Douluo: Dominating Douluo begins with summoning Kong Deming

Chapter 304 The God of the Holy Spirit Cult

In fact, after witnessing geniuses like Ye Ling, Long Aotian, and even Ye Guyi, Bibi Dong didn't really value Tang San that much.

So what if you have twin martial souls?
Tang San, who had already attached two martial souls to the Clear Sky Hammer, had actually lost some of the advantages of having twin martial souls.

If it weren't for Yu Xiaogang's strong recommendation, Bibi Dong probably wouldn't have come to see him in person.

Bibi Dong hadn't expected that Tang San, like Ye Ling, could withstand her pressure.

This surprised her.

"Your teacher, Yu Xiaogang, has high expectations for you, and I also possess twin martial souls, do you understand?"

Bibi Dong's tone softened slightly.

For intelligent people, sometimes it's not necessary to speak so explicitly.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Holiness the Pope."

Tang San was naturally a smart man, and he understood the meaning behind Bibi Dong's words.

"This matter is quite sudden for me, so I ask Your Holiness to give me some time to consider it."

Tang San sneered inwardly.

Join Wuhun Palace?
What a joke!
If the pure and innocent Tang Shenwang were to join the evil Spirit Hall, wouldn't that be a slap in his own face?
"Hmm, it's good to think about it carefully."

Bibi Dong valued talent and didn't pressure Tang San excessively.

"You can come find me anytime once you've made up your mind."

"Thank you, His Majesty the Pope."

Tang San nodded, and then, at Bibi Dong's gesturing, slowly withdrew from the Papal Palace.

"Mistress, how was it? What did the Pope say to you?"

As soon as Tang San stepped out of the Papal Palace, he bumped into Yu Xiaogang, who had been anxiously waiting at the door.

"Nothing said."

Upon seeing Yu Xiaogang, this old conman, Tang San felt a surge of disgust, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Didn't say anything?"

"how is this possible?"

A hint of doubt flashed across Yu Xiaogang's face, and his tone inevitably carried a trace of suspicion.

"Teacher, I need to prepare for the next competition, so I'll head back now."

Tang San really didn't want to continue entangled with Yu Xiaogang here, so he immediately went back to the hotel.

"You mistress, I'm your teacher!"

"Is this how you treat your teacher?"

When Yu Xiaogang saw that Tang San was about to leave, he quickly grabbed his sleeve.

Tang San was speechless.

On his path to godhood, Yu Xiaogang's help to him was, if not entirely nonexistent, negligible.

Does Yu Xiaogang really think he's still that little kid who just awakened his martial soul and doesn't know anything?
If it weren't for the purpose of testing Yu Xiaogang's damned theory of the ten core competitive aspects of martial souls, his Blue Silver Grass wouldn't have been equipped with any animal-type soul beast soul rings.

As a result, he is currently unable to evolve his martial soul into the Blue Silver Emperor.

"Teacher, please have some self-respect."

Tang San suddenly flicked his sleeve, and the Mysterious Heaven Skill burst forth from his body, directly causing Yu Xiaogang to stagger backwards, eventually falling to the ground with a thud.

Tang San didn't even glance back at Yu Xiaogang before turning and walking away.

"It seems your disciple isn't as respectful to you as you claim."

Just as Yu Xiaogang was still standing there, stunned and at a loss, a mocking voice rang out from beside him.

"He...the mistress...he wasn't like this before."

Yu Xiaogang murmured to himself.

"But that's exactly how he is now."

A ghostly figure appeared suddenly beside Yu Xiaogang.

"Looking at your disgusting appearance now, you might as well seriously consider our proposal."

"You corrupt ones, you've already ruined our Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family enough, do you want to ruin me too?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at the ghost and lowered his voice, gritting his teeth.

"Aren't you afraid I'll report you to Bibi Dong?" "It was the Patching Heaven Pavilion, not our Holy Spirit Cult, that first destroyed your Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family."

Despite Yu Xiaogang's threat, Gui Mei's tone remained relaxed.

"If you really wanted to report me, you would have done it already."

"A coward like you, who is afraid of death, would you risk being retaliated against by our Holy Spirit Cult by reporting me?"

Yu Xiaogang was speechless for a moment.

He would naturally not admit that it was because he was afraid of dying.

He simply felt he had to keep his life to avenge the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

"Think it over carefully. As long as you are willing to cooperate, you can have almost limitless power."

The ghostly voice was filled with a unique allure, especially for Yu Xiaogang, who was always bothered by his half-level innate soul power.

"You should give up this idea!"

Yu Xiaogang swallowed hard, and a righteous expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"Even if I die, I will never cooperate with you."

Who knows what the future holds?

Ghost knew that the time wasn't right yet, so he chuckled and disappeared from Yu Xiaogang's sight.

As Yu Xiaogang watched the ghostly figure disappear, a complex expression flashed across his eyes.

The titled Douluo in the Spirit Hall naturally all have their own residences in Spirit City.

As a favorite of Pope Bibi Dong, Ghost was no exception.

"The leader."

In the backyard of the mansion, the ghost knelt respectfully on one knee before the figure in the pavilion.

"How did things go?"

The figure had short, fine silver hair that looked very stiff, like steel needles.

With bright eyebrows, a straight nose, and a square mouth, he was quite handsome, with deep purple eyes that subtly revealed a profound aura.

He looks very young; if it weren't for his silver hair, he would look like a middle-aged man.

“He still has reservations and is unwilling to fully cooperate with us.”

The ghost shook his head.

"It's alright, he's just a little short of the mark. He'll eventually give in."

The middle-aged man was none other than Zhongli Wu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, whose soul power reached level ninety-eight.

"But Master, I still don't understand why you chose him?"

"In my opinion, this man is nothing but a complete waste."

Ghost couldn't help but say.

“It was not I who chose him, but our God who chose him.”

Zhongli Wu put his hands behind his back and said leisurely.

"Soul Masters, or rather, the negative emotions of humanity, are never just limited to evil."

"Although Yu Xiaogang is not an evil soul master, his negative emotions such as greed, jealousy, arrogance, and fear of death are far stronger and purer than those of an ordinary evil soul master."

After a pause, Zhongli Wu's tone was also somewhat wistful.

"Most Soul Masters in this world become Evil Soul Masters because of their Martial Soul, just like you and me."

"Such a person cannot exist as a vessel."

"Only someone like Yu Xiaogang is the best sacrifice to bring our god down."

After pondering for a moment, the ghost asked.

"Then why not use some forceful measures against Yu Xiaogang?"

"True depravity is voluntary; coercion destroys that purity."

Zhongli Wu said quietly.

"Anyway, we need time to prepare, so there's no rush."

(End of this chapter)