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

Xianlin'er's black hair was tied up, and she was dressed in a tight and smart outfit, making her look like she was fifty years old.

She held a long whip, and from a distance, she appeared somewhat cold and stern.

He casually tossed the gray-robed man to the ground, then lashed out with his long whip, creating a series of sonic booms in the air.

"what!"

Struck by the long whip, the gray-robed man curled up into a ball and screamed in pain.

"Who is this person?" Yan Shaozhe's lips twitched as he looked at the gray-robed man covered in wounds.

Xianlin'er has a strong personality, but she is not irrational. Why would she bring someone back to the hotel for interrogation? Has she awakened some strange aristocratic fetish?

Dai Yueheng cautiously took two steps back and hid behind Yan Shaozhe.

"You're back."

Xian Lin'er glanced at it out of the corner of her eye and said,

"I caught a cultist today. I don't know what he was sneaking around investigating."

"I've been hitting him for half an hour, and he's still stubbornly refusing to tell me."

Xianlin'er lashed out with her whip again.

The evil spirit master, rolling on the ground, was bound by soul-guided handcuffs and unable to use his soul power, so he could only scream in agony once more.

"Who's your boss? Tell me now!"

"I don't know!" The evil spirit master, who was curled up in a ball, poked his head out and managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"Hmph! You don't know?" Xian Lin'er said angrily, "I think you're just being stubborn!"

As he spoke, he was about to strike again with the whip.

"Stop it."

Yan Shaozhe's voice rang out, "This is Xingluo City. We can't overstep our bounds. If we keep fighting, we'll all die."

"You want to hand him over to the royal family?" Xianlin'er glanced at him.

"That's right."

Yan Shaozhe's eyes were deep.

"It's late today. I'll go to the palace again tomorrow and bring this evil spirit master to Xu Jiawei."

Xianlin'er remained silent for a long time.

"Okay, whatever you say."

Xian Lin'er slapped the evil spirit master on the neck, and the evil spirit master's eyes rolled back and he fainted.

After doing all this, Xianlin'er clapped her hands, put the whip into the soul tool, and continued to ask:

"Have you seen how much Xu Jiawei gained? Have you found the source of the anomaly in Xingluo City?"

"Elder Mu's body won't last much longer." Xian Lin'er paused. "Once Elder Mu passes away, it will be a disaster not only for Shrek Academy, but for the entire Douluo Three Kingdoms."

"I am the vice dean of the Soul Guidance Department. The gap between our soul guidance devices and those of the Sun Moon Empire is too great."

"Hmph! Just a mere soul tool." Yan Shaozhe sneered. "Elder Mu will be fine, and Elder Xuan is here too, isn't he?"

"If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up."

"I've always believed that soul tools are inferior to soul masters; they're just fancy tricks." Yan Shaozhe said firmly.

"I hope so," Xianlin'er sighed.

After a moment of silence, Yan Shaozhe took over the conversation again.

Xu Jiawei may know something about the increased life expectancy of Xingluo City residents.

"only……"

"Just what?" Xianlin'er looked over.

"I'll let you know after I confirm." Yan Shaozhe didn't say much, seemingly having his own thoughts.

Xian Lin'er, who had once been in love with Yan Shaozhe but whose heart was elsewhere, knew Yan Shaozhe's personality. If he didn't want to talk about it, she probably wouldn't get any information out of him.

Xian Lin'er thought for a moment and said, "I received news from Elder Xuan that things have been a bit strange in the Star Dou Great Forest lately, so I'm afraid he won't be able to come."

"I understand." Yan Shaozhe nodded.

He also sensed some of the changes in the Star Dou Great Forest.

The soul beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest have shown signs of frequent relocation, the reason for which is currently unknown.

……

At night, the moon and stars are rare.

The evil spirit master, bound to the ground, opened his eyes in a daze.

At this point, his wounds had almost completely healed.

"You're awake."

A hoarse voice echoed in the air, and the evil spirit master suddenly looked up.

In an unnamed alley, by the light of the moon, one could see a powerful Soul Master wearing a mask and a black robe, emanating a faint aura of flames.

"Title Douluo!"

The evil soul master immediately got up on alert, unleashing his Soul Emperor-level power.

"Boy, I could have killed you before I did," the masked man in black said coldly. "I rescued you, and this is how you repay your benefactor?"

The evil spirit master was taken aback, then seemed to realize something, and a look of gratitude appeared on his face.

"Senior, your kindness and virtue are unforgettable for Zhang San."

Yup!

I was confused.

The opponent is a Title Douluo; rescue him from the evil Shrek Academy.

Why go through all that trouble to kill him?

"Zhang San?" The masked man nodded. "That's an easy name to remember."

"I also have some contact with your higher-ups. I came to Star Luo City these past two days to investigate the anomalies happening here. I sensed a familiar Soul Master fluctuation and happened to save you, little guy."

"Tell me, what is your purpose?" The masked man's voice remained indistinguishable between male and female, hoarse and devoid of emotion.

"this……"

"It's fine if you don't want to talk about it." The masked man in the black robe waved his robe. "I'm just a little curious. It's not like I'd force someone I just rescued to do anything."

"No, senior," Zhang San said with a wry smile. "Actually, I don't know what the higher-ups want us to do here. They just said to investigate the intelligence here and then report back to the higher-ups. It might be related to the anomaly in Xingluo that you mentioned."

"Oh? I see!" The masked man in the black robe nodded. "Where is your superior?"

"I don't know," Zhang San said helplessly. "When that person appeared, he was surrounded by black mist. We don't know his identity, we only know that he is a worshipper of the Holy Church."

"Offerings." The black-robed, masked man sighed. "Surrounded by black mist, I wonder if they are people I know."

"Senior..." Zhang San smiled bitterly, "I'm just a nobody. It's said that the worshippers of our Holy Spirit Cult are all at the level of Title Douluo. That person's strength is probably not that of an ordinary Title Douluo."

"Never mind." The masked man in the black robe waved his hand. "You don't know much anyway, no need to go into details."

"By the way, I have some news to tell you!"

"I heard you're looking for some special Soul Masters. I know two."

"It should meet your needs, which is a great achievement for you."

"Meeting is fate."

"I wonder what you mean, senior...?"

"The Star Luo Imperial Palace possesses two elements of death, one of which is the Healing Immortal Douluo."

"How ridiculous!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang San's pupils contracted sharply, and his voice was filled with astonishment: "Is it that number one healing soul master on the continent?"

Despite his young age, Zhang San, as an outlaw, knew a great deal about the secrets of the mainland. After all, the more he knew, the better he could avoid danger.

"Oh? You know that!" The man in the black robe and mask smiled.

"Alright, you can leave now."

Before Zhang San could react, the man in the black robe and mask transformed into deep red flames and vanished on the spot.

"Phew—" Zhang San breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he is an evil soul master, he is only a Soul Emperor.

There is an innate fear of Title Douluo.

The Immortal Healer, a power associated with death.

"Hehehe~" Zhang San laughed wildly, "The master will be very happy to know!"

After a few leaps and bounds, Zhang San, with a strange laugh, disappeared into the night.