Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 52 The Sensation Among Various Forces (Please read on...please add to your favorites...please vote with monthly tickets...please recommend...)
The Heavenly Dou Empire, Imperial Palace, Crown Prince's Bedchamber.

Serpent Spear Douluo She Long knelt on one knee, his head bowed low, his voice carrying an undisguised weariness and frustration:
"Young Master, I am incompetent."

"Regarding the clues about the three mysterious powerhouses in the valley of Holy Soul Village, and that ice-attribute Soul Saint... it's like a stone sinking into the sea. We've used all our hidden connections, but still... we have no clue."

Xue Qinghe sat upright behind his desk, his handsome face revealing no emotion, only his fingertips lightly tapping the tabletop, producing a rhythmic sound.

His gaze fell on the deep night outside the window, seemingly unsurprised by She Long's report.

"Okay, I understand. Let's put this matter aside for now and keep an eye on it." Xue Qinghe's voice was calm and composed.

She Long hesitated for a moment, but still forced himself to continue: "Young Master, although this matter has not been fully investigated, but... yesterday, near Longxing City and the Min Clan's territory on the border of the Empire, two... extremely tragic massacres of entire families occurred!"

"Exterminate the entire family?" Xue Qinghe's fingers, which were tapping on the table, suddenly stopped, and his sharp gaze instantly locked onto She Long. "Explain yourself!"

"Yes!" Feeling the pressure of that gaze, She Long quickened his pace, "The clans that were wiped out were... the Power Clan and the Agility Clan, two of the four major sects originally affiliated with the Haotian Sect!"

"What?!" Even with Xue Qinghe's composure, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils and exclaim in shock!

Although the Li and Min clans had been separated from the Haotian Sect for many years, their foundations remained strong. Their clan leaders were all Soul Douluo-level experts, and their clans had many powerful members. Yet, in a single day... they were wiped out?!

"Our people arrived at the scene immediately..." She Long's voice trembled slightly, clearly indicating that the scene he witnessed still left this titled Douluo with lingering fear.

"The stronghold of the Power Clan... has been reduced to scorched earth!"

"Molten iron flowed on the ground, and all the buildings, objects, and even... corpses were burned to almost nothing!"

"The scene still retains extremely violent and scorching fire-attribute soul power fluctuations, the intensity of which... is definitely at the Super Douluo level!"

"According to eyewitnesses who narrowly escaped, the one who made the move was a demon god who controlled crimson flames!"

He swallowed hard and continued, "The Min clan's territory... is like a den of demons and monsters!"

"The entire core area was shrouded in poison, and all living beings... were hanging upside down on the wreckage, their deaths... were gruesome!"

"The corpse was swollen and black, oozing pus and rotting, emitting a highly toxic stench!"

"According to a scout on the outskirts who was equally terrified, the one who carried out the attack was... a demon who controlled the emerald green poisonous mist!"

"Residual poisonous soul power at the level of a Title Douluo!"

She Long's voice was filled with deep apprehension: "Clear marks and...announcement were left at the scene."

He paused for a moment, then uttered the name with difficulty: "'Beast God Pavilion'!"

“Beast God Pavilion…” Xue Qinghe repeated the cold name in a low voice, his eyes changing rapidly.

The mystery of the Holy Soul Village Valley remains unsolved, and now such a ruthless and cruel mysterious force has emerged, directly wielding its butcher's knife against the former arm of the Clear Sky Sect!

Moreover, it was thunderous and overwhelming, leaving no room for maneuver!
He was silent for a moment, then the tapping of his fingers resumed, this time with a different rhythm.

Finally, he spoke slowly, his voice regaining its calmness, even carrying a strange hint of amusement:

"It seems that this 'Beast God Pavilion' doesn't have much goodwill towards the Haotian Sect either." Xue Qinghe's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Try to investigate as much as possible, but... don't provoke them."

"Try to make contact and extend goodwill."

"Such a sharp knife, if I could use it... that would be wonderful." "Even if I couldn't, I must never push it to the opposite side. Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

"Understood!" She Long solemnly accepted the order, his figure quickly disappearing into the shadows.

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Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

On the high papal throne, Bibi Dong leaned against the armrest, listening to the report from a cardinal below. For the first time, an undisguised... solemnity appeared on her exquisitely beautiful yet incomparably dignified face!
"The Power and Agility clans... wiped out in a single day?" Her cold voice echoed in the hall, carrying a chilling disbelief. "Scorched earth? Poisonous prison? Fire and poison at the level of a Super Douluo... 'Beast God Pavilion'?"

She sat up straight, and an invisible, terrifying pressure that seemed to freeze space spread out, causing the cardinal reporting below to break out in a cold sweat and almost kneel on the ground.

"What a cruel method!"

"How dare you!" Bibi Dong's voice was icy cold, but deep in her eyes, there was not just simple anger, but rather a strange light flickering.

She should have been happy to see the vassals of the Haotian Sect slaughtered like this.

However, the strength and unbridled behavior displayed by the "Beast God Pavilion" made her feel a strong threat!
She slowly stood up, her papal robes fluttering without wind, and a terrifying pressure that distorted the space itself spread out, almost suffocating the cardinals below.

"Initiate the highest level of intelligence surveillance!" Bibi Dong's voice was resolute, carrying an unquestionable authority.

"Target: Beast God Pavilion!"

"We only collect publicly available information, analysis of residual energy on the battlefield, and all indirect rumors related to its name!"

"It is strictly forbidden to send any personnel to attempt to contact its core members or infiltrate its potential strongholds!"

"Those who disobey orders will be punished as traitors to the Spirit Hall!" Her command was filled with a deep vigilance against the unknown power and the instinctive scrutiny of a chess player facing a powerful piece that suddenly intrudes into the chessboard.

She needs to know what this "Beast God Pavilion" is planning to do and where it might go next, but she will never deliberately stir up this hornet's nest.

"What I need is the clearest understanding of this organization's movements, intentions, and patterns of power!"

"Any news or disturbance related to this matter must be reported immediately!"

"But remember, we will only be observers, not provocateurs!"

"Understand?"

"I obey His Holiness the Pope's decree!" The cardinal, feeling as if granted a pardon, trembled as he accepted the order and withdrew.

He deeply felt that the Pope's fear of the "Beast God Pavilion" far outweighed his anger.

Only Bibi Dong remained in the spacious and majestic Papal Palace.

She walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the holy city that symbolized the supreme authority of the Spirit Hall, her eyes filled with complex and unfathomable emotions.

The ruthlessness of the Beast God Pavilion made her wary, but the power it displayed and its hostility towards the Haotian Sect also showed her another possibility... a sharp blade that might be able to cut through even more shackles?
Her red lips parted slightly, and she whispered silently, "Beast God Pavilion... what exactly do you want to do?"

"I... am watching."

(End of this chapter)