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

Chapter 99 Spiritual Stones, Holy Spirit Cult Secret Techniques (Part 1)

The burlap sack, resembling a maggot, was tied at the opening with hemp rope.

"This guy is dangerous!" Wang Xian'er said at the right moment. "If Zhang Peng hadn't been somewhat familiar with him, it would have taken a lot of effort to catch him."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Die looked at Zhang Peng.

"Cough cough~"

Zhang Peng coughed twice, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his face, and explained, "I've met him quite a few times. The most important thing is that this guy is rich and knows how to enjoy himself."

"What does this have to do with you?" A question mark slowly appeared on Xia Die's forehead.

The leader of the Xishui Alliance, as the front man of the Holy Spirit Cult, oversees one of the three major underground business associations in Mingdu.

Isn't it normal to be rich?

"Miss, as you know, my martial spirit had a problem before."

"I certainly did not kill anyone to cultivate my skills."

"But I thought of many ways to improve my martial spirit."

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"For example—" Zhang Peng paused, "the Dragon Girl of the Ordinary Alliance has the effect of improving martial souls, and my connection with Nangong Wan is related to this."

Xia Die patted her forehead and said helplessly, "Your Excellency, you don't have to beat around the bush like this."

"I was just worried that Miss was too young to understand," Zhang Peng said with an awkward smile. "The relationship between Senior Long and the Sun and Moon Emperor means that the Holy Spirit Sect must abide by the law in Mingdu, at least on the surface."

"So, I was short of money at that time."

"Zhang Peng, don't offend Miss's eyes." Wang Xian'er sighed helplessly.

She said that Zhang Peng had been acting all familiar with Nangong Wan, and then he just walked up behind him and knocked him unconscious with a single slap.

Nangong Wan unleashed his first soul skill "Heavenly Entertainment Poison", his second soul skill "Poison Tide Rest", and his third soul skill "Wind Rises and Poison Surges" simultaneously.

In an attempt to conceal themselves by layering poisonous fog, they were still a step too late.

In Wang Xian'er's opinion, the poison in the Nangong bowl was indeed quite potent.

Xia Die was rather speechless.

Do these two really think they're innocent and pure?

When she was writing the story, Xia Die had seen everything.

She wasn't exactly a champion of justice, at least not with a strong sense of justice.

Xia Die walked to the sack and opened it.

A middle-aged man with white hair lay with his eyes closed. He was quite handsome and his breathing was even. If he were a few years younger, he might be very popular.

Come to think of it, it makes sense, as it serves as the face of the Xishui Alliance.

Furthermore, it's normal for titled Douluo to maintain a youthful state.

"Old Wang, I can't do anything right now. Can you seal his soul power?"

"Oh, right, it's also poisonous."

"I'm not sure." Wang Xian'er pondered, thinking of the mental cultivation method that Xia Die had given her, which did indeed contain abilities that could affect the soul and body.

Xia Die stepped back a few paces to let Wang Xian'er come over.

Wang Xian'er's fair hand emerged from her sleeve and touched Nangong Wan's forehead.

One minute, two minutes —

Half an hour passed.

"call"

Wang Xian'er withdrew her hand and took several deep breaths.

"I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to issue a complete restriction like you have."

Wang Xian'er sealed Nangong Wan's soul power and placed a restriction on him, but she had only been learning Xia Die's spiritual power cultivation method for a short time, and could only seal him for a day at most.

"It's alright," Xia Die said calmly. "I'm just a little worried that this person might go berserk."

Ultimately, it's just about being prepared for a rainy day.

According to the original work, Nangong Wan's personality can be described as bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Wang Xian'er slapped Nangong Wan across the face.

"Snap"

A red mark immediately appeared.

"Awoo!"

Nangong Wan cried out in pain.

Her eyelids slowly opened, and one hand was still touching the red mark remaining on her right cheek.

"Where am I?"

