Qiangu Dongfeng: The Holy Spirit Sect is merely a dog I keep.

"Who has the guts to be so bold?

To be so blind as to dare snatch someone from the Spirit Pagoda!

Wait there. I shall seize his soul immediately and make him come and apologize!"

"It is a Title Douluo from Eastsea City who specializes in blood manipulation!"

That fellow Blood Shadow?

"Calm your anger first. Let us talk this over slowly."

Ghost Emperor was extremely cruel to ordinary people, and his eyes held no emotional ripples.

His expression and attitude depended entirely on the other party's status—not because of how noble they were, but because of how much utility they held for the Holy Spirit Sect.

His attitude would shift with great flexibility, such as with the Qiangu Clan.

For generations, their Holy Spirit Sect had engaged in transactions with the Qiangu Clan.

After all, Evil Soul Masters also needed to upgrade their spirit souls; otherwise, where would they get those exotic spirit rings?

They were all obtained in the Spirit Ascension Platform.

The fact that Evil Soul Masters could enter the Spirit Ascension Platform to absorb spiritual power and increase the age of their spirit rings was entirely due to the secret machinations of the Qiangu Clan.

They could not do without the Qiangu Clan, but the Qiangu Clan was also held hostage by them because of this. They traded with and leveraged each other.

He did not care about others, but he would still give some face to Qiangu Dongfeng. Furthermore, their current insane plan required Qiangu Dongfeng to help them operate; stealing that thing would still require a fair amount of effort.

However, giving Qiangu Dongfeng face did not mean he had to yield on everything.

While stalling Qiangu Dongfeng, his hands were already frantically tapping on his communication device. After inputting the keywords, his intelligence-gathering subordinates quickly transmitted all information regarding Proud Arrival City to him.

After reading it, a look of realization dawned on him: A genius with Twin Martial Souls, possessing the potential of an Evil Soul Master.

No wonder this Qiangu Dongfeng is so anxious. However, our Holy Sect will not let such a genius slip through our fingers either!

Ghost Emperor thought to himself, while on the other end, Qiangu Dongfeng had already begun to urge him: "Hurry and make that piece of trash release Lin Tian. That kid is my man, and he will become a pillar of our Spirit Pagoda in the future!"

"A small matter. Wait, I will go and ask what is going on. There will be a result within a day."

"A day is too late!

Han Tianyi is already preparing to use soul guidance satellites and the super-brain domain to perform simulated calculations. That idiot is not like your Holy Spirit Sect; he has no anti-soul guidance satellite devices, not even decent spiritual fluctuation interference devices. Moreover, he is in the sea area near Eastsea City, where there is no urban interference.

Han Tianyi can find his hiding place in a day, so I can wait for you for half a day at most!"

How arrogant!

Ghost Emperor scoffed in disdain, but his face still wore a strange smile: "Rest assured, I will give you a reply in half a day at most."

"Hmph, fine, I will wait for you for half a day!"

Qiangu Dongfeng ended the call quite arrogantly.

In his view, the Holy Spirit Sect was merely a black glove he held in his hand—a dog raised by the Qiangu Clan that would only be tossed a bone if it performed well.

After all, these evil elements of the Holy Spirit Sect could only enter the Spirit Ascension Platform thanks to the Qiangu Clan; he had them firmly under his thumb.

He would have this genius in half a day; Qiangu Dongfeng was in a great mood.

In truth, as spirit masters developed to this day, Twin Martial Souls were not as rare as the legends suggested.

After all, Twin Martial Souls were rare in the past because they could obtain exaggerated spirit ring ratios, but now everyone could.

Moreover, because of the two martial souls, the total spiritual capacity of a Twin Martial Soul user was limited; the age of the spirit souls distributed between the two martial souls was actually inferior to other top-tier spirit masters.

However, the drive of a Twin Martial Soul genius was indeed fierce; the advantages brought by two martial souls were incomparable to anyone else, he admitted that.

The main thing was not to let Leng Yaozhu and her lot get their hands on him; that was the most important point.

At this moment, at the Holy Spirit Sect headquarters, after casually dealing with Qiangu Dongfeng, Ghost Emperor opened his communication device and dialed a hidden number.

Although there were many Title Douluos in the Holy Spirit Sect, there were not so many that he could not remember them; at the very least, he had a way to contact each one.

Thus, he immediately dialed Blood Shadow's communication. Because he was on an island, the signal was relatively slow, but after a moment, it connected with a series of beeps.

"Hehehe, hello."

A crisp, youthful voice came through.

Ghost Emperor froze for a moment, then immediately let out a hoarse voice: "I am Ghost Emperor. Where is Blood Shadow?

Tell him to get over here and report!"

"Ghost Emperor?

What is that?

Who are you?

I am looking for your master, Blood Fiend."

Ghost Emperor had actually already sensed that something was wrong. How could Blood Fiend's most private communication device be in the hands of someone else?

Even the closest person would not have it.

Sure enough, after the other side heard his words, a wicked, charming laugh soon came through. The voice was childish but carried an evil aura, sounding exceptionally grating to his ears: "Hahahaha, you are looking for him?"

Hahahaha, he was eaten by me, what should I do?

So delicious, so delicious!

"You, what did you say?"

Shock appeared in the eyes of Ghost Emperor, and his hand couldn't help but tremble. This guy across from me is abnormally evil, and he's not even old. Just what kind of thing did Blood Fiend cultivate?

Who exactly is this?

Who are you?

What relation are you to Blood Fiend?

How did you eat him?

"I don't know. He grabbed me and gave me an evil-corrupted martial soul, but it ended up being eaten by my own martial soul instead. It's so wonderful, his blood... hahahaha, are you going to let me eat you too?"

As he spoke, Lin Tian began to cackle with a crazed, evil laugh. The laughter echoed through the secret chamber, punctuated by the occasional gurgling sound of drinking water.

However, Ghost Emperor knew very well that the person across from him was not drinking water, but blood.

Although the difference between the sound of drinking water and drinking blood was extremely subtle, experts of their older generation could still distinguish them; after all, they had been drinking it for many years.

"You, you are actually that little brat who just awakened his martial soul that he snatched away? What exactly is your martial soul?

What kind of thing did he corrupt you with?

You, a guy without a single soul ring, how could you possibly devour a Titled Douluo?"

Ghost Emperor fired off a series of questions, but there was no reply from the other side, only manic laughter and frantic drinking.

Ghost Emperor could easily tell that after a brief moment of clarity, this guy had completely descended into madness.

No, that wasn't quite right either!

However, to be able to devour a Titled Douluo immediately after being corrupted was a talent unseen throughout the ages, even several times stronger than Underworld Emperor. This was absolutely a monster among monsters; he had to be brought back to the Holy Sect to be properly cultivated.

Thus, Ghost Emperor immediately dialed a high-priority number: "Are you there?

Are you there?

Are you there?"

"Ghost Emperor, is it that urgent?"

The reply came quickly from the other side.

Seeing this, Ghost Emperor immediately spoke with urgency: "Leng Yulai, I am sending you a coordinate now. Proceed to that location immediately.

Bring the medicine to treat the side effects of evil corruption, the holy medicine. You must arrive in the shortest time possible and save a six-year-old boy who has fallen into a berserk state. Remember, at maximum speed, you must arrive within one hour!"

"Wow!

You want me to get from the Far North Lands to Eastsea City in one hour, and to the Eastsea coast at that? Ghost Emperor, are you trying to get me killed?"