Douluo Continent: I can nurture soul beasts and even perform super evolution.

Chapter 246 Holy Spirit Cult, I'm Back! Bai Xiuxiu, why are you everywhere? (Combined Chapters)

Holy Spirit Church.

General forum.

Deep underground, in a place of unknown depth, a vast underground palace stands silently. Inside the palace, countless black-robed figures are carrying goods that have just been transported back from the Sun and Moon Empire, as well as some sacrificial offerings, which can be considered as "rent" paid to the true monarch of this forest.

High position.

Ye Xishui looked down at the trembling elders and dozens of altar masters and holy spirits scattered throughout the Sun and Moon regions. These were the backbone of the Holy Spirit Cult, but at this moment, they were groveling at her feet like dogs, waiting to be ordered around.

If she had been young and had so many followers, and had control over the lives and deaths of so many people, she would have been so happy that she couldn't sleep at night.

But everything changed after she was defiled by the old ghost Zhongli. She became cynical and began to cultivate like a madwoman. Unfortunately, the person she wanted to take revenge on the most died young, so even though she now has a lot of power and can easily crush that beast, she is helpless.

"You go on."

She continued.

"The Second Elder died the night before, in a sacred altar within the territory of Mingdu. The Holy Maiden was with him at the time, but she disappeared that night. All 123 followers of the entire altar were slaughtered."

"The Fourth Elder, the Seventh Elder, and the Eighth Elder died tragically last night in a street alley and were burned to ashes. According to the Fourth Elder, who managed to escape and is now seriously injured, the person possessed extreme fire, even more so than Ma Xiaotao in the past competition."

"Even if they joined forces, they couldn't withstand the slightest resistance; the opponent's strength was ridiculously powerful..."

"As for the altars, all thirteen altars in Mingdu were destroyed overnight, and seven hundred and twenty-three brothers within the sect were executed..."

Upon hearing this, all the Holy Spirits trembled.

so horrible.

If it were just the altar that was destroyed, everyone would still be confident in finding the culprit. But even when the four elders encountered it, three died and one was injured.

Who has the Holy Spirit Cult offended?!
“Shrek?” Long Xiaoyao pondered.

Ye Xishui pursed her lips and shook her head: "No, Shrek Academy's revenge shouldn't be focused on Nangong Wan and the others, and besides, this order..."

She took a deep breath, thinking of someone, but she forcefully suppressed this crazy thought, constantly reassuring herself.

He's dead! You watched him turn to ashes with your own eyes!

"Moreover... as far as I know, Shrek Academy should not have such a powerful Super Douluo, let alone the Ultimate Flame."

"If it's not Shrek Academy, could it be that those brats from the Sun Moon Empire are ungrateful and have started plotting against us in secret?" Long Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow again.

"No! Something's not right!" Ye Xishui's tone suddenly became urgent, her dark purple pupils scanning her surroundings: "Who's not here?!"

"Reporting to the Supreme Elder, the Three Worthies have not arrived today," a servant said.

"Why didn't you say so sooner?!" Ye Xishui instantly flew into a rage, grabbing the waiter's neck. The latter looked terrified: "You said yourself that the high-ranking officials didn't need to all be present, and those who weren't present didn't need to be notified to you..."

But the next instant, with a shrill wail, the waiter's soul was forcibly stripped from his body and grasped in Ye Xishui's hand.

"Damn it."

Ye Xishui's face turned cold as she forcefully kneaded the soul in her palm, as if it were a lump of dough.

But her body was trembling slightly.

That boy was terrifying. At such a young age, she had to use all her trump cards to "kill" him. After returning home that day, she had a rare good night's sleep, but now... it seems he has crawled back from hell.

Given Su Wen's talent, what would have happened if he hadn't died?
That would be the calamity of the Holy Spirit Church.

Just like now...

"Actually, there's one more who hasn't arrived yet." Long Xiaoyao remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking, "Zhang Lin was sent to the Dongyang City branch altar by you, and there's still no news from him."

"Send a letter!" Ye Xishui's voice was somewhat shrill: "Tell the Eighth Elder to return to the main altar immediately after seeing the letter! There must be no delay!"

"Yes!"

"Xiaoyao, come with me to Mingdu," Ye Xishui finally said softly.

"it is good."

……

Mingdu.

South City.

A booming sound came from the sky.

The enormous six-winged phantom of the dark angel had its wings forcibly torn off by a savage beast, which then swallowed its head whole. Dark energy surged and wreaked havoc within its body, but failed to achieve its goal and was instead unwillingly converted into the beast's own energy, gradually dissipating...

