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

Chapter 313 317 318. — Widow, Widows, Saintess, Leftover Woman

After Zhongli Wu died, Qian Lingyun twisted off Zhongli Wu's large, unseeing head with her bare hands and weighed it in her hand.

She turned around and cracked her whip a few times at the Bone Dragon King, then hissed:

"Zhongli Wu is dead. From now on, you have to listen to me! Otherwise... hehehe! You wouldn't want that..."

*Snap!* Another cracking sound of a whip cutting through the air.

The Bone Dragon King curled up his massive body into a ball, trembling as he watched Qian Lingyun whipping her whip in the air.

Heaven and earth bear witness, the whip in the hand of this cruel villain is truly terrifying!

Undead creatures are simple... well, it shouldn't be called simple, but rather they don't have brains at all and can't think of anything.

Even though it was a powerful bone dragon king with a strong dragon soul in its lifetime, Zhongli Wu erased a lot of its essence for easier control and other purposes.

As a result, after Zhongliwu's death, the dragon soul was damaged a second time, and its intelligence was severely damaged by multiple blows, leaving it with only the most basic instincts.

Is there anything in the world easier to depict than a blank sheet of paper? Obviously not.

And so, under the violent guidance of the whip, Qian Lingyun quickly put a master-servant contract on the bone dragon.

"Alright, Little Black, go play by yourself!"

After kicking the Bone Dragon King's head, Qian Lingyun picked up Zhongli Wu's head again and lazily led several retainers back to Douluo Continent.

"The old leader has passed away. Today, I have come to succeed him as leader."

She tossed Zhongli Wu's head onto the conference table, then plopped down in Zhongli Wu's former seat. Looking at the elders on the panel, she tentatively asked, "Do any of you elders have any objections?"

"No!" Nangong Wan shook his head repeatedly, and said with a knowing smile, "The Holy Maiden is exceptionally talented and is the only choice to succeed as the sect leader! I have no objection whatsoever."

The Fifth Elder and the Sixth Elder's lips twitched, and they cursed inwardly: You sycophant, you've got to say all the nice things!

"Yes, yes, yes, the position of leader was already decided. It is the will of the people that you should be the leader!" The Seventh Elder also chimed in, blushing.

"See? I told you our Holy Spirit Cult elders are all people who understand the big picture and prioritize the overall situation!" Qian Lingyun nodded slightly and smiled gently (a sinister laugh).

"Let's all raise our hands and vote to see who supports me as the new leader! (Translation: Let's see who doesn't give me, the new leader, face!)"

"I'll definitely discuss this with him patiently. (Translation: See if I can find a way to kill you!)"

"Everyone, please feel free to speak your mind, don't hold back! (Translation: Keep your mouths shut, don't be so shameless!)"

In an instant, the elders and worshippers all raised their right hands in unison, creating a truly magnificent scene.

For so many years, the Holy Spirit Church's elders have not seen a unanimous vote as they did today.

Even the elder, who was half-dead under the table, had his hand raised by Nangong Wan, who was standing next to him!

"Oh, it passed unanimously, right? Then I'll have to rely on everyone for support in the future!"

After making a few forced, insincere shouts, Qian Lingyun picked up the proposal and gestured for everyone to take a look at its contents.

Not long after, the Demon Queen said goodbye to Qian Lingyun and left. The reason was that she sensed a surge of soul power at the level of a Limit Douluo being heading towards them.

Yes, Ye Xishui is back.

Qian Lingyun expressed her understanding. Although he was forced to give birth to her eldest son and their relationship was not very close, blood is thicker than water after all, and it is still a little sad for an older person to bury a younger one.

The Demon Queen's role is to fight Ye Xishui. Both are at the Limit Douluo level, so it won't be easy for her to lose.

In addition, the Demon Queen is a soul beast, with thick skin and tough flesh, so as long as Ye Xishui can vent her anger.

At that point, if the Great Master Qian could visit and politely persuade him, the matter of killing Zhongli Wu could likely be resolved peacefully and even completely.

