Douluo Continent: I Have a Nameless Law

"It won't take too long. As for your injuries, if you'd like, you can come with us to the Spirit Hall. We'll invite the strongest healing spirit master on the continent to help you heal."

"I guarantee that your foundation will not be damaged."

Qianjun Douluo waved his hand. Jiangmo had just told him about the situation of these people, but it couldn't be confirmed yet, otherwise he would have already taken action.

"Well... alright, senior, please ask whatever you want. We will definitely cooperate fully."

Long Tianyi hesitated for a moment. The situation was unfavorable to him. Don't be fooled by the fact that they also had two Title Douluos and nine uninjured Soul Douluos.

However, the opponent had two Super Douluo. After reaching level 95, the strength of a Title Douluo changes dramatically with each level increase.

Often, a level 96 Title Douluo can defeat four Title Douluos below level 95.

Although Elder Di and Elder Feng are powerful, they can only defend and restrain Super Douluo. So, no one will take care of the other Super Douluo.

His forces of Soul Douluos are probably no match for the opponent.

"We can't control whether you belong to a reclusive force, but we need to determine whether you possess the cultivation methods of evil soul masters, or even whether any of you have cultivated them but haven't yet begun to fall into depravity."

Upon hearing this, Long Tianyi breathed a sigh of relief. Although they possessed the cultivation methods of evil soul masters, apart from the Soul Saint he had killed earlier, none of the others, including himself, dared to cultivate them.

"Haha, I understand that you all have your duties to perform. Regarding the cultivation method of evil soul masters, we did find a soul tool on that guy just now. Whether it contains the cultivation secrets of evil soul masters, we don't know."

With that, Long Tianyi threw out a soul tool.

The Demon-Slaying Douluo formed a claw with one hand and used his soul power to take the bag-like soul tool into his hand.

Long Tianyi didn't care about the cultivation methods of evil soul masters. After all, he had already memorized that knowledge. If one day the Spirit Hall was destroyed like the evil soul master forces ten thousand years ago, they could start cultivating again.

After all, who could refuse a shortcut with no risk?

As for when the Spirit Hall will perish, he doesn't know. In any case, he firmly believes that no power exists forever. No matter how powerful a power is, it will eventually perish.

The demon slayer opened the soul tool and dumped out everything stored inside.

The most abundant item was gold soul coins, followed by some everyday items and dry rations that didn't matter much. A simple, unadorned book without a cover was held in the Demon Slayer's hand, and he opened it and glanced at it.

"As expected, this is the cultivation method of an evil soul master."

boom!

The demon clenched his fist slightly and crushed the book in his hand to pieces, then burned it with a burst of fire.

At the same time, Qianjun stepped forward and examined the soul power of each of them.

The cultivation path of evil spirit masters differs from normal meditation methods. This difference cannot be discerned by mere observation; one must take their pulse and send soul power into them to investigate.

Knowing they had never practiced those things, these people obediently extended their hands for the other party to examine.

After completing the investigation, Qianjun returned and shook his head slightly at the group.

"In that case, we won't bother you any longer. Farewell."

Long Tianyi was extremely grateful that he had heeded his father's instructions: before the Spirit Hall was destroyed, he must not practice the cultivation method of the evil spirit master.

Now, it seems the saying "better safe than sorry" has come true.

Qianjun and Jiangmo led Gu Han and Bibi Dong to make way, watching the group leave.

Things have come to this point. They have done everything they could without any evidence. Continuing to argue will not yield any results.

We can only let these people go.

After leaving, Long Tianyi and his group headed straight west, intending to travel to the west coast of the Tiandou Empire, take a ship across the sea, and leave this continent.

Even though they escaped this time, Long Tianyi still felt that these people wouldn't give up monitoring them so easily.

As the saying goes, nothing stays hidden forever; having a foolproof plan is always the best approach.

"Go. We must leave the mainland within half a month."

Long Tianyi spoke in a serious tone.

"Master, is your injury?"

"It's alright. Although that person is indeed very strong, he is not strong enough to damage my foundation. I will be fine after recuperating for a while."

Before Gu Han's Emperor Sword pierced through the Dark Holy Dragon, Long Tianyi used his defensive skill, granting him 100% immunity to all attacks below the God level.

To his surprise, even in this state, the opponent's soul skill was still able to injure him.

"Ignore defense...?"

Long Tianyi muttered to himself, glancing back at the direction they had come from.

Meanwhile, Gu Han also left the mountain range, and Qian Jun sent a letter to the Spirit Hall.

The purpose was to report what happened today and to alert the various Spirit Halls to the movements of this group.

After that, the two siblings embarked on their journey again.

In the two weeks that followed, they didn't encounter any more evil spirit masters.

However, they have taught a lesson to many scoundrels who bullied ordinary people by taking advantage of their status as Soul Masters, crippling their Soul Power and handing them over to the local Spirit Hall for safekeeping, or even killing them outright in serious cases.

