My Martial Soul is My Fiancée in Douluo

The next moment, he began to float.

This sight shocked everyone, and a boy of similar age screamed in terror, "A Spirit Saint!"

The Spirit Saint Elder spoke, his voice cold and sinister.

"Now that you know my cultivation level, don't even think about running away. You are nothing but a group of ants."

His very first sentence ignited anger in everyone.

Zheng Li remained silent, his expression calm.

What else was there to say? Should he step forward and shout, "Don't look down on the young"?

Beside him, Wang Xin'er frowned, her eyes filled with faint disdain.

A Spirit Saint? Was that supposed to be strong? As far as Wang Xin'er was concerned, she saw powerhouses at the Super Douluo level every single day!

"Rest assured, I won't do anything to you! On the contrary, this is a heaven-sent opportunity for you! You will become disciples of my Holy Cult. It doesn't matter if your talent is poor; our cult can enhance it, making you no worse than those so-called top geniuses! It's not even impossible for you to become Spirit Kings or Spirit Emperors within a year or two! Look at me. Two years ago, I was just a Spirit Ancestor, but after joining the Holy Cult, I became a Spirit Saint in just two short years..."

The Spirit Saint Elder's eyes grew increasingly fanatical as he spoke, like a crazed believer! Yet, his own example left everyone stunned.

"Two years? From Spirit Ancestor to Spirit Saint? That's impossible!" the middle-aged man who had been sent flying earlier exclaimed.

The interrupted Spirit Saint Elder looked displeased, casting a look of disdain at the middle-aged man, as if to say the man was ignorant.

"I have no need to lie to a group of ants like you! It is your good fortune to be able to join our Holy Cult! You will understand when the time comes! If you question the Holy Cult again, just die. I wouldn't mind one more life on my hands!"

Without giving the middle-aged man a chance to ask further questions, the Spirit Saint Elder tossed a large box inside.

"This is your food. Divide it equally. Don't let me catch you fighting over it; the portion is sufficient."

"Also, use the buttons here for your business. Don't let me catch you relieving yourselves inside the carriage."

The Spirit Saint Elder looked disgusted as he finished speaking.

Did he have mysophobia?

As for the buttons, they were in an obvious spot on the inside of the carriage door; he hadn't noticed them before.

Before leaving, the Spirit Saint Elder glanced at Zheng Li and said with disgust, "A nauseating aura, though after the baptism of the Holy Cult, I suppose..."

As he continued, the elder's voice trailed off.

Zheng Li: "..."

Chapter 41, could it be that I have encountered...

The Spirit Saint Elder flicked his sleeve and shut the carriage door.

"Pfft..."

The moment the door closed, Wang Xin'er let out a laugh, then hurriedly covered her mouth.

"What are you laughing at?"

Zheng Li asked with a frown.

"I'm laughing at that old fossil's claims. Hahaha, he's hopelessly stupid! That damn Holy Cult is obviously an evil sect. If they can improve that quickly, what else could they be but Evil Soul Masters?"

Wang Xin'er's seemingly casual remark struck the two middle-aged men who had been tempted like a heavy hammer.

The middle-aged woman remained relatively rational.

As for the others of similar age... they almost all felt their own talent wasn't bad, and they didn't believe the Spirit Saint Elder's claims.

After hearing Wang Xin'er's words, they all reacted, their hearts turning cold.

Evil Soul Masters? Those were soul masters who committed every evil imaginable! It was said they cultivated by eating human hearts and drinking human blood. Would they have a good ending in the hands of Evil Soul Masters?

The atmosphere turned heavy.

Zheng Li nudged Wang Xin'er's shoulder and said, "Little girl, weren't you hungry earlier? Isn't that food?"

"Oh, right! I was hungry, why am I thinking so much here?"

As she spoke, she walked toward the food box. After taking two steps, Wang Xin'er paused, then turned back to look at Zheng Li, looking furious. Her green eyes were round, and she said viciously, "You're the little girl! Your whole family is little girls!"

Zheng Li: "..."

Are you trying to kill me with cuteness? Or are you trying to kill me with cuteness?

Xiao Nai: "..."

She inexplicably thought of her own height.

Detestable little girl!

Afterward, Wang Xin'er walked toward the food box again.

She didn't just look out for herself; she divided the food and water equally, giving a portion to everyone.

After dividing it, the amount was neither large nor small.

However, no one ate yet; they just took their portions and found a spot to sit, leaning against the carriage wall.

Zheng Li was the same; because of the poison, he felt completely powerless.

"Here~"

Wang Xin'er sat down next to Zheng Li and handed him a portion of food.

The food was simple: two steamed buns, a bowl of porridge—meat porridge, though it was unclear what kind of meat—and a small wooden cup of water.

Zheng Li took it and asked, "Aren't you worried?"

Wang Xin'er shook her head: "No, I believe my great-grandmother will come to save me, and you'll be saved then too. Don't worry, I'll tell you a secret: my great-grandmother is a consultant for the Xingluo Imperial Family!"

Speaking of Wang Xian'er, a look of pride appeared on Wang Xin'er's face.

"Then I shall look forward to it." Zheng Li took a bite of the bun in his hand, and at that very moment...

"Ding! Warning! The food contains toxins."

The system's sudden voice startled Zheng Li, but he was stunned immediately after. It's poisonous?

"System, what kind of poison is it?"

