Douluo Continent: The Butterfly, Starting from the Authority of Death

Chapter 100 Spiritual Stones, Secret Techniques of the Holy Spirit Cult (Part 2)

"I'm innocent!" Nangong Wan shouted. "I didn't know you two were just friends."

Damn it, when you, Zhang Peng, came here to freeload, you didn't say that.

You say that Wuyun is your brother, and although you have all sorts of bad deeds, you are all mistaken for evil spirit masters because of your martial spirits.

So, it's because you two are so close.

He came to my Xishui Alliance and asked me what I had been doing all this time.

How could I, a mere second elder of the Holy Spirit Cult, not speak up?

Anyway, it's not a big deal. I'm afraid you'll bring the two people who control the element of death to the cult leader. It's just a matter of time. How was I supposed to know that you had the idea of ​​leaving the Holy Spirit Cult?

How could Nangong Wan not know that the Doctor Immortal Douluo and the girl with the extreme death attribute that he brought back were not some kind of saintess or future worshipper?

This was in conjunction with the girl who looked somewhat like an elf, and the earlier mention of searching Zhang Peng's soul.

How could he not know that if Zhang Peng went to the Star Luo Empire, he might be doomed?

Even now, he's been placed under some kind of restriction, just like him.

That's right, it's a restriction.

Nangong Wan tried more than once to activate his martial soul and mobilize the soul power in his body.

As a result, there was a noticeable feeling of stiffness, and I was completely unable to move.

It's like being shackled with soul-guided handcuffs, but even more securely.

"Mr. Zhang Peng, can we get down to business now?" Xia Die covered her forehead, somewhat helpless.

The relationship between Zhang Peng and Nangong Wan.

Is it good or bad?

However, Xia Die also deduced that the black-robed man who appeared in Jing Hongchen's ward was probably Wu Yun, otherwise it would be unlikely that he would have shown hatred towards Zhang Peng before leaving.

In other words, this trip to the Demon Forest inadvertently resolved an uncertain factor.

Of course, there are also a few more troublesome uncertainties.

The real leaders of the Holy Spirit Cult are more troublesome than Wuyun, a level 95 worshipper.

Urged on by Xia Die, Zhang Peng snapped out of his reverie and stopped rambling on.

He stared at the Nangong bowl for a long time before asking, "Do you know about the Spirit Stone?"

"I hope you can get us a batch of them as soon as possible."

"You don't want to experience the tortures of the Holy Spirit Cult, do you?"

"Get them—get a batch!"

Nangong Wan seemed not to have heard the word "torture" that followed; he jumped three feet high.

"Zhang Peng, if you want to mess with me, just say so."

"Can't get it?" Zhang Peng frowned.

"I'm telling you, Lord Zhang Peng!" Nangong Wan's scalp tingled, but he still forced himself to explain, "The Spirit Stone is related to the three great secrets of the Holy Spirit Cult, and I know you don't have any involvement in the cult."

"Don't tell me you didn't know this!"

"I know about it, but I don't know much about it."

Zhang Peng remained silent for a while, then held up three fingers and said, "The first is the erosion of evil poison, which uses a secret recipe of potent poison to permeate the origin of the martial soul, thereby changing the attributes of the martial soul."

"Secondly, the Soul Ring Alteration Technique seems to be able to increase the lifespan of a Soul Ring."

"Third, memory refinement, erasing some emotions."

As one of the worshippers, Zhang Peng naturally knew about the secret techniques of the Holy Spirit Cult, but he didn't know much. Apart from not interfering in affairs, the only thing he cared about was the first one: changing the attributes of a martial soul.

He didn't want to become a true evil spirit master, and the ambiguous information available suggested that the second and third arcane arts seemed extremely inhumane.

"That's right, just like you said." Nangong Wan breathed a sigh of relief, seemingly no longer needing to relax after explaining the secret technique to the three of them.

"In fact, the first one can change the martial soul, and even the first secret technique can change the lifespan of the soul ring."

"I used the first secret technique to extend my martial soul's second spirit ring from a hundred years to a thousand years."

"But not many people can do it."

"Therefore, the sect usually uses the second method to increase the age of the soul rings."

"Of course, whether it's the second secret technique or the third secret technique."

"We all need something." Nangong Wan's voice paused.

"A spirit stone?" Xia Die took over the conversation.

"That's right." Nangong Wan nodded. "The Spirit Stone has the effect of cleansing the mind and calming the soul, which is extremely important for evil spirit masters."

