hands in delight, his eyes gleaming with excitement, his admiration for his mother reaching an unparalleled level.
"I see. I never thought I had such a good nephew or grandnephew. Mother, now that Shrek Academy has no other Super Douluo capable of fighting besides Yan Shaozhe, when will we join forces with Shrek Academy?"

He said, "How could Yan Shaozhe have let Ling'er go? It turns out we're all family."

Ye Xishui said coldly, "Yan Shaozhe is unaware of this identity he has."

"Huh? He doesn't know? Then he..."

Zhongli Wu paused, his eyes darting around, and continued, "So how should we treat Shrek Academy students from now on? Should we continue the revenge killings or..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but he believed Ye Xishui would understand what he meant.

After a moment of contemplation in her secluded retreat, Ye Xishui slowly said, "With such a good opportunity, we certainly can't let Shrek Academy slip by. Xuanzi's cultivation has recovered somewhat. Once he returns to his title, we will naturally help him reclaim his rightful place at Shrek Academy."

"Take him with you when you go to Lingdou City this time."

As he finished speaking, a gentle breeze swept over him, and a streak of light shot out.

Zhongli Wu looked closely and saw a tall and imposing figure in front of him. The figure had a deep and awe-inspiring presence, a disheveled appearance, and eyes like two dark holes that swallowed light. The figure was surrounded by a domineering and powerful aura.

"Elder Xuan? He's already recovered to level eighty-nine? Mother and Uncle Long's methods are truly divine." Zhongli Wu was overjoyed.

"It's nothing," Ye Xishui sighed and said.
"I didn't expect that old tortoise to be so ruthless. After Xuanzi's cultivation level recovered to level 89, he has been unable to re-condense his soul core. To allow him to return to the titled Douluo realm, he must devour a Super Douluo-level soul master."

"This time, you will accomplish this goal in Lingdou City."

Zhongli Wu solemnly cupped his hands in greeting: "Please rest assured, Mother, I will definitely ensure that the Supreme Elder of our sect recovers his cultivation, and one day return to Shrek Academy to reclaim everything that belongs to him!"

Ye Xishui hummed in agreement and remained silent. Zhongli Wu then asked, "Mother, Uncle Long, you've been in seclusion for two years. How is your recovery going?"

"It will take some time for you to fully recover. You can go now." Ye Xishui's voice was tinged with impatience.

"Yes, yes, yes, Xiao Wu takes his leave."

Zhongli Wu knew that his mother would not recognize anyone when she was angry, so he took Xuanzi and ran away.

"Let's go, Elder Xuan, let's go to Lingdou City and pick out a suitable prey for you, hehehe..."

In his secluded retreat, Long Xiaoyao sighed softly, his face filled with sorrow.

"Xi Shui, Xi Shui, you've kept this from me so well. If Mu En knew that his personal disciple was also one of yours, I wonder what he would think."

Ye Xishui said coldly, "This is not something you should know, and you don't need to care."

Long Xiaoyao sighed and shook his head, saying, "I was just thinking that we both feel guilty towards Mu En. Shrek Academy was the place he was willing to risk his life to protect. Now that he's dead, isn't it a bit too much for us to attack Shrek Academy..."

"Confused!"

Ye Xishui raised her eyebrows and sneered, "If Shrek Academy still had its former strength, I would naturally not touch Shrek Academy out of respect for Mu En. But what kind of number one power is Shrek Academy now?"

"If we don't take action, those Soul Masters from the Sun Moon Empire will never let go! Rather than letting the enemy benefit, why don't we seize this treasure land ourselves? If Heaven grants it and we don't take it, we will surely suffer the consequences!"

"Since I didn't ask you to attack Shrek Academy, Xiao Wu can wipe out all the strongmen of Shrek Academy with a few people. You don't need to feel guilty!"

Long Xiaoyao just smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking that after his friendship with Mu En, things had come to this. He couldn't do anything else, but he could at least preserve Mu En's bloodline.

"Alas... Brother Mu, this is all I can do. That old devil Zhongli was too cunning. Who would have thought that both of your successors were..."

……

The Spirit Empire, Spirit City.

Due to the underdeveloped soul guidance technology, only parts of the imperial palace and some noble residences in Lingdou City were lit up after nightfall. The evil soul masters who flooded into Lingdou City like dark clouds and black tides easily identified their targets.

"Enter the city quietly, without firing a shot. Everyone remember, in large-scale operations, be ruthless! From the royal family to the nobles, anyone who dares to obstruct us, kill them without mercy! Of course, the emperor absolutely cannot die."

Zhongli Wu stood on the dark cloud formed by the Dark Cloud Douluo, looked around with a monocular telescope, and suddenly waved his hand.

"Action! We will take the capital of the Douling Empire. This glory will not be enjoyed by me alone!"

"The leader is loyal!"

The members of the Holy Spirit Cult stood at attention and bowed, then each found their own path and stealthily moved towards their targets, all at the Title Douluo level.

His gaze drifted into the distance, and Zhongli Wu chuckled incessantly, licking his lips, his eyes filled with a chilling coldness.
"Xuanming Sect, Sun Moon Empire, once we take over Lingdou City and control the Douling Empire, I will settle accounts with you slowly..."

……

After a while.

In the palace.

As the banquet drew to a close, Emperor Douling, who had been enjoying song and dance performances day and night, limped back to his palace with the help of palace servants.

This cousin of Xu Sanshi, who had spent another day wasting away his life, was thinking about which concubine's palace he should visit tonight when suddenly a huge force came from behind him.

"Bang! Bang!"

Before His Majesty the Emperor could react, the palace servant beside him collapsed limply, blood gushing from his seven orifices.

"Hehehe, it's the time when the moon is high in the sky. Such a beautiful moment, yet Your Majesty chooses to go to your bedchamber. What a waste!"

A sharp laugh came from Wuyun Douluo's throat. Regardless of whether the emperor, whose cultivation was only at the level of a mere Soul Emperor, could take it, he carried him to the artificial lake in the palace, boarded a boat, took out a dragon throne that he had obtained from who-knows-where, and pressed it down firmly.

"Who, who are you? What do you want to do to me?" After confirming that he was not dead, Emperor Douling reacted, his eyes widened, and he asked in a trembling voice.

He was neither arrogant nor did he put on airs, because the person in front of him had nine spirit rings, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Only a Title Douluo could kidnap him in this palace without being killed by his guards.

"Hahaha, of course we are here to help Your Majesty. We want to help Your Majesty restore the glory of your ancestors, punish the traitors, and recover the old capital. These matters are not up to us to decide. Let's wait for our leader to come."

Wuyun Douluo laughed wildly, his laughter echoing in the vast emptiness, as if he had no fear of being overheard.

Emperor Douling trembled, as if he could see mountains of corpses and seas of blood swirling before his eyes.

"To punish the traitors and reclaim the old capital?" Isn't that just attacking the Heavenly Soul Empire? The Douling Empire, used to living a life of leisure and complacency, is going to fight the Heavenly Soul Empire, which rose to power through rebellion? Is that for real?
Where did this Title Douluo come from? And what exactly is the Cult Leader?
Suddenly, a chilling wind swept in, and a large group of figures dressed in black robes flew in, led by a masked man.

"Hehehe, Your Majesty, we report that the Hall of Offerings plotted a rebellion. We have already executed and captured them all for Your Majesty. We now present the head of the Hall of Offerings Master, Tianyang Douluo. We hope Your Majesty will not be alarmed."

"My imperial palace is plotting a rebellion?! What are they after?"

Emperor Douling stiffly turned his head, feeling that the world had truly gone mad.

(End of this chapter)