Long Yeyue Wet Herself

Half a quarter-hour ago, at the highest point of the East Sea City Municipal Hall, City Lord Ye Yin was introducing the city to the prominent figures Long Yeyue and Leng Yaozhu.

"This is the Soul Eye Surveillance System we recently introduced to East Sea City, which has been integrated into the internal systems of our mecha squads."

"It can track every single member of the mecha squads. Sister Yue, Tower Master Leng, please look—these dozens of red dots are currently moving rapidly toward the Braised Beef Shop."

City Lord Ye Yin said with a puzzled expression, "It is very rare for a mecha battalion to mobilize within the city like this."

"Could it be that traces of the Holy Spirit Cult have been discovered in the city?"

As he was pondering this, the dozens of red dots on the silver screen suddenly vanished.

He said with some embarrassment, "The Soul Eye Surveillance System was only just introduced; it's normal for it to have a few glitches."

Just then, a cold voice declaring a Way of Seeking Death echoed throughout all of East Sea City.

Long Yeyue, an old woman who loved being called "Sister," wore a meaningful smile on her face. "It seems the Soul Guidance Surveillance System isn't the one with the problem."

"It is East Sea City that has a problem."

"Little Ye, don't be nervous. I shall go and investigate on your behalf."

She then looked toward Leng Yaozhu. "Tower Master Leng, are you interested in coming along?"

Leng Yaozhu smiled, her expression as radiant as a blooming peony. "Since an elder invites, I dare not refuse!"

"Then let's go!"

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

The two figures had already vanished from the Municipal Hall. How could East Sea City Lord Ye Yin sit still?

He hurriedly rose to give chase.

Accompanying him were a group of other East Sea municipal officials.

However, their speed could not compare to that of Long Yeyue and Leng Yaozhu.

Long Yeyue was the former Deputy Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion at Shrek, a possessor of the twin Light and Dark Holy Dragon martial souls, a ninety-nine-level Limit Douluo over two hundred years old, and a four-word Battle Armor master.

Leng Yaozhu was the Deputy Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda.

Her strength was in no way inferior to that of Long Yeyue.

With their formidable power and esteemed status, it was only natural that they were faster.

When they arrived at the scene of the Braised Beef Shop, they were met with a shocking sight: the ground was littered with the wreckage of mechas.

"What happened here?" Leng Yaozhu exclaimed in surprise.

Yet, the surroundings were deathly quiet.

When Guang Biao had brought the mechas over, he had cleared the area, leaving only Xie Xie, Gu Yue, Tang Wulin, and Li Luo, who sat on the ground with his eyes tightly shut.

Long Yeyue said with a slight tremor in her voice, "When I saw it at the Municipal Hall just now, there were roughly forty mechas that came here."

"Were all these mechas destroyed by someone?"

"Who could have done this?"

Her cold gaze swept over Xie Xie and the others. "Speak! Was it you lot? You have some nerve!"

"Pavilion Master Long, aren't we being a bit rash?" Leng Yaozhu interjected, her voice gentle and mellow.

"They look like mere children to me. The highest soul power level among them doesn't even exceed twenty. To say they did this seems a bit far-fetched."

Under normal circumstances, Long Yeyue's question would have been absurd and completely devoid of logic.

Anyone with eyes could see that it was impossible for Xie Xie and his companions to kill a six-ring Soul Emperor equipped with a Purple Pole Mecha.

But Long Yeyue was not a normal person; her train of thought was highly unconventional.

"Tower Master Leng, you don't understand. The people of the Holy Spirit Cult are experts at disguise. Ten thousand years ago, our predecessors at Shrek suffered greatly because of this."

"Back then, that senior led the Shrek Surveillance Team to the Death Mountain Range to eradicate evil soul masters."

"Seeing that the strongest among the evil soul masters was only a five-ring Soul King, the senior let the Seven Monsters of that generation lead the younger ones into action."

"As a result, several of the Seven Monsters died on the spot, and the remaining ones were severely injured."

"This forced our Shrek Academy to send out the younger, not-yet-fully-grown students to compete in the tournament that year."

"Fortunately, the great His Excellency Spirit Eye turned the tide, and our Shrek Academy did not lose the championship."

Long Yeyue's voice was filled with deep emotion.

Every night, she studied the biography of that Shrek Academy senior, all to avoid repeating the same mistakes.

And so, this time, Long Yeyue had truly stumbled upon the truth by accident.

Tang Wulin and Xie Xie were both lacking in composure; their lips were pale. They were the ones who had killed the men, and they were the ones who had destroyed the mechas.

And this old woman before them had seen through them at a single glance.

It was truly terrifying.

Gu Yue was not afraid; she had gone to human society to study for the sake of the spirit beasts' revival.

But now that she had found a wife, her sense of mission regarding the revival of the spirit beasts had vanished.

She only wanted a warm home and a happy life with her wife.

"At worst, I'll just take the Dragon Queen and fight my way out." A hint of killing intent appeared on Gu Yue's face.

Long Yeyue's aura erupted. "Tower Master Leng, do you understand now? Look at their expressions; it was them."

Seeing the reactions of Xie Xie and the others, Leng Yaozhu was stunned. Could Long Yeyue actually be right?

Long Yeyue looked excited. "These cultists are experts at disguise."

"Especially this one who is deliberately keeping his eyes closed. Who knows? He might go berserk the moment we make a move!"

"To capture the bandits, first capture the ringleader!"

Long Yeyue suddenly unleashed the might of a Limit Douluo, terrifying and overwhelming like a collapsing mountain. She reached out with a withered hand, grabbing toward Li Luo, who was sitting on the ground.

"How dare you!"

A grand, vast voice exploded directly inside Long Yeyue's mind.

The martial souls within her, the Bright Sacred Dragon and the Dark Sacred Dragon, were cowering.

They were paying homage to their King!

At that moment, Long Yeyue suddenly felt that she was courting death.

Her legs trembled.

She had even wet her diaper!

What kind of terrifying existence was this?

The Bright Sacred Dragon and the Dark Sacred Dragon within her were struggling, trying to tear themselves out of her body.

They wanted to submit to that great existence...

"No!"

Long Yeyue frantically unleashed her soul power, a monstrous torrent like a tsunami, pouring it all between her legs.

"Run!"

Long Yeyue fled in a panic, disappearing into the horizon...

Only after she had escaped the East Sea did she dare to look back.

Sensing that the terrifying existence was not looking at her, she finally stopped, wiping the bead-sized sweat from her forehead.

She had been scared out of her wits!

She swore that she would never come to the East Sea again.

Setting Long Yeyue aside, at the Braised Beef Shop, the beautiful Leng Yaozhu watched the disappearing Long Yeyue, her mouth agape in such shock that an egg could have fit inside.

As for what kind of egg, that was unknown.

Leng Yaozhu did not know why Long Yeyue had run away.

"Could it be that Pavilion Master Long realized her words were too absurd and felt embarrassed, so she ran off?"

Leng Yaozhu suppressed the doubts in her heart and looked at Xie Xie and the others.

"Children, don't be afraid. I believe that what happened here has nothing to do with you."

She said gently, "Can you tell me what happened here?"

Tang Wulin's lips twitched; he didn't know what to say. Should he tell this beautiful, kind-hearted big sister that this did have something to do with them?

Xie Xie's eyes darted away.

Gu Yue looked up at the sky.

Leng Yaozhu's heart sank bit by bit. "Could Pavilion Master Long have been right?"

Just as she was losing her composure, a gentle voice rang out.

"Senior, you are right. This has absolutely nothing to do with us."

"Hmm?" Leng Yaozhu looked at the source of the voice.

It was Li Luo.