Chapter 53: Xiadie's Terrifying Spirit Power (Part 2)

What do you mean by "what kind of thing am I"?

Am I supposed to reply that I am not a thing?

My own Spirit Power is indeed, due to the relationship of enduring over thirty million lifetimes multiplied by 1,000 years, just a tiny bit stronger than a normal Soul Master.

About the size of a fingertip, perhaps.

Is it necessary to use the adjective "thing"?

Xiadie looked at Wang Xian'er beside her and asked a soul-searching question: "Is this Scorpion Tiger Douluo perhaps a bit mentally ill?"

"Uh..." Wang Xian'er blinked, "I don't think so."

Wang Xian'er did not know how to answer Xiadie; it wasn't a question of how much stronger Xiadie's Spirit Power was, but that it was so powerful she didn't know how to describe it.

Before coming to intimidate Zhang Peng, Xiadie had helped her suppress the Death Attribute of her martial soul, preventing it from further erosion.

She, too, like Zhang Peng, had come into close contact with Xiadie's Spirit Power.

At that time, Wang Xian'er understood why spirit attacks from auspicious beasts or even fierce beasts, which possessed extreme Spirit systems and were comparable to a hundred thousand years of cultivation, were ineffective against Xiadie and even rebounded.

This Spirit Power was truly "not human."

To say nothing else, in Wang Xian'er's own judgment, if Xiadie were to release a spirit attack on any Soul Master, even a Titled Douluo or a Super Douluo would fall instantly.

Theoretically, such an unscientific existence should not exist at all.

However, apart from her Domain, Xiadie did not really know how to release attribute attacks on a spiritual level.

Wang Xian'er did not dare to ask further; perhaps that mysterious teacher of Xiadie's had some considerations.

Wang Xian'er examined the dazed-looking Zhang Peng, and she could fully understand what Zhang Peng was thinking at this moment.

It was just like someone saying to her:

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda of the Jiubao Liuli Sect isn't just for support; it can also be used to smash people."

If one hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would believe it?

"Ahem~" Wang Xian'er cleared her throat and pressed her soul power toward Zhang Peng.

"Zhang Peng, you should come back to your senses."

"O... okay."

Zhang Peng swallowed his saliva, still feeling dazed in the lingering echoes of Xiadie's vast Spirit Power.

"Lord Zhang Peng, please sense your martial soul; I have left a small gift for you."

"My martial soul?" Zhang Peng was puzzled, but he still nodded and released his martial soul, completing the martial soul avatar.

He carefully sensed the changes in the martial soul within his body, not noticing anything at first.

Half a minute later.

"Th-this is!" Zhang Peng widened his eyes, his whole body trembling involuntarily.

"I have repaired the defects in your martial soul," Xiadie's calm voice sounded.

"Your martial soul no longer needs to absorb flesh and blood and souls to cultivate, and the martial soul will no longer have a subtle influence on your personality."

Before Zhang Peng could react, Wang Xian'er beside him was slightly moved.

"Really, this is actually real." Zhang Peng's head was buzzing.

The Scorpion Tiger Martial Soul belongs to a subspecies of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger; normal cultivation is basically impossible, and it can only be cultivated by absorbing flesh and blood and souls to enrich itself.

"How did you do it?" Zhang Peng looked at Xiadie with a stunned and incredulous gaze.

He couldn't remember how many times he had said this sentence today.

"Martial souls are connected to one's own soul and bloodline; sometimes there are innate defects that require external objects to supplement."

"Such as souls, flesh and blood, and the like; the specific explanation is somewhat complicated."

"I simply repaired these."

With a "swish," Zhang Peng fell heavily to his knees on the ground after hearing this.

"What are you doing?"

Xiadie was taken aback.

"Th... thank you." Zhang Peng's voice was sincere, his tone full of gratitude.

Xiadie stepped forward and reached out to help him up.

Wang Xian'er watched this scene.

At over 200 years old, having seen too many people and things, and living in the political melting pot of the Star Luo Empire.

She could tell from Zhang Peng's performance at this moment that this 96th-level Titled Douluo had been won over.

Wang Xian'er had a complex expression, thinking that her own following of Xiadie seemed to be the same.

