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

Chapter 421 Eve
“But none of this changes anything.” Orange shook her head upon hearing Lin Xiao’s words.

“Now, the emperor is getting bigger and bigger.” Orange stood up and gracefully walked to sit down next to Lin Xiao. “In a few years, he will reach the age to awaken his martial spirit.”

"At that time, both Kong Deming and the court officials will ask me to gradually hand over everything to the emperor."

Since when did Ju Zi's words gradually become more difficult to understand, but Lin Xiao still managed to grasp the meaning behind them.

"You don't want to hand over this power?"

Before Ju Zi could even respond, Lin Xiao already had her answer in her heart. After all, if she didn't have this ambition, she wouldn't be in this position now.

"You want to be the emperor?"

Ju Zi seemed to have been hit where it hurt, a barely perceptible hint of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly calmed down and looked at Lin Xiao.

"Yes."

These words were resounding. Ju Zi suddenly stood up, her voice rising slightly, "Two years of war and three years of governance have transformed the Sun Moon Empire and even the entire Douluo Continent into something different from what it once was."

"I have read the history of the Sun Moon Empire. May I ask, from now on, going back thousands, even tens of thousands of years, which emperor has ever done what I have done?"

Why can't I become emperor?

Lin Xiao raised an eyebrow, looked up at the orange carefully, pondered for a moment, and nodded slightly.

Lin Xiao wasn't too surprised by Ju Zi's desire to become empress. After all, he had memories of empresses from his previous life.

Moreover, due to the existence of martial spirits in this world, some female soul masters are much stronger than their male counterparts, and there are countless female soul masters who hold high positions. The obstacles for women to become emperors are even smaller.

Lin Xiao also understood Ju Zi's true purpose in meeting him this time.

Those who can become emperors on this continent possess either incredibly powerful martial spirits or extraordinary abilities; it's not something just any ordinary person can achieve.

But Ju Zi didn't have any of these things; Lin Xiao had always been the one making up for her lack of strength.

Or maybe...

Thinking of this, Lin Xiao suddenly frowned.

Recalling what Orange had just said to probe her, she probably still harbored some fear of Orange seizing the throne.

After all, with his current prestige and power, it wouldn't be difficult for him to ascend the throne if he wanted to.

Unfortunately……

Lin Xiao shook his head, ignoring the mundane matters that even Ju Zi found quite troublesome, and his gaze was no longer on that.

"If you want to do it, then go ahead and do it. If you're worried that I have other intentions, then there's no need to worry."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Xiao gently closed her eyes.

Although he couldn't see the scene in the study in front of him, his "gaze" extended to a much farther place.

With a slight thought, a bustling square appeared in his vision, with many people gathered around, looking at the inscription on the giant monument.

An adult was reading the text aloud to the child, both to teach the child to read and to tell the story of the "Father of Soul Guidance Materials," the Calamity Douluo.

Even inside the palace, the bustling sounds seemed to echo in Lin Xiao's ears.

There seemed to be two faint auras surrounding me, but upon closer inspection, it was as if it were just an illusion and there was nothing there at all.

As the thought crossed my mind, another sound appeared in my ears, seemingly a furious outburst of emotions during a killing spree, or a roar and scream born of endless fear.

Soon, these two scents were overwhelmed by the strong smell of blood.

A series of curses seemed to drift from afar, but what followed was an aura far more powerful than the previous one. Lin Xiao couldn't quite put his finger on what it was, but he could sense that he was undergoing some changes within this seemingly intangible aura.

And this is precisely the power of faith that the entire world needs to break free from the constraints of mortals and reach the realm of gods.

Though imperceptible and ineffable, it undeniably exists. It's as if that ethereal thing has subtly revealed a mysterious corner of itself to Lin Xiao.

"Are you really still willing to help me?"

After a long silence, Orange spoke softly.

Lin Xiao did not open her eyes, but simply nodded slightly.

He certainly wouldn't refuse what Ju Zi suggested, something that was quite simple for him. After all, he had already gained enough by using the unified Douluo Continent.

Upon receiving Lin Xiao's affirmative reply, Ju Zi closed her eyes slightly, her aura suddenly changed, and then she raised her voice.

"Guards, summon all the officials to the palace for a meeting!"

Unlike the bright sunshine in Mingdu, the far north is still filled with wind and snow.

The wind howled in his ears as he walked step by step through the thick snow, his clothes rather thin, unlike those of people living in the north.

Because of his abhorrent spirit, his physical strength was already superior to that of ordinary spirit masters. Over the years, he had been constantly entering and leaving the core area of ​​the far north, and unknowingly, his body had gradually become accustomed to the cold wind here.

He seemed to understand why Lin Xiao appeared here as if she couldn't feel the cold.

With a heart set on cultivation, the far north has become a good training ground for him.

"call--"

With a long sigh of relief, Hatred released his soul power to isolate the surrounding cold air, ending his training for the day.

Looking up, all around was still an endless snowfield, and further away, the tall tower still stood tall.

The abomination had lost count of how many evil spirit masters the Tongming Sect had sent here over the years, but the tower remained like a bottomless pit with no limit to its capacity, completely isolating the violence and bloodshed within.

Only the gray on the tower is purer.

It clearly exudes a dense aura of death, yet the tower itself becomes increasingly crystal clear, as if it were merely a vague and ethereal shadow, existing either in the far north or not in this world at all.

He walked forward with practiced ease, when suddenly he stopped.

His expression turned cold, and his gaze swept across the snowfield. Soon, he noticed something unusual.

A dark shadow silently drifted past him.

He couldn't sense a strong aura from it, but when it appeared in his field of vision, it gave him the same feeling as a sudden patch of black appearing on the vast white snowfield, making him feel uneasy.

With a sudden surge of soul power, the snow on the ground instantly flew up, and the abomination's large hand slammed down, instantly melting away the black patch.

He withdrew his right palm and looked down, his brow furrowing even deeper with hatred.

That malevolent blackness left no trace on his hand, as if it were just an illusion that had never appeared.

wrong.

Hatred shook his head.

With his level of cultivation, he no longer believed in illusions. His thoughts churning, he suddenly changed direction and flew towards the Tongming Sect.

(End of this chapter)