"Saintess, Saintess—this is the Saintess's aura!"
"As long as I can bring this information back, this contribution will be enough to earn me entry into the Holy Spirit Cult!"
Facing Ma Xiaotao's pursuit, the Death Messenger showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, a flush of excitement appeared on his face.
He wanted to improve too badly!
Ever since learning that Evil Soul Masters had an organization, he had wanted to join it. Though he called himself the Death Messenger, he had never been valued, which was why he had come to the Douluo Three Kingdoms.
His goal was to do something that would shake the continent, make a name for himself, and draw the attention of the Holy Spirit Cult's higher-ups.
The corpses he had painstakingly collected had been destroyed, and years of savings had gone up in smoke. The Death Messenger had thought he would never catch the eye of the Holy Spirit Cult's upper ranks, yet he had unexpectedly encountered that legend of the Holy Spirit Cult here.
The Saintess truly existed!
Using the terrain to his advantage, the Death Messenger fled frantically.
A cunning rabbit had three burrows. He had long since left several escape routes here.
As for Xuan Zi, a level 98 Super Douluo, no one knew whether rage had clouded his mind or what. He neither used soul skills nor spiritual power. Instead, he turned into a human excavator, crazily following behind the Death Messenger and digging through the earth without pause.
Then, he lost him!
Seeing this from not far away, Jin Heng finally understood why the Young Master privately referred to Xuan Zi as the Supreme Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult.
After what had happened, he also seriously doubted Xuan Zi's identity.
As for why he was here, it was naturally the Young Master's arrangement.
He had long grown accustomed to the Young Master's unfathomable ideas and would not dig into them.
Watching the Evil Soul Master whom Xuan Zi had lost, Jin Heng seemed to understand what the Young Master meant.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Gravity Stomp!"
Jin Heng rose into the air. The faint phantom of a Golden Crocodile appeared behind him, and then, carrying immense force, he slammed heavily into the ground.
"Boom!"
With a muffled roar, a crack opened across the ground. The fleeing Death Messenger was locked onto by that force, and the next instant, he was directly suppressed in a deep pit by overwhelming power. No matter how fiercely he struggled, he could not break free.
Xuan Zi sensed something amiss and arrived belatedly, only to witness this scene.
Remembering what he had said to Jin Heng not long ago, his old face abruptly reddened at the sight before him.
"Did this old bastard's emotions really shift that quickly?"
Jin Heng understood even less when he saw this.
Through the communication Soul Tool connected to the Young Master's side, he constantly kept track of what was happening around Ning Que, so that he could rush over at any moment if something unexpected happened. During this process, he clearly knew what had occurred around the Young Master.
After such a major mistake, Xuan Zi had been heartbroken, guilty, and grief-stricken not long ago, before turning furious. Yet in the blink of an eye, upon seeing that he had captured this Evil Soul Master alive, all his other emotions vanished and were replaced by shame and anger.
He was ashamed of his own embarrassment and angry that Jin Heng had stolen this Evil Soul Master from him.
No matter how a person's emotions changed, there should at least be some process.
But Xuan Zi had none.
In the blink of an eye, all his previous rage and guilt were gone.
Jin Heng suddenly felt that there was indeed a reason Xuan Zi had been able to cultivate to level 98.
A person like him would never have any so-called emotional baggage.
Jin Heng glanced at the Evil Soul Master trapped on the ground, then turned and left.
He did not continue provoking Xuan Zi at this time.
After everything that had happened, Xuan Zi's emotions were highly unstable. If he truly drove Xuan Zi mad and Xuan Zi attacked him, he was alone, and something unexpected might really happen.
As for that Evil Soul Master, he did not take him back for Ye Guyi as a cultivation resource like before. Instead, he left him for Xuan Zi.
Having settled the matter, he brushed off his sleeves and departed, hiding his achievements and fame.
"He... what did he mean by that..."
Looking in the direction Ning Que had left, Xuan Zi seemed to have suffered an unprecedented humiliation.
That silent response was the greatest possible contempt toward him!
Combined with the guarantee he had confidently made earlier, the contrast was like pressing his face into the ground and grinding it hard.
Killing without drawing blood!
For a moment, Xuan Zi's expression twisted savagely. His eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like an ox!
But he had no choice but to suppress the fury in his heart and lower his head to accept this gift.
If... if he returned empty-handed, not only would he have failed to protect the children, he would also be unable to avenge them.
Xuan Zi could not imagine how everyone else would view him then.
In the end, Xuan Zi still endured the humiliation as though swallowing shit and accepted the other party's help.
At the place where Ning Que and the others were, they still suffered a second wave of harm because of Xuan Zi.
Gongyang Mo, whose injuries had not been serious to begin with, was struck by a massive boulder and nearly died on the spot.
"A-Que, I owe you two lives in one day."
"If it weren't for the defensive Soul Tool you gave me, I might already be dead. If it weren't for your timely warning..."
"This debt of gratitude is too great to repay. How about I give myself to you in marriage!"
Ignoring his own injuries, Gongyang Mo helped treat the others while joking with Ning Que.
It sounded like a joke, but how could it not contain some of his true feelings?
This encounter had not only left him owing Ning Que a debt he could never repay, it had also filled him with disappointment in Xuan Zi.
Was it truly right to remain at Shrek Academy when Shrek's next leader was someone like this?
However, Ning Que had tried to recruit him several times in the past, only to be rejected. Now that he wanted to switch allegiances, he felt somewhat too embarrassed to say it.
"Just focus on recovering!"
Ning Que rolled his eyes at Gongyang Mo and casually tossed him a bottle of healing pills.
He had yet to add a soul ring with healing effects, so he naturally carried healing pills with him at all times.
As for the deeper meaning Gongyang Mo had concealed behind his joke, Ning Que had vaguely noticed it as well, but it was not yet the right time.
Gongyang Mo had not completely despaired of Shrek Academy yet. Without experiencing a true contrast, even if he joined the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, it would be difficult for him to truly devote himself to it anytime soon.
Then, Ning Que gave Chen Zifeng and Xi Xi a bottle of healing medicine each.
"Thank you!"
Chen Zifeng said little, but he had already made up his mind to accept Ning Que's recruitment.
After graduating from the academy, he would join the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect.
This debt of gratitude was simply too great.
As for Xi Xi, she had long since given a clear answer in private.
While they treated one another's injuries, Xuan Zi finally returned.
The Evil Soul Master hung from his hand.
In an instant, everyone's gaze focused on Xuan Zi.
Xuan Zi opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but did not know how to begin.
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