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

Chapter 91—Do you even understand the prestige of the Rakshasa Saintess?!

After speaking, Qian Lingyun ignored the servants and yawned as she walked back the way she came.

Sure enough, as soon as she stepped out of the passageway, she saw the old man who had been knocked unconscious standing nervously next to Feng Ling.

Feng Ling raised her narrow eyes, a half-smile playing on her lips, and said, "It seems the Holy Maiden cares very much about the holy servants of my sect!"

"Hmm, in my opinion, coercion isn't a very good method," Qian Lingyun said, sitting down gracefully, taking a sip of her tea. "Isn't winning their loyalty through appeasement more practical and reassuring than coercing them to work for us?"

"Of course, I also have my own selfish motives," Qian Lingyun said slowly, putting down her teacup.

"While purifying their parents' souls, my own soul power has increased. I'm now... level fifty-seven!"

"Then... how old is the Holy Maiden?" the old man from the branch office interjected with curiosity.

"I'm thirteen this year," Qian Lingyun said without changing her expression or turning her head.

"Hiss!" The old man couldn't help but gasp, muttering, "A Soul King at the age of thirteen, terrifying indeed! Truly worthy of being the Holy Maiden of my Holy Spirit Sect!"

"Alright, the Holy Maiden is tired too. Let's take her back to her room to rest."

"Yes," the old man bowed and gestured, saying, "This way, Holy Maiden!"

Feng Ling sat calmly in her chair, watching the old man lead Qian Lingyun back to his room. She then took out a small mechanical box, pointed it at the other end, and said, "Tomorrow, the Rakshasa Saintess will return to her position. Prepare to welcome her!"

A deep voice came from the other end of the mechanical box, which was then replaced by a noisy hissing sound.

...

"Oh! Is this my room?"

"That's right." After saying that, the old man thoughtfully closed the door for Qian Lingyun.

Qian Lingyun stepped into the guest room, raised her hand to turn on the soul guide lamp, and was immediately startled when she took a closer look.

This is hardly a superior room in a small town inn!

You could tell Qian Lingyun that this is some noble lady's boudoir and she would believe you.

Dark red silk carpet, mahogany furniture, spacious room, and brightly lit soul-guided lamps.

Even on the small table by the bed were some fruits that Qian Lingyun had never seen before. Judging from their color, they were definitely not something that just anyone could afford.

The only downside is that there's a faint smell of blood in the room, which probably means... the furniture here wasn't bought from a reputable store.

She strode to the window and opened it a crack for ventilation. The cool night breeze rushed in from outside, even messing up Qian Lingyun's neat hair. She tidied up the stray hairs that the evening breeze had blown across her forehead and let out a long sigh.

She turned and walked to the bed, fully clothed, to sleep. Tonight, she didn't want to cultivate; she just wanted to get a good night's sleep to completely relieve the fatigue of the past few days.

She slept soundly that night without dreaming, and only woke up slowly the next morning when Fengling and the other two knocked on her door.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she quickly washed up and pushed open the closed door. She walked down the escalator step by step, only to find that Feng Ling and the other two were looking at her with ambiguous smiles.

"The Holy Maiden had a good rest last night! Her eyes are all swollen from sleeping!" Wu Yun joked, carrying a bag of snacks she had bought at a street stall.

"Hmm, you slept alright." Qian Lingyun nodded, her nose twitching slightly. Her dark red eyes were fixed on the oil paper package in Wu Yun's hand. She subconsciously swallowed and asked, "What's that?"

"Oh, even the Holy Maiden is interested in food?" Following Qian Lingyun's gaze, Wu Yun noticed the oil paper package in her hand and smiled, "That old man said the breakfast here is famous throughout the land. I went to buy some earlier and tried it; it was pretty good!"

"Holy Maiden, would you like some?"

As she spoke, Wu Yun handed over the oil paper package in her hand. Qian Lingyun was about to remain reserved when her stomach started growling loudly again and again...

The scene became awkward. Qian Lingyun lowered her head and remained silent for a long time. Zhang Peng asked curiously, "Did the Holy Maiden lose something?"

"Nothing fell..." Qian Lingyun muttered, blushing, "I'm looking for a crack in the ground!"

"Hahahaha!" Wu Yun let out a hearty laugh, handing over the oil paper package in his hand, and said, "The Holy Maiden and we are all family, so why be so formal? Young people should eat breakfast, otherwise how can they cultivate if their bodies break down!"

"Forehead."

With breakfast shoved in front of her, it would be impolite not to eat it. Qian Lingyun took the oil paper package, whispered her thanks to Wuyun, and started munching on the breakfast.

Feng Ling, who was standing to the side, checked the time and said, "Let's set off now. If we're lucky, we can still make it back to headquarters in time for lunch."

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Upon hearing this, Qian Lingyun was slightly taken aback, thinking to herself: [Good heavens, you evil spirit masters actually have a unified mealtime? Are you that self-disciplined?]

Fake Soul Masters (originally from Douluo Continent: Three Kingdoms): They are neither Soul Masters nor Soul Guidance Masters. They have unreasonable daily routines, always carry some strange Soul Guidance Devices, and still claim to be orthodox.

A true Soul Master (living in the Holy Spirit Cult deep in the mountains): only thinks about cultivation every day, has a reasonable schedule, gets up early and goes to bed late, and wishes he could cultivate for twelve hours a day. He refuses all Soul Guidance Devices except for communication, storage, and flight.

After finishing breakfast, Qian Lingyun obediently walked to Feng Ling's side and obediently became her "briefcase".

Feng Ling was right about one thing: they were at mealtime. They were indeed at mealtime, but not lunchtime, but dinnertime.

When the group of four landed in the Demon Forest, the setting sun was almost gone.

The dense forest before them was a color ranging from dark green to pitch black. Only this forest on the entire continent possessed such a unique characteristic. For this was the Demon Forest, inhabited by the Evil Eye Tyrant!

The Holy Spirit Cult headquarters is located in the Demon Forest. If Qian Lingyun had traveled with Feng Ling and other high-ranking members of the Holy Spirit Cult this time, even if she knew that the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters was located in the Demon Forest, she would not have been able to find the entrance.

The entrance to the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters is located in the Demon Forest on the side closest to the Sun and Moon Empire's capital, Mingdu.

At this moment, Zhongli Wu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, was looking at the evil spirit masters coming and going in the headquarters with a beaming smile. He asked one of the evil spirit masters beside him in a deep voice, "How is the Supreme Cult Leader doing now?"

"It's not good. The Supreme Master was feeling unwell this morning, and there's still no news. However, I believe that with Elder Long around, the Supreme Master will be alright," the Title Douluo Evil Soul Master replied respectfully.

Zhongli Wu frowned and said, "Mother's health is not what it used to be. Fortunately, the Rakshasa Saintess of our Holy Sect is about to return to her position. Before long, Mother will be able to rest properly."

The evil spirit master nodded and said, "With the Holy Maiden back in place, our sect should prosper! By the way, when will the sect leader and vice sect leader return?"

"It should be soon. You guys get ready to make a good impression on the Holy Maiden," Zhongli Wu said.

"Yes," the evil soul master replied respectfully. Here, as long as the two ultimate experts didn't speak, Zhongli Wu was the ruler. Even though he was a titled Douluo, he could only obey orders.

Just then, Zhongli Wu and Xie Douluo raised their heads almost simultaneously and looked up at the sky.

Both of their expressions changed slightly.

(End of this chapter)