Douluo Continent: Starting with controlling Ning Rongrong and establishing the Holy Cult

The moment she sat down, her experience points transformed into energy within her body, allowing Ning Rongrong to break through to level 44!

Her breathing stabilized, but Ning Rongrong quickly took out the Holy Spirit Scroll and unfolded it.

A tremendous amount of energy surged from the Holy Spirit Scroll, but Ning Rongrong absorbed it all without leaving a trace.

Level 45

Level 46

Level 47

Level 48!

As usual, the Holy Spirit Scroll boosted her strength by 4 levels.

Unfortunately, she could hardly tell the difference between level 48 and level 44.

Maximum health and maximum soul power have been increased.

and then?

The stats of the Soul Skill did not increase.

Even now, she still can't defeat a Title Douluo.

Ning Rongrong opened her eyes.

By now, it was fully light.

She stood up and put the scroll away.

Then, he pushed open the door to the room.

Outside the door, Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, and Chen Xin looked at her with concern.

After spending the entire night thinking about Ning Rongrong joining the Holy Spirit Cult, and then sorting out all the events that had occurred since the second Holy Maiden Ceremony, they realized a terrifying truth.

Ning Rongrong's improvement in strength is absolutely inseparable from the Holy Spirit Cult.

Improving one's strength is a good thing.

However, the fact that their strength was enhanced through the methods of the Holy Spirit Cult is uncertain.

They also knew about the tragic state of the Elephant Armor Sect.

News also came from the Spirit Hall that these disciples were in much worse physical condition than ordinary people, and even if they didn't die, they wouldn't live much longer.

This all uses things from the Holy Spirit Church.

What about Ning Rongrong?

Will Ning Rongrong, who also leveled up through the Holy Spirit Cult, suffer some health problems?

All three of them were very worried.

"Rongrong...you...you're level 48?" Ning Fengzhi's voice trembled slightly.

"Yes, I just broke through." Ning Rongrong nodded, trying to keep her tone calm. "I accumulated quite a lot of experience points from the battles against the Black Tiger Sect and the Elephant Armor Sect."

"Did you... use something from the Holy Spirit Cult?"

Ning Fengzhi hesitated for a long time before finally speaking.

Chapter 103 The Corpse Was Stolen

Ning Rongrong was stunned.

Did they just find out about this?

She didn't spend too much time thinking about it.

Instead, he nodded.

Now that he has already revealed his identity as one of the Seven Elders of the Holy Spirit Cult, what's a little more to reveal?

"hiss--"

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, carefully sensing Ning Rongrong's aura.

Aside from being slightly stronger, his aura was perfectly normal.

It doesn't mean I'm going to die.

But he shook his head.

What's the point?

Back in the Elephant Armor Sect, when the disciples were still alive, didn't he realize that these disciples were already dying?

He has a lot to say right now.

Rongrong, there might be something wrong with your health; you need to get it checked out.

Rongrong, don't stay in the Holy Spirit Cult. Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will ensure your safe exit.

Rongrong, stop practicing. Even if you live an ordinary life, I can accept it.

Rongrong, ...

A thousand thoughts raced through my mind, but when the words reached my lips, only one remained—

"be careful."

Ning Rongrong was taken aback again, then nodded.

She thought the other party was there to stop her.

However, to reduce their suspicions, Ning Rongrong still spoke up:

"This is a unique cultivation method used by elders of the Holy Spirit Cult. It is harmless to the body and can also greatly improve one's soul power level."

"For me, it can be a four-level promotion at once."

"So far, I have used this cultivation method four times."

"I haven't used any other Holy Spirit Cult methods to increase my soul power level."

"Don't worry, I'm perfectly safe."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi felt slightly relieved, but he remained skeptical.

After a moment of contemplation, he smiled and said:

"So, Rongrong, are you planning to go straight to the Wind Sword Sect today?"

Ning Rongrong initially wanted to nod directly, but after a moment's thought, she shook her head.

"Never mind, let's rest for a while first."

"Being too overworked is not a good thing either."

"News from the Elephant Armor Sect shouldn't reach the Wind Sword Sect so easily. We can send someone to monitor the Wind Sword Sect's movements first. Let's talk about going to the Wind Sword Sect later."

"Moreover, kicking out two sects that the Holy Spirit Cult had infiltrated will definitely arouse their suspicion. No, the Holy Spirit Cult might already be suspicious. For now, it's best to lay low for a while. As for the Holy Spirit Cult... we'll just have to deal with their moves as they come."

Ning Rongrong's answer surprised Ning Fengzhi, but it also put his mind at ease.

Ning Rongrong isn't that crazy.

If Ning Rongrong really decides to go to the Wind Sword Sect, then he has to question whether her motives are simply to destroy the Holy Spirit Sect.

"Okay, then so be it."

Ning Fengzhi said.

But Ning Fengzhi was actually wrong.

Ning Rongrong's first words were exactly what they said, but her later words were embellished.

The main reason she decided to postpone her trip to the Wind Sword Sect was very simple—

He is tired.

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Meanwhile, the ruins of the Elephant Armor Clan.

Several people dressed as deacons of the Spirit Hall were cautiously investigating the scene.

Most of the purple potions were reduced to ashes during the battle between Huyan Zhen and Chen Xin, but some were still left on the ground.

Some deacons brought clean steel bottles, wearing gloves, and collected the liquid.

According to the bishop, these liquids will also be sent to the Spirit Hall for research.

Also to be sent to the Spirit Hall were the withered corpses of those disciples and the headless body of Huyan Zhen.

The corpse of Huyan Zhen still retained violent fluctuations of soul power and a trace of extremely cold and evil aura. It had already been dealt with by the bishop earlier.

The bishop, carrying Hu Yanzhen's body, had already set off for the Spirit Hall.

He sighed as he walked.

"There have been so many things happening these days. First, there was the attack on the Spirit Hall by the sinners from more than ten years ago, and now there's this Holy Spirit Cult thing."

"Can the Spirit Hall really withstand such turmoil?"

He couldn't help but wonder.

But he quickly shook his head and continued bending down to carry the body forward.

However, at that moment, he noticed that someone in front of him was blocking the sunlight.

He looked up blankly, wondering which fool was stopping him even though they knew it was the Spirit Hall on official business.

But when he looked up, he was stunned—

It was a person wearing a raven mask, dressed in a black robe, of medium build, and about 1.7 meters tall.

Such bizarre attire is truly unheard of.

But as a cardinal, he still had some insight.

His strange attire, coupled with his soul power level that even a Soul Douluo couldn't sense, clearly indicates that he's a member of the Holy Spirit Cult!

He abandoned Huyan Zhen and retreated a few steps in a flash. Then, without the slightest hesitation, he activated his Martial Soul and unleashed his Martial Soul True Form in quick succession.