Douluo Jueshi: I Don't Want to Be an Evil Soul Master

Chapter 1: Holy Envoy
In the dark and damp dungeon, the sound of children crying woke Lin Xiao from his drowsiness. He barely lifted his heavy eyelids and looked around. There were children around him who were no more than five or six years old.

“Tap, tap—”

Clear footsteps were heard from outside the dungeon, and soon, a thin figure appeared at the door. His features were hidden by the black robe, and only the sinister smile was particularly eye-catching.

"Stop arguing."

A hoarse voice sounded, and a chill suddenly spread in the dungeon. The young children huddled together, trying their best to control themselves from crying out loud, but their bodies still couldn't stop shaking.

"It's your honor to serve the Holy Emperor." The figure in the black robe licked his lips, his smile growing wider. "Let me see, which lucky person's turn it is today?"

The cold gaze swept through the dungeon and soon stopped on Lin Xiao.

For a moment, Lin Xiao felt a chill running from the inside out, his hands and feet became numb, as if his soul had been sucked away.

Something in my body began to stir under this gaze, and an inexplicable feeling suddenly appeared and kept wandering in my body.

"Huh?" The man in the black robe made a puzzled sound, "Come here."

Lin Xiao felt that his body was moving uncontrollably towards that person. Behind him, bright red flowers continued to bloom, looking particularly eerie in the dark dungeon.

"You've actually awakened a spirit related to death." The man in the black robe marveled as he sized Lin Xiao up. "You're destined to be a disciple of my Holy Church. Well, how about you decide who should serve the Holy Emperor today?"

Lin Xiao didn't know when he turned around. He only knew that the black-robed man was no longer in front of him, only those familiar faces. They were just a group of children who didn't understand anything, looking at him with clear eyes full of pleading.

His vision suddenly blurred, and the warm feeling on his face was particularly clear in this cold dungeon...

"call--"

Lin Xiao suddenly opened his eyes and wiped his face with his hand. Apart from a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead, there was nothing else on his face.

"Having a nightmare?"

A hoarse voice sounded in my ears. I looked at the bedside in the moonlight outside the window. An old man in a black cloak appeared out of nowhere and was standing at the head of my bed.

"Teacher." Lin Xiao hurriedly got up from the bed. "I just dreamed about some things from my childhood. Why didn't you tell me you were coming so I could greet you."

"Time is urgent, and I shouldn't let too many people know about my coming this time." The old man said, walking to a table nearby and sitting down. "The Holy Church has been making some big moves in the Tianhun border recently, attracting a lot of attention. Some people have even spotted the Shrek Supervisory Group."

"Shrek Supervisory Group?" Lin Xiao repeated this very familiar name.

"Oh, they're just a bunch of brats." The old man chuckled. "But they have many Shrek Academy masters behind them, and their disciples are spread all over the continent. They have many eyes and ears, so they are really difficult to deal with."

"We can no longer stay at the several branch altars near the border. Go and deal with the aftermath to avoid being entangled by Shrek Academy."

"I understand, teacher." Lin Xiao nodded in response.

"Well, this isn't your first time dealing with something like this, so I don't need to give you any more instructions." The old man nodded. "Once you've accomplished this, I'll take you back to Mingdu to claim some credit. As long as we get this credit, our Holy Church won't have to be as cautious as it is now."

"Okay, let's do it..."

The old man's voice gradually faded, and the room fell silent for a moment. After waiting, Lin Xiao slowly looked up, but the old man was no longer by the table. He reached out and turned on the lighting soul tool on the table, and the orange light illuminated a handsome face that looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.

Lin Xiao knew clearly that he practiced diligently during the day and even meditated at night, so why did he suddenly fall asleep tonight and dream about his childhood?

I'm afraid it has something to do with my teacher, who is nicknamed "Sleeping Nightmare".

Nearly ten years have passed since Sleepy Nightmare Douluo brought him out of the dungeon. Although they are master and disciple, there is not much real master-disciple relationship between them.

The martial soul of Sleepy Nightmare Douluo is called Nightmare Demon, which is a martial soul that uses the fear of others to cultivate. I am afraid that in the eyes of Sleepy Nightmare Douluo, I am just a durable training tool.

Thoughts were swirling in his mind for a long time. After that, Lin Xiao rummaged through the storage soul guide, found a large black cloak, put it on, and walked out the door.

In any case, there is a huge gap between him and a Titled Douluo now, and there are still some things that need to be done.

Under the moonlight, Lin Xiao's figure was flying through the woods. The trees on both sides kept retreating. The wind was whistling in his ears, and from time to time there were a few roars of soul guide explosions. That was the sound of a night battle of the border army in the distance.

More than four thousand years ago, the collision between the Sun-Moon Continent and the Douluo Continent plunged the four empires into chaos. The war between the Sun-Moon Empire and the three major empires on the original Douluo Continent lasted for a long time.

Even today, more than four thousand years later, although there are no more large-scale wars, frictions of all sizes still occur frequently, making several borders difficult to manage.

The branch of the Holy Spirit Church is located in such a place.

The trees around him were very similar, making it difficult to tell where he was going. However, it was clear that this wasn't Lin Xiao's first time here. He continued walking at a steady pace, even donning a mask. Soon, a few rays of light shone through the gaps between the trees in the deep forest.

"who?"

The light was coming from an inconspicuous little hill, with a man-made cave entrance underneath. Tangled weeds piled around it served as a cover, and two furtive figures were hiding on the side, observing the surroundings.

One of them seemed to have discovered something, but just as he opened his mouth, a strong wind came through the air, brushed his cheek and hit the tree trunk next to him.

The man subconsciously turned around and saw a pitch-black token. In the moonlight, he could vaguely see several skulls carved on it.

"it's me."

Before he could figure out what was going on, a voice suddenly rang out beside him.

The man's expression instantly became respectful, and he bowed slightly, "Greetings, Your Excellency the Holy Envoy."

As he spoke, he pulled out the token nailed to the tree with great effort and handed it over with both hands.

"Where is your Great Holy Spirit?" Lin Xiao took the token, and the mask made his voice a little unclear.

"It's right inside. The Great Holy Spirit and the Second Holy Spirit are both inside." The man pointed hurriedly into the cave. "The Great Holy Spirit has instructed us to be careful in the near future. Basically, the people from the branch altars haven't gone out."

"That's perfect, come in with me."

(End of this chapter)