An Evil Human-Beast Hybrid

Fragments of memories from two different lives are still colliding in her mind, but her most important task now is to maintain her normalcy.

Just then, the air in front of her desk silently rippled with familiar, unsettling waves.

It's here!

Zhu Zhuqing's body stiffened almost imperceptibly, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

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Tang San, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun, whose aura had become noticeably hotter and whose eyes were even more excited, reappeared in the heavily guarded city lord's office.

Unlike the hasty and chaotic raid last night, this time they appeared calm and composed, as if this place was their territory all along.

Clearly, they were convinced that Zhu Zhuqing, who had regained her memories, would be their companion.

Outside the door stood the dutiful imperial guards, completely unaware of what was happening inside.

Zhu Zhuqing did not move or shout.

She simply watched them quietly, or rather, watched the black-haired youth with a God of Evil air leading the group— Tang San.

My gaze lingered on his face for a moment. This Tang San was completely different from the Tang San in my memories of my past life, both in appearance and personality.

"You..." Zhu Zhuqing finally spoke, her voice hoarse, her eyes unusually sharp, "What exactly do you want to do?"

She did not question them about why they had returned, nor did she immediately show any excitement at the "reunion with old friends."

Last night's rough "wake-up" method clearly failed to gain her trust; instead, it made her more wary.

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Tang San observed the wariness in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes and assessed her condition in his mind.

Very good. He's still rational, hasn't broken down, and has basic communication skills. This makes him more suitable for tasks requiring meticulous thinking than Ma Hongjun, who is easily driven by hatred.

For example, infiltrating the Martial Spirit Hall Empire!

He did not answer her question immediately, but instead took a step forward, his gaze sweeping over the office that symbolized the power and status of City Lord Zhu Zhuqing.

"Zhu Zhuqing," he used the name from his previous life, "What? Are you writing about how I, a vicious and wanted criminal, attacked you?"

"You should know that I didn't mean to hurt you back then; I just wanted to remind you of some things," Tang San said, trying to close the distance between them.

"This is my duty," Zhu Zhuqing said coldly, "And it's something I must do in my current capacity."

"Very good." Tang San seemed unsurprised, even nodding slightly. "Remember your current identity: the city lord of Star Luo City in the Spirit Hall Empire, a victim who has just suffered a major attack."

He paused, his gaze falling on Zhu Zhuqing, his eyes filled with excitement. "This identity is far more useful to us than a 'traitor' who betrays the Spirit Hall Empire and only attracts a frenzied pursuit."

Zhu Zhuqing's heart skipped a beat.

"So, last night was just... a greeting? And incidentally, some... 'extra' memories were given to me?" Her words carried a hint of suppressed anger as she looked at the mysterious person beside her.

"It's 'awakening'," Tang San corrected, his tone leaving no room for doubt, "To let you see clearly what is real, and what is worth protecting and fighting for."

He took another step forward, getting closer to her desk, bringing with him an invisible pressure.

"We need intelligence."

His demands were direct, making his intentions crystal clear.

"In exchange," Tang San's tone softened slightly, "I will help you obtain your godhood from your previous life."

Zhu Zhuqing's hands, resting on her knees, had her fingers slightly curled up.

This Tang San is nothing like the Third Brother she remembers.

She glanced at Oscar beside her, who seemed hesitant to speak and had a complicated expression, then looked at Ma Hongjun, whose Soul Power was restless and whose face was sinister and lewd.

Finally, her gaze fell back on Tang San's face, meeting his eyes.

After a long while, Zhu Zhuqing took a very light breath and then slowly exhaled.

Confusion and struggle flashed in his eyes.

"... The transmission of intelligence requires absolutely secure channels and cannot be directly linked to me," she made this request.

Tang San's lips curled upwards almost imperceptibly...

It worked!

Tang San, caught up in his excitement, didn't notice the fleeting pang of guilt in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes as she lowered her head...

Chapter 307 The God of Evil Human-Beast Hybrid

Looking at the "Shrek Seven Devils" group that was beginning to take shape before him, the mysterious man's cold eyes revealed a hint of pleasure.

"The faster you grow, the more exciting the internal strife on Douluo Star will be..." it whispered silently, as if it could already see the chaotic infighting on this planet, opening the gates to the abyss.

Its gaze then turned to the girl who always seemed somewhat silent— Zhu Zhuqing.

"Your strength can be even greater." The mysterious man's thoughts resonated directly in her mind, carrying an undeniable allure. "I can give you even greater power, far exceeding your current limits."

However, Zhu Zhuqing responded with a cold and firm refusal, "No need. Rapidly increasing your strength will attract the attention and investigation of the Spirit Hall Empire. This will bring unnecessary trouble."

Her reasoning sounded impeccable, entirely based on covert tactics.

But only Zhu Zhuqing herself knew that the moment the mysterious person made the suggestion, an almost instinctive sense of vigilance and chill, originating from the Nether Civet Martial Soul, enveloped her.

This mysterious being, whose "good intentions" always left her with a sticky, ominous, and eerie feeling.

Within the Spirit Hall Empire, there are many methods to quickly increase one's Soul Power, but apart from Immortal Pill, they all have some side effects to varying degrees.

How could this guy who attacked me directly from the start be so kind? He must have a conspiracy!

A hint of regret flashed in the mysterious man's eyes. What a pity...

