Cultivating Honestly Is Pretty Boring, Isn't It?

The Shrek group was hurrying toward the Clear Sky Sect with all their might.

They ran into several inspections along the way, but fortunately, not everyone in Spirit Hall knew what they looked like, so they managed to bluff their way through.

Watching the Sky Screen, Yu Xiaogang was both happy and worried.

He was happy because Bibi Dong had not stopped loving him after all. She had only been forced to leave him by Qian Xunji.

He was worried because Bibi Dong was no longer untouched, and seemed a little unworthy of him, the Teacher of Gods.

Flender took one look at him and understood what his old friend was thinking. He hurriedly reminded him:

"Xiaogang, Erlong is still waiting for you."

Hearing that, Yu Xiaogang grew even more troubled.

Liu Erlong was his cousin.

Why was it that the woman he loved was damaged goods, while the woman who loved him was his cousin?

Had the god of love of the Douluo Continent cursed him?

Was this the price of possessing the wisdom of a Teacher of Gods?

On the Sky Screen.

Qian Renxue and Ye Guyi put Bibi Dong's affairs aside and continued onward.

The other portraits contained no particularly explosive gossip, only some perfectly ordinary, simple introductions.

Past the portraits were some so-called "antiques" from Spirit Hall twenty thousand years ago.

"Your Excellency, is this real?"

Ye Guyi looked curiously at a strange Token carved with all sorts of bizarre patterns.

"Fake. Its style is wrong."

"It was made last week."

Qian Renxue and Su Tianxuan answered respectively.

One had seen the real thing, while the other had directly looked back at the process of making it look old.

Ye Guyi gave the surrounding exhibits a peculiar look.

"So, is there anything real here?"

"What do you think?"

Su Tianxuan rolled his eyes.

There wasn't even a security guard. How could there be anything real here?

Ye Guyi gave an awkward smile. She badly wanted to ask what they had come here for, then.

Qian Renxue silently made a few more rounds before finally sighing.

"Let's go. There's nothing worth seeing anymore."

As they left the memorial hall, the setting sun had sunk to the horizon, and the moon had climbed above the branches.

It was dusk.

"Is there anywhere else you want to go?"

Su Tianxuan glanced at his system and saw that it had no reaction at all. For a moment, he was at a loss.

He had done everything the system recommended, but the trip didn't seem to be over yet. What should he take them to do now?

They couldn't really go sightseeing, could they? They weren't that free.

Qian Renxue and Ye Guyi both shook their heads. They could look up anything they wanted to know online, and there was nowhere else worth going.

"Then how about we go kill some Evil Soul Masters?"

Remembering the characteristics of Qian Renxue's and Ye Guyi's Martial Souls, Su Tianxuan made the suggestion.

Killing Evil Soul Masters let them level up. It was a wondrous Martial Soul characteristic, but he could level up by eating time, so there was nothing to envy.

Qian Renxue's and Ye Guyi's eyes immediately lit up.

Cultivating honestly was so boring. How could it compare to the ease and speed of leveling up by killing Evil Soul Masters?

"Then let's go."

Su Tianxuan acted as soon as he spoke, taking them aboard his mecha and heading straight for an Evil Soul Master secret base.

He sometimes needed living people for experiments, so naturally, he knew the locations of quite a few Evil Soul Masters.

If he used these people for experiments, he wouldn't have to worry about morality or ethics at all.

Watching them leave, Zhuo Shi and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

With such a mighty figure doing whatever he pleased, the pressure on little nobodies like them was truly as heavy as a mountain.

Before long, Su Tianxuan and the others arrived at an Evil Soul Master base.

An Evil Soul Master who called himself the Death Messenger was leading his subordinates in processing a fresh batch of corpses.

"Boss, today's corpses smell just right!"

"Hmm, not bad. What a pity the Holy Spirit Cult won't sell us any corpses from Mingdu. Otherwise, the corpse slaves we make would definitely be better."

The Death Messenger spoke with some regret.

These corpses had all been obtained by raiding a nearby small city. Their quality was average, a far cry from the corpses of those esteemed Mingdu residents.

