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

Chapter 309 310311. Shock! When Zhongli Cult Leader woke up, he found himself at odds with the entire Holy Spirit Cult!

Looking at the four-legged dragon that had been slashed down to look like a snake, Mei Douluo couldn't help but sigh, "What a ruthless person! Luckily, I'm on her side, otherwise it would have been a truly tragic thing."

"Yeah, right!" Ma Xiaotao sighed, watching that imposing figure disappear into the distance. "What a monster! Even more ruthless than a villain! I'm going back to see Sister Le Xuan now. A twenty-five-year-old Title Douluo, she truly lives up to her reputation!"

"Yeah, she really is a wolf in sheep's clothing! I wonder who can get along with someone like that," Feng Ling echoed, then turned and walked towards the Holy Spirit Cult.

……

Before even entering the hidden gate of the Holy Spirit Cult, Qian Lingyun felt a familiar surge of soul power emanating from the tunnel.

Qian Lingyun was very familiar with that kind of soul power fluctuation. To her, that unique aura of soul beast sacrifice was as conspicuous as a light in the night sky.

"Does this feel... like a sacrifice after enduring unimaginable torment?"

Qian Lingyun, who had considerable experience with soul beast sacrifices, pursed her lips and then quickened her pace back.

as predicted…

Before even reaching the gate, one sees Old Deng.

In the vast, thronging crowd, Qian Lingyun could spot Zhong Liwu, that annoying old bastard, at a glance.

What the hell is this bad luck!

After cursing under her breath, Qian Lingyun squeezed through the crowd of onlookers and walked to the entrance of the Hall of Worship. Just then, she saw the blood-red soul ring merge into Zhang Lexuan's body. This 100,000-year-old soul beast also brought Zhang Lexuan a torso soul bone that greatly improved her physical attributes.

Thus, a newly promoted Title Douluo, aged twenty-five, with two 100,000-year soul rings and three 100,000-year soul bones, was born.

Perhaps due to the sacrifice of a 100,000-year-old soul beast, Zhang Lexuan's cultivation level directly broke through to level 91 and 92, and then stopped at level 93.

"Hahaha, as expected of the Blood Moon Saintess, truly a celestial being!" Zhongli Wu chuckled as he stepped forward, offering his warm congratulations: "Have you decided on the Saintess's title yet?"

"..."

Zhang Lexuan stared silently at Zhongli Wu for a while, then walked past him without a word to Qian Lingyun, bowed, and said, "Master, I have not failed you!"

"Hmm, not bad!" Qian Lingyun gently stroked Zhang Lexuan's face. Zhang Lexuan was slightly taken aback, and a blush even appeared on her face, which was filled with a happy smile.

Even Ma Xiaotao, who was standing to the side, felt a little jealous at their intimate gesture.

Zhongli Wu's old face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Withdrawing her left hand, Qian Lingyun suddenly asked, "By the way... has your title been decided yet?"

"What do you think would be a good name, Master?" Zhang Lexuan asked hesitantly, clutching the hem of her clothes and looking at Qian Lingyun with a pitiful expression. She tentatively suggested, "How about you give me a title, Master?"

"Should I choose?" Qian Lingyun gently rested her chin on her hand and asked softly, "Then... let's go with Hua Yue! The magnificent moon! How about it!?"

"Okay!" Zhang Lexuan readily agreed and announced her title to the crowd who had come to watch the excitement.

The onlookers glanced at the ignored Zhongli Laodeng, then gave a symbolic clapping and dispersed.

Seeing that the Holy Spirit Cult disciples were so sensible, Zhongli Wu's expression softened slightly. He walked up to Qian Lingyun with a forced smile and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen the Holy Maiden! I wonder if your cultivation has declined?"

"Heh, Master is joking. How could my cultivation possibly fall behind?" Qian Lingyun sneered, looking at Zhongli Wu with complete disdain in her eyes.

She even managed to kill the Sea Princess, whose strength was equivalent to that of a Limit Douluo, so why would she be afraid of an old man like you, a level 98?

The Rakshasa Domain can't restrain the Sea Princess, but it's a perfect counter to a malevolent soul master like Zhongli Wu.

It would be highly abnormal for Zhongli Wu, who can only exert her level 97 strength, to still be timid and hesitant!

"If that's the case, then that's wonderful! The Holy Maiden's increased strength naturally translates into an increase in the strength of our sect! I, the sect leader, am overjoyed!"

Zhongli Wu curled his lips into a smile, said a few more meaningless words, and then turned and left.

Watching Zhongli Wu disappear from sight, Qian Lingyun waved to a familiar-looking member of the Holy Spirit Cult and whispered, "Go, print thirty wedding invitations for me, and send them to my room!"

"Yes, Holy Maiden!" After receiving the order, the Holy Spirit Cult disciple ran off. After dismissing the people around her, Qian Lingyun walked alone into the place where the elders' meeting had been held last time.

This time, four more chairs were added to the Elders' Council, corresponding to Shangguan Weier, Zhang Lexuan, the Demon Queen, and Nightmare Douluo.

