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

Chapter 89—Give me some face, be my…

Upon hearing this, Zhang Peng and Crow exchanged bewildered glances, thinking to themselves: I originally thought the Holy Maiden was a fake saint, but who knew she was a real devil.

Of the three, only Feng Ling nodded in deep agreement and clapped her hands, saying, "Having you is a blessing for our Holy Spirit Sect! When we get back, I will report to the sect leader and ask him to improve our Holy Spirit Sect's cultivation methods. Draining resources is unacceptable, and wasting them is unacceptable! We must ensure that not a single drop of resources is used effectively."

"Let's start with a few of us today!" Feng Ling grabbed Qian Lingyun's wrist, pointed at the passersby in the inn, and said with a sinister smile, "The Holy Maiden has said so much, why not set an example..."

"Oh dear..." Qian Lingyun froze on the spot, inwardly cursing herself for talking nonsense and getting herself into trouble today.

"Holy Maiden, what's wrong? Wasn't it you who suggested integrating resources?" Feng Ling subtly nudged Qian Lingyun from behind, whispering in her seductive voice:

"You are the Rakshasa Saintess of our Holy Spirit Cult. What's killing a few people? These ant-like creatures are honored to die at your hands..."

"..." Qian Lingyun's expression was somewhat stiff. If she were to kill some soul beasts, some wicked people, or evil soul masters, she wouldn't be in such a passive position.

Killing ordinary people for something so meaningless is really... pointless. But as the saying goes, "better to die for your fellow cultivators than for yourself." The current situation isn't good, so we can only let them suffer a bit...

Just as she was thinking about how to make those guys leave without pain, Electrolux's voice suddenly rang in her mind.

Electrolux cautioned, "Do you really have to kill them? Can that woman really force you to do something you don't want to do?"

At this point, Qian Lingyun suddenly realized, "That's right! Feng Ling only told her to kill, she didn't say she had to!"

"Vice Leader, I don't think that's what I meant!"

"Is what I said before really that hard to understand? To me, killing is a means, not an end!"

"Those who kill for the sake of killing are like depraved beasts, unworthy of reaching the pinnacle with me, for everything they do is meaningless in my eyes!"

Black, black, black, black, red—four ten-thousand-year spirit rings and one hundred-thousand-year spirit ring emerged from beneath her feet.

The somber black color of the fourth spirit ring seems to indicate that its age has exceeded 50,000 years, while the 100,000-year spirit ring of the fifth spirit ring ostentatiously proclaims its extraordinary nature.

Of the three Title Douluos present, only Feng Ling possessed a 100,000-year spirit ring. She knew the unique aura of a 100,000-year spirit ring well, and the domineering aura on Qian Lingyun's body, which belonged to a 100,000-year spirit ring, was unmistakable.

To possess a 100,000-year soul ring on the fifth soul ring—such talent and fortune are truly astonishing.

A powerful killing intent erupted from Qian Lingyun's body, like a death god emerging from hell, and even Feng Ling couldn't help but hold her breath.

She didn't even notice that a jet-black scorpion tail was just inches away, aimed directly at her throat.

"That's... an external soul bone, what a wonderful external soul bone! No wonder she's a saintess!" Zhang Peng stared at the scorpion tail connected to Qian Lingyun's coccyx, his eyes flashing with surprise and fervor.

External soul bones, unlike regular head, torso, and limb soul bones, have an extremely low probability of being born, but they are the most precious treasures in the soul master world, second only to 100,000-year soul rings and soul bones.

At that very moment, from top to bottom, from the branch hall elders to the holy servants, they sprang up from the tunnel like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, looking at Feng Ling and Qian Lingyun, who were locked in a fierce confrontation, completely at a loss.

Seemingly having found a way out, Qian Lingyun withdrew her soul ring and, changing the subject, remarked, "You have houses but don't live in them, you sleep on the ground floor. This is pretty outrageous."

Feng Ling, standing to one side, readily accepted the offer, turning to look at the large, dark group of Holy Spirit followers, and coldly asked, "Which branch elder is in charge here?"

"Reporting back to Your Excellency, I am the elder in charge of this branch altar."

Suddenly, a gaunt old man with an uneasy expression stepped out from the crowd. He stared at Feng Ling and the others with his cloudy eyes, as if hoping to glean some information from their appearance.

You should know that the holy servant in charge of the counter just now rushed into his quiet room and told him that several important figures had arrived at the main altar.

The incident happened so suddenly that he ran out before he even had his shoes on properly, forgetting to ask the servant which lord had come!

After all, according to the Holy Spirit Church's work procedures, even if an official from the main altar comes, their identity must be checked.

And so, the group stood there looking at each other, Feng Ling seemingly lost in thought, while Zhang Peng and Wu Yun stood behind with their arms crossed, dozing off. The scene became awkward.

After a while, Qian Lingyun snorted impatiently, and the old man seemed to wake up from his dream, quietly asking the people present for his identity token.

As luck would have it, the person closest to the old man was Qian Lingyun, and Qian Lingyun just happened to not have a waist tag or anything like that…

"Sir, please give me your identification card!" The old man squeezed his pockmarked and wrinkled face to Qian Lingyun and spread his hands.

"I..." Qian Lingyun turned her head toward the other three, while Feng Ling and the other two turned their heads away, pretending not to see.

