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

Chapter 302 defection
With such a huge difference in soul power, even if Huo Yuhao unleashed his powerful Sovereign Ruler, he still couldn't compare to Lin Xiao, who hadn't even released his martial soul.

"boom--"

Huo Yuhao landed heavily on the ground. Without pausing for a moment, he quickly got up, glanced at his position, and suddenly turned and ran out of the tunnel.

Watching Huo Yuhao's constantly flashing figure, Lin Xiao showed no fear of him running away, and simply followed him at a leisurely pace.

"Hey, Senior Brother, Dong'er! Quickly—"

Seeing that he was about to return to the first floor, Huo Yuhao dared not linger for a moment, and no longer cared about concealing his identity, he roared.

However, before his voice had completely faded, the last word "escape" was stuck in his throat.

On the first floor of the warehouse, He Caitou and Wang Dong, who should have been storing rare metals, were bound immobile by two ropes made of some unknown material, with dark purple lightning constantly flashing across them.

"Yuhao, don't come any closer!"

Wang Dong shouted, and a figure slowly walked out from behind him.

"Oh, the last mouse has come out?"

The Thunder God looked at Huo Yuhao with a leisurely air, and seemed to chuckle, "Should I still call you... Tang Wu?"

Huo Yuhao glanced at Ming Lei Douluo, then looked back at the tunnel behind him. Before he could speak, he saw Ming Lei Douluo clap his hands, and then Chen An's figure appeared shakily beside Ming Lei Douluo.

“I know that the disciples of the sect did not come here for nothing, and I am willing to give you the gold soul coins you deserve.”

Ming Lei Douluo slowly took two steps and leaned close to Chen An's ear, "I'm even willing to turn a blind eye to some disciples in the sect colluding with outsiders to sell rare materials."

"After all, this is the kind of business we're in, and I like it. But—"

Ming Lei Douluo drawled, "I've always been very careful in everything I do. I've never let a wolf into my house like you have."

Upon hearing this, Chen An trembled as if she were being shaken, beads of sweat constantly dripping from her forehead. She shakily raised her hand to wipe away the sweat, but she couldn't get it off no matter how many times she tried.

"Third...Third Elder, I...I..."

"It's alright, don't be nervous." Ming Lei Douluo smiled, then suddenly raised his hand and placed it on Chen An's head. "I never object to others doing business with me, but I hate people who sabotage my business the most."

The words had barely left his lips when a sharp sound instantly resounded throughout the warehouse, like a roar from high above, or the mournful howl of a vengeful spirit.

A dark purple light fell from above Chen An's head, passed through his entire body, and disappeared into the ground.

As Ming Lei Douluo raised his palm, Chen An's body went limp and collapsed to the ground, becoming completely silent.

"Alright, now that we've dealt with the internal matters, it's time to take stock of the external issues."

Ming Lei Douluo clapped his hands with a hint of disdain, seemingly brushing away the debris from his palms. Although he was still wearing his luxurious clothes, his face no longer had the demeanor of a businessman; instead, it was cold and aloof.

"I never imagined that people from Shrek Academy would do such sneaky things?"

Upon hearing Ming Lei Douluo's words, Huo Yuhao's expression changed drastically. He gritted his teeth but still remained silent.

Seeing this, Nether Thunder Douluo shook his head, "Still trying to struggle? Are you afraid of ruining the reputation of your Shrek Academy?"

As he spoke, Ming Lei Douluo took two steps forward, his tone suddenly turning cold, "Then don't treat us like fools!" "Tang Si, and Tang Wu?" Ming Lei Douluo's gaze swept over He Caitou and Huo Yuhao, "Do you really think I don't know the name of your Tang Sect's leader?"

“From the moment you entered the territory of the Xishui Alliance, I knew that you must have come from the Elite Tournament, given your age. And now, the Elite Tournament has entered the round-robin stage and you are still in Mingdu, so your true identities must be among the remaining thirty-two teams.”

"Tang Si and Tang Wu, you really don't hide anything at all. What, are you afraid that others won't know about your connection with the Tang Clan?"

As the voice of the Thunder God Douluo rang out in the warehouse, Huo Yuhao suddenly realized what the problem was.

Originally intended as a tribute to Tang San, the ancestor of the Tang Sect, their names unexpectedly betrayed their true identities. And once the Holy Spirit Cult learned they were from Shrek Academy, they naturally paid close attention.

Perhaps he was already being watched by the Holy Spirit Cult from the moment he found the warehouse.

"Tell me, you little brats dare to play tricks on us like this, how am I supposed to deal with you?"

As Ming Lei Douluo spoke, his gaze swept over Chen An beside him.

Huo Yuhao and the other two's expressions instantly darkened.

Normally, perhaps some of the academy's teachers would intervene, but tonight, all the experts have gone to assassinate Xu Tianran and raid Mingde Hall. They are also taking this opportunity to come here to search for rare metals for the Tang Clan.

Unexpectedly, there were actually two Title Douluos who remained here after the palace was attacked.

Seeing He Caitou and Wang Dong being captured, and seeing Ming Lei Douluo closing in step by step, Huo Yuhao subconsciously took a half step back, then realized something and suddenly turned around to look.

Lin Xiao had already chased after them out of the entrance.

What about the ultimate individual combat? Faced with such a huge gap in strength, Huo Yuhao felt utterly powerless.

If it were just him, he would at most pay the price for his negligence. But now, not only him, but even He Caitou and Wang Dong have been implicated by him...

No... there must be something else he can do...

Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth, forcing himself to calm down. As the Nether Thunder Douluo drew closer, he suddenly knelt down in front of him with a thud.

"Elder, I wish to join the Holy Spirit Cult."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Ming Lei Douluo suddenly stopped and looked at Huo Yuhao, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Yuhao—"

"Junior Brother—"

Wang Dong and He Caitou wanted to say something more, but Ming Lei Douluo waved his hand and gagged them, making only a series of "woo-woo" sounds.

"To save your own life, you've even said you want to join the Holy Spirit Cult?" Nether Thunder Douluo leaned closer. "As a member of Shrek Academy, how can I trust you?"

Although his tone was full of sarcasm, Huo Yuhao felt a sudden sense of relief upon hearing it.

Sure enough, the appreciation that Nether Thunder Douluo showed during the Soul Master Competition was not feigned.

It wasn't that he was arrogant, but with his talent, it wasn't surprising that he could gain the appreciation of others. Even within the Holy Spirit Cult, he was enough to attract the attention of others.

(End of this chapter)