After pacing around the round table for a while, Qian Lingyun casually pulled out Zhongli Wu's leader's seat, sat down comfortably, closed her eyes, and hummed a little tune.

"You seem quite carefree!" The Demon Queen's voice came from behind. Qian Lingyun slowly opened one eye, but closed it again after a moment.

"What else can you do if you don't enjoy life? The most important thing in life is to be happy. What's the point of life if you're always worrying about this and that?"

"Interesting. I've long heard that you humans like to drown your sorrows in alcohol, but I wonder if that's true?"

The Demon Queen also pulled out her chair and sat opposite Qian Lingyun, imitating Qian Lingyun by clearing her mind and leaning back.

"As the ancients said, drinking to drown your sorrows only makes them worse! You might get temporary happiness at first, but... once you sober up, you'll feel terrible again." Qian Lingyun lazily wriggled a few times and curled up into a ball.

"Bullshit ancient people! When I was born, these ancient people you're talking about were nowhere to be found!" the Demon Queen cursed angrily, seemingly displeased with Qian Lingyun's behavior of acting like an old woman.

"Hmm..." Qian Lingyun opened one eye, looking at the Demon Queen with slight embarrassment, thinking to herself: [How awkward! I've been outmaneuvered by this old geezer who's lived for countless millennia!]

"If you'd like a drink, I can have one with you!"

Sitting up straight, Qian Lingyun took out the fine wine from the old emperor's betrothal gifts from her storage soul tool and slid several jars across the smooth tabletop.

"That's more like it! Anyone can talk the talk! Whether something is reliable or not depends on how it's walked!"

Taking the wine jar, the Demon Queen immediately lifted the lid. She felt an intoxicating aroma of wine waft towards her, filling the entire conference hall.

"I'll do it, you can do whatever you want!"

As she spoke, the Demon Queen raised the wine jar and gave Qian Lingyun a provocative look. Then, like a whale sucking in water, she lifted the half-person-high wine jar and drank it all in one gulp.

Qian Lingyun's eyes twitched a few times. She glanced at her wine and thought, "[That's it, I guess there's nothing left this time.]"

The Demon Queen, whose true form is a deep-sea demon whale, drinks alcohol as easily as water. Even if you can outdrink her, you should still check if you have enough money in your wallet!

Amidst the clinking of glasses, the 108 jars of fine wine gifted by the old emperor had been completely consumed, but the Demon Queen's current state... could only be described as... slightly tipsy.

Setting down the wine jar, the Demon Queen stretched contentedly, closed her eyes, and said, "Tsk, you always have some strange things about you. I'm really growing to like you more and more, you little thing."

"Thank you for your hospitality, I'll go back to sleep now!"

Although she knew that a being of the Demon Queen's level was basically immune to heat and cold, Qian Lingyun still took out a blanket and covered the Demon Queen, who was resting with her eyes closed, before slowly walking out of the conference hall.

"Was the item delivered as I requested?" Qian Lingyun asked, looking down.

From the shadows, a voice replied softly, "It's been delivered!"

"Great job! You've worked hard! Go and rest!"

After speaking, Qian Lingyun found her room in the winding building, sat cross-legged, and slowly fell asleep on her sofa.

Neither Ye Xishui nor Long Xiaoyao are currently at the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters. If they don't confront each other directly tomorrow, they might never have another chance after moving to the Sun and Moon Palace…

In a short while, Qian Lingyun had already gone through all the possible scenarios she might encounter tomorrow in her mind.

They even took into account the possibility of Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao suddenly returning.

When she opened her eyes again, Zhang Lexuan had already changed her clothes and was standing beside her with a freshly made breakfast, waiting for her to wake up and eat!

"Oh, Lexuan! You woke up so early!" Qian Lingyun sat up, took the tableware and breakfast from Zhang Lexuan, and elegantly began to enjoy them.

This unusual behavior startled Zhang Lexuan.

You should know that in her memory, Qian Lingyun's dining habits were very casual, and it could be said that she had never eaten so slowly and deliberately as she did today.

After quickly filling her stomach, Qian Lingyun licked her lips and added somewhat critically, "It was very good today, except the filling was a little overcooked."

After saying that, Qian Lingyun was stunned by her own words. When did she become so picky about food?

Perhaps my tongue and stomach have been spoiled by Yuma, this gourmet!

The second time I entered the Elders' Council meeting hall with Zhang Lexuan, there were only a few elders and enshrined members sitting in their respective seats chatting idly. There were also a few eccentric individuals flipping through the meeting minutes.

Everything was a peaceful and harmonious scene. Only when an acquaintance entered would the person who had been bowing their head raise their hand to greet them.

As for the Demon Queen and the pile of empty wine jars, they have long since disappeared.

Yesterday, she had the Heavenly Punishment Douluo convene this elders' meeting in the name of the Grand Elder. Except for Zhongli Wu, who did not receive a specific time, Feng Ling deliberately arrived late with Zhongli Wu to attend the meeting.

