Jing Hongchen's Scheme! The Holy Spirit Cult Invades!

A small town a hundred li from Shrek City.

After settling Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen, Jing Hongchen entered a small courtyard alone.

In the courtyard, Zhongli Wu, shrouded entirely in a black robe, was guiding a silver-haired youth in his cultivation.

Seeing Jing Hongchen arrive, he waved to the silver-haired youth. "Yuhao, go back inside and cultivate. The hall master and I have matters to discuss."

"Yes, Teacher." Huo Yuhao curiously glanced at Jing Hongchen before obediently returning to his room.

The moment he went inside and shut the door, a miniature Dark Demon Evil God Tiger emerged from his mind. It sprawled across his shoulder and muttered to itself, "Another Titled Douluo. The human world really is terrifying!"

"Little Yuhao, your luck is truly excellent. Not only did such a peerless powerhouse accept you as his disciple, but you also became the Holy Son."

"But precisely because of that, you can't slack off. You must work even harder!"

Huo Yuhao nodded firmly. "Don't worry, Sister Tiger. I'll definitely cultivate diligently!"

"Once I have the strength to avenge myself, I'll find a chance to go to Shrek Academy and avenge you too!"

Outside the small courtyard,

Zhongli Wu poured Jing Hongchen some tea and said quietly, "Hall Master Hongchen, how did things go?"

"How much strength can Mu En still wield now?"

"I've placed everything. You can trigger it whenever you wish." Jing Hongchen took a puff from his pipe and frowned. "Mu En's life force fluctuates between weak and strong. I don't know the details."

"When does Cult Master Zhongli plan to make a move?"

Zhongli Wu sneered. "After this, even if that old bastard doesn't die, he'll be crippled!"

His fingers lightly tapped the tabletop as he said in a deep voice, "As long as your side finishes setting up the fixed soul cannon platforms, I can act at any time!"

Jing Hongchen hesitated for a moment. "Half a day will be enough."

"However... Cult Master Zhongli, I think we can renegotiate the terms of our deal."

"Heh, you still want to make outrageous demands at a time like this?" Zhongli Wu sneered. "You should know that your side was the one that initiated this matter."

"If we call it off now, the Holy Spirit Cult will merely lose a potential Holy Maiden. Now that our cult has a Holy Son, losing one Holy Maiden is no great loss."

"But if Old Mu discovers the things you left behind, what do you think he'll do?"

"You misunderstand, Cult Master." Jing Hongchen waved a hand. "What I mean is that, in addition to the original four ninth-grade fixed soul tools and four eighth-grade fixed soul tools, I'll add another two ninth-grade soul tools!"

"Furthermore, I no longer want the mineral resources you previously promised me!"

"Then what do you want?" Zhongli Wu stared suspiciously at Jing Hongchen.

"The same as you—a person!" Naturally, Jing Hongchen would not reveal the identity of that soul beast in human form. He gave a sinister laugh. "This person is perfectly suited for one of Illustrious Virtue Hall's research projects!"

"Who is this person?"

"A first-year outer academy student, a three-ring Soul Elder named Ye Ming." With a flick of his hand, Jing Hongchen placed a high-resolution photograph on the table.

"This kid is very strong. Cult Master, you'd best send a Titled Douluo after him!"

In Jing Hongchen's eyes, although that brat's self-created martial soul fusion skill was powerful, he only had the strength for that one move.

One Titled Douluo would be enough!

"A three-ring Soul Elder requires us to make such a huge fuss and send a Titled Douluo?"

"Yes! Otherwise, why would he be worth Illustrious Virtue Hall spending so many resources on?"

Zhongli Wu looked at the silver-haired, gold-and-silver-eyed youth in the photograph. After pondering for a long while, he rose to his feet with a light laugh. "Hall Master Hongchen, a pleasant partnership!"

Another day had passed since Ye Ming's match with the Hongchen siblings, yet he still had not received any word from Yan Shaozhe.