"Zhao Wuji, don't go too far!"

In a street in Mo Ling City, a short but unusually muscular man with a face full of scars stood arrogantly in front of a butcher shop.

The butcher was also a burly man, but the only difference was that he was not a Soul Master.

At this moment, the boss was glaring angrily at Zhao Wuji.

"I've already tolerated giving you five pounds of beef for free every day, and you take half of my earnings every month. But now you're saying it's not enough and you want all of my harvest this month! You're pushing me to my death!"

"laugh."

Zhao Wuji chuckled and arrogantly stretched his neck, causing four soul rings to rise from beneath his feet.

"What, you're still not convinced?"

"you……"

Upon seeing the spirit ring at Zhao Wuji's feet, the man's aura noticeably weakened, but he immediately stiffened his neck and glared at the other man defiantly.

"Even if you are a Soul Master, you can't bully us like this. Do you believe we'll report you to the Spirit Hall?"

"Haha, then go ahead and sue! Those idiots from the Spirit Hall think they can capture me, Zhao Wuji? They'll have to go back and train for another 20,000 years!"

Zhao Wuji smiled dismissively, completely disregarding the Spirit Hall.

This city wasn't a big city, but he, having already reached the Soul Master level, could be considered the overlord of this place. The bishop of the Spirit Hall was only in his thirties.

If I throw two punches, I can beat the other person so badly that even their own parents wouldn't recognize them.

Chapter 143 The Lawless Zhao Wuji

This is a market, and the people in the market are mostly ordinary people who make a living by selling things.

When Zhao Wuji reached level 40, he did not join the Spirit Hall, so he was no longer eligible for the Spirit Master subsidy.

He was too lazy to make money or engage in activities like fighting spirits.

He spends his days wandering around the markets in the surrounding villages, collecting protection money and such, and lives a very comfortable life.

However, his appetite grew larger and larger each time, causing many people great suffering, but due to Zhao Wuji's strength, they dared not speak out against him.

Now, this young, burly man finally couldn't hold back and lashed out at Zhao Wuji.

However, the moment Zhao Wuji revealed his spirit ring, the man was immediately doused with cold water. But since things had come to this, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and bring up the Spirit Hall.

However, to his surprise, the other party didn't even put the Spirit Hall in their eyes.

"You, you...!!"

"What do you mean 'what ...'? Hurry up and pay up, or I'll smash up your stall and sell your woman into a brothel!'"

Seeing that the other party had weakened, Zhao Wuji sneered, grabbed the other party from behind the stall and threw him aside, then took out all the money from the drawer.

Dozens of copper soul coins, when converted, are not even worth one gold soul coin, which immediately made Zhao Wuji dissatisfied. Normally, he could get at least one gold soul coin from this guy.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji put away the copper soul coins, walked up to the man, grabbed his collar, and glared at him fiercely.

"How can a few copper soul coins be enough for your grandpa to spend? You're not working hard enough, how can this be acceptable?"

"If you do this again, you'll be sorry!"

After saying that, Zhao Wuji released his grip, looked at the onlookers, and roared, "What are you looking at? Hand over your money right now, or I'll smash up your stall!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately lowered their heads, and one person honestly handed over half of their monthly income to the other party.

After collecting the money, Zhao Wuji strode away arrogantly to the next street, visiting every carpet and shop in sight.

Compared to the carpet vendors, Zhao Wuji treated the shopkeepers a little better, mainly because these shops could give him ten gold soul coins every month.

There are far more of them than the street vendors.

However, Zhao Wuji considered himself a rather frugal person, believing that even a big mosquito is still meat.

There's a saying that goes, "Many a little makes a mickle," and rivers and lakes are made up of drops of water, right?

"Lord Zhao, this is my tribute for this month. Please accept it."

A well-dressed shop owner ran over with a fawning smile, carrying a bag of gold soul coins containing thirty gold soul coins.

"Haha, good, good, you're so straightforward."

"Yes, yes, yes, I hope Lord Zhao will take good care of me in the future."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Zhao Wuji smiled and waved his hand. After putting away the money, he swaggered away, grabbing a handful of peanuts from a stall along the way and eating them as he walked.

At the entrance to Mo Ling City, Gu Han and his senior brother Bibi Dong arrived.

Gu Han raised his head slightly and looked at the name of the city. He had never heard of it in the original work, but it was on the map.

This place is located in the Gulei Kingdom, a subordinate kingdom of the Tiandou Empire. It is a small city, neither too big nor too small, and is on par with Notting City.

The two entered the city as usual.

Bibi Dong had matured a bit by now, and was not as lively and boisterous as usual. Her gaze was also fixed on the surrounding area.

"Junior brother, why do all these vendors look so worried?"

She keenly noticed that the vendors' faces all carried some resentment and sorrow.