�Chapter The true meaning of September 18th
Under the leadership of Leng Yaozhu, Qiangu Wuji finally arrived at the bottom of this Spirit Pagoda after passing a series of spiral staircases.
This seems to be Spirit Pagoda's prison. There are countless rooms of various sizes in the corridors, each with its own back.
Qiangu Wuji quickened his pace, took a few steps to Leng Yaozhu, and asked curiously.
"Mom, why did you bring us here?"
Leng Yaozhu pointed forward, Qiangu Wuji looked along, and then noticed a cell at the corner in front, with a person locked inside.
He looked carefully and discovered that it was a middle-aged man with gray hair and dry skin, like a mummy.
"Is this the man in black?"
He looked at him in surprise, and the familiar aura on the other party quickly brought back his memories.
Leng Yaozhu nodded.
"Well, in the past few days, Xiuxiu has treated her, and the injuries you caused him have recovered."
"Oh, that's it."
Qiangu Wuji nodded, and then took a closer look at the man in black.
At this moment, the man was tied tightly in the corner by several chains, looking listless. It was unclear whether he had fainted or simply lacked strength.
Looking back, Qiangu Wuji asked doubtfully.
"Is this related to Class Promotion Tournament in our school?"
Leng Yaozhu smiled without saying a word and walked forward slowly.
Qiangu Wuji saw this and hurriedly followed.
Not long after, the three people came to the cell door.
At this time, the originally listless man in black suddenly seemed to sense the arrival of several people. He raised his eyelids and glanced at a few people, and then said weakly.
"Tell me, what do you want to know?"
Qiangu Wuji looked at this guy in surprise, very puzzled.
No, is this the same lunatic who attacked Shu Family a few days ago, looking like he is dead?
Why are you so honest now?
Thinking of this, Qiangu Wuji turned to look at Leng Yaozhu in confusion and asked uncertainly.
"Mom, did you torture him?"
"I'm not that bored yet," Leng Yaozhu shook his head, and then said with some humor, "That's right, when you were in a coma, someone tried to assassinate this guy, but I found out and stopped him. At that time, this guy didn't believe it, but just yesterday..."
Having said this, she turned her head and looked behind her.
Qiangu Wuji looked for her, and then he noticed that in the prison behind him, there was someone sitting in the corner.
Because it was backlit and he didn't use Six Eyes's ability just now, he didn't notice it.
Take a closer look, isn't this Ling'er?
At this time, the girl was sitting curled up in the corner, and the shadow completely submerged her. You couldn't tell it unless you looked carefully.
"I don't know the reason yesterday, but these two people had an inexplicable quarrel..." Leng Yaozhu smiled softly, seeming to find it ridiculous, "After the quarrel, this guy took the initiative to speak and was willing to talk about anything."
"Ah? It can still be like this..."
Qiangu Wuji is full of ghosts, no, this is too ridiculous, right?
"Hmph, Holy Spirit Cult is unkind, of course I can be unjust!"
The man in black snorted coldly, waiting fiercely for Ling'er on the other side.
"I went through fire and water for Holy Spirit Cult. I don't ask for merit, but I just want to be able to help me after I die."
"But these beasts actually want to refine my soul!"
He cursed angrily, his chest heaving violently, and he was obviously very angry.
Seeing this, Qiangu Wuji was a little confused.
"Refining the soul? What does this mean?"
"Humph, ask the woman behind you."
"Huh?"
Qiangu Wuji was shocked when he heard this and quickly looked at the girl behind him.
Could it be said that this girl was caught on purpose? In fact, the real purpose was to kill the man in black?
As if seeing his doubts, Ling'er specifically raised the heavy Iron Lotus in his hand to express that he was unable to move now.
Seeing this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Yes, no matter how powerful this girl is, she can't break free from this chain. This is a bondage type Soul Tool specially made by Federation to imprison Soul Master. Once it is put on, it can cut off the person's contact with Martial Soul and turn him into an ordinary person.
Forget it, he didn't understand, so he didn't bother to ask. Anyway, that wasn't the purpose of coming here, so he asked out of curiosity.
"Tell me, what did you confess?"
"Hmph, kid, it's okay to tell you. Let's put it this way. In short, it's the purpose of Holy Spirit Cult."
"Huh? Holy Spirit Cult Purpose? What purpose?"
Qiangu Wuji doubts.
The man in black Gui Ling sneered.
"Kid, when you played against Holy Son last time, did you find that his third Soul Skill was a little strange?"
"Holy Son, you mean Tang Wulin?"
Qiangu Wuji was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what he meant, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
Sure enough, just as I thought, that guy became Holy Spirit Cult's Holy Son.
Now there's trouble.
"Well, that's him," Gui Ling said angrily, "That brat was originally picked up by Master Demon Empress. If he hadn't been lucky, how could he have been taken so seriously?"
He thought for a moment, then curled his lips.
"I believe that when you fought him last time, you also saw his Soul Skill's weirdness, right? Yes, his third Soul Skill was personally changed by Lord Demon Empress. The biggest characteristic is that it changed his Martial Soul bloodline, giving him the ability to swallow other people's blood and strengthen himself."
"Sure enough..."
Qiangu Wuji When he heard this, he was secretly shocked.
During the last battle, he felt that Tang Wulin's third Soul Skill was too strong, and it seemed that he had been manipulated by Demon Empress himself.
This can also be explained. Demon Empress is the strongest person in the true sense of the continent, and she is also a Soul Beasts. It is not surprising that she can do such a thing.
But does this have anything to do with the Eastsea Academy holding Class Promotion Tournament?
As if seeing his doubts, Gui Ling opened his mouth to explain again.
"Holy Spirit Cult came to the East Sea this time. The biggest purpose is to hold Spirit Ascension Ritual."
"Holy Spirit Ceremony?" When Qiangu Wuji heard this word, he instantly thought of the ceremony Shu Lian mentioned yesterday, September 18th. Could this be what he was referring to?
Thinking of this, he quickly asked.
"What exactly is this Spirit Ascension Ritual?"
"The so-called Holy Spirit Ceremony is based on the third Soul Skill of Holy Son. At that time, all East Sea's talented Soul Master will be sacrificed for Holy Son to absorb, allowing him to evolve into a Super Douluo in the shortest possible time."
"Hiss!"
Hearing this terrible plan, Qiangu Wuji was mentally prepared and couldn't help but take a breath.
It's crazy to absorb the entire East Sea of Soul Master.
Holy Spirit Cult Are you crazy? Are you ready to go to war with the entire continent?
Right.
Qiangu Wuji calmed down and asked again quickly.
"What is September 18th? The day Spirit Ascension Ritual begins? Why did you choose that day specifically?"
Gui Ling asked him with a sinister smile.
"Young Pagoda Master, think about it for yourself, what day is September 18th?"
"Huh?" Qiangu Wuji frowned in thought, then blurted out, "National Soul Master Tournament!"