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

Chapter 291 As Expected

"Don't worry, although I can't let you take revenge yourself, you will be in command of the army and will give the orders yourself."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Ju Zi knelt down, bowing her head deeply.

"Now that everything is in place, let's ask the Elite Competition team to speed things up a bit. Otherwise, if it drags on for too long, it might just cause some unexpected problems."

"Yes," Orange replied.

"Alright, get up." Xu Tianran suddenly smiled and reached out to help Ju Zi up.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Ju Zi stood up and naturally placed her hand on Xu Tianran's shoulder. "Your Highness, Ju Zi wants to be alone."

"Oh?" Xu Tianran tilted his head slightly. "Who is it?"

"It's the one I mentioned to you last time. I think he has a lot of experience in using soul tools in the military, and I want him to stay by my side to help command the army."

Xu Tianran did not respond to this, but narrowed his eyes slightly as if he was thinking about something. "Alright, you are in the army, and you do need a few capable people by your side. You can arrange it yourself."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"It's getting late, you should go back and rest." Xu Tianran said gently, but after Ju Zi left, he looked at the door and uttered a few words softly, "The Holy Spirit Cult..."

After Lin Xiao returned to the stronghold, some of the faster Soul Masters had already finished their matches.

After all, the first day of the competition was not strict; it was just the simplest qualification test. Being able to make a level three soul tool was enough to pass.

For some level 5 or even higher Soul Masters, it's naturally a piece of cake.

"Who is it?" When Ming Lei Douluo saw Lin Xiao return, he hurriedly stood up and asked.

"I think it was a master from the Star Luo Empire who came with the contestants. After being discovered, he only tested them briefly before leaving quickly."

Upon hearing this, Nether Thunder Douluo looked Lin Xiao up and down, "Are you not injured?"

"No." Lin Xiao shook his head. "They probably wouldn't dare to cause too much of a commotion in Mingdu."

"That's good." Ming Lei Douluo breathed a sigh of relief and sat down again. "They can only be smug for a few more days."

Lin Xiao also sat down and looked down, following the gaze of the Nether Thunder Douluo.

Huo Yuhao had already completed the creation of the soul tool and was walking down the platform with He Caitou.

"It ended so quickly, did they realize they couldn't pass and wisely withdrew?"

The man from before seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and appeared out of nowhere.

"I just want to know where to receive the award," Huo Yuhao chuckled, spreading his right hand.

The middle-aged man looked down at the golden badge in Huo Yuhao's hand, and his voice suddenly caught in his throat.

"This...this is impossible! It hasn't been that long! You must be cheating!"

"You have to take responsibility for what you said." Huo Yuhao's expression turned serious, and a slight light shone in his eyes.

"Your Majesty!" Someone nearby heard the commotion and hurriedly stopped the man, "These two distinguished guests have passed the test, why don't you apologize quickly?"

"me……"

“There’s no need for an apology,” Huo Yuhao said with a smile. “Wanwang, what a fine name. I hope that when you get to the other world, you can truly be the King of Kings.”

"What are you going to do?" Wan Wang had already sensed something was wrong and turned to leave, but after taking only two steps, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. "The best quality I have is that I keep my word. Since I can't win the bet, I will naturally keep my promise."

"The competition isn't over yet, how do you know you can't win?" Wan Wang's tone was somewhat urgent.

"You really think I don't know what you just did?" Huo Yuhao chuckled, then suddenly raised his hand and delivered a light palm strike to Wan Wang.

"VIPs are not allowed!"

Someone tried to stop him, but it was too late. With a loud "bang," red and white exploded, and Wan Wang's neck shattered like a watermelon, with "juice" splattering everywhere.

Several gasps of surprise rang out from the surrounding crowd, but the audience who witnessed what had happened were not afraid; instead, they showed a hint of fervor, eager to see what would happen next.

However, when they saw that there was no further development and that Huo Yuhao had simply left with He Caitou, a few sighs of regret could be faintly heard.

"Hahaha!"

In the suspended room, Ming Lei Douluo showed no anger at the death of Wan Wang. Instead, he clapped his hands and laughed, turning to Lin Xiao beside him, "Eighth Brother, do you see? Isn't it just as I said?"

As he spoke, he took a few more steps forward, as if to get a clearer view of what was happening below. "I told you that Tang Wu had already harbored murderous intent, and it was just as I predicted."

"Tsk tsk, ruthless and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. It's a pity that the Holy Sect is so lacking in disciples like him."

Clicking his tongue in admiration, the Thunder God Douluo turned back and raised his voice slightly, "Someone come here!"

"Third Elder." Someone quickly walked in from outside.

"Go and have someone keep an eye on Tang Si and Tang Wu, and see where they went after they left. Also, contact the people at Mingyue Hotel to find out how many contestants left tonight."

"Yes, elder."

"Hmm." Nether Thunder Douluo nodded in satisfaction before turning his gaze away.

"Third Brother, do you really intend to let those two join the Holy Cult?" Lin Xiao glanced at Ming Lei Douluo with a strange look in his eyes.

"Of course, there's no harm in giving it a try. Not every disciple in the Holy Church possesses those so-called 'evil martial souls,' is that right?"

"Then I wish Third Brother success." Lin Xiao shook his head helplessly.

He didn't want to comment on what had just happened, but it seemed that Ming Lei Douluo's plans were about to fall through.

The first round of the Soul Master Competition didn't end until close to midnight. Some contestants finished almost at the last minute, making it impossible for them to win in the subsequent rounds.

However, the smile on Ming Lei Douluo's face could not be concealed. Regardless of whether those people could pass or not, they were all treasures in his eyes. As the bookmaker, he had already made a fortune.

Whether above or below ground, the Elite Tournament and the Soul Master Tournament are in full swing. With the Sun Moon Empire's deliberate acceleration, in just a few days, only 32 out of the more than 160 teams that came to Mingdu to participate in the competition have made it to the later round-robin stage.

As for where the eliminated teams went...

Below the arena, Lin Xiao sat in the rest area watching the final elimination match end. Just as he was about to get up and leave, two guards approached him.

"Sir, please wait."

Looking around and seeing that not many people were paying attention to them, Lin Xiao turned around and asked, "What is it?"

"His Highness has ordered that Your Excellency be summoned to the palace."

Lin Xiao frowned slightly upon hearing this. Although the status of the elders had risen significantly since the Holy Spirit Church became the state religion, this was the first time Xu Tianran had personally summoned them.

(End of this chapter)