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

"You...you cheated!"

Jing Hongchen supported her body with both hands, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans on her forehead gathered on her cheeks and dripped to the ground.

"Wang Xian'er, is this the medical ethics of the continent's number one healing soul master?"

"It's absolutely ridiculous, absolutely laughable."

The stinging sensation, caused by not yet fully mobilizing his soul power, quickly spread throughout his body.

If Jing Hongchen still doesn't know what Wang Xian'er did to his body, then his breakthrough to the Title Douluo level has been in vain.

"This was just a spur-of-the-moment decision," Wang Xian'er said calmly. "My medical ethics are none of your business, especially not yours, as a junior."

I'm two hundred years old, why should I argue with a junior? I've seen it all, just let it go in one ear and out the other.

"You...you're doing very well." Jing Hongchen's eyes were bloodshot. He raised his head with his neck stiff and stared intently at Xia Die and Wang Xian'er with his bloodshot eyes.

"Your Excellency may temporarily quell your thunderous rage." Xia Die nodded slightly.

"Everything that has happened so far, including your current injuries, is entirely your own fault, isn't it?"

"You say I brought this on myself!" Jing Hongchen bit her gums until they bled.

Xia Die nodded and said:

"You besieged our home, let's call Su our home, and have been besieging it for ten days."

"You've been inside more than twenty times."

"I gave you a chance, but what did you do?"

"I...I..."

"You don't need to argue with me," Xia Die interrupted Jing Hongchen's breathless voice.

"Are deals with the Holy Spirit Cult easy to make?"

"How did you know?" Jing Hongchen asked, utterly astonished.

"If you don't want others to know, then don't do it in the first place." Xia Die ignored Jing Hongchen and stepped to the side.

With a gentle wave of his hand.

The area covered by the domain cracked open slightly, revealing a corner of the room outside the domain.

It was a table with two exquisite wooden boxes on it.

"Stop! I told you to stop."

Jing Hongchen clenched his limbs together, making a sound like the Licker crawling in Resident Evil.

"Bang"

Before Jing Hongchen could even get close, Wang Xian'er kicked him several meters away.

"puff!"

Blood gushed from his mouth.

"Don't take it! Don't!"

Xia Die carefully put away the two wooden boxes, and heard Jing Hongchen's angry and pleading voice in her ears.

The butterfly slowly turned around, and the crack in the domain closed again.

She stood beside Wang Xian'er, quietly watching Jing Hongchen, who looked like a defeated dog.

"The two medicinal herbs are mine now."

"No, you can't take it." Jing Hongchen's voice was hoarse and strained, his whole body trembling, and wisps of soul power burst forth from his body.

"Forcibly circulating your soul power will cripple you, sir. You wouldn't want anything to happen to your grandson and granddaughter, would you?"

Jing Hongchen's soul power, which had been expanding like that of a pufferfish, suddenly shrank as if it had been stabbed in the belly.

"What do you want to do?" Jing Hongchen's eyes were bloodshot. "One person does the deed and one person takes the blame. This has nothing to do with them."

"You really are something, making it sound like I'm the villain," Xia Die sighed.

"Miss, your current behavior is not much different from that of a villain in a storybook."

Wang Xian'er couldn't help but complain.

Xia Die rolled her eyes and said, "I'm charging for emotional distress."

What villain? A villain is someone who gets pushed down, not me!

Xia Die's gaze fell on Jing Hongchen, whose eyes were bloodshot, and her voice was indifferent:

"Please tell me, who were those high-ranking members of the Holy Spirit Cult who met with you not long ago?"

"I have no idea."

"If you are unwilling to cooperate, I'm in a difficult position!" Xia Die shrugged helplessly.

"I really don't know," Jing Hongchen said, her voice rising sharply.

"I only heard that he was a follower of the Holy Spirit Cult, but I have no idea of ​​his true identity."

"Then I'll ask you another question."