After the elders and worshippers carefully reviewed the proposal, Qian Lingyun stood up, nodded to everyone, and announced several measures she would take after becoming the leader.

First, the funding and resources allocated to the Soul Guidance Device R&D Department were increased. Under the guise of the Ordinary Alliance and the Evening Water Alliance, untrained Soul Guidance Masters were recruited to establish new Soul Guidance Research Groups to study other Soul Guidance Devices. A more comprehensive reward and punishment system was also established to promote healthy internal competition within the Soul Guidance Department.

Secondly, it established a survival strategy of having the Holy Soul Hall openly profit while the Holy Spirit Cult secretly undermines it, thereby reducing the presence of evil soul masters in the Douluo Continent.

Third, strengthen the study of unique skills. It's not necessary to be an expert in everything, just to have a general understanding of everything. Establish a special skills research group—the Holy Spirit Tang Sect—to facilitate future rebuttals…

Fourth, expand the scale of soul beast breeding, and while selling soul beast products in large quantities, ensure that everyone in the Holy Spirit Cult can achieve the freedom to raise meat rabbits!

At the mention of soul beast breeding, Shangguan Wei'er's eyes lit up. She raised her hand and asked with her expectant eyes:

"Master, our soul beast breeding has reached a considerable scale, and we've also produced a certain quantity of soul beast products. What should we do next? Should we go straight to the market or...?"

"Well, come find me after the meeting, and we can discuss it further!"

Hearing Shangguan Weier's energetic voice, Qian Lingyun smiled and nodded, and even felt a little touched!

In the Douluo Continent, where women are said to die if they don't fall in love, she actually has more than one beautiful, ambitious retainer under her command who only wants to make money.

Honestly, she cried her eyes out!

"Master, I also have a question!" The Soul Slayer Douluo raised his hand, pointing to the Holy Soul Hall on the proposal, and patiently inquired, "Since the Holy Soul Hall operates in the open while the Holy Spirit Cult operates in the shadows, what exactly does the Holy Soul Hall do on a regular basis?!"

"Good! That's a good question!" Qian Lingyun took a deep breath, stood up abruptly, and patiently explained while running her fingers through her hair:

"My plan is to eliminate the distinction between the Hall of Worship and the Elders' Seats, and reorganize them directly based on ability!"

"Divide and reorganize? What's with this talk of reorganization!"

Hearing this, Zhang Peng was slightly taken aback, his brows furrowing as he asked, "We elders are divided into three categories: pure evil soul masters, half-evil soul masters, and special soul masters. How should we categorize them?"

"It's very simple!" Feng Ling stood up and took the initiative to help Qian Lingyun solve her problem:

"Pure evil soul masters wear black robes and still belong to the Holy Spirit Cult, which operates in the shadows. I am in charge of them. Half-evil soul masters and special soul masters wear white robes and enter the Holy Soul Hall. The Second Elder is in charge of them."

"The vice leader is right. Aside from appearing to be unrelated on the surface, we actually share resources and intelligence. The only difference between us is our job functions and abilities; there is no difference in our status. Even our treatment is the same as before."

The Heavenly Punishment Douluo stood up and supported Feng Ling with his actions.

After a brief murmur, the elders and venerable ones reluctantly agreed to the decision.

Firstly, it's already quite difficult to satisfy the demands of most of them. Secondly, their treatment as Title Douluos hasn't changed!

Now that we've gone this far, everyone should just go about their business!

After the meeting, Qian Lingyun returned to her room alone. Just as she was about to draft a list of titled Douluo from the Holy Soul Hall, she noticed a pile of newly delivered documents on her desk.

After pondering for a moment, she opened the door and called out to the evil spirit master who was delivering the documents, asking in confusion, "What are these...?"

"Reporting to the Master, these are documents that require your processing!" the black-robed evil spirit master delivering the documents said respectfully.

"So many..." Qian Lingyun casually flipped through the documents, feeling a surge of annoyance. She turned to Le Xuan and asked, "Le Xuan, do you even know how to approve documents?"

"Huh!?" Zhang Lexuan pointed to herself, then to the document: "Master, you mean..."

