Douluo Continent: What do you mean this is the Holy Spirit Cult?

As a disciple of Zhongli Wu, Qi Li enjoyed treatment that was unimaginable to ordinary members of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Nutritious food and medicinal baths needed for cultivation were delivered to him every day as if they were free.

In just seven days, his soul power showed signs of further increasing.

Keep in mind that his soul power had just increased to level sixteen after he devoured the Devouring Dragon's bones!

He is only six and a half years old now.

However, this treatment underwent a slight change on the eighth day.

Three uninvited guests arrived at his dormitory.

The three of them were dressed identically, in black robes and carrying amethyst ball staffs.

Even their appearances were exactly the same; all three looked like incredibly old, frail elderly men.

"Kid."

"The Lord has given an order."

"You will come with us on this training journey."

The three old men even spoke one sentence at a time, which seemed extremely strange.

"How should we address the three seniors? Who is the 'master' they are referring to?"

Qi Li was polite on the surface, but his vigilance remained undiminished.

I've only recently joined the Holy Spirit Cult, and it would be troublesome if Yan Feng played a trick on me.

"Little one, don't overthink it."

"With us here, no one can do anything to you. Not even a Title Douluo."

"We are the Lord's servants, and we are here on his orders to bring you to the trial. This trial is a collaboration with the Sun Moon Empire, a rare opportunity for growth. Not only you, but other outstanding talents will also participate."

"Third brother, you talk too much."

The older of the three spoke to his younger brother on his right.

But then he looked at Qi Li.

"My name is Zhongli Tian, ​​and these two are my younger brothers, Zhongli Di and Zhongli Ren. We are both Soul Masters at the Soul Douluo level, and we are in charge of this training."

"Come with us, this is a storage soul tool we've prepared for you."

Zhong Litian took out a wristband inlaid with black crystal from his black robe and handed it to Qi Li.

Just as Zhongli Di was about to speak, Zhongli Tian continued:

"This was sent by the Xishui Alliance. It can not only store about 500 cubic meters of non-living matter, but also help users absorb energy from the air to restore their soul power."

In particular, it absorbs negative attributes like darkness even faster.

You might not think much of it now, but you'll see the benefits when you get the hang of it. Let's go.

Zhongli Tian left Qi Li's dormitory with Zhongli Di, who seemed hesitant to speak, and Zhongli Ren.

Qi Li followed in their footsteps.

Based on the current situation, the three Zhongli brothers are indeed under the command of his current teacher, Zhongli Wu, and not under Yan Feng.

Judging from Zhong Litian's words, the other party might even have a higher opinion of him.

However, this is ultimately just speculation.

The three Zhongli brothers were servants of Zhongli Wu, so their opinions were not of much value.

As for his cheap teacher, Zhongliwu.

Oh.

If the other person were a good person, they wouldn't be the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Moreover, who could have come up with the ritual for fusing the origins of martial souls from the same source?

He knew from the textbook that the Zhongli family's inherited martial soul was the Netherworld Serpent Martial Soul.

And coincidentally, the three Zhong Li brothers are also members of the Zhong Li family.

But they were his teacher's servants.

Reconsidering further, it's clear that Zhong Liwu, the teacher who was taken for granted, mutated his martial soul into the Death God Puppet instead of the Netherworld Serpent.

So what exactly are the three Zhongli brothers, who are likely servants of the Netherworld Serpent Martial Soul, used for?

That's so hard to guess.

While inwardly cursing his cheap teacher Zhongli Wu, Qi Li dared not show it at all on the surface.

And so, Qi Li followed the three Zhong brothers to the temporary outpost outside the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters.

Everyone here was dressed in a large black robe to cover their faces. Although the number was not clear, it was estimated to be no less than a hundred.

The three Zhongli brothers and Qi Li, who were not wearing black robes, were quite eye-catching.

However, the three Zhongli brothers didn't care about this at all.

The three Zhongli brothers walked unhurriedly to the front of the group and greeted the black-robed man at the head.

"The Nightmare Offering and the sect leader's disciple have already arrived. We can set off now."

The black-robed man, known as the Nightmare Worshipper, nodded, but did not give the three Zhong brothers a friendly look.

He also had no liking for the three Zhongli brothers, who considered themselves servants of the Zhongli family and were arrogant and rude.

It was only out of consideration for Zhongli Wu's feelings that they didn't give the three Zhongli brothers a hard time.

When he saw Qi Li take out a black robe from his storage soul tool, put it on, and blend into the group, he nodded to himself.

The leader's disciple seems to have a decent personality, better than Yan Feng, who is arrogant and greedy.

However, this idea only appeared in his mind for a moment before he dismissed it.

He looked at the Holy Spirit Cult members in front of him and said:

"This time, our cooperation with the Sun Moon Empire is a rare one, entirely carried out by our Holy Church."

This time, we are going to suppress the mob along the southern coast of Marseille, the city of Marseille, in the Sun Moon Empire.

This time, the Sun Moon Empire's attitude is that as long as it does not cause irreparable damage to the mining and crop cultivation land in Marseille, the Holy Church members can decide the main targets of the suppression themselves.

In other words, the Sun and Moon Empire only needs land, not the mobs here!

The words of Nightmare Offering immediately caused the members of the Holy Spirit Cult, dressed in black robes, to reveal fierce glints in their eyes and become extremely excited.

They couldn't be happier to receive such a request.

This means they can unscrupulously enhance their power using their evil soul master talents.

This also represents death, bloodshed, and war!

"You look very energetic."

Zhongli Tian, ​​standing behind the Nightmare Offering, spoke with a forced smile.

"I don't know how many will survive, or how many will be able to break through their own limitations."

Zhong Lidi immediately followed up with the conversation.

"It has nothing to do with us. We just need to make sure that our lord's disciples won't be killed by our own people. If you ask me, the strongest ones here are only Soul Emperors, and they're going to come with us to attack Marseille City, so there's no need to be too careful."

The remaining followers of average strength should not pose much of a problem for the Lord's disciples.

The more people die, the faster seeds like Yan Feng and Qi Li will grow.

Zhong Liren wore a smile, but his words sent chills down one's spine.

That makes sense.

Zhongli Tian and Zhongli Di spoke at the same time, their words strangely unified.

Qi Li, standing in the crowd, couldn't help but shudder, feeling disgusted by the fervor of those around him.