Douluo: Founding the Heavenly Court from the Holy Spirit Cult

"Little Hao can be considered a minor powerhouse now."

Feng Ling sighed with emotion. Although the child had not hunted for any soul rings, his strength had been steadily increasing, especially that self-created protective soul skill. Combined with his formidable physical constitution, his combat power was enough to rival a Soul King.

Add to that the Vajra Dharma Body, and he could even put up a fight against a Soul Emperor.

"Do you still not intend to hunt for soul rings?"

Seeing Yang Hao put away his notebook, Feng Ling inquired about the matter of soul rings.

"My hypothesis is nearly perfected; I plan to attempt it within these next few days."

Yang Hao felt expectant inside. Having laid low for three long years, he could finally begin that experiment. Once successful, his path to godhood would officially commence.

"You will definitely fail."

Ma Xiaotao offered a sincere curse—the very sincere kind.

"Be careful."

Feng Ling reminded him with concern. Although she did not know what the little guy was planning, she did not want him to encounter any danger.

"I will be careful."

Nodding, Yang Hao naturally would not joke with his own life. Moreover, those experiments were all conducted outside the body, so even if he failed, he would not hurt himself.

Of course, success would be best.

"Who is she?"

His gaze turned to the rounded woman following behind Feng Ling; her facial features looked somewhat familiar.

"Her name is Xie Yue, her martial soul is Xie Yue. Although she is currently only a Soul Douluo, she possesses a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, and her combat power is on par with a Title Douluo."

Feng Ling introduced her. This was her newly recruited subordinate, who not only had strength and potential but also possessed excellent administrative capabilities.

"Martial soul Xie Yue, and her eighth soul ring is a hundred-thousand-year soul ring?"

Yang Hao was surprised, feeling puzzled in his heart.

It seemed there was no such character in the Holy Spirit Cult in the original work.

"Does she have any connection to the Sun Moon Empire imperial family?"

He thought of the Sun Moon Empire, whose inherited martial souls were the sun and the moon.

"There should be some connection to our ancestors."

Xie Yue spoke in reply, indicating that there was indeed some relation.

She was not lying about this; their ancestral lineage originated from the imperial family of the Sun Moon Empire, but they were losers in the struggle for the throne and subsequently fled to the Heaven Dou Empire.

"Use your martial soul and soul skills to let me see; this is the first time I have seen this kind of martial soul."

Yang Hao expressed curiosity; after all, that was a moon martial soul.

Xie Yue glanced at Feng Ling, and upon seeing her nod, she manifested her martial soul, Xie Yue.

A blood-colored full moon rose, emitting a powerful evil aura, accompanied by a soul ring configuration of two yellow, two purple, three black, and one red.

She then unleashed her soul ring skills. Yang Hao watched intently until he saw the effect of the fifth soul skill, at which point his eyes grew subtle.

As the fifth soul skill was unleashed, Xie Yue's martial soul evolved into a crescent shape, separating into a new crescent that descended, spinning and slicing like a grim reaper's scythe.

Next was the sixth soul skill. The full moon turned black—that was the dark attribute—with only a blood-colored halo formed by the power of the blood moon martial soul at the edges.

The martial soul then descended, causing a massive explosion that blasted a deep, large crater into the hard ground.

"The eighth soul skill is too powerful; this place is not suitable for unleashing it."

After saying this, Xie Yue retracted her martial soul.

"I heard that the Dragon God Douluo has a great-grandson whom he dotes on very much. When he was very young, he found him a child bride named Zhang Lexuan, whose martial soul is the moon."

"Should I call you Xie Yue, or Zhang Lexuan?"

Yang Hao pointed it out with interest. He was basically certain that this woman was Zhang Lexuan, he just didn't understand why she had suddenly come to the Holy Spirit Cult.

Before he could finish speaking, Xie Yue—no, it should be Zhang Lexuan—erupted. She manifested her martial soul again, this time in its true form, and activated her eighth soul skill.

Although she did not understand how this Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult had seen through her, the situation was now dangerous, and she had to kill him.

She had already learned that this Holy Spirit Cult was manufacturing a type of explosive firearm with power comparable to soul tools, and it could be mass-produced. The source of everything was this Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult, and since he also held a grudge against their Shrek, he had to be eliminated.

"Presumptuous!"

Feng Ling shouted coldly. The powerful soul power of a Super Douluo erupted, directly suppressing Zhang Lexuan and interrupting the soul ring and soul bone skills she was about to unleash.

The gap in soul power levels between the two was too great, and Feng Ling had been on guard ever since Yang Hao spoke, striking at the very first moment.

However, Zhang Lexuan had also been prepared. She took out a lotus flower—a metal lotus flower. It was the Tang Sect's strongest mechanical hidden weapon: the Buddha Fury Tang Lotus.