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Tang San finally nodded reluctantly, which was considered as agreeing to the conditions proposed by Zhu Zhuqing.

"Then, the cooperation is complete. Our next target is her— Ning Rongrong." Tang San's voice was low, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. "I need you to provide all the information about her: her whereabouts, habits, security detail... the more detailed the better. If possible."

He paused, then emphasized, "It would be best to create an opportunity to distract Li Bai, who's always by her side."

"What?" Zhu Zhuqing almost thought she had misheard. A rare look of astonishment appeared on her usually cold face. "How is this possible?"

She frowned, feeling that Tang San's idea was far too far-fetched.

"Even if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect joins the Spirit Hall Empire, its status will never be low, given its foundation and wealth as the number one support-type sect in the world. Ning Rongrong herself possesses Martial Soul that has evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and is the future core of the sect, receiving much attention and importance from the Spirit Hall Empire's higher-ups. How could I possibly have such an easy way to access and investigate her intelligence?"

New cultivation methods may enhance the combat power of support-type Soul Master, but their essence remains unchanged. These support-type Soul Master are still fragile cores that need to be closely protected.

Besides the unfathomable Li Bai, Ning Rongrong is undoubtedly protected by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect itself and the Battle Soul Master assigned by the Spirit Hall Empire.

"To obtain core intelligence and approach silently, even to lure Li Bai away... Tang San, you overestimate my abilities."

She couldn't help but wonder if Tang San had been blinded by his smooth-sailing experiences in his past life and his current progress in subduing Oscar and Ma Hongjun, truly believing that everything would go as he wished?

Tang San remained unmoved in the face of Zhu Zhuqing's doubts.

His gaze shifted to the mysterious figure hidden in the darkness beside him, and a confident smile even appeared on his lips.

"Zhu Zhuqing, I understand your concerns. But don't forget, we're not fighting alone." He pointed to the mysterious figure, his tone tinged with pride. "Our 'helper' is far more powerful than you imagine. With His covert assistance, many seemingly impossible things become possible. You just need to do your job, provide the necessary support and backup, and as for other obstacles... there are ways to overcome them."

However, Tang San's seemingly confident words did not dispel Zhu Zhuqing's doubts; instead, they set off alarm bells in her mind.

A mysterious figure whose identity and purpose are unclear.

How could Tang San dare to be so convinced?

This in itself represents the greatest uncertainty and danger.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the mixture of ambition and madness on Tang San's face, and then glanced at the silently writhing shadow. She felt even more worried, but she didn't show it on her face.

After a moment of silence, Zhu Zhuqing lowered her eyes, avoiding Tang San's gaze, and replied in a flat voice devoid of emotion, "... I understand. I will do my best to gather intelligence and look for possible opportunities. But the specific plans and actions must be carefully considered to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

She verbally agreed, but who knows what it will actually be like in practice?

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After seeing off Tang San, the mysterious man, Ma Hongjun, and the others, the room returned to silence.

Zhu Zhuqing stood there alone for a long time before taking a deep breath.

To be honest, the deal Tang San proposed was extremely tempting.

No one could resist the temptation of the divine position he offered.

If Zhu Zhuqing were still the naive girl from her previous life, who only knew how to follow Dai Mubai and was filled with fear for the future, she might actually be moved, even if it meant dealing with a tiger for its skin.

But this life is different.

The first surprise was that Zhu Zhuqing had a brain and wasn't stupid.

She coldly observed Tang San's current disheveled state, hiding and acting like a rat in a sewer, and listened to his flawed yet opportunistic plans.

How could someone who can't even manage their own situation and needs to rely on the power of some unknown evil god to survive shamelessly promise to help her become a god?

To her, this was nothing short of the most ridiculous and worthless empty promise.

Rather than believing in such vague "help," it's better to believe that you can become a god through your own efforts.

The second, and most crucial, surprise was something neither Tang San nor the mysterious man could possibly know—that he had already gained the favor of the Speed God.

Not long ago, the Speed God, who originally favored Dongfang Jing, the space genius of the Spirit Hall, unfortunately lost to the Space God in the competition for the successor.

Perhaps moved by Zhu Zhuqing's pure and unwavering belief in becoming stronger, the Speed God, taking a step back, turned his gaze toward her.

A subtle yet incredibly clear divine imprint had been quietly imprinted deep within her soul.

This is a mark of divine testing, which means that her future path is clear and bright, requiring no dubious "help" from Tang San, nor any deal with evil forces.

With no outsiders around, the last trace of confusion and wavering that had arisen in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes due to Tang San's words dissipated, replaced by determination and devotion.

She slightly raised her head, gazing in the direction of Spirit City, and murmured to herself, her voice clear and cold yet filled with understanding. "His Holiness the Pope... was indeed right."

"Tang San, that God of Evil human-beast hybrid, is indeed adept at bewitching people." Her words carried a hint of cold disdain. "He dared to attempt to erode my will with these illusory promises and fleeting futures... He truly deserves to die."

Without further hesitation, she continued using the Communication Soul Tool.

She needed to report all the details of this incident in a complete and timely manner, especially Tang San's intentions towards Ning Rongrong and the existence of his mysterious "helper."

Her goal has always been clear—to follow the guidance of the Spirit Hall Empire and the Pope, to rely on her own strength to sever all past shackles and conspiracies, and to truly take control of her own destiny.

Tang San and his ilk are merely obstacles that need to be cleared on the road ahead.