Douluo Continent: The Peerless Tang Sect, Angels and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 109 - The Charlatan Qian Lingyun (Limited Time Only)

"Hiss, my goodness, buying tickets is one thing, but buying a hotel too?" Qian Lingyun's lips parted slightly, she hesitated several times, looking at the two unassuming old men with great amazement.

"How much does it cost to buy a hotel?!" Wu Yun looked at Qian Lingyun in surprise, then seemed to understand something. He chuckled and explained, "The majority of rare metals in the entire Sun Moon Empire are controlled by three forces, with my Holy Spirit Sect at the head."

"Back then, you asked for 300 million gold soul coins without even blinking an eye. A hotel is just a drop in the ocean!"

"Oh, that makes sense then." Qian Lingyun raised her eyebrows and thought for a moment, then finally nodded.

That's certainly true. No local power in the Sun Moon Empire can match the Holy Spirit Cult, which boasts two supreme experts, over twenty titled Douluo, and countless evil soul masters.

In other words, the Holy Spirit Cult's cutting-edge strength is not much different from that of the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago.

What the Holy Spirit Cult lacks is only a large enough base of followers and basic Soul Masters. Given this, it's no wonder that the Sun Moon Empire would seek to ally with the Holy Spirit Cult!

After all... a powerful nation combined with powerful soul masters is a dark force that can ignite the second Holy War on the Douluo Continent.

"In that case, the tickets are booked, so there's no need to buy a hotel. We can book the Star Emperor Hotel in advance!" Qian Lingyun casually placed her knife across the table and said jokingly, "Let the Third Elder and the Eighth Elder come with us too! They are level nine Soul Masters."

"Holy Maiden, is it really necessary to have four Title Douluos accompanying you to watch a match?" Zhang Peng asked, puzzled by Qian Lingyun's perplexing behavior. Qian Lingyun simply closed her eyes and chuckled twice, saying:

"I have a feeling that even four Title Douluos might be too few. To be on the safe side, we need twice as many!"

"If we double that, that's eight?" Wu Yun clicked his tongue in surprise, thinking to himself:

[Eight Title Douluos? Two of them are even Level 9 Soul Masters! This lineup is enough to start a small-scale war, and this lady still thinks it's not safe enough? Is she going to assassinate the Star Luo Emperor?]

"Besides the two of us, finding two more elders to accompany us only requires a word from you, Holy Maiden. But if we want to double that number... you might need to... discuss it with the Sect Leader!" Zhang Peng remained silent for a moment, then began to persuade her with a troubled expression: "Holy Maiden, without a suitable reason, I'm afraid the Sect Leader won't approve it..."

"No, no, no, I have a premonition! We can obtain many things in Star Luo City, such as other Saintesses," Qian Lingyun said mysteriously, her eyes closed. The divine emblem on her forehead emitted a dim purple light as she looked up at the ceiling, hands behind her back, and sighed.

"You might not believe it, but I just have a premonition!"

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"Since this concerns other Holy Maidens, there's no such thing as a small matter. Why don't we go see the Sect Leader now and ask him for the people?" Wu Yun stood up and threw a colorful money bag on the table, then strode towards the door with Qian Lingyun.

On the way back to the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters, Qian Lingyun didn't exert any effort at all. She was simply carried back by two Title Douluos, one on each side of her arm. The flight time, which would normally take half an hour, was shortened by more than half...

Along the way, the followers of the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters looked at the three people who were in a hurry with surprise, thinking that something serious had happened. They hurriedly made way for them, and some even knocked on Zhongli Wu's door in advance.

Zhong Liwu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, who was engrossed in his work, looked up and saw Wu Yun, who was covered in dust, and Zhang Peng carrying Qian Lingyun on either side of him as they rushed into his room. He was so frightened that he thought something had happened to Qian Lingyun, and he hurriedly got up from his seat.

"Master, send me six more Title Douluos to Star Luo City!" Qian Lingyun demanded six.

"What are you going to Star Luo City for? And six Title Douluos? Do you have some kind of enemy there?" Zhongli Wu was a little confused, his originally rosy and radiant face filled with big question marks.

"The Holy Maiden said she'd allocate six more, excluding the two of us. That means she needs eight Title Douluos to accompany her to Star Luo City," Zhang Peng said seriously, correcting Zhong Liwu's grammatical error.

"Eight? Eight Title Douluos? My god, are you trying to assassinate the Star Luo Emperor?" Zhong Liwu stared at the three of them in disbelief, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"If you ask me, Scorpion Tiger Douluo and Raven Douluo alone are enough to protect you, you..."

"No, Master, the Holy Maiden said that the other two Holy Maidens in the prophecy might appear there, which is why she wants eight Title Douluos," Wu Yun added.

"Other saintesses will appear?" Zhongli Wu was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, glanced at Qian Lingyun suspiciously, and asked, "How do you know that?"

"There was a voice in the darkness, it spoke some very strange words to me!" Qian Lingyun pondered for a moment, then, like a charlatan guided by divine intervention, began to sing in a very convincing manner in front of the others:

"At the boundary between light and darkness, amidst the exploding black flames, the phoenix will be born!"

"Phoenix, black flames, violent! In the midst of light and darkness?" Zhongli Wu fell silent for a long while before raising her head and muttering, "Could it be the Phoenix Saintess, one of the other two Saintesses, being born?! Brilliant, brilliant!"

"So that's what the old priest meant when he said the Rakshasa Saintess was the most important of the three Saintesses! With the Rakshasa Saintess, she can predict the other two Saintesses!"

After imagining it for a moment, Zhongli Wu was extremely excited. He grabbed Qian Lingyun's arm, his thick hand squeezing her upper arm until it ached. He swallowed hard and asked urgently, "Since... you can predict the Phoenix Saintess, can you also predict the Blue Silver Saintess?"

"Maybe, she might appear soon!" Qian Lingyun smiled, thinking of Tang Ya who would soon appear in Tiandou City. Since she would be discovered by Zhongli Wu sooner or later anyway, she might as well do her a favor.

Thinking of this, Qian Lingyun impatiently pulled away Zhongli Wu's hands and said with dissatisfaction, "I will tell you when I find out, but for now, you just need to tell me, are you going to give this person to me or not?"

"Give it to me! You must give it to me. This time, I'll have Xiao Feng accompany you," Zhongli Wu said decisively. "As for the other five... the twelve elders, the eight senior elders—aside from those who are currently on missions, you can choose the rest!"

"Excellent, that's what I've been waiting for." Qian Lingyun stroked her chin, a hint of smugness flashing in her dark red eyes. She said in a deep voice, "I want the Third Elder, the Fourth Elder, the Eighth Elder, the Seventh Elder, and the Ninth Elder!"

"Alright!" Zhongli Wu nodded, and was about to call the people over when he noticed Qian Lingyun holding out her palm and saying loudly, "Give me some money, I might need to buy a hundred million worth of things this time."

"You've spent all 300 million?!" Zhongli Wu asked incredulously. Spending 300 million in half a month? Is that something a human could do?

"No, I haven't spent a single penny, I've saved it all!" Qian Lingyun proudly showed off the two gold cards given to her by Feng Ling and Zhong Liwu before putting them back in her pocket.

This made Zhongli Wu even more confused. He squinted and asked helplessly, "If you have money, why are you asking me for money?"

"Master, are you kidding me! These three hundred million are the membership benefits you promised me, they're my own money!" Qian Lingyun started to act unreasonable and unreasonable, while Zhong Liwu looked depressed and leaned on the table next to him, seemingly crying for his gold soul coins.

(End of this chapter)