"It is the same poison the host is currently afflicted with; it is not lethal. If the host does not continue to consume the toxin, the poison in the host's body will gradually weaken over three days until it dissipates. Conversely, consumption will prolong the effect."

"I see..."

Zheng Li put down the bun and pondered.

One day might be fine, but by the third day, he would definitely be hungry; after all, they were only Spirit Masters, so they would certainly eat then.

Even if they didn't eat, with a Spirit Saint Elder present, he couldn't escape anyway.

The poison was merely an insurance policy.

"Mm... why aren't you eating?" Wang Xin'er asked after swallowing the last bite of her second bun.

"Oh, it's poisonous." Zheng Li replied indifferently. He glanced at her and couldn't help but sigh; it seemed this little girl was truly hungry, as she had eaten quite quickly.

"Poisonous?"

Wang Xin'er blinked her round, emerald eyes.

"How do you know?"

"My Martial Soul has this ability; I can sense it."

System: ...Who is your Martial Soul.

Then...

"Ugh..."

Wang Xin'er turned and vomited.

Their voices were not low, so everyone heard them. Their expressions changed, lingering fear gripping them, and some felt very fortunate that they hadn't eaten.

After she finished vomiting, Wang Xin'er turned around and asked angrily: "Why didn't you say so earlier! Ahhh, what do I do? This young lady doesn't want to die yet!"

"What are you howling about? I didn't say it was lethal. The poison's effect is just to dissipate our Spirit Power and make our bodies weak... What? Do you think if you stop eating and your Spirit Power recovers, you can escape? Don't forget the Spirit Saint Elder outside! The strongest among you is only a Great Spirit Master, right?"

Seeing people who had been restless and about to act the moment they heard her words, Zheng Li spoke up to remind them.

These words were like a basin of cold water poured over everyone's heads.

"Presumably, the meals that follow will be the same. They just want to restrict our strength; the poison isn't lethal. Eat when you can no longer stand the hunger."

After saying that, Zheng Li said no more.

After a moment of silence, a boy of similar age asked: "Since you can sense it, can you detoxify it?"

"No." Zheng Li shook his head, "Although I can sense it, I am a Power Attack System Spirit Master and have no detoxification abilities."

"Oh..." The boy was quite disappointed.

Wang Xin'er also realized it was a false alarm; she patted her flat chest and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

She gave Zheng Li a resentful look: "You should have finished your sentence! If I had known, I wouldn't have vomited. What a waste..."

Zheng Li glanced at the vomit and said, "You can pick it up and eat it again."

Wang Xin'er: "..."

"Get lost!"

Zheng Li ignored Wang Xin'er; he was in no mood to bicker with a seven-year-old girl.

Seeing this, Wang Xin'er felt quite bored and sat down without drinking the porridge.

Time passed, and nearly five days had gone by.

The carriage was always dim. The time was an estimate Zheng Li made based on the time provided by Xiao Nai.

The Spirit Saint Elder only gave them one meal a day, followed by a speech about the benefits of the Holy Cult, as if he were trying to brainwash Zheng Li and the others.

If that was truly the case, then he was not professional at all.

Wang Xin'er leaned on Zheng Li's shoulder, looking listless, having changed from her lively self at the beginning to her current state.

She was like a shriveled cucumber.

Yet, she still firmly believed that her great-grandmother would come to save her.

Speaking of this, Zheng Li frowned tightly. This shouldn't be right! The Xingluo Imperial Family couldn't be this "useless," could they!

Isn't this carriage suspicious?

Have they still not found any traces?

Besides, where are those people taking them? It's been days already, hasn't it? Have they still not reached their destination?

Unfortunately, Zheng Li had no knowledge of the situation outside, so he could only remain puzzled.

He had once asked Wang Xin'er how she had been captured.

He learned that on the day Zheng Li arrived in Xingluo City, Wang Xin'er had a bit of a falling out with her great-grandmother, Wang Xian'er—or rather, it was a one-sided dispute from Wang Xin'er.

That afternoon, Wang Xian'er had promised to go shopping with Wang Xin'er, but who would have guessed that the Xingluo Emperor would have matters to discuss with Wang Xian'er and came to invite her personally.

Consequently, Wang Xian'er left with the emperor, standing Wang Xin'er up. Wang Xin'er's temper flared, and without even notifying her guards, she snuck out.

The guards caught up to her on the outskirts of the city, but Wang Xin'er refused to return, choosing instead to spend the night at her family's house in the suburbs.

The next morning, when her great-grandmother still hadn't come to find her, she felt a bit wronged and decided to go back to ask if her great-grandmother no longer loved her.

Then, just as Xiao Nai had said, she encountered Zheng Li and the others being kidnapped. The guards were no match for the attackers, and she was captured as well.

In the quiet space of the carriage, wisps of golden light flashed through Zheng Li's eyes.

He had long since given the food from the system space to Wang Xin'er, though he had naturally eaten some himself.

Later, Zheng Li discovered a problem: his poison was being neutralized by the Heart of Spirit, and he also felt no hunger, the reason for which was also the Heart of Spirit.

Whenever his body required energy, the Heart of Spirit would supplement his needs by absorbing and converting a peculiar type of energy.

In other words, he was already capable of "abstaining from grains."

Moreover, he had now recovered his Spirit Power and was able to use it.

But it was completely useless!