"Looks like you're having a really bad time." Su Wen put his hands behind his back and leisurely looked at the middle-aged man who was standing opposite him and looked rather disheveled.

Just like the phantom, his six black wings, which had been captured, were forcibly torn off, and dark red bloodstains and wounds remained on his back.

The former third venerable of the Holy Spirit Church is now like a stray dog, barely clinging to life.

"They actually only used one soul beast..."

What made him even more desperate was that Su Wen had only used one pet beast from beginning to end, yet he had managed to bring him to such a desperate situation.

This young man was clearly ridiculously weak... only at the Soul Saint realm, but the enormous, hundred-meter-tall, menacing beast behind him made it impossible for him to move an inch.

"A dying man's words are good." The fallen angel Lu Yang gasped for breath, clutching a deep, bone-revealing wound on his chest. "Now that I am dead, may I ask you a question? How did you manage to survive that day?"

"Want to know?" Su Wen asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Lu Yang nodded.

"Because I can transfer myself to another space, which is also a characteristic of my martial soul." Su Wen opened his palm, and a red Poké Ball quietly spun.

"I see..." A hint of joy flashed in Lu Yang's eyes.

“But there are also drawbacks.” Su Wen shook his head, seemingly dissatisfied: “For example, if I enter from here, then no matter when I appear in the future, I will only be here… If you had been more patient that day, you would have been able to wait for me.”

"I see." Lu Yang suppressed the joy on his lips. Since that's the case, there's no need for you to take action. I will naturally dissolve myself and return to heaven and earth.

After saying that, the six wings that were just missing were instantly restored, and on each wing, it was as if an eyeball had been added, all looking at Su Wen.

Then its wings scattered in all directions.

At the same time, Lu Yang's figure slowly dissipated, seemingly having truly committed suicide.

But Su Wen smiled.

He slowly opened his palm.

A burst of intense heat erupted from its body, instantly turning the entire sky into a fiery domain. Countless black wings were scorched to ashes, but one of them suddenly spoke in a human voice: "Su Wen! Spare my life! I'll be your slave... Ahhh!!!"

"Actually, if you didn't know this secret, you wouldn't have to die..."

"Su Wen! You will die a horrible death! The Supreme Elder and the Grand Elder will find you sooner or later, imprison your soul, and torture you slowly..."

"Sigh..." Su Wen picked at his ear, looking utterly bored.

"I was just kidding. You'd die anyway if you didn't tell me."

He shook his head as he watched the tuft of feathers burn to ashes and the hundreds of small points of light rising from the ground in the northern district. These were members of the Sun Moon Empire's Royal Soul Masters, used to safeguard the stability of the imperial city.

His figure flashed, as if time and space had stood still.

When they reappeared, they stopped in front of hundreds of well-equipped guards from the Sun Moon Empire's Soul Master Legion. These guards looked anxious or bewildered, but their movements were perfectly synchronized, demonstrating the elite quality of the unit.

What surprised Su Wen even more was that these guards were all equipped with soul-guided mechs, symbolizing the cutting edge of soul-guided technology. He rested his chin on his hand, casually examining and even disassembling and analyzing them. Su Wen nodded slightly. A six-ring soul master equipped with a mech was enough to raise their strength to the level of a soul saint. Moreover, with the support of a healing item and some heavy firepower, they could be considered top-tier even among traditional soul saints.

The Soul Saint, consisting of more than two hundred people.

Even though such a Soul Master Corps is only a tiny minority in the entire Sun Moon Empire, it is still quite terrifying...

For the original continent, it was an absolute weapon of mass destruction.

No wonder they were quickly swept aside.

The Sun Moon Empire's accumulated expertise in soul tool technology over millennia, along with the massive number of mid-to-high-level soul masters cultivated through resource-intensive training, means that even if these individuals exhaust their potential, they will still be a formidable army before their lifespans are nearing their end.

Discarding the traditional concept of Soul Masters, relying on accumulating Soul Power to squeeze out the potential of Soul Masters might make them slightly weaker in major competitions, but in the military... that would be a calamity.

It can rival it.

Only battle armor remains.

Alas, while it is feasible to forge battle armor through Heavenly Forging nowadays, it only supports high-end combat power. If a method for forging first and second-class battle armor cannot be developed, battle armor will be nothing more than a castle in the air, remaining an unattainable existence for most people.

"How about... we go to ten thousand years in the future?"

Su Wen shook his head.