"Yeah, I don't want to approve it. I want to be a hands-off manager now!"

Zhang Lexuan hesitated for a moment, then said coyly, "Master, you are the sect leader. It's not appropriate to ask someone else to approve documents!"

"Are you kidding? Did I become a cult leader just to work 007 and 996 hours a day?!"

"But..." "I won't listen! I won't listen! I don't care! I don't care!"

Qian Lingyun simply lay down on the floor, covered her ears, rolled from the left side of the room to the right, and threw a tantrum, saying, "I just don't want to do it! I won't approve the documents!"

"Tsk... I just can't do anything with you..."

Seeing Qian Lingyun throwing a tantrum on the ground, Zhang Lexuan sighed and had no choice but to pick up her pen and reluctantly start working. Little did she know, the smudges on her lips were almost as thick as Nike lipstick...

Before Zhang Lexuan could even move her pen twice, there was another knock on the door.

As expected, the person who arrived was Shangguan Weier.

As soon as she entered, Shangguan Weier saw Qian Lingyun rolling around on the floor. She raised an eyebrow at Zhang Lexuan and communicated with her eyes:

"What's wrong with her?"

"I didn't want to approve the documents, so that's how it ended."

"Oh? What should I do then? I still have something to report to her..."

Seeing the two women's animated expressions without uttering a sound, Qian Lingyun was afraid they'd start convulsing before they finished speaking: "Hey, Xiao Wei, you're here early! I thought you were going to eat before you came!"

"Hey, let's finish today's work today!" Shangguan Wei'er said with a forced smile, plopped down on the ground, and continued speaking, following Qian Lingyun's lead:

"Thanks to you, our branches have been established in all medium-sized and above cities across the entire Douluo Continent, except for Shrek City."

"Does it earn a lot?" Qian Lingyun asked excitedly.

You know, this is a crucial path for her to achieve financial freedom!

On a small scale, this concerns one's own purse; on a larger scale, it concerns the entire Holy Soul Palace!

"Although we didn't lose money, the profits are still far from what we expected!" Shangguan Wei'er explained, pulling out various lists and listing them one by one. "I think it might be because... we're not famous enough yet! Our products only sell well in Mingdu!"

"Not famous enough..." Qian Lingyun carefully considered the word, her eyes gleaming with a greedy light: "That's easy!"

"Easy!?" Shangguan Wei'er froze on the spot, seemingly not finding the matter as simple as Qian Lingyun had described. But when she recalled the wedding invitation she had received today, she immediately slapped her forehead and exclaimed:

"Oh, I see, you mean..."

"That's right, that's right!" Qian Lingyun smiled along with Shangguan Weier, while Zhang Lexuan, who was reviewing documents next to her, was completely baffled.

What the hell? What are they even talking about? Are these two riddle-solving people talking about something so out of place? It's infuriating!

"Then you should hurry up and talk to your in-laws and ask them to let me handle your wedding! I guarantee we'll make our Ordinary Alliance a household name in Douluo Continent!"

Shangguan Wei'er excitedly slapped her thigh, then Qian Lingyun punched her on the head: "You're slapping your own thigh, you bastard!"

"Okay, okay!" Shangguan Weier covered the bump on her head, wincing and sucking in a breath of cold air.

Damn it, Qian Lingyun's fists were as hard as iron, and her thighs were so hard too! It really hurt her to death.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing!"

Seeing Shangguan Weier already halfway out of the room after opening the door, Qian Lingyun couldn't help but call out to her again.

"What is it?!" Shangguan Weier returned and looked at Qian Lingyun seriously.

"Um, do you know where I can get my wedding dress made?"

"Huh?! Don't tell me you're getting married in a few days and you haven't even ordered your wedding robes yet! The phoenix coronet and wedding gown haven't been made yet..." Shangguan Wei'er closed the door and sat down next to Qian Lingyun with the air of someone who'd been there before.

"Holy crap? This thing needs to be made to order? Can't we just buy it?" Qian Lingyun scratched the back of her head, her beautiful red eyes filled with clear nausea. She asked, "I saw that many clothing stores sell it, don't they?"