But there was no need to lose heart. Soon, a corpse of excellent quality would appear here for him.

Suddenly, a brilliant beam of Holy Light descended from the sky, instantly breaking through the ceiling of the secret base and destroying a batch of newly transformed corpse slaves with an irresistible power of purification.

"Aaaaah!"

Several of the Death Messenger's subordinates screamed as the inextinguishable fire of an Angel caught on their bodies.

Qian Renxue and Ye Guyi descended from the sky, riding the Divine Pegasus and the Daylight Divine Bird respectively. With Angel wings spread behind them, they looked like true Angels come to judge sinners.

Some of the underlings stared in a daze, lying flat on the ground, too afraid to resist.

The Death Messenger had ample experience in doing evil, and recognized the legendary Angel Martial Soul at a glance.

He couldn't help cursing, then barked at his subordinates:

"Quick! Get my Soul Tool Gun!"

Against Angel Soul Masters like these, Evil Soul Masters like them would be serving themselves up on a platter if they used their Martial Souls. They were better off using Soul Tools.

Su Tianxuan glanced over the Soul Tools and saw nothing special, so he sat down to the side and lowered his head again to study the feather fragment from the Angel Godhood.

Qian Renxue and Ye Guyi both had Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings, and their attributes countered the enemy's.

If they couldn't even beat a bunch whose strongest member was only a Soul Emperor, they might as well stop being Soul Masters.

Sure enough, under the bombardment of their four Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skills, the Evil Soul Masters couldn't even last a few seconds before they were all purified.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The Death Messenger went numb all over when he saw their strange sets of Soul Rings.

Come on, ladies, you already have Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Spirits. Do you really need to use them against a nobody like me?

If you want a fight, go fight the Holy Spirit Cult!

Watching Qian Renxue and Ye Guyi nearly finish purifying his subordinates, the Death Messenger smiled coldly.

He still had one ultimate move!

With so many corpses here, as long as he unleashed Chain Corpse Explosion, let alone two Soul Emperors, even seven Soul Emperors could be buried here!

"You dare oppose me, the Death Messenger! You're all going to die! Behold my Chain Corpse Explosion!"

The Death Messenger roared and raised both hands, looking excitedly at the corpses piled up around him.

One second, two seconds...

The corpses showed no reaction at all, as if they were really dead.

The Death Messenger froze. Thinking it had been so long since he had used his ultimate move that he had used the wrong Soul Skill, he hurriedly checked several times and shouted again:

"Behold my Chain Corpse Explosion!"

"Chain Corpse Explosion!"

"Corpse Explosion!"

"Explode!"

The Death Messenger was utterly dumbfounded. He could sense his connection to the corpses, but no matter how hard he tried, they remained completely motionless.

Su Tianxuan glanced at him, feeling a little bored.

When did you start laboring under the illusion that I hadn't stopped time?

Those corpses frozen in time couldn't explode, and even the two Angels couldn't break them.

Surely a Title Douluo taking others to beat up weaklings wouldn't give anyone a chance to turn the tables, right?

Isn't that right, Xuan Zi?

Before the Death Messenger could understand what had happened, Qian Renxue's Holy Sword had already cut off his head and purified him.

Qian Renxue's cultivation rose a notch as a result.

Just as she was about to put away her Martial Soul, she suddenly saw Su Tianxuan snap his fingers. The Death Messenger's head instantly returned to his neck, and he opened his eyes, looking at the unexploded corpses in bewilderment.

"Your Excellency?"

Qian Renxue called out in confusion.

She didn't understand why he had revived this Evil Soul Master.

"Just kill him a few more times. I can't be bothered running all over the place."

Su Tianxuan explained casually.

He had done the same thing with people from the Yue Family before, but killing too many times could easily cause psychological problems. They had actually started sympathizing with Evil Soul Masters.

Huh?

Whether it was Qian Renxue, Ye Guyi, or the audience outside the Sky Screen, all of them couldn't help dropping their jaws.

You can do that?

You're cheating, aren't you?