Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Chapter 141 Joining the Holy Spirit Cult?

Moreover, the Sun Moon Empire and the Star Luo Empire are enemies, which makes it very convenient for him to take revenge.

Because the one guarding the borders of the Star Luo Empire is none other than his father, Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger.

"Just wait. One day..."

"All the suffering I have endured will be repaid to you tenfold."

Subconsciously touching his buttocks, Huo Yuhao strode confidently toward the Sun Moon Empire.

Under the influence of the simulated soul skill, Huo Yuhao's whereabouts were not discovered, and he passed through easily.

Upon arriving in this remote town, Huo Yuhao felt a bit tired.

Although the long journey hadn't broken his spirit, even his iron-willed body was inevitably a little tired.

The streetlights were dim, and he murmured to himself:

"It's time to find a place to rest."

He walked into a hotel that looked fairly clean, nodded to the owner behind the counter, and said in a hoarse voice,

"Boss, I'd like a room, preferably a quiet one."

The boss looked him up and down and led him to a quiet room.

Huo Yuhao handed him a silver soul coin and sent him away.

Just as he was about to take a shower, he suddenly heard a strange laugh.

"Hehehe, we've finally found it..."

A sinister voice echoed in the small room, sending chills down one's spine.

"Who is it?"

Huo Yuhao asked in a low voice, his gaze sharp as he quickly scanned the direction from which the sound came.

Suddenly, three figures appeared in the room, and he didn't even notice when they appeared.

The three men were all elderly, with wrinkled faces and a strange yellow gleam in their eyes. Each of them held a cane, which was inlaid with a chilling gray gemstone.

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the elderly man in the center:

"Little one, we've actually been waiting for you for a very long time..."

Huo Yuhao was startled:

"wait for me?"

He looked around and realized that he didn't know anyone in the town, let alone these three strange old men.

He guessed that the three might be related to evil spirit masters, but after searching through all his memories, he couldn't recall ever having any interaction with them.

Seeing that Huo Yuhao remained silent, the old man on the left slowly said:

"Oh, we saw you at that Soul Master Tournament, but we only watched your match from afar."

Huo Yuhao frowned slightly upon hearing this, his mind racing.

The old man on the right continued nonchalantly:

"Indeed, we have been tracking you all the way from when you left Shrek Academy all the way to the Sun Moon Empire."

Then, he gave a slightly approving smile.

"Young man, you're very alert. We three Soul Masters almost lost track of you."

A hint of seriousness flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes. He knew very well what the Soul Douluo level represented.

If these three old men are truly hostile towards him, he now has almost no chance of winning.

"It seems you've come to see me for something?"

He asked in a low voice, while cautiously observing the three men's every move.

The three old men exchanged glances, seemingly communicating with each other.

After a moment, the old man in the center slowly spoke:

"Don't worry, kid, we mean no harm."

His tone carried an unexpected gentleness.

"Is that so? Then what brings you here?"

Although Huo Yuhao's voice remained indifferent, he began to wonder about the purpose of the three old men.

The elderly man in the center smiled slightly and said:

"The three of us brothers came here specifically to welcome you home, Huo Yuhao. There are very few people on this continent who can be favored by the three of us brothers at the same time."

The elderly man on the left followed closely behind; his voice was gentler, yet carried an undeniable authority.

"Indeed, in my opinion, we should be the same kind of people. Those who hide in the light will never understand that only in the darkness can true light shine."

He paused, a hint of identification with his own kind in his eyes.

"The evil spirit masters are not recognized by the world. They don't know how to appreciate us, but they don't know how precious we are."

Then his voice suddenly rose, filled with passion:

"Join us and let's create glory for us evil spirit masters. Let those who once mocked and feared us see our power."

His voice carried a hint of seduction and sincerity, and his gaze towards Huo Yuhao was full of tenderness, making him seem nothing like an evil soul master.

The old man on the right said solemnly:

"Your ability is undoubtedly the essence of an evil soul master. You can improve yourself by absorbing the soul power of others, as we have witnessed along the way. Although you have hidden it very well, that unique aura of an evil soul master cannot escape our eyes."

Huo Yuhao was secretly shocked. When did he realize that he had only been able to absorb a few low-level soul masters along the way?

