Chapter 3: This Spirit Master World, It Truly Should Be Purged!

Wuhun City, Outer City.

Shrouded in black robes.

Jirou Yueguan and Guimei walked through the city.

Although they had arrived in a parallel world, they discovered that the buildings in this parallel world were exactly the same as those in their original world.

To be precise, it was very similar to Wuhun City before the continent was unified by Emperor Wei Zhangfeng.

According to the memories in their minds, they didn't even need to worry about getting lost.

"Old man, the city is so lively today, is there some big event about to happen?"

On a small path, Jirou Yueguan stopped an old man who looked quite aged but had a fanatical look in his eyes.

In order to gather intelligence, Jirou Yueguan did not reveal any aura of a Title Douluo, and neither did Guimei; both maintained a very ordinary appearance.

"Are you from the countryside? Don't you know that Wuhun City is about to host the once-every-five-years Spirit Master Tournament?"

The old man looked at them with disdain: "Stop blocking my way, I'm going to place a bet. If I win, this old man won't have to worry about money anymore."

The old man appeared very impatient, looking every bit like a degenerate gambler. He retorted irritably, pushed past Jirou Yueguan and Guimei, and headed out of the small path.

As he walked, he kept muttering to himself: "Get rich! Get rich! Must get rich!"

"Spirit Master Tournament? I didn't expect this world to still maintain such a competition format!"

Jirou Yueguan frowned: "If that's the case, now that we know it's the Spirit Master Tournament, our intelligence gathering should be much easier!"

Guimei gave a hum of agreement, appearing to have more tricks up his sleeve than Jirou Yueguan. He stared at the spot where the old man had left and his body turned into a blur as he chased after him.

A moment later, Guimei returned to Jirou Yueguan's side with a newspaper in his hand.

"I noticed just now that this old man had this newspaper on him. It contains information about some of the participating teams in this Spirit Master Tournament."

Guimei spread the newspaper open and cast his gaze upon the content.

Hearing this, Jirou Yueguan also fixed his gaze on the newspaper, wanting to see how much intelligence he could glean from it.

【Soul Master Grand Finals!】

【The favorites to win the championship include: Wuhun Academy Team, Shrek Academy Team, Heaven Dou Imperial Academy Team...】

【Wuhun Academy Team: Core members are the Spirit Hall Golden Generation Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan, all of whom are at the Soul King level of cultivation!】

【Shrek Academy Team: Core members are the Shrek Seven Devils led by Tang San, all of whom have the strength and cultivation of a Soul Ancestor!】

【Heaven Dou Imperial Academy Team: Core members are...】

【...】

【...】

The newspaper covered the situation of every academy team.

Looking at this intelligence, Jirou Yueguan and Guimei frowned deeply.

They had gained something in terms of intelligence.

But there didn't seem to be much of value.

"The intelligence is somewhat lacking, but being able to know this just after entering Wuhun City is not a wasted effort," Guimei said in a deep voice.

Jirou Yueguan hummed in agreement: "That is true. His Majesty said that gathering intelligence is not something to be rushed, but this newspaper did show me an interesting piece of news."

"What news?" Guimei asked in return.

Jirou Yueguan curled his lips into a cold sneer: "Look at this similar introduction about the Shrek Academy Team in the newspaper."

"Their academy teacher even said that a Spirit Master who doesn't cause trouble isn't a good Spirit Master? How can such a person be fit to teach and educate?"

"And look at this information, people from the Shrek Academy Team have been spotted frequenting brothels together."

"They don't learn to be good at such a young age; they must have been influenced by this world. To use His Majesty's words, this truly is a world that needs to be purged and corrected!!"

Having overlooked this information before, with Jirou Yueguan's reminder, Guimei finally saw the specific introduction about the Shrek Academy Team in the newspaper.

The person running the gambling den clearly had a very well-connected network, having investigated these detailed matters quite clearly.

"It really is a world that needs to be purged!"

"However, let's not act rashly for now; let's continue to investigate the situation!"

"Once His Majesty has the Technology Bureau resolve the signal issues, we will still need to transmit all the intelligence back!"

"And don't forget, we are currently in this world and are temporarily in a state of being isolated and without support!"

Jirou Yueguan hummed, pulled his black robe tight, and walked out of the small alley with Guimei.

Tianwu Empire.

Wei Zhangfeng sat on the throne.

As a transmigrator, after unifying the Douluo Continent, he took the 'Wu' from the Spirit Hall and the 'Tian' from the Heavenly Heart Mark that required recognition.

In the end, he named the unified empire Tianwu, but he always felt something was missing.

Planning the great undertaking of transforming the Douluo Planet into the Douluo God Planet, he and Gu Yuena had a discussion before launching the grand plan to explore and launch an expedition to the Parallel Douluo World.

While reviewing the memorials, he thought about the news that Yueguan and Guimei had transmitted, which had already verified the existence of the parallel world.

A gratified smile appeared on his face.

"You seem very happy that the parallel world theory has been verified?"

At this moment, a beautiful figure struck from behind, gently draping herself over Wei Zhangfeng's back.

Her curvaceous figure gave Wei Zhangfeng an ultimate experience.

Wei Zhangfeng put down the memorial without turning his head, but by smelling the fragrance in the air, he knew who the woman behind him was: "Dong'er, why are you here?"

"This is the Main Hall, and I am currently reviewing memorials; this is not quite appropriate!"

Bibi Dong turned around and sat in Wei Zhangfeng's lap from behind, wrapping her arms around his neck, her breath as fragrant as orchids:

"You weren't saying that last night in the bedchamber; at the time, you even said you liked me like this."

"Only one night has passed, and you have already changed your heart? Or is it because the parallel world theory has been verified, and since Gu Yuena's status has risen, I am to be cast into the cold palace by you?"

Wei Zhangfeng held a smile at the corners of his mouth as he looked at Bibi Dong, who was snuggled in his arms.

His broad palm stroked through Bibi Dong's beautiful hair, his voice carrying a hint of magnetism:

"My affection for you all is fair and just; when have I ever cast any one of you into the cold palace?"

"As for the parallel world theory, it is only natural to be happy that it has been verified. Do you not wish to see Me forge Douluo Planet into a Douluo God Planet?"

"Could it be, Dong'er, that you do not wish to ascend to the Shenjie together with Me and enjoy endless life?!"

Bibi Dong fell silent on the spot; thinking of Wei Zhangfeng's grand ambitions, her body went slightly weak.

"Your Majesty jests; I certainly wish to ascend to the Shenjie together with Your Majesty."

"I would not want to add unnecessary trouble to Your Majesty; I only saw how hard you were working reviewing the memorials and wanted to come over to do something within my power."

Hearing this, Wei Zhangfeng let out an 'oh': "Dong'er, what is it that you want to do that is within your power?"

Bibi Dong rose from Wei Zhangfeng's arms, and soul power immediately surged from her body, pressing toward the doors of the Main Hall.

With a loud 'Boom—', the doors of the Main Hall were forcibly pulled shut, and the brightness inside the Main Hall became much dimmer.

"Since Your Majesty is curious, then this concubine will immediately... explain it to Your Majesty."

"Please, Your Majesty, stay calm and do not be impatient!"

(End of this chapter)