When Qian Daoliu transmigrated into Douluo Continent II, even the evil spirit masters were terrified

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu was not surprised.

He didn't hide anything, leaning back in his chair, his tone very calm.

"Would you believe me if I said that even I don't know?"

This is the truth.

He still doesn't understand why he traveled through time.

The whole process was a blur, no different from taking a nap.

"Tch, fine, don't talk then. Xue'er, let's go, let's ignore him."

Hyotei clearly didn't believe her, thinking that Sendou Ryu simply didn't want to tell her.

She rolled her eyes at Qian Daoliu, grabbed Xue Di's hand, and rushed out of the room.

See you later.

As Xue Di was being pulled along, she didn't forget to glance back at Qian Daoliu with an apologetic smile on her face before her figure quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

"Wait for me!"

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm squatted in the corner, its eyes darting back and forth.

He glanced at Qian Daoliu sitting in the chair and felt a chill run down his spine.

This guy is a ruthless person who dares to challenge Tang San head-on. If I stay here and say something wrong, I might get slapped to death.

He didn't want to stay a second longer, so he shouted and ran after them with his short legs.

He ran so fast that he almost tripped over the threshold and stumbled out.

The room fell silent instantly.

Qian Daoliu sat quietly in the chair, not saying a word, his fingertips tapping the armrest intermittently as he began to think about his next plan.

Actually, when you think about it carefully, it's not that complicated.

It's simply a matter of waiting for the Star Luo and Heavenly Soul kingdoms to send their personnel over, setting up the arena for the Continental High-Level Soul Master Tournament, and incidentally repairing the Papal Palace, which was damaged not long ago due to intimidating everyone.

The most important thing right now is to determine the participants.

Qian Daoliu stroked his chin, and naturally thought of Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong outside.

Including his five personal disciples, plus these two, there are exactly seven people, enough to fill the competition slots.

Moreover, both kids are incredibly talented and will definitely not let us down.

Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eye Martial Soul, coupled with a million-year soul ring, grants him maximum control capabilities.

Tang Wutong possesses the Martial Soul of the Goddess of Light Butterfly and a divine bloodline, making her attack power even more formidable.

These two would be absolutely dominant in the continent-wide high-level soul master competition, a level of power that would be a game-changer.

But problems are also present.

Huo Yuhao is currently still a student of Shrek Academy and cannot represent the Spirit Hall in the competition.

Since both sides are opponents, why would I help the other side in the game?

Unless Shrek Academy doesn't allow him to participate at all.

Qian Daoliu recalled Xuanzi's bad temper and realized that he might actually be capable of doing such a thing.

But it's not certain.

In short, this matter cannot be rushed and requires careful consideration.

As for Tang Wutong, this girl has completely changed. She is no longer the tomboy Wang Dong she used to be. Her appearance has changed a lot, and her temperament is completely different.

Even if they stood in front of Shrek's teachers, they might not recognize him.

However, when it comes to participating in competitions, you still have to ask for their own opinion; you can't force them if they don't want to.

Qian Daoliu nodded secretly, having already made up his mind.

If all else fails, he can have his five apprentices participate in the competition.

Rules are dead, people are alive.

Anyway, given his current status as a Limit Douluo, who on the continent wouldn't give him some face?

Modifying the rules regarding the number of participants is not a difficult task.

Once we win the tournament, the Spirit Hall's reputation will be firmly established.

At that time, we will recruit talents widely, implement new regulations, and allow the entire continent to awaken martial souls for free...

A grand blueprint unfolded in Qian Daoliu's mind, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

He did all this not entirely for the sake of ordinary people on the mainland.

When he first started rebuilding the Spirit Hall, he really didn't have any selfish motives. He just wanted to give commoner children a chance to awaken their spirits so they wouldn't be trampled underfoot by nobles anymore.

However, after being targeted by Tang San, he finally realized that his cultivation as a Limit Douluo was utterly insignificant in the face of a true god.

Therefore, whether it's to save his own life, the lives of those around him, or the foundation of the Spirit Hall, he must improve his strength as soon as possible.

However, his cultivation level has already reached its peak, and it would be difficult for him to take even half a step forward.

The only way is to gather the power of faith and walk the path of becoming a god through faith.

The purpose of promoting free awakening of martial souls across the entire continent is to collect the power of faith.

According to his estimate, if the Spirit Hall could develop to the scale it was ten thousand years ago, he could accumulate enough faith power in a few years at most.

"Sigh, let's hope nothing unexpected happens during this time."

Qian Daoliu raised his head slightly, looking out the window at the blue sky and white clouds, his tone tinged with melancholy.

Tang San wouldn't let this go so easily. Those two old monsters, Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui, were still hiding in the shadows, and the Continental High-Level Soul Master Tournament was just around the corner.

These things kept happening one after another, and none of them were easy.

After sitting for a while, Qian Daoliu stood up and decided to take a stroll in the Mingdou Mountains.

From now on, this will be the headquarters of the Spirit Hall, a place where they will stay for a long time. So they need to understand the surrounding terrain and layout.

Back in the Mingdou Mountains, he was busy rebuilding the Spirit Hall every day, and every now and then he would go out to eliminate evil spirit masters and help the surrounding civilians solve their problems.

It's not that I didn't have time, it's that I really didn't have time to think about it.

Qian Daoliu walked out of the room with light steps, and with a sway of his body, he slowly flew out of the Spirit Hall.

The scenery of the Mingdou Mountains is indeed beautiful.

One mountain range after another stretched out, their peaks shrouded in milky white clouds.

The mountain stream is crystal clear, flowing gurgling down the rocks.

Occasionally, you can see a few low-level soul beasts drinking water by the stream. When they hear the sound of something cutting through the air, they are so frightened that their ears perk up and they quickly disappear into the nearby woods.

Qiandaoliu flew slowly, meandering along the contours of the mountain range.

He hadn't flown far when he suddenly saw a group of people on the mountain road below.

Judging from their clothes and build, they seem quite familiar; they are indeed from the Earth Dragon Gate.

Nan Shuishui walked at the front, with Nan Qiuqiu beside her, and several female disciples in pink dresses following behind, hurrying along the way.

"Why did they come back?"

Qian Daoliu frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

The members of the Earth Dragon Sect had already attended the founding ceremony and taken their leave.

Logically, they should be almost back at the Earth Dragon Gate by now, so why did they turn back again?

Could something have happened on the way?

He thought about it and decided to go down and take a look.

With a sudden thud, it fell from the sky, landing right in front of Nan Shuishui and her group.

"Didn't Sect Leader Nan go back? Why has he turned back again? Did something happen on the way?"

The sudden appearance of a figure startled Nan Shuishui and her group.

They were walking with their heads down, preoccupied with their own thoughts, when suddenly someone appeared in front of them. Startled, they all took a step back and put their hands on their weapons.

Only when they realized it was Qian Daoliu did they breathe a sigh of relief and relax their tense shoulders.