Xia Die remained silent for a while, then asked, "How did you find him? Is he still contacting you? What are your means of communication?"

"I found this person through Nangong Wan of the Xishui Alliance."

"The connection between the Xishui Alliance and the Holy Spirit Cult is an open secret in Mingdu. People of certain status know about it. I just went there to have them collect spiritual herbs, and then they introduced me to them."

Jing Hongchen's words were somewhat incoherent as information about the Xishui Alliance surfaced in Xia Die's mind.

The Evening Water Alliance is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Mingdu. Its main businesses are the arena, auction house and mercenary missions. It claims to create happiness with money. As long as you have money, you can buy anything.

Because of this, Jing Hongchen contacted Xishui Alliance as a guest. Xishui Alliance sent a retainer to communicate with Jing Hongchen, and that's when the communication was cut off!

In the original work, the Holy Spirit Cult has seven great worshippers, the chief worshipper being the Dark Holy Dragon Long Xiaoyao.

Zhang Peng was the sixth among the seven great worshippers.

However, even after the Holy Spirit Cult was destroyed, none of the second to fifth-ranking worshippers, who were stronger than Zhang Pengqiang, ever appeared in public.

In other words, it is currently impossible to determine who the worshipper who came into contact with Jing Hongchen was.

"Miss, is there a problem with the domain?" Wang Xian'er asked, seeing Xia Die deep in thought.

"Let's hurry up." Xia Die nodded.

Knowing that this is "enemy territory," it's best to finish quickly and leave.

"Tell me, what is the relationship between the Sun Moon Empire and the Holy Spirit Cult, Master of the Red Dust Hall? Don't tell me they have no connection whatsoever."

"What...what do you want to do?" Jing Hongchen became wary. "Let me tell you, you think you can make me betray the Sun Moon Empire? Impossible. I'm not like the traitors around you."

"Snapped!"

An Antichrist flower appeared in the domain, slapping Jing Hongchen across the face like a palm.

Jing Hong spat out another mouthful of blood, her head swaying and she felt dizzy.

"I hope you will watch your words."

"Your Excellency the Immortal Healer owes the Star Luo Empire nothing; we settled the matter before we left."

"Miss, I don't mind."

Wang Xian'er looked at Xia Die.

Xia Die gently shook her head and walked towards Jing Hongchen.

"I originally intended to gather information in a gentler way, but since you prefer a more forceful approach, I have no choice but to comply."

The creaking sound of footsteps echoed through the area.

As Xia Die approached, Jing Hongchen retreated in terror, a fear akin to that of a living being facing death spreading throughout his body.

"You, you stay away!"

Jing Hongchen struggled to get up, but with his soul power unable to circulate, he could do nothing.

A fair palm was placed on Jing Hongchen's forehead, and a domineering spiritual force directly rushed into Jing Hongchen's sea of ​​consciousness.

Jing Hongchen's eyes were glazed over, and even his pupils quickly lost focus.

One minute, two minutes...

It took a full ten minutes before the hand that had been pressed against Jing Hongchen's forehead was slowly removed.

Xia Die glanced at Jing Hongchen, who was still in a daze, and turned to walk towards Wang Xian'er.

"Objective achieved, we can withdraw now."

"it is good."

Wang Xian'er nodded.

Xia Die conjured the Grim Reaper's Scythe in her hand and gently slashed it towards the empty space in the domain.

A purple spatial rift formed, and Wang Xian'er and Xia Die walked in side by side.

After the two left, the atmosphere that had enveloped the room, as if it were a world apart, quietly dissipated.

When Jing Hongchen came to his senses, he sat on the ground, his mind replaying the content that Xiaodie had injected into his spiritual sea before she left.

"Is this girl really human?" Jing Hongchen's lips trembled slightly.

His own spiritual sea, at the level of a Title Douluo, was utterly defeated the moment it touched the opponent, leaving him unable to even put up a fight.