You're So Cute

The Holy Spirit Cult was the most powerful Evil Soul Master organization of the Peerless Tang Sect era.

Supreme Elder Ye Xishui, Great Enshrined Long Xiaoyao, Cult Leader Zhong Liwu, and Vice Leader Feng Ling commanded countless Titled Douluo, including several Grade 9 Soul Engineers.

Their strength was enough to make every faction on the continent feel ashamed.

But Evil Soul Masters were rats, fit only to hide in dark, damp corners.

The Holy Spirit Cult had spent hundreds of years in hiding, finally building up enough strength to secretly join forces with the Sun Moon Empire.

The current crown prince, Xu Tianran, was an ambitious man who couldn't stand being idle. He wanted to unite the Douluo Continent.

For the Holy Spirit Cult to grow and strengthen, it needed to cooperate with Xu Tianran.

The Holy Spirit Cult wanted to claim a share of the spoils when the war of unification began, further expanding its own power.

Zhong Liwu had only recently reached an agreement with Xu Tianran, and now this had happened.

"Someone out there is framing the Holy Spirit Cult."

After calming down, Zhong Liwu paced back and forth. Then he suddenly stopped, struck by a thought. "No, that's not right! The Holy Spirit Cult never shows itself, and we strictly forbid anyone from going to the Douluo Continent. We've been lying low in the Sun Moon Empire all this time. How could that person know about our cult? Even the message they left was written in our name. Could there be a spy within the cult?"

After thinking it over for a long while, Zhong Liwu slowly shook his head. "That person was able to kill Old Heavenly Dragon, a Level 95 Super Douluo, without anyone noticing. They're deliberately stirring up hatred for the Holy Spirit Cult in our name, clearly trying to frame us. I can't kill someone like that. If we can recruit them, our cult's overall strength will surely increase tremendously in a short time."

Just then, Feng Ling approached, her face hidden behind a black veil and her figure graceful. "Cult Leader, Xu Tianran sent word asking what exactly happened on the Douluo Continent."

"What happened? I'd like to know that myself!" Zhong Liwu's chest heaved with anger.

If mud got on your trousers, it looked like shit whether it was or not.

That imposter causing trouble in the outside world was tarnishing the Holy Spirit Cult's name.

"Summon the Eighth Elder."

Before long, Sleep Nightmare Douluo, the Eighth Elder, arrived.

"Set off for the Douluo Continent immediately and secretly investigate the person impersonating our cult. If possible, do your best to recruit them. After all, they can no longer show their face anywhere on the Douluo Continent. The Holy Spirit Cult is their only place to go."

"I obey, Cult Leader."

Sleep Nightmare Douluo left the Demon Forest that very day and set off for the Douluo Continent.

Because of Bibi Dong, the Douluo Continent had fallen into a state of extreme panic. All the major factions had mobilized to wipe out the Evil Soul Masters.

The Sun Moon Empire was naturally pleased to see the Douluo Continent in chaos. Some hawkish ministers even urged the empire to seize this opportunity and attack the continent, but Crown Prince Xu Tianran put a stop to it.

The reason was simple: the time wasn't right.

Current Snow Hatred Value: 357900

"Mom's really something."

Qin Chuan was enjoying the peaceful days at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy. He, Qian Renxue, and Ye Guyi had now moved up to third year.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Ziwen was still their homeroom teacher. The previous homeroom teacher of Class One had been replaced by a Level 7 Soul Engineer.

"Will she be all right?" Qian Renxue asked worriedly.

"Don't worry. The only person who could kill her has already ascended to the Divine Realm. Across the entire continent, she's the only one who kills others. Who could possibly kill her?" Qin Chuan wasn't worried about Bibi Dong at all.

The most outstanding Pope of ten thousand years ago, Sea God Tang San's greatest enemy, Bibi Dong, wielder of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, definitely wouldn't fall in this era.

Before long, class was about to start. Once everyone had taken their seats, Qin Chuan sat up straight. Suddenly, he sensed someone watching him from behind.

Qin Chuan didn't react at all.

After a forty-five-minute class, lunchtime soon arrived.

"You're Qin Chuan?"

The newcomer was a neat-looking eight-year-old boy with a tender face full of arrogance. A pretty little girl stood beside him. They were obviously siblings.

"You're... Xiao Hongchen?"

Xiao Hongchen was slightly taken aback. He hadn't even introduced himself yet. How did this guy know who he was?

"How did you know who I was?"

Qin Chuan smiled at Xiao Hongchen's confusion. "Who doesn't know? They say you're the academy's greatest genius in nearly a hundred years. I saw you from a distance when I first arrived."

"Really? That's what they say?"

"Of course!"

"You've got a good eye!"

Xiao Hongchen had nearly fallen for the kid's flattery. He'd heard the academy had a genius even more exceptional than himself, someone who had become a Second-Class Soul Engineer just ten days after enrolling and had made history among Soul Engineers.

It had taken him a whole month to become a Level 1 Soul Engineer, and he'd already been hailed as the academy's greatest genius in nearly a hundred years. Xiao Hongchen had always believed it himself.

Now, out of nowhere, Qin Chuan had appeared, and Xiao Hongchen was very unhappy about it.

Since Qin Chuan had just moved up to third year today, Xiao Hongchen had planned to give him a warning.

But Qin Chuan reacted quickly. As soon as he realized Xiao Hongchen had come looking for trouble, he came up with a clever response.

Watching her brother lose the upper hand before the fight had even begun, Meng Hongchen smiled to herself.

Xiao Hongchen glared at his sister. After a moment's hesitation, he said evenly, "I'm the Xiao Hongchen you mentioned. I'm here for one reason: I want to have a fair Soul Engineer duel with you."

His words immediately caught the attention of the entire class.

Qin Chuan was interested too. He asked, "What are the rules?"

"You've only just become a Second-Class Soul Engineer, so I won't bully you. The rules are simple. We'll each make a second-class Soul Tool within the time limit, then use our Soul Tools to duel. What do you say?"

"Sounds fine, but what are we wagering?"

"This fifth-grade Defensive Soul Tool, the Red Dust Kinship, was made for me by my grandfather. If you win, it's yours. What about you?"

Qin Chuan spent one thousand Snow Hatred Value to exchange for a purple-glowing Right Arm Soul Bone.

"This is a Right Arm Soul Bone from a thousand-year-old Man Faced Demon Spider. You know that Soul Beasts like Man Faced Demon Spiders have gone extinct in our era. Just imagine how precious the Right Arm Soul Bone it produced must be."

When Qin Chuan brought out such a treasure as a Soul Bone, the young students in the classroom all looked at it eagerly. Xiao Hongchen was no exception.

Soul Bones had another use in the Sun Moon Empire: they could be used to make Soul Tools.

"Good! It's a deal."

"It's a deal."

Qin Chuan put away the Man Faced Demon Spider's Right Arm Soul Bone and left the classroom with Xiao Hongchen.

Qian Renxue and Ye Guyi followed the crowd out. They were curious to see just how skilled Qin Chuan had become at making Soul Tools.

"I'm sorry. My brother was too impulsive, and I couldn't stop him." Meng Hongchen gave him an apologetic smile.

"It's good for young people to be passionate. Competition helps you improve."

"You're only six. Why do you talk like an old man?"

"I'm just mature for my age."

"Yeah, right. You're just a little brat."

"Aren't you?"

"You!"

"But seriously, you're really cute."

Meng Hongchen heard him and felt her cheeks redden before she even realized it.