Everyone receives it at the same time.

The consequence of doing so was that everyone eagerly awaited the arrival of Zhongli Wu and Feng Ling!

When Zhongli Wu and Feng Ling (pretending to be) stormed into the meeting hall with dark faces and a menacing air, Zhongli Wu didn't react. Instead, he plopped down in his seat.

"The Supreme Master and the Supreme Elder are not attending this meeting, and their votes will be considered abstentions. Now, does anyone have anything to say at the meeting?"

"I have it," Qian Lingyun slowly stood up, forcing a smile in front of everyone, "Elders and revered guests, please open the documents in front of you and turn to the last page!"

The last page?!

After the rustling sound of pages turning, everyone took out an envelope, opened it, and found a red invitation inside.

After everyone had opened their invitations, Qian Lingyun explained with a smile:

"My wedding is in seven days, and the invitations have already been sent out. I hope all the elders and devotees will be able to attend and show their support!"

This move was like throwing a level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannonball onto a calm lake. Apart from Yuma, who already knew, almost everyone was kept in the dark!

For a holy maiden to privately pledge her life to an outsider, to put it bluntly, this could already be considered treason!

Little girl, let's see how I handle you!

Even though he was secretly delighted, Zhongli Wu outwardly maintained a gloomy expression as he tossed the invitation away, then slammed it heavily on the table, and sneered, "Holy Maiden, you have quite the schemes. After my sect spent so much effort and resources nurturing you, you've managed to climb the social ladder and join the Sun and Moon Royal Family. Are you trying to betray the sect?"

"Apostasy? What makes you say that!" Qian Lingyun looked at Zhong Liwu with feigned incomprehension, a mocking smile curving her lips.

"As a holy maiden of our religion, you enjoy the resources and privileges afforded to holy maidens, yet you intend to marry without permission. Isn't that betrayal?"

"Those 100,000-year-old soul rings and soul bones, the level-nine soul tools, and all those gold soul coins you possess—those were all painstakingly accumulated by our disciples!"

Zhongli Wu stood up with a pained expression, as if he were Qian Lingyun's long-lost father criticizing his disappointing child...

"Master, you're getting senile!" Qian Lingyun bluntly stated, "That 100,000-year soul ring and soul bone, 300 million gold soul coins, and a level nine soul tool were the prerequisites for me to join the Holy Spirit Cult."

"In other words, I only joined the Holy Spirit Cult because they gave me these things, so they cannot be considered as benefits given to me by the Holy Spirit Cult! Rather, they are membership fees!"

"Franchise fee? You really dare to ask for that..."

Zhongli Wu's face darkened, and he quickly changed his tune, saying, "Besides that money, your other daily expenses are also covered by my Holy Spirit Sect!"

"That's true, but I've spent a lot of money, and I've also earned a lot!"

Qian Lingyun pointed at the Third Elder and asked, "In the past year or so, I've secured several orders from the Sun Moon Military Department. Ask around and see how much our Rhein Gold Armory Factory has made."

"Ahem, the first profit was 43 million! The second was 50 million, and the third was 31 million."

Having been called out, the Third Elder knew he couldn't stay out of it, so he stood up and answered somewhat embarrassedly.

"Rheinmetall Armory received three orders from the Sun Moon Military Headquarters? When did this happen? How come I know nothing about it?"

Zhongli Wu stared at the Third Elder not far away, speechless for a long time.

"Ask the Ordinary Alliance and the Evening Water Alliance how much their revenue increased last year compared to previous years because of my travels all over the country?" Qian Lingyun raised her eyebrows at Nangong Wan and Shangguan Wei'er, who silently stood up and reported a nearly 40% increase!

Seeing Zhongli Wu's stunned expression, Qian Lingyun was still not satisfied and continued to list her contributions: "Look again at how much the combat power of the sect's disciples has increased since the popularization of soul tools and ultimate techniques?"

Zhongli Wu: "..."

Honestly, the feeling of being kept in the dark by your subordinates and being completely clueless like a clown is as unpleasant as swallowing a fly.

As an elder with a business mind, Nangong Wan had the right to make decisions regarding matters of the Xishui Alliance, which he knew. It was also reasonable for Shangguan Weier to not report to him, as she was a direct subordinate brought in by Qian Lingyun.

But Zhongli Wu grew increasingly angry at the Third Elder, a feeling of betrayal from a traitor instantly welling up inside him. He gritted his teeth and asked, "When were those three orders placed?"

"It was last year, when I saw you were in seclusion, so I didn't bother you," the Third Elder chuckled, bowing his head as he explained the whole story.

"Then why didn't you say anything after I came out of seclusion! Fine, you wouldn't say anything, but why didn't the Eighth Elder say anything either?" Zhongli Wu roared in anger!

"Hey, Master, why are you yelling so loudly? We researchers are so busy studying soul tools that we forgot about this!" Mei Douluo said sarcastically on behalf of the Third Elder, looking at Zhongli Wu with an extremely honest gaze.

(End of this chapter)