Chapter 40: Evil Soul Master, the Ripples in Xingluo Cheng

Xian Lin'er had her black hair coiled up, wore a tight-fitting, capable outfit, and appeared to be about fifty years old.

She held a long whip in her hand, looking somewhat cold and stern from a distance.

Casually tossing the gray-robed person onto the ground, she swung the long whip fiercely, causing sonic booms to ring out in the air.

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Struck by the long whip, the gray-robed person curled into a ball and let out a miserable shriek.

"Who is this person?" Looking at the battered and bruised gray-robed man, the corners of Yan Shaozhe's mouth twitched.

Xian Lin'er had a strong personality, but she was not someone who didn't know the gravity of a situation; why would she bring someone back to the hotel for interrogation? Had she awakened some strange aristocratic hobby?

Dai Yaoheng cautiously retreated two steps, hiding behind Yan Shaozhe.

"You're back."

Xian Lin'er glanced over with her peripheral vision and said,

"I caught an Evil Soul Master today; I don't know what he was sneaking around investigating."

"I've been beating him for half an hour, but this guy is stubborn and just won't talk."

Xian Lin'er lashed out with the whip again.

The Evil Soul Master rolling on the ground was locked by Soul Guidance Handcuffs and could not use his soul power, so he could only let out another miserable shriek.

"Who is your superior? Speak!"

"I don't know!" The curled-up Evil Soul Master poked his head out and managed to force out a sentence.

"Hmph! You don't know?" Xian Lin'er said angrily, "I think you're just being stubborn!"

As she spoke, she was about to strike with the whip again.

"Stop."

Yan Shaozhe's voice rang out, "This is Xingluo Cheng; it is not appropriate for us to overstep our bounds. If you keep beating him, you'll kill him."

"Do you want to hand him over to the imperial family?" Xian Lin'er glanced at him.

"That's right."

Yan Shaozhe's eyes were profound.

"It is already late today; tomorrow I will go to the Huang Gong and take this Evil Soul Master to Xu Jiawei."

Xian Lin'er was silent for a long time.

"Fine, I'll listen to you."

Xian Lin'er slapped the back of the Evil Soul Master's neck, and the Evil Soul Master rolled his eyes and fainted.

After doing this, Xian Lin'er clapped her hands, put the whip into her Soul Guidance Device, and continued to ask:

"How much did you gain from seeing Xu Jiawei? Did you find the source of the anomalies in Xingluo Cheng?"

"Mu Lao's body cannot hold on for much longer." Xian Lin'er's voice paused, "Once Mu Lao passes away, it will be a disaster not just for us Shrek, but for the entire Douluo three kingdoms."

"I am the Vice Dean of the Soul Guidance Department; the gap between us and the Sun Moon Empire in Soul Guidance Devices is too great."

"Hmph! Mere Soul Guidance Devices." Yan Shaozhe sneered, "Mu Lao will not have any trouble, and isn't Xuan Lao here too?"

"If the sky falls, there are taller people to hold it up."

"I have always believed that Soul Guidance Devices are inferior to Soul Masters; they are just clever but useless gadgets." Yan Shaozhe said decisively.

"I hope so." Xian Lin'er sighed.

After a moment of silence, Yan Shaozhe took up the topic again.

"Xu Jiawei might know some information regarding the extension of the lifespans of the residents of Xingluo Cheng."

"It's just..."

"Just what?" Xian Lin'er looked over.

"I'll tell you after I confirm it." Yan Shaozhe did not say more, seemingly having his own thoughts.

Xian Lin'er, who had once been in love with Yan Shaozhe and whose heart remained with the other side, knew Yan Shaozhe's personality; if the other party did not want to speak, she likely wouldn't be able to get any information out of him.

Xian Lin'er thought for a moment and said: "News came from Xuan Lao's side that there have been some abnormalities in the Star Dou Great Forest recently; I'm afraid he cannot come."

"I understand." Yan Shaozhe nodded.

He had also sensed some of the anomalies regarding the Star Dou Great Forest.

There were traces of frequent movements by the soul beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest, and the reason was currently unclear.

At night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

The Evil Soul Master, who had been tied tightly to the ground, opened his eyes in a daze.

At this moment, the wounds on his body had almost healed.

"You're awake."

A hoarse voice echoed in the air, and the Evil Soul Master lifted his head abruptly.

In an unknown alley, through the moonlight, one could see that the person in front was a powerful Soul Master wearing a mask, dressed in a black robe, and emitting a faint aura of flames.

"Title Douluo!"

The Evil Soul Master immediately scrambled up in alarm, his Soul Emperor-level strength erupting.

"Kid, I could have killed you before this." The black-robed masked person's voice was cold, "I saved you, and this is how you repay your benefactor?"

The Evil Soul Master was stunned, then seemed to react, a look of gratitude appearing on his face.

"Senior, your great kindness, Zhang San will never forget it."

That's right!

He had been confused.

The person opposite was a Title Douluo who had saved him from the evil Shrek.

Is it really that much trouble to kill him?

"Zhang San?" The masked man nodded, "That is an easy name to remember."

"I have some connections with your higher-ups as well. I came to Xingluo Cheng these past two days to investigate the anomalies occurring here, sensed a familiar Soul Master fluctuation, and saved you, little fellow, while I was at it."

"Speak, what is your objective?" The masked man's voice still sounded neither male nor female, raspy and devoid of emotion.

"This..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to say." The black-robed masked man waved his black robe, "I am merely curious; I wouldn't go so far as to force someone I saved on a whim to do anything."

"That is not it, Senior." Zhang San smiled bitterly, "Actually, I don't know what the higher-ups sent us here to do either. They only said to investigate the intelligence here and report back to them. It might be related to the Xingluo anomalies you mentioned, Senior."

"Oh? Is that so!" The black-robed masked man nodded, "And your superior?"

"I am not clear on that." Zhang San said helplessly, "Whenever that person appears, they are shrouded in black mist. We don't know their identity, only that they are an Exalted Elder of the Holy Cult."

"An Exalted Elder." The black-robed masked man sighed with emotion, "Shrouded in black mist... I wonder if it is someone I know."

"Senior..." Zhang San smiled bitterly, "I am just a small fry. It is said that the Exalted Elders of our Holy Spirit Cult are all at the Title Douluo level. That person's strength is likely not that of an ordinary Title Douluo."

"Forget it." The black-robed masked man waved his hand, "You don't know much anyway, no need to go into detail."

"Come to think of it, let me tell you a piece of news!"

"I heard you are looking for some special Soul Masters; I know of two."

"They should meet your requirements, and this can count as a great contribution for you."

"Meeting is fate."

"I wonder who it is that you are referring to, Senior..."

"In the Xingluo Huanggong, there are two forces of Death Element, and one of them is the Medical Immortal Douluo."

"How truly laughable!"

Hearing this, Zhang San's pupils contracted violently, his voice filled with astonishment: "Is that the number one Healing Spirit Master on the continent?"

Zhang San was young, but as an outlaw, he knew many of the continent's secrets; after all, only by knowing more could one better avoid danger.

"Oh? You know of them!" The black-robed masked man smiled.

"Alright, you may leave now."

Without waiting for Zhang San to react, the black-robed masked man transformed into deep red flames and vanished on the spot.

"Hoo—" Zhang San let out a sigh of relief.

Although he was an Evil Soul Master, he was only a Soul Emperor.

He felt an innate fear toward Title Douluo.

Medical Immortal Douluo, power of the Death Attribute.

"Jie jie jie~" Zhang San laughed wantonly, "The Lord will surely be very happy to know this!"

After a few leaps, the strangely laughing Zhang San vanished into the night.