Capture Xiao Wu Alive and Keep Her Until It's Time to Slaughter Her

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. The mansion of the Strength Clan, which was once filled with the stench of blood, was transformed by the combined influence of money and manpower.

It has been completely renovated.

With Qian Renxue's help, these things are naturally not a problem. As for money?

Ning Rongrong has solved all the problems...

"..."

The towering walls were reinforced with special alloy plates, the vermilion gates were replaced with heavy, solid iron gates, and the two large gold-painted characters "Holy Court" on the plaque gleamed in the sunlight.

Although it is only in its initial stages, the somber atmosphere exudes a profound sense of gravity.

This caused passing Soul Master to unconsciously quicken their pace.

For the past three days, Lin Sheng has been extremely busy.

He personally oversaw every detail, from the base's defensive layout to the renovation of the internal forging room.

"Damn, I'm exhausted. I haven't even had time to write in my diary lately. Oh my god..."

Lin Sheng sighed.

"We've finally got a framework up and running."

Lin Sheng rubbed his slightly tired temples as he walked down the street toward the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Judging by the time, tomorrow is the day we set off for Spirit City to participate in the finals.

As the Sea God of the Imperial Fighting Team, he has to go back and show his face.

However, just as he reached the corner of a quiet alley, the peaceful atmosphere in the air suddenly shattered!

"Teleport!"

A pink phantom pierced through the void without warning, striking Lin Sheng's heart like a pink lightning bolt.

Immediately afterwards, a long scorpion braid, like a serpent emerging from its hole, carrying intense hatred and determination, instantly Entanglement around Lin Sheng's neck.

"Waist Bow!"

The girl let out a delicate shout, and her petite body unleashed explosive power far exceeding that of others of the same level, her legs locking tightly around Lin Sheng's waist.

They attempted to use the momentum from the contortionist technique to break Lin Sheng's cervical spine.

Lin Sheng stood still, not even lifting his eyelids.

His body, strengthened by the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, was as hard as divine iron; this kind of physical impact at the Soul Ancestor level...

In his view, it didn't even qualify as a massage.

Are all Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast these days so brainless?

Lin Sheng snorted coldly, and a golden wave of energy suddenly erupted from his body, instantly dispersing the force Entanglement him.

Under the girl's terrified gaze, Lin Sheng grabbed her with his backhand.

A large hand pressed down on her head, and then...

"Bang!"

Xiao Wu's pretty face was pressed firmly against the mottled stone wall, unable to move.

Lin Sheng looked down at her, his eyes filled with speechlessness and indifference. "You're only at the Soul Ancestor level, yet you want to try assassination?"

"What, you've heard about Tang San and the Clear Sky Sect, and now you, like a rabbit, can't sit still anymore and want to stand up for him?"

Xiao Wu struggled desperately in Lin Sheng, her eyes bloodshot, and she kept whimpering angrily.

"It's you..."

"It was you... who killed Third Brother!"

Xiao Wu kept struggling.

The destruction of the Clear Sky Sect has become widely known, and Xiao Wu met Flender and Liu Erlong afterward.

I also heard from them that Tang San had returned to the Clear Sky Sect...

Therefore, she naturally assumed that Tang San was also dead.

"Smack!"

However, Lin Sheng had no intention of listening to her nonsense. He raised his left hand and delivered a resounding slap to the back of her head.

"Noisy."

The force penetrated, and Xiao Wu's eyes rolled back; she immediately fainted.

"That's really brainless, but it's come to me for good measure."

Back at the academy, Lin Sheng casually tossed Xiao Wu, whom he was carrying, in front of Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo, who was drinking tea to moisten his throat, spat out a mouthful of water, stared wide-eyed at the girl with rabbit ears on the table, and after a long while, finally blurted out a sentence.

"Good heavens... Lin Sheng, where did you pick up a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? This... this is Soft Bone Rabbit, right? Are you planning to kill it and take its bones?"

Lin Sheng shook his head and casually pulled over a chair to sit down.

With my current Soul Ring Configuration, Soul Ring of her level wouldn't be very beneficial to me.

Immediately, Lin Sheng changed the subject.

"However, Zhu Zhuqing's fighting style leans towards agility and explosive power, and the teleportation and Invincible Golden Body provided by this rabbit are perfectly suited to her."

Dugu Bo clicked his tongue repeatedly, pointing at the unconscious Xiao Wu.

"So? You're planning to support her?"

"What do you mean by 'raising'? That sounds so awful."

Lin Sheng patted Dugu Bo on the shoulder in a serious manner!

"Old Poison, I'm giving you a task: keep her alive for now. Don't let her die, don't let her escape, and most importantly, don't let anyone else discover her identity."

You should treat it like a reserve food supply, providing it with the best food and drink.

Dugu Bo's lips twitched uncontrollably. "You're asking me to imprison someone?!"

"It's more like a fit of rage! Lin Sheng, I'll fuck you eight in the morning! What will Yan Yan say about me if she finds out?"

"What imprisonment? This is being treated to the best food and drink."

Lin Sheng laughed heartily and leisurely left.

As night fell, Lin Sheng lay on his soft bed, which he hadn't used for three days, and let out a long sigh of relief.

With a thought, the long-forgotten Diary Book quietly surfaced in his Sea of Consciousness.

At that moment, almost everyone on the continent who possessed copies of the diary sensed that familiar energy fluctuation.

Spirit City, Pope Hall.

Bibi Dong was gathering Rakshasa energy, feeling a new and powerful force, when she noticed the diary had been updated.

She jumped to her feet, her beautiful eyes brimming with excitement. "He's back... that guy's finally updating!"

Sea God Island.

The copy of Bo Saixi's diary in the Sea of Consciousness shone with golden light, causing her to shudder.

"Finally..."

[Day... of writing in my diary.]

[Phew, I've been so busy these past few days, I haven't even had time to write in my diary.]

[I intend to establish my own power in this era: the Holy Court.]

[The initial motivation for establishing this force was simple: I didn't intend to use the outdated level-based suppression system of the current Douluo Continent. What I wanted to develop was Soul Tool, and even the future Battle Armor system.]

Upon hearing this, everyone in front of the diary held their breath.

The era of Soul Master will eventually pass, but the Core Flame of Soul Guidance Civilization will be ignited by our Holy Court. Whether it's level nine fixed-position artillery shells or mechanical exoskeletons capable of fighting across ranks, they will all be born here.

[Tang San's so-called Hidden Weapon are nothing but trash in the face of these truly devastating attacks.]

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed. Soul Tool, Battle Armor!

"Is he really going to bring a product of the future into this era, a product of a future time?"

"The power it possesses is indeed absolutely sufficient..."

Bibi Dong couldn't even imagine it.

She had never witnessed the true power of Soul Tool, but from Lin Sheng's description, she knew how terrifying this product of the times was.

[This is the inevitable future path for the Douluo Continent, because the Douluo Soul Power system ultimately has its limits. The reason for this is that this world is too weak.]

[It turns out that technological advancements are needed to assist in cultivation...]