And yet, they still got discovered. Seeing that Huo Yuhao remained silent, the old man in the center continued:

"You need to know that your abilities will only make people fear you elsewhere, and even hunt you down."

But we come from the Holy Spirit Cult, and this is the home of all evil spirit masters.

Here, no one will discriminate against you; on the contrary, if you are wronged, we will stand up for you.

Your abilities are strange and powerful, as long as you join the Holy Spirit Cult.

When the time comes, you can absorb other people's soul power however you want, and we will find it for you.

I believe that with our help, breaking through to the Title Douluo level is only a matter of time.

"The day you break through to the Title Douluo level, I believe there will be no one in the world who can rival you."

After a brief silence, a hint of expectation appeared in the eyes of the elderly man in the center:

"Is that so, Huo Yuhao? The owner of twin martial souls."

He paused, then continued:

"Imagine how magnificent you will be when that day comes; the entire continent will be awestruck. Huo Yuhao, join us, let's make history together."

The old man in the center finished speaking with a smile, his eyes filled with fervor, as if he could already see that day coming.

At that time, they were no longer the evil spirit masters feared by everyone, but the powerful figures praised by all.

Huo Yuhao's initial indifference was gradually replaced by excitement and longing, especially when that mysterious and alluring voice detailed the benefits of joining the Holy Spirit Cult and how it would help him break through to the Title Douluo realm.

His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to leap out of his chest with each beat.

That was what he had always pursued and longed for.

He chuckled to himself. Indeed, he could steal the soul power of weaker soul masters by ambushing them from the shadows. While this would allow him to increase his strength quickly, it was still much slower than directly absorbing the soul power of stronger individuals.

The old man in front of him continued to tempt him:

"Huo Yuhao, imagine if there were a place where you could absorb the soul power of powerful beings at will, your revenge would be much easier."

And our Holy Spirit Church can give you just such an opportunity.

Huo Yuhao fell into deep thought. If everything was really as the other party said, and it could allow him to quickly break through his current strength bottleneck, then his path of revenge would be much brighter.

But he still harbored hesitation and uncertainty:

"Can you really do that? Give me enough powerful beings to absorb?"

"Of course," the old man said confidently.

"Once you join our Holy Spirit Cult, everything you desire will no longer be a dream."

Huo Yuhao took a deep breath. He knew that this decision would change his life and might even lead him away from the righteous path he had always adhered to.

But when he thought of those people and the crimes they had committed against him and his mother, his heart felt like it was being consumed by flames, and the desire for revenge almost made him forget the constraints of morality.

He spoke slowly, "If I join, can you really guarantee that you will act according to the agreement?"

"Our Holy Spirit Cult never breaks its promises. This is your only chance, Huo Yuhao."

Taking a deep breath, Huo Yuhao felt as if his mind was going through a fierce tug-of-war. In the end, his desire for power and revenge prevailed.

He understood that staying in his comfort zone would never allow him to achieve his goals.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze both firm and complex:

"Okay, I agree to join the Holy Spirit Cult. But I have my principles, and I won't use any means to achieve my goals."

The old man seemed satisfied, his voice echoing in the air:

"Welcome, Huo Yuhao. Joining us, you won't regret your decision today."

At that moment, Huo Yuhao still had some hesitation in his heart, but he was more eager for power and looking forward to the future.

In order to improve his strength and for revenge, he is now willing to abandon all concerns about the title of "Evil Soul Master".

A strange warmth spread through this unfamiliar place, like a ray of light suddenly rising in the mist, giving Huo Yuhao a sense of security and belonging.

"Let me introduce myself. I am their eldest brother." The old man in the center smiled slightly, his eyes showing appreciation. Then he pointed to himself and said, "I am Zhongli Tian, ​​and my cultivation level is Evil Soul Douluo."

The old man on the left was frail, but his eyes were exceptionally sharp. He nodded slightly and said, "I am Zhong Lidi, and my cultivation level is also that of an Evil Soul Douluo."

The old man on the right was burly and had a kind smile on his face. He slowly spoke: "I am also a member of the Zhongli family, a fellow Evil Soul Douluo, and a Zhongli native."

