Reincarnated as a demon from Douluo Continent, guarding peace in the human world.

Chapter 8 The Poison Douluo's Testimony, A Kindred Spirit

Every step Xiao takes is a heavy burden on his body. Without finding a way to alleviate the karmic burdens, any use of force he takes is a step closer to death.

Once he saw the evidence of the Spirit Hall Master's crimes that Qian Renxue had given him, he couldn't stop.

The document details the various evil deeds of the Spirit Hall Master, including rape, kidnapping, and all sorts of atrocities. He even imprisoned, enslaved, and bullied a group of innocent girls.

Although it is unknown why the Heavenly Dou Empire, knowing about this matter, still took no action.

But that didn't stop him from taking action himself.

Although those innocent girls did not know to call upon him, this immortal.

The streets were bustling, and many people couldn't help but stop and watch when they saw Xiao.

Fortunately, the Spirit Hall was not far from the National Academy, just across the street, so he could walk there.

When he was a hundred meters away, a green figure suddenly blocked his way.

Xiao slightly raised his eyelids. He recognized the figure. Back in the palace, the one who wanted to challenge him had been frightened away by Nuo Mian.

However, it must be said that the opponent is a strong person with immense energy within him.

Poison Douluo looked at Xiao, puzzled, and asked, "What happened to you? Did you use some kind of harmful secret technique in the palace?"

Poison Douluo scrutinized Xiao's body, clearly sensing Xiao's current condition.

The phrase "at the end of its rope" is the only way to describe it.

Thinking this way, he lowered his guard a little. No matter how strong the fighting power it unleashed was, it didn't belong to him, and sooner or later it would be exhausted.

However, the fact that Xiao dared to cause such a ruckus in the palace under those circumstances made Poison Douluo admire him even more.

At least if it were him, he might not dare to tear off the mask like that now.

Xiao had no intention of paying attention to Poison Douluo. Since the other party did not show any hostility and there was no wailing of an innocent person dying on him, he would not waste his time.

After bypassing Poison Douluo, Xiao continued towards the Spirit Hall.

Poison Douluo was ignored, and his expression became somewhat awkward.

"You're not really going to cause trouble for the Spirit Hall, are you? With your current physical condition, do you know that going there is just suicide? Besides, the Spirit Hall has many powerful experts..."

Poison Douluo spoke up again, and once Xiao had gone some distance, he would follow Xiao to his side.

Xiao remained silent; his eyes held only the Spirit Hall.

Poison Douluo was so angry at the sight that he laughed. He was a titled Douluo, who dared to ignore him like this?

But Xiao completely ignored him!

"What if I said I could heal you? You can't cause a ruckus in the Spirit Hall without your peak power," Poison Douluo said again.

The more Xiao ignored him, the more he wanted to talk to Xiao!

Xiao glanced at Poison Douluo this time. If it could alleviate his pain, he was willing to try.

It wasn't that he was afraid of death, but rather that he was worried that in the upcoming battle, his body might be overloaded and he wouldn't be able to suppress the demons successfully.

His death is not a pity, but it would be too regrettable if he could not save those innocent girls.

Seeing Xiao looking at him, Poison Douluo laughed, "Ha! You finally reacted! I thought you were a blockhead! This, dare you drink it? My understanding of the body is master-level!"

"Although I am known as the Poisoner, I am no less skilled than anyone else in pharmacology."

"So, this could be medicine or poison. Do you dare drink it? Perhaps it's a potion to enslave you."

A cold smile appeared on Poison Douluo's face.

Xiao is so aloof, it would be too weak of him not to tease him!

When ordinary people accept Poison Douluo's potion, no matter what he says, they would probably have to think it over carefully and then give up.

What about Xiao? What will this guy, who's determined to wreak havoc at the Spirit Hall, choose?

Poison Douluo really wanted to see Xiao's conflicted expression, which would mean that Xiao was no more "evil" than himself.

Yes, in Poison Douluo's view, Xiao is now "evil"!

Because it doesn't fit in with the mainstream of Douluo Continent!

Xiao glanced at it briefly, and without even stopping, took the medicine bottle and drank it down his throat.

"Feed?!" Even Poison Douluo was startled by his decisiveness.

Is this complete self-trust, or a lack of self-respect?

Even Poison Douluo is now somewhat unsure about this guy.

However, a slight smile played on his lips, as if he didn't want such an "evil" person to die.

Xiao drank the potion; it tasted bitter at first, but once inside his body, it nourished him and repaired his deficiencies.

It has a good therapeutic effect on any poison or injury because it directly stimulates the body's vitality.

Unfortunately, karmic obstacles torment not only the body, but also the soul.

Otherwise, how could a Yaksha, with its tenacity, have been forced to its death?

Therefore, the potion's effect on the demon is barely noticeable.

"Thanks."

Xiao said calmly, having already reached the steps, and quickly climbed them.

Poison Douluo stayed close by, never leaving Xiao's side, becoming increasingly curious about just how far Xiao was capable.

"I can see that your injuries are not just physical. I originally wanted to spar with you privately, but now I'd rather treat you."

"Don't go. Going there is just suicide. There's no reason to confront the Spirit Hall head-on. It's never too late to come."

Poison Douluo grabbed Xiao's arm and shook his head to dissuade him.

At this moment, he genuinely wanted to dissuade Xiao from acting impulsively.

Xiao glanced at Poison Douluo and said calmly, "The demons in the city won't harm me in the slightest!"

With that, he shook off Poison Douluo's wrist and strode into the Spirit Hall.

However, being less than 1.7 meters tall, the speed was still not fast enough.

Poison Douluo caught up in a few steps, but stopped trying to persuade him and gave a cold laugh.

Since this stubborn brat insists on fighting the Spirit Hall to the death without even thinking, he deserves to suffer some lessons.

He will then decide whether to save the other party at that time.

After all, he didn't want to watch such an "evil" fellow being die.

"Gentlemen, what brings you to the Spirit Hall?"

The staff member smiled.

Poison Douluo didn't speak, but pointed at Xiao, indicating that this was the visitor.

Xiao remained silent, glanced around the hall, and headed straight for the stairwell.

"Sir! That's our Spirit Hall...Sir!" The staff member panicked and tried to stop him, but Xiao was too fast. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the stairwell and went down.

Poison Douluo's pupils contracted; such speed! He simply used his soul power to catch up.

The two walked one after the other through the basement of the Spirit Hall.

Unlike the opulent interior above, the basement was rather cold and dimly lit, with flickering candlelight in the corridor that cast long shadows.

As nimble as the wind, Xiao moved more than ten meters in an instant without moving the candlelight.

Poison Douluo pursued relentlessly, outrunning many guards in the process.

Finally, Xiao stopped in front of an iron gate, the very place where the temple master imprisoned the girls, as stated in the incriminating evidence.

(End of this chapter)