She had made full preparations for this outing and brought many things. Tang Sect hidden weapons were mechanical in nature, silent when used, and best suited for sneak attacks and raids.

As a mechanical hidden weapon, it could be activated even without soul power, and because the Buddha Fury Tang Lotus was detonated by gunpowder, it required no spring compression to build up force and could erupt instantly.

"Boom!"

With a thunderous explosion, numerous sharp blades flew out, transforming into a metal storm.

However, Yang Hao had long been prepared.

He activated the Cold Jade Heart to form an ice armor for defense; only one blade managed to graze his cheek before the ice armor fully covered him, or rather, it was a scratch Yang Hao had intentionally allowed.

The poison smeared on the blade eroded rapidly, but it was resisted and decomposed by the power of the Gold of Life, leaving only a small patch of skin infected and corroded by the toxin.

"How bold!"

Feng Ling was enraged. A massive soul pressure forced Zhang Lexuan to her knees, sealing the meridians within her body and shaking her internal organs, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ignoring her own injuries, Zhang Lexuan stared fixedly at the youth who showed no signs of poisoning, her heart filled with regret.

"Sister Lexuan."

Ma Xiaotao was stunned, then grew anxious.

Is this really Sister Lexuan?

How could Sister Lexuan have become like this?

And she even came to this Holy Spirit Cult.

"There really is a problem."

Feng Ling's killing intent was becoming manifest.

Daring to come to their Holy Spirit Cult as a spy was a capital offense in itself, and now, to actually strike at Xiao Haozi, it was a crime among crimes.

"Teacher, no, I beg you, please don't kill Sister Lexuan."

Ma Xiaotao hurriedly stepped forward to plead; she absolutely could not let Sister Lexuan die.

"Rest assured, I couldn't bear to kill such an excellent beauty."

Feng Ling sneered. Since Shrek Academy dared to send people over, they would keep them; their Holy Spirit Cult had no shortage of methods.

"How did you recognize me?"

Zhang Lexuan did not care about her own life or death, her eyes locked onto the youth.

She believed her disguise was perfect; not only had her Martial Soul transformed, but the effects of her soul skills had also changed significantly, she had even gained quite a bit of weight, and she had practiced disguising her voice. Even those closest to her would find it difficult to recognize her.

For instance, Xiaotao hadn't recognized her, so how had this youth managed to do so?

Chapter 37: The Way of Tea!

"Why would I tell you?"

Yang Hao did not have the bad habit of explaining things to enemies, and he immediately looked at Feng Ling.

"Can our methods completely control her? I don't want to be sabotaged in the future."

He could guess Feng Ling's thoughts, and he had seen all the methods the Holy Spirit Cult used to control people; they were not perfect and carried the risk of backfiring.

The future Ma Xiaotao was a prime example, awakened by Huo Yuhao and then acting as a mole, making a huge contribution to the destruction of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Tang Ya had also been restored; clearly, those methods all had flaws.

If he was going to do it, he had to do it perfectly; he didn't want to be suddenly sabotaged one day.

"She has a 100,000-year Soul Ring and a 100,000-year head Soul Bone; it will be difficult."

Feng Ling frowned, feeling that this was a thorny issue.

"Kill me then. You will never be able to control me."

Zhang Lexuan was resolute; before coming, she had already prepared herself to face death.

"Beautiful sister, when there is an opportunity in the future, we shall capture that great-grandson of the Dragon God Douluo and let the husband and wife reunite.

Perhaps we can even invite that Dragon God Douluo over, then choose a prime piece of geomantic land for his burial, which would also make it convenient for the young couple to observe their mourning."

After thinking for a moment, Yang Hao offered a kind suggestion.

They were an engaged young couple, childhood sweethearts at that; one simply couldn't tear them apart.

Doing something as heaven-defying and resentment-inducing as breaking up a pair of lovebirds was absolutely forbidden.

"You are despicable!"

Zhang Lexuan could no longer hold back; this Holy Spirit Cult Holy Son was truly despicable.

"Then we should just find a chance to kill him directly. Perhaps, struck by the pain of losing his grandson, that Dragon God Douluo, who is already in poor condition, will die of excessive grief and go to reunite with his grandson.

When an old man's friends and relatives are all dead, living is also a form of suffering; we should help that old man end his pain."

As Yang Hao spoke, he even displayed a compassionate expression, and he even took out a Golden Light Type soul tool tube to shine upon himself, adding a sense of holiness.

"By the way, there is also this big-breasted and brainless woman who has been harboring ulterior motives, wanting to return to Shrek Academy. Why don't we let you all reunite?"

His gaze turned toward the anxious Ma Xiaotao; this woman was truly someone whose body was in the camp of Cao but whose heart was with Han.

"Shameless!"

Zhang Lexuan was so angry that her chest heaved violently, and she nearly bit her teeth to pieces.

How could a person be so despicable and shameless to this extent?