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

Chapter 247 Leaving
"Eighth Elder."

"Okay." Lin Xiao nodded and walked towards the interior of the stronghold.

The Holy Spirit Cult's stronghold has been rebuilt, and the soul tools installed inside were all completed by Nether Thunder Douluo and Lin Xiao, who are quite familiar with the place.

It was still daytime, far less lively than at night, but some people had already gathered nearby waiting for it to get dark. The absence of the underground arena during this period had deprived some of the fun.

Lin Xiao withdrew his gaze from the people outside and continued walking inside. The disciple who had just spoken quickly came up to him again.

"Eighth Elder, the Third Elder is currently receiving Alliance Leader Shangguan of the Ordinary Alliance. Would you like me to take you there?"

Shangguan Weier?

Lin Xiao frowned slightly. When Shangguan Qing was still in the academy, he had some dealings with the Ordinary Alliance.

After Shangguan Qing left the Sun Moon Royal Soul Guidance Academy, he would occasionally go to the Ordinary Alliance to exchange for information or materials, but he rarely saw Shangguan Wei'er appear in person again.

Her sudden arrival here is probably for the upcoming Soul Master Competition.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Xiao waved his hand gently, "Forget it, I just came to say hello. When the Third Elder comes back, tell him that I have to go out for a while."

"Yes," the disciple replied. "Also, the disciples the sect has prepared for the Soul Battle Tournament have been delivered here. Would you like to take a look at them yourself?"

Lin Xiao paused for a moment upon hearing this, "They've all arrived?"

"Yes."

"Then let's call them over." Lin Xiao sighed softly and continued walking inside.

With Nangong Wan gone, Lin Xiao, as one of the people in charge of this base, has also reserved a room for himself.

After turning a few corners along the corridor, Lin Xiao pushed open the door next to her and went inside.

Sitting to the side with a soft sigh, Lin Xiao quietly waited for the arrival of the seven disciples.

He hadn't met all of those disciples, but he had heard about them to some extent. They were disciples whose martial spirits didn't look obviously like those of evil spirit masters, and they were much gentler in their actions.

When he was selecting disciples, he paid special attention to what they had done. He didn't know what they were thinking, but as he had said before, if there were any of them who were like him in the past, working under him would at least make things easier for him.

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

"come in."

"Eighth Elder, the disciples sent from headquarters are all here."

"Well, you go out first."

The disciple nodded, and after leaving, he thoughtfully closed the door behind him.

The seven disciples stood in a neat row, looking at the figure in front of them. Their expressions were not visible on the mask, and they could only guess what would happen next.

Lin Xiao stood up and glanced at the group. Several disciples' eyes visibly darted away, especially Tang Ya, who instinctively lowered her head after seeing Lin Xiao's gaze.

She still remembers that it was this person who brought her into the Holy Spirit Cult.

“Now that you’re here, you all know more or less what you’re supposed to do.” Lin Xiao carefully observed their expressions. “Similarly, I know that as disciples of the Holy Sect, your strength is not lacking.”

"However, what I need is not the ability to fight to the death. What you will be doing is sparring with your opponents in the arena in front of a large audience." "I will not make you give up your usual fighting style, but you must learn how to control your power. Also, how to cooperate with those around you."

Lin Xiao spoke slowly, observing the changes in their expressions. Although not very obvious, one could more or less see some confusion and doubt on their faces.

Perhaps this was the first time in the Holy Spirit Cult that they had received such a strange mission: not to learn how to kill efficiently, but to learn how to "spar".

Lin Xiao gave them some time to gradually adapt.

In the Holy Spirit Cult, the way disciples are trained is mostly through mutual slaughter, like raising poisonous insects. The dead become nourishment for the survivors. Lin Xiao has also come this far, so how could he not know the doubts in the hearts of these people?

"As you can see, this is an underground arena where matches will be held tonight. When the arena is empty, you can go up there to spar with each other, get to know each other's abilities, and learn to control your power."

"After we got to the back..."

Lin Xiao paused slightly, looked up through the door and glanced outside the room, "We'll talk about the rest later, you guys go back first."

"Yes."

Several disciples responded, but their eyes remained filled with confusion. The words of this "Eighth Elder" were somewhat unfamiliar to them, and he seemed to have never mentioned what would happen if the mission failed.

Lin Xiao opened the door and saw that Ming Lei Douluo was already standing outside.

"Third Brother, come in and talk."

"Haha, did I disturb you?" Ming Lei Douluo laughed as he watched the disciples walk past him.

He had changed his attire; he was no longer wearing his signature black cloak, but rather resembled Nangong Wan from before, dressed in expensive clothes, looking even more like a businessman than Nangong Wan had been.

"No, I just wanted to meet with these disciples. There are still more than two years until the next Soul Battle Tournament. Let them train slowly first, and we'll talk about other things later."

“I naturally trust Eighth Brother to do things.” Ming Lei Douluo said, glancing at the departing figures of the disciples. “It’s just that you’ve only recently become an elder, and there are some things you’re not used to yet.”

"Being too lenient with these disciples might not achieve the effect the sect leader wants."

"Really?" Lin Xiao followed Ming Lei Douluo's gaze and glanced at the end of the corridor. "It's alright. I'll check the effect first. If the effect is not good, I will naturally satisfy the sect leader."

The Thunder God nodded, not continuing the conversation, then turned to Lin Xiao, "By the way, I just heard you were going out for a while?"

"Yes." Lin Xiao nodded. "Being valued by the sect leader, I took over the position of teacher and elder. However, my cultivation is insufficient and I cannot compare with you, Third Brother. Therefore, I am thinking of improving my strength as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, the Thunder God Douluo's expression changed slightly, and he stared at Lin Xiao for a long while. "I remember you broke through to the eighth ring not too long ago, right?"

"You always have to prepare in advance. If you wait until you reach a bottleneck to seek a breakthrough, you will always waste a lot of time."

"It seems you're quite confident about breaking through to the ninth ring, Eighth Brother," Douluo Minglei said with a smile. "Don't underestimate the difference of just one ring."

"Thank you for letting me know, Third Brother. I will be careful."

"Okay, I'll take good care of things at the base while you're gone."

As soon as Lin Xiao left, all the income from the underground arena during that time went into the pocket of Ming Lei Douluo, and at this moment he was genuinely smiling.

(End of this chapter)