"Master, you're marrying the Crown Prince, not offering yourself up for nothing! Although I feel it's a step down for you, given your status as the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, you're officially marrying the Crown Prince as the daughter of a duke!"

Shangguan Wei'er, exasperated, picked up the soul communication device and summoned Hu Mei, Bai Yuan, and several other female elders who loved gossip.

Before long, one woman after another, their eyes burning with gossip, pushed open the door with melon seeds and snacks in hand, eager to witness Qian Lingyun's wedding, which was just days away but hadn't prepared anything.

"..."

Click, click…

"..."

Click, click…

Hearing the incessant rustling sounds around her, Qian Lingyun finally snapped:

"I called you here to give me advice, not for you to sit back and watch me embarrass myself!"

"I've never been married, and my ideas are absolutely outrageous, so I don't recommend you listen to them!"

Hu Mei, dressed in light clothing, took out a handful of sunflower seeds from the pocket of her white gray coat and continued cracking them. Seeing the faint glint of anger in Qian Lingyun's eyes, she restrained herself slightly.

"I've seen other people arrange ghost marriages in my younger days. If you don't mind, I..."

Bai Yuan had only spoken half a sentence when everyone around her turned their attention to her.

Goodness, you even dare to talk about ghost marriages, that's really something else!

Under the critical gazes of those around her, Bai Yuan finally lowered her head: "Fine, I'm afraid you'll hit me, I won't say anything more!"

Shifting her gaze to the next person, Feng Ling shook her head, looking lost and forlorn, and said, "I...I haven't had that experience..."

"..."

Next one:

"What are you looking at me for? Do I look like a married man?" Darren, sitting in the corner with his arms crossed, rolled his eyes and retorted, "Why don't you just go to your mom? She's so rich, she's probably prepared!"

Hearing this, Qian Lingyun seemed to have found a savior. She buried her face in Yuma's arms and cried out, "Mommy!!"

"Well... I can say... I've prepared your dowry, but have I forgotten about the phoenix coronet and wedding gown?" Yuma said somewhat awkwardly, grabbing a piece of fruit from the side, stuffing it into her mouth, and mumbling, "I got married many years ago... I've long forgotten!"

"Is it too late to order one now?!" Qian Lingyun asked, clinging to her last glimmer of hope.

"That's definitely too late. As far as I know, for something really outstanding, you have to book it months or even years in advance. You only have seven days. No matter how rich you are, you can't finish it in time!" Shangguan Weier poured cold water on Qian Lingyun's enthusiasm.

Just as a group of pretty older women with little marriage experience were offering advice to the newlyweds, Qian Lingyun suddenly walked to an empty space in the room and opened a door to the dead, causing the older women to murmur amongst themselves.

A short while later, Wu Yun and Wu Yu, whom they hadn't seen for a long time, came out of the room, each carrying a large bucket, looking very happy.

"I have fulfilled my mission, Holy Maiden!" Wu Yu proudly showed off her spirit rings, which were yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, and the ninth dazzling red spirit ring.

"Silly girl, you've got the wrong name! She's no longer a saint!"

Mei Douluo crossed her legs, cracking melon seeds and chattering away. She stared intently at the striking red spirit ring, refusing to look away.

Why couldn't she have been born a few decades later, latched onto Qian Lingyun's coattails, and then gotten a 100,000-year soul ring to enjoy herself?

Seeing the young man possess a 100,000-year soul ring and soul bone that every soul master dreams of, she felt a sour taste in her mouth, as if she had eaten a thousand lemons.

"Huh?! You're no longer the Holy Maiden? What's going on?! When were you removed from your position as Holy Maiden? How could this happen?! Don't worry, we'll go talk to the leader about this right now!"

As she spoke, Wu Yun's expression changed. The stronger Qian Lingyun became, the more she realized how terrifying her strength was.

A saintess who can easily manipulate 100,000-year-old soul beasts and ruthlessly scheme to kill ferocious beasts can be dismissed?! Does the Holy Spirit Sect still have any law?! Does it still have any justice?!

(End of this chapter)