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

Chapter 94 Long Xiaoyao (Part 2)

Xia Die, Wang Xian'er?

These two names may be unfamiliar to some.

However, adding "Medical Immortal Douluo" to the prefix "Wang Xian'er" is equivalent to highlighting it in red.

Besides the two who lived in Mingdu, who else was there?

Sure enough, Long Xiaoyao heard Zhongli Wu's voice through the soul communication device.

When determining who these two names represent.

He stared blankly.

In particular, Zhongli Wu placed Xia Die in front of Wang Xian'er. Given Zhongli Wu's usual personality, he would not do such a thing. He would usually put important people or things in front of him.

Could it be that...?

Long Xiaoyao had a vague sense of unease.

With his incredibly powerful perception at level ninety-nine, Long Xiaoyao quickly noticed the intense gazes coming from three directions around the palace. His lips twitched slightly as he asked, "Since you have time to contact me, Feng Ling should be alright."

"Tell me the specifics."

The communicator flickered slightly, as if it had paused for a moment.

"Feng Ling used her ninth soul skill, which had been used for 100,000 years, but it was reflected back by the opponent, causing her mental injury."

"I used a mental defense soul tool to help her resist the mental rebound. Both of our level nine mental defense soul tools were completely destroyed, and even my mental sea was slightly injured."

"What?! That's impossible!"

A look of horror appeared on Long Xiaoyao's usually calm middle-aged face.

Feng Ling is a level 97 peak Douluo, while Zhong Liwu is an even higher level 98 peak Douluo.

Putting aside whether the fact that a 100,000-year-old soul skill was reflected is scientifically sound, the destruction of two level-nine mental defense soul tools, plus the injury to a level 97 and a level 98, with the level 97 being severely injured, is simply outrageous.

Does the mainland have a level 99 Spirit-type Title Douluo?

Even if such a thing existed, it's unlikely that it could achieve that level of sophistication.

"Wang Xian'er has such strong mental power?" Long Xiaoyao asked with a questioning tone.

"It's not her," Zhongli Wu's voice came again. "It's that girl named Xia Die."

"She possesses extreme death attributes, and she even deflected Feng Ling's attack and discovered me hiding next to Feng Ling."

"That effortless ease makes me wonder if her mental strength has reached the limit of a Douluo."

"In addition, it can also tear through space and take the traitor Zhang Peng away."

"Impossible!" Long Xiaoyao's expression was no longer calm; his entire face was filled with shock and disbelief. "Zhongli Wu, are you writing a novel? How could that child possibly have the mental power of a Limit Douluo?"

"Senior Long, I saw this with my own eyes."

"I didn't dare to stop them; I was afraid I couldn't win."

Long Xiaoyao: "————"

So cowardly?

"Senior Long, please come back soon!"

"My mother has disappeared somewhere, and Wang Xian'er killed Wuyun."

"The entire Holy Church is now in a state of panic."

At this moment, Zhongli Wu no longer possessed the dignity of the Holy Spirit Sect leader.

The tone suggested a junior lacking a backbone, desperately seeking someone to back them up.

"Okay, I'll go back now."

Long Xiaoyao hung up the communicator immediately, his expression quite unpleasant.

Although Zhongli Wu is the son of Zhongli Laogui and Ye Xishui, he truly treats him as his own son.

Now the daughter-in-law is suffering, and the son isn't doing well either.

This is absolutely terrible, and there's also Mu En's request, and the matter of the Sun and Moon Emperor that I just promised.

If any of these events had come a few minutes earlier, he would have been able to handle them.

Now, he has promised the Sun Moon Empire to restrict the Holy Spirit Cult and will not cause trouble for Wang Xian'er and Xia Die.

There's no way I can go back on my word!

As a powerful Limit Douluo, Dark Saint Dragon Long Xiaoyao, he still has some dignity to maintain.

"Cough cough cough~"

"Um, Senior Long!"

A weathered, not particularly powerful voice came from not far away.

Long Xiaoyao took a few deep breaths and said, "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will do what I promised you, and I hope you will do what you promised me."

"I'll head back now, otherwise it'll be difficult to handle if something goes wrong in the church."

Long Xiaoyao casually tore open a space, preparing to step inside.

"Alright, alright, Senior Long, please take care."

The spatial rift slowly disappeared, and Long Xiaoyao's figure vanished inside.

"Phew!" The Sun and Moon Emperor breathed a sigh of relief. "That was truly thrilling!"

"If I remember correctly, the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult is a level 98 Title Douluo."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Kong Deming nodded. "I also remember Feng Ling. She has come to Mingdu several times and is around level 97 in strength."

"There are truly many talented people here," Emperor Sun and Moon remarked. "However, Wang Xian'er and Xia Die are also quite remarkable."

It was just a few sentences of conversation, and we didn't learn much from them, but the fact that they could make a level 98 peak Douluo hesitate to make a move was truly terrifying.

The one who took action was suspected to be the little girl named Xia Die.

Or perhaps, it was a backup plan left by her teacher?

However, it doesn't matter what it is anymore.

"Ahem!" The Sun and Moon Emperor coughed twice to clear his throat. "Red Dust Hall Master, come over here. I'm a little hard of hearing. Tell me in detail about your encounter with Miss Xia Die and the Immortal Doctor Douluo today."

"Our Sun Moon Empire welcomes all kinds of talented people."

There's a saying that goes something like, "Talent is the primary productive force."

While undercurrents were swirling in the open, everything remained calm overall.

Zhang Peng, who didn't know how long he had been unconscious, slowly woke up and opened his eyes.

A look of confusion crossed his face as he murmured, "Am I still alive?"

"Of course I'm alive, Your Excellency." The girl's clear voice carried a hint of lightness.

"The surgery was a success, and you are now a girl."

"ha!?"

Zhang Peng was stunned for a moment, not quite able to react.

My brain is still rebooting.

"Pfft—" Xia Die looked at Zhang Peng, who was dumbfounded, and smiled slightly, "You don't actually believe it, do you? How could such a plot from a novel possibly happen in reality?"

Anyway, congratulations on being alive.

"Miss Xia Die." Zhang Peng tried to sit up, but after lying in bed for many days, his muscles didn't seem to be fully activated, and his whole body was stiff.

"Don't worry, you've just recovered. Your previous injuries were quite severe!" Xia Die walked to Wang Xian'er's side. "Elder Wang, please check Zhang Peng again. I'll go check on Ji Juechen."

"OK."

Wang Xian'er watched Xia Die leave, then used her soul power to close the door.

"Theoretically speaking, there is no chance you will survive your injuries."

Wang Xian'er leaned against the white wall, her emerald eyes scrutinizing the weakened Zhang Peng.

"I know, Miss saved me, right?"

Zhang Peng was well aware of his situation and also of the terror posed by Feng Ling, the vice leader of the Holy Spirit Cult.

That woman's martial spirit can devour the martial spirit essence, and even the soul essence, of others.

When the dark clouds were chasing him, he had already suffered a trauma to his soul, a trauma that originated from the Evil Phoenix Douluo, Feng Ling.

Later, he unleashed his Martial Soul True Body and even managed to withstand a ninth soul skill from his opponent, a terrifying 100,000-year-old spiritual attribute soul skill.

The difference between each level in Super Douluo is truly enormous.

Wang Xian'er crossed her arms and quietly watched him.

"Zhang Peng, to save you."

"The young lady chose a soul skill that she doesn't need at all."

"After using this soul skill, she will be unable to use soul power and mental power for a month."

I hope you won't disappoint her.

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