Seeing Shuang and Yanyan Again

Youquan disguised herself, put on a mask, and arrived at the Spirit Hall Branch in Oakland City.

The moment Youquan arrived at the Spirit Hall Branch, a Temple Guard Knight stopped her.

"Spirit Hall restricted grounds! Unauthorized people are forbidden from entering!"

Youquan disguised her voice and said hoarsely, "I have urgent business with your Branch Bishop."

"Hiding your identity like this, do you think you can see the Bishop whenever you please?" the Temple Guard Knight barked.

Youquan did not waste any words and immediately took out the Papal Edict.

The moment the Temple Guard Knight saw the Papal Edict, he dropped to his knees. "Greetings, Elder."

"Take me to see your Bishop."

"Yes, Elder." The Temple Guard Knight respectfully led Youquan inside.

"Elder, this is our Bishop, Bishop Harris," the Temple Guard Knight introduced. "Bishop, this Elder has come to see you." With that, he respectfully withdrew.

"I am Bishop Harris of the Oakland City Branch. Greetings, Elder." Upon hearing that she was an Elder carrying the Papal Edict, Bishop Harris hurriedly bowed respectfully. What was an Elder of Spirit Hall doing in a tiny place like Oakland City?

"Bishop Harris, my two saviors have been abducted by people from Orland City. Please investigate immediately so I can rescue them. Time waits for no one. Please hurry, Bishop," Youquan said anxiously.

"Yes, I will handle it at once," Bishop Harris immediately replied.

After leaving the matter to Spirit Hall, Youquan waited anxiously within the branch.

About two hours later, Bishop Harris hurried back.

"Elder, I have investigated the matter. Your two young benefactors were taken away by the young master of House Count's Manor in Orland City. This young master is House Count's child born late in life. His mother is the younger sister of the city lord's wife, so he is extremely arrogant and overbearing in Orland City, with no regard for anyone. He is lustful and enjoys..." Bishop Harris glanced at Youquan.

"Enjoys what? Speak!" Youquan urgently demanded.

"He most enjoys collecting girls whose martial soul awakenings failed, especially girls unable to undo their beast transformation. He also likes children under the age of ten. Rumor has it that more than a dozen girls' corpses have already been carried out of House Count's Manor." Bishop Harris's voice grew quieter and quieter. From what he could tell, this Elder's benefactors were likely doomed.

After hearing Bishop Harris's words, Youquan's eyes turned bloodshot with rage. "The address! Give me the address of House Count's Manor, now!"

"Elder, there are at least Soul King-level Spirit Masters guarding House Count's Manor. It is too dangerous for you to go alone," Bishop Harris hurriedly said.

"I said, I want the address."

Left with no choice, Bishop Harris told her the address of House Count's Manor.

After memorizing it, Youquan immediately set off. Bishop Harris anxiously paced in circles. Though he would offend Heaven Dou's nobility, if an Elder bearing the Papal Edict came to harm on his territory, he would likely lose his life as well.

Bishop Harris let out a helpless sigh and followed after her.

By the time Youquan arrived at House Count's Manor, night had fallen.

Standing on a rooftop, Youquan released her Soul Force and sensed the location of the Baishuang sisters.

A moment later, Youquan finally sensed where the sisters were.

"Filthy House Count's Manor, when you set that fire in the village, did you ever imagine it would burn back onto your own heads?" Bone Spirit Cold Flame flickered in Youquan's hand.

"Go. Throw House Count's Manor into complete chaos." Youquan stretched out her hand, and Bone Spirit Cold Flame drifted downward. In an instant, raging flames erupted throughout House Count's Manor.

As a sudden fire broke out in the front courtyard, everyone in House Count's Manor rushed to put it out. Seeing the manor descend into chaos, Youquan sped toward the back courtyard, in the direction where Baishuang was.

"You little bitch, it's your good fortune to serve this young master, and you still dare resist?" House Lan slapped Baishuang heavily, knocking her to the ground.

"I'll stay and serve you. Please, let my sister go." Knowing she could not escape, Baishuang lowered her head and begged humbly.

"You mean that little butterfly? Sorry, even if this young master wanted to spare her, she can't leave anymore." House Lan looked at Baishuang with amusement and said with a grin.

"What did you do to my sister?" Baishuang demanded furiously.

Clap, clap— House Lan clapped his hands, and several guards carried in an extremely tall cage. Zhuang Yanyan was suspended inside, a pair of watery blue butterfly wings growing from her back. The patterns on the wings gave off a faint glow beneath the lamplight, making them exceptionally beautiful. Yet Zhuang Yanyan's face was deathly pale, as though she might vanish at any moment.

"Yanyan!" Baishuang cried out the moment she saw Zhuang Yanyan in that state.

"She should be thanking this young master. If I hadn't fed her a specially made medicine, she would never have had the chance to see what she looked like in Martial Soul Possession for her entire life. Hahahahaha!" House Lan laughed wildly.

"You'll suffer retribution," Baishuang cursed viciously. "I curse you with my life and my soul—you will die a miserable death!"

"Little bitch, worry about yourself first." House Lan's face darkened as he walked toward Baishuang.

Ignoring Baishuang's fierce struggles, House Lan brutally tore at her clothes. Her desperate resistance earned her only merciless slaps.

"Be obedient, and this young master may spare your life." House Lan leered at the trembling Baishuang.

"Get on your knees and apologize obediently. Then this young lady might let you die a little more quickly." A cold voice sounded from behind House Lan, and a small icy hand closed around his throat.

Upon hearing a familiar voice, light gradually returned to Baishuang's increasingly vacant eyes.

"Who are you? Do you know who this young master is?" House Lan asked in terror.

"Sister Shuang, get up quickly." Without loosening her grip on House Lan's neck, Youquan handed Baishuang a cloak. Luckily, she had arrived in time. Only part of Baishuang's clothing had been torn.

"You came..." Baishuang's trembling voice was full of grievance and fear. But seeing that Youquan was thoroughly disguised, she did not expose her identity.

Youquan released House Lan, who had been howling nonstop. House Lan became even more smug, leering up and down at Youquan. "A little girl delivering herself to my door? I just wonder what you look like. If you're ugly, then even if you offer yourself to this young master, I won't be interested." House Lan had not grasped the situation at all and instead spoke boastfully.

"Sister Shuang, how many times did he hit you?" Youquan asked leisurely.

"I lost count." Baishuang's voice was icy as she glared hatefully at House Lan.

"Then I'll keep hitting him until he dies." Soul Power gathered in Youquan's hand as she viciously slapped House Lan.

After only two slaps, House Lan vomited blood and collapsed to the ground, howling in agony.

Youquan no longer wanted to hit him, lest he dirty her hands. She released Bone Spirit Cold Flame and used her Soul Force to control the Heavenly Flames as they burned House Lan.

Under the scorching Heavenly Flames, House Lan screamed endlessly and repeatedly begged for mercy.

House Lan should have been burned to nothing the moment he came into contact with the Heavenly Flames, but Youquan deliberately tortured him slowly to avenge the Baishuang sisters. Had she not arrived in time, no one knew what might have happened.