The atmosphere was harmonious and friendly. Huo Yuhao felt relieved, took a deep breath, and replied in a deep voice:

"Greetings, seniors. My name is Huo Yuhao, and my martial souls are the Evil Eye White Tiger and the Demonic Pig."

He carefully omitted the extreme characteristics of his martial soul.

"I believe you are already aware of my abilities; I can strengthen myself by absorbing the soul power of my opponents."

Huo Yuhao remained vigilant. Although he displayed his martial soul, he did not reveal all his strengths due to his own weakness.

The three elders' eyes flickered with thoughtfulness at his reservations, clearly not expecting the young man to be so deep in thought.

"Haha, great! Our Holy Church has really struck gold today!"

Zhong Litian suddenly burst into laughter, his eyes filled with excitement and anticipation. "Join us, and your future will be limitless."

Zhong Lidi seemed a little anxious and couldn't help but interject:

"Brother, why don't we bring Yuhao back to the sect as soon as possible and report this to the sect leader? His martial soul ability is extremely rare among all evil soul masters."

Zhong Litian nodded in agreement, looking intently at Huo Yuhao:

"Yuhao, since that's the case, are you willing to come with us to the Holy Church headquarters? I guarantee that the leader will be overjoyed to see you."

Huo Yuhao nodded silently. Although he was filled with trepidation, he knew that this was an opportunity he could not refuse. "I will leave it to the seniors to arrange."

The four hurriedly left the gloomy town, leaving behind a trail of tragic corpses scattered on the ground, gently caressed by the evening breeze, as if telling a story.

Huo Yuhao frowned and couldn't help but voice his doubts:

"Senior, is this really necessary? These people are just ordinary people; they don't have soul power."

Although his eyes gleamed with a cold light, the killing of innocents clearly crossed his moral bottom line.

Zhong Litian stopped, turned around, glanced at him coldly, and slowly spoke:

"Huo Yuhao, don't you understand yet? To us, they are nothing more than resources for cultivating our strength."

His voice was deep, carrying an undeniable resolve.

"Their sacrifices make us stronger, and they should be honored for that."

Suddenly, his tone changed, becoming somewhat sarcastic.

"Remember how excited you were when you absorbed those Soul Masters? I never saw you hesitate at all back then!"

His gaze was piercing, as if he could see through Huo Yuhao's thoughts.

Huo Yuhao was speechless after hearing these words. Indeed, when facing Soul Masters, he did feel an increase in power and was excited by it. However, the lives of ordinary people were still precious to him, and this cruel behavior made him feel resistant.

At this moment, Zhong Lidi spoke calmly, his voice filled with the coldness of reality.

"We are evil spirit masters, not heroes. Self-preservation is our top priority."

He slowly walked towards Huo Yuhao, his expression stern.

"If our whereabouts are discovered and the problem isn't completely resolved, we will ultimately be the ones who suffer."

He continued, "Do you want to one day be reported by them, and then a group of people come to our door with weapons, leaving us nowhere to run?"

Huo Yuhao remained silent for a moment, then let out a heavy breath. Although the turmoil in his heart had not subsided, it had become much clearer.

He looked up at Zhongli Tian, ​​a glint of something unfathomable flashing in his eyes.

"What the three seniors said is absolutely right. At this moment, I really shouldn't be troubled by emotions anymore."

Zhongli Tian nodded slightly, his gaze sharp. "Remember, strength is paramount, emotions are a burden."

Huo Yuhao clenched his fists tightly, no longer hesitating in the slightest, and replied:

"I understand, seniors. I will remember what happened today."

His voice, carried on the night breeze, seemed even more resolute than before.

"Let's go. Next time, I'll do it myself."

His words, like ice, pierced the night sky, revealing his determination while also exuding an unprecedented ruthlessness.

The three Zhong brothers exchanged glances, a hint of admiration and anticipation flashing in their eyes. They nodded in unison, needing no further words.

Their previous actions were not simply for the purpose of increasing their strength. They had already reached the level of Contra Douluo, and the lives of ordinary people were as insignificant as ants in their eyes.

All they were doing was trying to get Huo Yuhao to completely let go of his attachments and truly join their ranks.

"Only those whose hands are stained with blood can truly be recognized by us..."

Zhong Litian spoke with a firm tone, as if he were outlining a path that belonged to them for Huo Yuhao.

(End of this chapter)