Whenever he thought of the pure, abundant energy within the Golden Tree, his heart itched with anticipation.

Just as he was wondering whether he should go block Yan Shaozhe's door tomorrow, Wang Dong emerged after finishing his bath.

Even her short pink hair could not conceal her delicate beauty.

"Yo, little bro, why are your pecs so ridiculously exaggerated?" Ye Ming said with a straight face. "Have you been secretly doing extra training behind my back?"

"N-No, it's just natural talent!"

Wang Dong blushed as she answered, then fled to her bed and sat cross-legged to cultivate.

Ye Ming chuckled and sat on the edge of his bed. "Hey, little bro. When we fought before, how did you pull that spear out of your head at the end?"

"That thing didn't look ordinary!"

There were also two spears in his spiritual sea: the Golden Dragon Spear and the Silver Dragon Spear.

Ye Ming was curious what would happen if Wang Dong's Golden Dragon Spear merged with his own.

Wang Dong opened her eyes, frowning in distress. "To be honest, I didn't know it existed before either."

"When you drove me into a corner, memories about that spear suddenly appeared in my mind."

"It's called the Golden Dragon Spear. My deceased parents sealed it within my mind."

At that, Wang Dong's expression darkened slightly. Clearly, she had thought of the parents she had never met before they passed away.

Ye Ming guiltily glanced at the sky, gave a dry cough, and said, "Can you let me take a look at it?"

"Sure!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Dong rose and lifted a hand, summoning the Golden Dragon Spear from her spiritual sea before handing it to Ye Ming.

Bzzzz!

The instant Ye Ming gripped the Golden Dragon Spear, an invisible hum came from its shaft.

An exuberant emotion flowed from the spear into Ye Ming's mind, while an endless stream of life force spread from its body, nourishing the two of them in the room.

At that moment, the Golden Dragon Spear seemed to have found its true master.

Ye Ming's left hand trembled slightly, and the Golden Dragon Spear obediently fell quiet.

He had a feeling that this dragon spear was like an extension of his arm.

This thing was meant to belong to him.

Ignoring Wang Dong's astonished gaze, Ye Ming made a grasping motion with his right hand. The long-silent Golden Dragon Spear within his spiritual sea quietly appeared in his right hand.

"T-Two Golden Dragon Spears!"

Wang Dong subconsciously rubbed her eyes, her gaze darting between the two Golden Dragon Spears in Ye Ming's hands. "They're identical!"

"B-Boss, could it be that you have a replication ability too?"

She abruptly raised her head and looked into Ye Ming's handsome eyes. Then, thinking of Wang Qiuer's appearance, she muttered in shock, "You have a Golden Dragon Spear identical to mine, and Qiuer looks so much like me."

"Could it be that you and Qiuer are the younger brother and sister our parents left outside?"

At that thought, an inexplicable sourness rose within Wang Dong's heart.

"You're overthinking it." Ye Ming said frankly, "Qiuer and I are real siblings. Our parents are both in the Star Dou Great Forest!"

"Hehe, I see." Wang Dong smiled awkwardly, though a hint of secret delight rose in her heart.

Ignoring Wang Dong's mental whirlwind, Ye Ming held the two Golden Dragon Spears and unconsciously brought them closer together.

He really wanted to know whether the two dragon spears would merge and undergo some strange transformation.

Just as the two dragon spears were about to touch, the pitch-black sky outside suddenly lit up.

Woooo!

A series of urgent flashes came from afar, followed immediately by an earth-shattering explosion.

Rumble!

The ground shook, and the entire dormitory building began to tremble.

Ye Ming's heart jolted. He instinctively separated the two Golden Dragon Spears in his hands, returned one to Wang Dong, and shoved his own back into his spiritual sea.

Damn it, just merging them could cause such a huge commotion?

Did Little Three make a move in the Divine Realm?

The next moment, Xuan Zi's rough, urgent voice resounded throughout Shrek City.

"Enemy attack!!"