Even without involving the teacher behind Xiadie, Xiadie herself was very fascinating.

After the reminiscing, the journey continued, Xiadie's travel companion count increased by one, and the three walked on the road leaving the Star Luo Empire.

"You are going to the Sun Moon Empire?" Zhang Peng looked surprised.

Xiadie nodded and said, "Shrek is powerful; the three Douluo empires have no place for us."

"Whether one is an Evil Soul Master or not is never about what is or isn't, but what they believe is or isn't."

"I severely injured Xian Lin'er and Yan Shaozhe; with Shrek's tendency to protect their own, if we continue to linger, we will encounter quite a bit of trouble."

"That..."

Zhang Peng scratched his head awkwardly.

"Sorry."

"I don't mean to blame Lord Zhang Peng," Xiadie smiled slightly.

"We want to go to the Sun Moon Empire, but we have no acquaintances; it just so happens that Lord Zhang Peng has a fated connection with us, so we simply came along with the Medical Immortal."

"It is indeed a fated connection," Zhang Peng sighed with emotion; no matter what, he had gained quite a lot this time.

With the martial soul issue resolved, he would no longer be affected by his martial soul in the future, nor would he need to devour the flesh, blood, and souls of Spirit beasts to cultivate.

"Going to the Sun Moon Empire now might be a bit troublesome," Zhang Peng said.

Xiadie and Wang Xian'er looked at Zhang Peng, waiting for his explanation.

Zhang Peng did not beat around the bush and said:

"Half a year ago, Crown Prince Xu Tianran of the Sun Moon Empire was assassinated; although the matter was quickly settled, there is still a sense of panic in many places."

"Do you know who the culprit is?" Xiadie asked.

"I don't know much," Zhang Peng smiled, "I only know that the eldest prince, Xu Tianran, purged the faction of the second prince and became the crown prince despite his legs being crippled."

"He can still be the crown prince with crippled legs?" Wang Xian'er was somewhat surprised.

Imperial power is the symbol of a nation; for a prince with crippled legs, let alone becoming the crown prince, the emperor would likely view his very existence as a disgrace to the imperial armor.

"It is nothing more than iron-fisted methods; perhaps the Holy Spirit Cult also played a role in it," Xiadie said with a calm expression.

"Hmm, just as Miss Xiadie said," Zhang Peng pondered for a moment, "Crown Prince Xu Tianran's personality changed greatly around the time of the assassination, which may be related to his legs becoming disabled after the attack."

"As for the Holy Spirit Cult playing a role in it," Zhang Peng shook his head, "I am not clear about that."

Because of his oath to Mu En, Zhang Peng almost never interfered in the affairs of the Holy Spirit Cult; had it not been for this trip to the Star Luo Empire to investigate the Great Black Heaven, he would basically have remained in seclusion.

"Do you have a way for us to get to the Sun Moon Empire?" Xiadie asked the most crucial question.

"It will require a few days of coordination."

Zhang Peng pondered, "The Xishui Alliance is the Holy Spirit Cult's commercial organization in Mingdu, and they have trade with the Star Luo Empire; I also relied on them to get here previously."

"A few days, that's fine," it was Wang Xian'er who spoke, "Is one week enough?"

Zhang Peng did not know why Wang Xian'er asked this, but he still nodded:

"That is sufficient."

"Then let's find a place to rest first and set off for the Sun Moon Empire in a week."

Xiadie made the final decision.

"By the way, Your Excellency Medical Immortal, please trouble yourself to find Xu Jiawei these next few days and say that I want some intelligence on the three Douluo nations and the Sun Moon Empire."

There was no helping it; Zhang Peng was just a homebody.

He did not know much, serving at most as a ticket to enter the Sun Moon Empire; if one wanted to know about affairs in the Sun Moon Empire, one still had to find Xu Jiawei.

Of course, one could not just ask about the Sun Moon Empire; one also had to ask about the other three Douluo nations.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated; this would also avoid awkwardness between Wang Xian'er and Xu Jiawei.

For a titled official to defect to the Sun Moon Empire, it was, to say the least, somewhat inappropriate.

"Alright," Wang Xian'er nodded, "Once we find a place to stay, I will make a trip back to Xingluo Cheng."