"I don't have an ID tag, but they do. You should check theirs first," Qian Lingyun pouted, took a few steps back, and hid behind Feng Ling.

"This..." The old man stood there, stunned, staring blankly at the group of people, a strange sense of frustration welling up in his heart.

Fortunately, the shop owner from before took Feng Ling's waist tag from the counter and handed it over, otherwise... this unfortunate old man would most likely have been beaten up...

"This subordinate was unaware of the Vice Leader's arrival and has failed to greet you properly. I hope the Vice Leader will forgive me." After reading the contents of the waist tag, the old man's heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly bowed and handed the waist tag back, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

"Hmm, go prepare some food for the two of you," Feng Ling said, taking the waist token and casually hanging it on her waist. She then pointed to Qian Lingyun behind her and added, "Also, prepare some hot water for the Holy Maiden to dispel any bad luck!"

"Offerings! Holy Maiden!"

Upon hearing these words, the old man couldn't help but swallow hard, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He nodded repeatedly and shouted to his subordinates behind him:

"Are you deaf? Hurry up and prepare food, hot water, and a private room!" he said, then turned to Feng Ling earnestly, bowing and asking, "Vice Leader, do you have any other requests?"

"Okay, let's leave it at that for now!"

After saying that, Feng Ling followed a holy servant slowly up to the second floor. On the stairs, as if she had thought of something, she instructed the old man, "The Holy Maiden is new here and doesn't understand how you operate. If she's willing, you can show her around!"

After saying that, Feng Ling walked into her room without looking back.

"Holy Maiden, would you like to rest first or..." The old man rubbed his hands together excitedly as he looked at Qian Lingyun, his eyes filled with undisguised reverence.

"Since the hot water is still being prepared, why don't you show me around?" Qian Lingyun nodded expressionlessly, pointed to a group of people behind her wearing black cloaks with numbers on them, and asked, "What are they doing? Why are there numbers on their cloaks?!"

"Holy Maiden, you are unaware of this!" The old man turned back and glared at the group of men in black with a cold look, then explained to Qian Lingyun with a smile, "They are all voluntary servants of my church, that is... candidates for joining the church."

"A candidate who volunteered to join?!" Qian Lingyun's lips curled slightly, and she slapped the old man across the face with her backhand.

Caught completely off guard, the old man was slapped five or six meters away. He covered his face, scrambled to his feet, and knelt on the ground, repeatedly begging for forgiveness: "This subordinate doesn't know what he did wrong, please enlighten me, Holy Maiden!"

"Do you know why I hit you?" Qian Lingyun stepped forward, lifted the old man from the ground, shoved him onto the counter, and pinched his dry, withered face with her fingernails.

"Voluntary? Which eye of yours can tell they volunteered? I don't even need to look to know they have something on you that they're forced to work here!"

"Holy Maiden, but all the branch altars across the entire continent are like this!" the old man said helplessly, then received another slap across the face. Qian Lingyun wiped her hands on his clothes and said with dissatisfaction, "Since the whole continent is like this, then let's start changing it from here!"

"Then how do you want to change it, Holy Maiden?" The old man covered his face and looked at Qian Lingyun pitifully, as if he had been beaten and was afraid.

"How do you want to change it?" Qian Lingyun rolled her eyes, raising her hand several times to slap him, but she restrained herself from hitting him. She pointed to the entrance leading underground and said, "Lead the way, let me see this place first."

"Yes." The old man scrambled to the entrance and gestured to Qian Lingyun, saying, "Holy Maiden, this way please."

As soon as she stepped into the dark and gloomy passageway, Qian Lingyun pulled out a holy sword made of physics, knocked the old man unconscious, and pointed to the holy servant who had followed her, saying, "Where does he imprison those souls? Take me there?"

"Huh!?" Before the holy servant could react, Qian Lingyun urged impatiently, "Do you still want me, the holy maiden, to help you save your loved ones' souls? If so, lead the way quickly!"

"Oh!" The belatedly realizing what was happening, the holy servant responded excitedly, pointing to the old man on the ground and saying, "Holy Maiden, the souls of our loved ones have all been locked within the Holy Spirit Banner by him."

"Understood. Go and summon the other holy servants. Leave the rest to me!" After saying that, Qian Lingyun rummaged through the old man's storage soul tool, taking nothing else but the eerie flag.

"It's actually the Ten Thousand Souls Banner!?" Electrox said in a deep voice, looking at the strange flag in Qian Lingyun's hand.

When necromancers control undead creatures, their spiritual power is limited, thus restricting the scope of their control. However, they can enhance their control and transformation of undead creatures through certain magical artifacts. The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls is one such artifact.

A fully refined Soul Banner can hold tens of thousands of souls. When facing an enemy, one only needs to unleash the vengeful spirits within to launch a wide-ranging attack.

Any creature affected by a vengeful spirit, regardless of species, will become a vessel for the spirit within a short period, rapidly transforming into an army of the undead. Once the bodies of these undead creatures are destroyed, their souls return to the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, and in the process of continuously transforming into undead creatures, they devour the souls of other creatures to evolve. At their ultimate evolution, they are said to possess the ability to contend with gods.

However, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is truly against the will of Heaven. If any necromancer successfully creates it, he will surely be punished by Heaven and will inevitably encounter his nemesis before long.

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