"Your Excellency, I'm glad you're already a prisoner," Xia Die's voice rang out.

"A prisoner?"

Nangong Wan seemed not to have reacted yet, but he composed himself.

The moment my gaze fell upon Zhang Peng, the image immediately flashed into my mind.

"I...I was knocked unconscious."

"Did you sleep well?" Zhang Peng waved at Nangong Wan. "Now that you're awake, you should listen to me properly."

"Sixth Master, you have betrayed the Holy Spirit Cult?"

From the few words he uttered, Nangong Wan had a vague sense of foreboding.

"I guess so!"

The moment those words were spoken, Nangong Wan's heart skipped a beat.

He became incredibly energetic, as if he'd been injected with adrenaline.

Zhang Peng betrayed the Holy Spirit Cult, and now that he, the cult's front man, has been arrested, he has no choice but to be extremely vigilant.

"Six—no, Zhang Peng."

"We have no grudge against each other, right?"

"When you came to me last time to ask for money to buy the Dragon Girl, I transferred the money to you without saying a word. And two years ago, when you were short of money, you came to me—"

Nangong Wan's speech became incoherent and even somewhat rambling.

But the meaning behind each word made Zhang Peng's face darken.

He could even feel two subtle gazes from the side.

Zhang Peng patted Nangong Wan's shoulder forcefully, a forced smile on his face: "Keep talking, do you want to die?"

"I'm doing this for the sake of my martial soul, not like your Masked Douluo partner who's so disgusting."

"Tch, trying to have it both ways."

As soon as Nangong Wan finished speaking, she realized she had said the wrong thing and noticed that Zhang Peng's face had darkened even more than before.

"that----"

"Let's get down to business." The abrupt voice came from Xia Die. "Lord Zhang Peng, I'm not particularly impressed with your battle record. When I searched your memories, I did see some of them."

"It hasn't crossed any of my acceptable boundaries, so you don't need to worry."

Zhang Peng opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Although he could say that his relationship with those dragon girls was based on mutual consent and starting from the Ordinary Alliance, there are some things that cannot be discussed openly.

Good heavens, Miss already knew all along.

Hearing Xia Die say this, Zhang Peng breathed a sigh of relief. But thinking about it, it made sense. If Xia Die didn't approve of him, she wouldn't have risked bringing him back from the Demon Forest.

Thinking of this, Zhang Peng patted Nangong Wan's shoulder even harder.

It has a "you just wait" vibe to it.

Nangong Wan grimaced in pain, but dared not resist.

His mind was racing, and he had already recognized the three people in front of him.

"Wasn't it just recently that Wu Yun came to him to confirm the information about Zhang Peng's return from Xingluo?"

As a shrewd and resourceful person, Nangong Wan felt that it wasn't a big deal anyway.

One worshipper brought two people into the Sun Moon Empire; perhaps there were some considerations involved.

So I chatted with the clouds for a bit.

In his opinion, Wu Yun and Zhang Peng should have a good relationship.

So I simply didn't hide it.

Could it be that something went wrong in the middle?

"How is the offering to Wuyun going?" Nangong Wan asked cautiously.

"Wu Yun is dead." Zhang Peng removed his hand from Nangong Wan's shoulder and said, word by word, "Because of him, I had to betray the Holy Spirit Cult."

"Hmm? You're asking this?" Zhang Peng looked at Nangong Wan suspiciously, then suddenly thought of something, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Tell me, did you tell him about the Immortal Physician and Xia Die being brought here by me?"

"This—" Nangong Wan's lips twitched.

Could it be that, as he thought, Wu Yun and Zhang Peng were just friends in name only?

In reality, everyone wants to stab the other in the back.

"I accidentally leaked your information to the dark clouds."

"No, it was he who came to the Xishui Alliance and forced me to tell him the news."

"Hmph!" Zhang Peng snorted coldly, "I knew I couldn't have been exposed so quickly."

"So it was you, you little scoundrel."

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