Zhongli Wu: Mother, This Secret Realm Was Practically Tailor-Made for Our Holy Spirit Cult!
"Elder Xuan, could the person you mean be..." Xu Sanshi scratched his head, unable to react right away.
"The person I mean is naturally Senior Chen Hai."
Xuan Zi gave a light cough, concealing the greedy smile beneath his bandages.
"Senior Chen Hai is the Sea God Tang San's agent in the mortal world!
If the secret realm Tang Ya mentioned truly is the Divine Inheritance Grounds, then with Senior Chen Hai's insight, he will surely see through its true nature at a glance."
"But Elder Xuan, where are we supposed to find Senior Chen Hai?"
Huo Yuhao looked doubtful.
He had also witnessed that earth-shattering battle. After Senior Chen Hai and Qian Jue fought each other to a standstill, they fled in different directions. By now, neither had been heard from again.
"This..." The question stumped Xuan Zi. He had been so caught up in his excitement that he truly had not considered that issue.
"Isn't that simple!"
Xu Sanshi's eyes rolled. "We'll spread the news directly. One person tells ten, ten tell a hundred.
As long as we make enough of a stir, Senior Chen Hai will definitely rush over once he hears that a divine miracle has appeared in the Ming Dou Mountains."
"Mm, not bad. That was precisely what I intended to say."
Xuan Zi shamelessly went along with it, nodding in satisfaction.
"Sanshi, it seems you've improved quite a bit. You thought of the exact same plan as I did."
"Then we shouldn't delay. Let's get moving." Bei Bei was already struggling to contain himself.
The group immediately split up and acted according to the plan.
In the blink of an eye, several days passed.
News of a God Rank secret realm appearing in the Ming Dou Mountains spread across the entire continent as though it had grown wings. Major factions stirred at the news, and undercurrents surged.
Naturally, the wind also reached the ears of the Holy Spirit Cult lurking in the shadows.
Within the eerie and sinister headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult.
"Mother, the information regarding the secret realm in the Ming Dou Mountains has been confirmed!"
Zhongli Wu, the Holy Spirit Cult's leader, bowed slightly as he reported to Ye Xishui before him, his tone filled with barely concealed fervor.
"Just now, our Sixth Consecrated Elder, Zhang Peng, personally went to investigate. To his surprise, he obtained a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone outside the secret realm!
Not only that, his Soul Power, which had been stagnant for years, actually broke through by one rank because of it!"
"Oh? Even Zhang Peng's cultivation could be raised?"
Ye Xishui slowly turned around, a trace of surprise flashing through her blood-red eyes. "Other than that, what else is unusual about the secret realm?"
"According to Consecrated Elder Zhang, it is practically a treasure vault! Heavenly treasures long extinct in the outside world cover the ground, Soul Bones are piled up like mountains, and there is even a spirit spring that can directly cleanse one's marrow and raise Soul Power!"
Zhongli Wu said excitedly, "However, this secret realm has a strange rule.
Each person can only take one item with them when they leave. After weighing his options, Consecrated Elder Zhang took a dark-attributed Soul Bone that was seventy thousand years old."
"There is actually such a restriction?" Ye Xishui narrowed her eyes slightly, finally showing some interest.
"Yes! Mother, I dare guarantee that this secret realm is an unparalleled opportunity tailor-made for our Holy Spirit Cult!" Zhongli Wu hurriedly stepped forward.
"Why do you say that?" Ye Xishui asked.
Zhongli Wu took a deep breath and explained while suppressing his excitement:
"This is what happened. When Consecrated Elder Zhang arrived, the secret realm's entrance was already surrounded by Soul Masters from all factions.
Rumor had it that the secret realm could only be opened by gathering the resonating Soul Power of over ten thousand Soul Masters.
Consecrated Elder Zhang had initially planned to hide in the dark and observe, but he could not resist approaching to test it.
Who would have thought that the instant he touched the relic's barrier, he passed straight through without any obstruction!
Not only him—even several Evil Soul Master elders from our cult who accompanied him could ignore the condition requiring 'over ten thousand people' and enter or leave freely!"
"Therefore, I dare conclude this!" Blood-red light blazed in Zhongli Wu's eyes.
"This place is absolutely the inheritance grounds left behind by some evil god who commands darkness and slaughter!
That supposed threshold of 'over ten thousand Soul Masters' is merely meant to keep out those hypocrites who call themselves righteous.
The true condition for entry is possessing a dark Martial Soul. One must be an Evil Soul Master like those of our Holy Spirit Cult!"
After Zhongli Wu finished his report, the entire hall fell into deathly silence.
A heart-pounding fervor and greed gradually surfaced on Ye Xishui's exquisite face.
"Divine Inheritance Grounds..." Ye Xishui murmured softly, undisguised greed flashing through her blood-red eyes.
If that secret realm truly was an inheritance left behind by a god...
Of the three Ultimate Douluo on the continent, the Holy Spirit Cult had originally held two.
Now that old fool Mu En had been killed by Qian Jue, Shrek was leaderless. This should have been the best time for the Holy Spirit Cult to unify the continent.
Yet two monsters with God Rank combat power had suddenly appeared on this continent.
Ye Xishui had hidden in the shadows and witnessed that heaven-shaking battle from beginning to end.
Whether it was Chen Hai, who called himself a follower of the Sea God, or Qian Jue, who had killed Mu En, either of the two possessed enough strength to sweep across the entire Douluo Continent.
Even if she joined forces with Long Xiaoyao, they might not gain the slightest advantage against a God Rank powerhouse.
For that very reason, Ye Xishui desperately wished to recruit Qian Jue into the Holy Spirit Cult.
First, Qian Jue and Shrek shared an irreconcilable blood feud. The enemy of her enemy was a friend.
Second, Qian Jue possessed an ultimate dark Martial Soul. He was naturally meant to be an honored guest of the Holy Spirit Cult.
Unfortunately, Qian Jue's whereabouts were elusive. He appeared and vanished like a dragon, and as a dignified God Rank powerhouse, how could they possibly find him so easily?
Yet not long after those two finished their battle, Divine Inheritance Grounds that opened specifically for dark Soul Masters had suddenly appeared in the Ming Dou Mountains?
Could it be... that some Dark God of the God Realm had noticed the imbalance in the continent's strength and wished to find a successor in the mortal world?
If that was truly the case...
Ye Xishui suddenly raised her head and issued a stern command:
"Go! Summon Xiaoyao immediately! This matter is of utmost importance. It may even directly determine whether our cult can truly unify this continent!"
"Yes, Mother." Zhongli Wu did not dare delay after receiving the order. He transformed into a mass of black mist and vanished from where he stood.
Only Ye Xishui remained in the vast, gloomy hall.
She returned to the throne that symbolized supreme authority, lightly tapping the armrest with her fingertips as she fell into deep thought.
"If that god truly intends to choose the most perfect inheritor from among all Soul Masters on the continent who have awakened dark Martial Souls,
then the first candidate would naturally be Qian Jue, who awakened the Fallen Angel Martial Soul."
"Innate full Soul Power of Rank Twenty, and God Rank combat power at such a young age—he is practically the perfect vessel."
"However..." A confident, cold smile curled across Ye Xishui's lips.
"Since Qian Jue already possesses such world-destroying power, he must have already accepted the inheritance of some god.
Since he is already spoken for, then across the entire Douluo Continent, the only ones most qualified and best suited to receive this brand-new Divine Inheritance are Xiaoyao and me..."
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