Ye Jiaolong: What is the Holy Spirit Cult?!

At dusk, Liu Feng and Ye Guyi brought Ye Jiaolong back to Kaiyan City.

They sought out a healing-type Soul Master to treat Ye Jiaolong.

However, the healer's abilities were limited and provided little effective treatment for Ye Jiaolong.

Ye Guyi's fair little face was filled with worry as she sat by the bedside, holding Ye Jiaolong's hand.

Ye Jiaolong's face was pale, yet she still wore a smile.

"...To have survived is a stroke of great fortune. Liu Feng, thank you. You saved the lives of both mother and daughter."

Liu Feng shook his head and said, "You are both good people who have treated me well. I do not wish to see you hurt."

"Besides, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger... it only came because of me."

Liu Feng felt a sense of self-reproach, caught in the middle and feeling deeply uncomfortable.

In order to "save" him, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger had been wounded by Zi Ji, yet it had still braved the danger to come for him.

Ye Guyi and her mother acted with chivalry, rooting out human trafficking syndicates, and had never harbored ill intentions regarding his value; instead, they had insisted on escorting him home.

Yet, these two parties held an irreconcilable conflict.

Ye Jiaolong gently patted Liu Feng's arm, her eyes filled with gratification.

"Do not take it to heart. When we chose this path, we had already learned to look lightly upon life and death."

"Besides, didn't you save us, Liu Feng? Not everyone would dare to step forward in such a situation."

Liu Feng fell silent for a moment, a sudden thought occurring to him.

In the original story, Ye Guyi appeared alone, and he had originally assumed Ye Jiaolong would die at the hands of the Six Ghosts of Cangshan.

It appeared that was not the case; without him, the mother and daughter could easily have eradicated the Evil Soul Masters.

He would be leaving soon and could not protect them for a lifetime.

"Aunt Ye, I want to tell you something. The Evil Soul Masters... they have a massive organization!"

Liu Feng said suddenly.

Ye Jiaolong's expression changed instantly, and she looked at Liu Feng earnestly.

"This... Liu Feng, are you serious?"

In the common consensus of the Douluo Continent, Evil Soul Masters always acted alone and had never matured into a true threat.

But if the Evil Soul Masters had coalesced into a single force, the level of danger would rise exponentially!

As hunters of Evil Soul Masters, the mother and daughter would likely become a primary target.

Ye Guyi's eyes widened as well. "Little Brother Liu Feng, how do you know this?"

Liu Feng continued, "That organization is called the Holy Spirit Cult. They have more than one Titled Douluo alone! Their headquarters should be in the Sun Moon Empire..."

"..."

The mother and daughter could not help but gasp in succession.

Their next stop was to head to the Sun Moon Empire to track down a group of Evil Soul Masters!

If not for Liu Feng's warning, they would likely have walked straight into a trap!

The Holy Angel clan had only two members left!

"Thank you, Liu Feng. You have saved us mother and daughter once again!"

Ye Jiaolong said solemnly.

"I do not wish to see you hurt." Liu Feng shook his head.

Ye Jiaolong asked a few more questions before finally saying:

"It is getting late, Liu Feng. You should go and get some sleep."

Liu Feng nodded, knowing the mother and daughter had things to discuss.

However, he was touched that they had not questioned his identity.

After Liu Feng left, Ye Guyi helped Ye Jiaolong undress to apply medicine.

Ye Jiaolong's body was covered in abrasions, and several of her bones had been broken by the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

"Mother, what exactly is Little Brother Liu Feng's identity?"

Ye Guyi could not help but feel curious.

An Alien Race member with a powerful first soul skill capable of discerning the aura of Evil Soul Masters.

Even the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger had come for him!

He even knew the secrets of the Evil Soul Masters.

Liu Feng seemed shrouded in layers of mist.

Ye Jiaolong let out a muffled groan; the pain of the medicine caused a thin layer of sweat to bead on her forehead and the tip of her nose.

"It is enough for us to know that Liu Feng saved us and that he is a good child."

Ye Guyi nodded vigorously, "Little Brother Liu Feng is a truly good person!"

Early the next morning.

Just as Liu Feng rose from bed, he faintly caught a familiar scent.

Di Tian!

He had not returned for a day, and Di Tian had actually come looking for him in person.

However, Di Tian did not reveal himself.

Liu Feng felt even more at ease; as long as Sea God Tang San did not interfere in the lower realm, he would basically face no danger for now.

He was just about to knock on the door to enter the room of Ye Jiaolong and her daughter when he heard a burst of scolding from inside.

"...Madam, a fair lady is a good match for a gentleman. I only wish to share a bed with you and foster a beautiful romance, why must you be like this?"

Immediately following, a streak of sword energy was unleashed.

"Bang...!!!"

A man with a goatee fled from the room.

Several guards blocked his path, shouting sternly.

"Audacious woman! How dare you attack the City Lord?!"

Ye Jiaolong and her daughter emerged, their faces flushed with extreme anger.

"Scoundrel! Get lost! Otherwise, my next sword strike will sever your neck!"

Ye Jiaolong raised the Holy Sword, pointing it at the City Lord.

The City Lord scrambled up from the ground, his expression dark as he coldly snorted:

"Ungrateful wretch! Let's see which physician in all of Kaiyan City dares to treat your wounds now!"

With that, he flicked his sleeves and left in a huff.

Ye Jiaolong's body went limp, the Holy Sword in her hand dissipated, and she nearly collapsed.

Liu Feng hurried forward to support her, "Aunt Ye..."

He watched the retreating back of the City Lord and released a trace of his protective Dragon Scale aura, attaching it to the man.

"We must leave... this place is no longer safe to stay!"

Ye Jiaolong said with great effort.

The City Lord held a noble status, and with no Martial Soul Hall to suppress him, his power was even greater.

Even the geniuses of this city had to obtain his permission if they wanted to enroll in Shrek, which spoke volumes.

Liu Feng grunted in agreement; he, too, had caught the City Lord's scent.

It was utterly disgusting!

That was precisely why he intended to borrow Zi Ji's blade to kill him!

"We should go to Suotuo City; there are surely healing-type Spirit Masters there willing to provide treatment."

Ye Guyi suggested.

Ye Jiaolong nodded; it was best to act immediately.

Otherwise, there was no telling what the City Lord might do.

Liu Feng glanced toward a certain spot where Di Tian was located, though it was a pity that Bi Ji had not followed.

If she had, Bi Ji could have treated Ye Jiaolong, and he could have left immediately.

City Lord's Mansion.

Upon returning, the Goatee City Lord flew into a rage, smashing several vases.

"Unreasonable! That slut! She is nothing but a minor Spirit Master, yet she dares to reject me?!"

His attendants stood by, and one of them smirked:

"City Lord, this is a good thing!"

"The more temperamental she is, the more fun you will have once she is dragged back!"

Hearing this, the Goatee City Lord lowered the vase he had raised, pointed at the man's nose, and chuckled:

"You lad are a talent. Quickly, intercept them. Do not touch the child; hold the child hostage, and I don't believe that slut won't submit..."

"Who are you planning to kill?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out from behind them.

Zi Ji watched them coldly, her killing intent surging.

She had been tracking the scent of Liu Feng and the Dragon Scale, but it was intermittent, and she had been unable to pinpoint his location.

However, they discovered the place where Liu Feng and the mother-daughter pair, Ye Jiaolong, had met.

"Another beauty..."

The Goatee City Lord's eyes went straight.

The next second, Zi Ji waved her hand, unleashing a vast expanse of black flames that filled the room.

In an instant, everyone let out shrill, miserable screams!