I wonder when the next time anchor point for the Big Eyes will be refreshed. But ten thousand years from now, superhumans will be everywhere, the limits will be lower than dogs, and combat power will have expanded to an unprecedented level...

Turn your gaze south.

"The next... chapter... what's coming next?"

"Hurry up and keep up!"

Su Wen's figure slowly disappeared.

The soldier whose mech he disassembled and inspected looked completely bewildered, as if he had the illusion that his entire body had been seen through, but he didn't know where this strange feeling came from.

"Zhang Qiang, what the hell are you waiting for!"

Only after the captain's angry rebuke came through the communication channel did they nod repeatedly and follow.

……

Outside Dongyang City.

Su Wen looked at the black-robed man who had already been crushed and the letter in his hand, and grinned.

"Looks like we've been found out."

"Well, that's good too. So your name is Zhang Lin..."

Strolling leisurely into the city, I sat down at a roasted snow pig restaurant, ordered a portion of snow pig, and then asked the staff for information with a smile.

The Holy Spirit Cult is rampant in the Sun Moon Empire, and its altar is somewhat hidden, making it difficult to find. I should have left that messenger behind...

"This...this...how would we know?" The waiter turned pale with fright, put down his cutlery and the snow pork, and left without looking back.

As the waiter left, several figures in black robes in the restaurant subtly cast glances at Su Wen.

After all, the Holy Spirit Cult was practically a minor force in the Sun and Moon Empire, yet someone dared to recklessly inquire about it, which naturally piqued their curiosity and attention.

"..."

Seeing that Su Wen had finished eating the snow pork, he prepared to leave.

The leader of the black-robed men gave the others a wink, signaling them to follow...

"Sigh, he clearly went in from here!" A man in black robes frowned as he looked at the empty alley.

"Found out, huh? Interesting." The leader of the black-robed men smiled. "Looks like he knew his actions would bring him death. Oh well, since he's escaped, then we'll..."

"A fatal disaster?"

"Slipped away?"

A mocking voice came from behind the five people.

"Does Zhang Lin know that you're saying this?"

"Who are you?! How dare you recognize our Lord!" The leader of the black-robed men clearly realized something was wrong. After all, anyone who dared to address him like that was probably someone of the same status and position as the Lord. His tone also became noticeably weaker.

"Su Wen, do you recognize him?"

“Su Wen…”

The group shook their heads blankly.

"It seems that news of what happened in Mingdu hasn't reached us yet..." Su Wen sighed softly, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"But it's alright, you'll recognize each other soon enough."

……

"Hahaha, those guys are so easy to fool, they look so naive. If this were the Sun Moon Empire, even a three-year-old on the street would know that doing business with the Holy Spirit Cult is a sure way to lose money."

"Stop talking nonsense. You have to give me that mermaid with the best talent. My Ten Thousand Souls Banner is still missing a main vengeful spirit. Once I have all twelve main vengeful spirits, I might even be able to challenge for the position of enshrined spirit." Another thin old man sneered.

“That’s natural.” The bloated old man nodded. “But that 80,000-year-old demon soul great white shark is mine. If it can drop a soul bone, it might be suitable for me.”

"can!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"I just don't know where Elder Zhang went."

"Who knows? He just can't stay still. He always likes to go to the beach to catch some sea spirit beasts to roast and eat. Octopus, huh? That's normal. We should still think about how to swindle more benefits from those guys." Wan Hun Douluo grinned.

"Also, I need to prepare materials for refining recently, so I'll have to go into seclusion for a while. Remember to tell your subordinates not to bother me."

"Don't worry, we've been partners for so many years." The Abomination Douluo waved his hand. "I just wonder what the situation is like in Mingdu. I heard that the higher-ups sent Zhang Gongfeng here; is he hiding from someone..."

"Could it be that there's been a conflict with the Sun Moon Empire? Mingdu is our sect's headquarters, suppressed by two Limit Douluos. What problems could possibly arise? Perhaps it's just some disputes that will be resolved soon."

"Keep drinking!"

"Come on! Do it!"

"..."

Beneath the walls of Dongyang City.

In a vast underground chamber, countless kinds of sea spirit beasts are imprisoned, but most of them are sickly and listless. They are also enclosed by iron bars, which prevents them from escaping.

Su Wen, meanwhile, was staring at a great white shark that was nearly twenty meters long.

His face was full of astonishment.

No, why is this guy... here?!

"No, Bai Xiuxiu?"

"How did you end up in here?!"

(End of this chapter)