"Therefore, every time I collect a spiritual stone, I contact the cult leader immediately."

"Are the Spirit Stones produced in the Demon Forest?" Wang Xian'er asked doubtfully.

"Not necessarily, it's just a matter of where it's located." Nangong Wan shook his head. "We don't know exactly how it came about, but it might be related to the Evil Eye Tyrant of the Demon Forest."

"The conditions for the formation of the Spirit Stone are extremely demanding. It can appear in any forest near the Demon Forest in the Sun and Moon Empire."

But it will absolutely not appear in the Demon Forest, because the conditions there are not stable enough to form a Spirit Stone.

"Leader Nangong, tell me how many of these stones you have."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Wan opened his mouth and said, "There are three pieces, about the size of a palm, under my bed."

Nangong Wan knew exactly when to be firm and when to be yielding. He was a wise man who knew when to yield, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to remain the leader of the Xishui Alliance for so many years.

"As is customary, the cult leader will come to collect these three spiritual stones in five days."

"Gentlemen, please spare my life!"

Nangong Wan kowtowed three times to Xia Die, just like a straightforward man.

He realized that the one in charge was neither Zhang Peng nor the Healer Douluo standing beside him.

"Your Excellency, your sincerity puts me in a difficult position!" Xia Die fiddled with the bangs on her forehead. "I remember that as a Title Douluo, even when you were sealed, you still possessed an extraordinary physique."

"According to the script, you shouldn't be looking for an opportunity to kidnap me and threaten me."

"And then, seizing the opportunity, they made their way away?"

"Now that you're doing this, I'm finding it a little difficult to take action against you!"

Nangong Wan: "————"

Damn, what kind of scheming loli is this?

"Miss Xia Die is joking. I am a businessman and do not have such grand ambitions. I just want to manage my own little plot of land and enjoy life."

What do you think?

Xia Die didn't reply, but instead focused her gaze on Wang Xian'er and Zhang Peng.

"This person is too smooth-talking; their future may be unpredictable."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Wan's eyes widened.

Wait, who said the Angelic Martial Soul is an angel? Who said the Healer Douluo is the number one philanthropist on the continent, the number one good person who saves lives?

Everyone's body temperature is 36.5 degrees Celsius. How come the poison you spewed from your mouth is countless times more terrifying than the poison of my Heavenly Centipede Douluo? Is that right?

"I think the Nangong Bowl is still useful." This time it was Zhang Peng who spoke, pondering, "We currently lack informants for both the Holy Spirit Cult and Mingdu."

"I believe that Nangong Wan will not betray us."

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"Wow"

Nangong Wan almost burst into tears, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Zhang Peng, I... I didn't misjudge you."

"My previous money wasn't wasted. Yes, you want the Dragon Girl, right? I'll go to the Ordinary Alliance right now and find that old hag Shangguan Wei'er a pair of sisters for you—"

Before Nangong Wan could finish speaking, a footprint appeared on his face.

Zhang Peng's face darkened, and he said irritably, "If you keep babbling on, I'll kill you."

They dare to say anything.

The past is the past, the present is the present.

As you know, a prodigal son's return is more precious than gold.

Zhang Peng is a virtuous man; he had only previously been tainted by some of the bad habits of the Holy Spirit Church.

Xia Die nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "Zhang Peng has a connection with Alliance Leader Nangong, so let him stay!"

"However, let him go back and bring the three spirit stones here."

Zhang Peng nodded, looked at Nangong Wan wiping the footprints off her face, and said coldly, "Did you hear what Miss said? Don't try anything funny."

"Yes, yes, yes." Nangong Wan felt as if he had been granted a pardon.

Watching Nangong Wan leave, Xia Die and the other two fell into a long silence.

"Is this a good idea?" Zhang Peng asked. "I'm inclined to kill him."

Xia Die shook her head: "I want to keep him here. We shouldn't cause any more trouble now."

"Master Wang is also speeding up his learning of the restrictions; one day's worth of restrictions is not enough."

That's right, that's why Nangong Wan was able to survive.

It wasn't Zhang Peng's fault, but rather Xia Die signaled to Zhang Peng to say that on purpose.

Not long after, the three spirit stones were delivered by Nangong Wan.

After reinforcing the seal on Nangong Wan for another day, he was allowed to leave.

Nangong Wan had just returned to his residence.

A figure in black robes appeared in the room.

"You, you are—" Nangong Wan was startled.

"I am Long Xiaoyao."

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