Thieving Heaven's Plan: Spirit Hall Moves to Arrest Zhao Wuji!

"Physical attributes were classified according to a Soul Master's rank—the so-called Soul Grandmaster level."

"It meant the body could withstand a Soul Grandmaster's Soul Skills and unleash attacks at the Soul Grandmaster level."

"Mental strength was calculated from accumulated data and physical data."

While gathering information, Qin Qi discovered something: according to his calculations,

the physical strength of a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster simply could not reach the Soul Grandmaster level.

At most, it only reached the physical strength of a Soul Master. This might be one of the flaws in Douluo's current Martial Soul cultivation system.

"The basic framework is mostly complete now. It just needs constant refinement going forward."

"I'll definitely create a perfect system!"

Qin Qi looked at the system panel he had personally created, pride written all over his face.

This was not one of those inexplicable systems that fell from the sky. He had crafted it with his own two hands.

The sense of reward and accomplishment was overwhelming!

"My system is so good. What would happen if I released it and hid the killing move of the Formless Hand within it?"

A brilliant idea suddenly sprang into Qin Qi's mind.

With only the Formless Hand, he had to steal from people one by one. But creating a system would be different.

He could hide the Formless Hand's killing move inside it, then distribute the system across the entire world.

Then, whenever anyone measured their Soul Power or assessed their rank, he could steal a tiny bit from every one of them.

"The Angel God became a god by exterminating Evil Soul Masters and gathering faith from across the continent."

"The Sea God became a god by making Sea Soul Masters and Soul Beasts submit, then gathering their faith."

"I'll become a god by stealing the strength of everyone in the world. Isn't that another form of thieving heaven?"

"Steal the power of the entire world to nourish myself alone!"

The more Qin Qi thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. But he still could not do it yet.

On one hand, the system had not been fully developed. On the other, he was not strong enough.

"Whew, calm down. It's a good plan, but I can't put it into action yet. I need to take it slowly."

"And I can't use my current identity. I need to find a way to create a new one."

Qin Qi seriously pondered his future plans. Meanwhile, inside Spirit Hall...

"Sir from Spirit Hall, you have to stand up for us!"

The old village chief led the villagers into Spirit Hall, and the moment they entered, they all dropped to their knees.

"No, sir, just tell me what happened. If I can help, I definitely will."

"You don't need to kneel. Please get up, everyone! Villagers, please get up as well!"

The Spirit Hall deacon immediately panicked. He was only a minor deacon.

Please don't bow like this! If their bishop saw it, he would probably be punished!

"Sir from Spirit Hall, our village has been attacked by bandits!"

The old village chief did not know how Spirit Hall's ranks were divided. He only knew that anyone from Spirit Hall was an important person.

As long as they were important people, they could make decisions. Tears and snot streaming down his face, he spoke.

"Sir, for banditry, you should go to the City Lord."

"They are responsible for handling such matters. Spirit Hall does not oversee them."

The Spirit Hall deacon helped the old village chief up and spoke gently.

He was not trying to shirk responsibility; that was simply how the empire's laws worked.

Spirit Hall could not interfere with the empire's laws—at least, not openly.

"No, they aren't ordinary bandits. It's a Seven-Ring Soul Saint, the headmaster of Shrek Academy."

"His name is Zhao Wuji. He leased our village's land but refuses to pay, and he even threatened to beat us to death."

The old village chief tightly gripped the Spirit Hall deacon's hand, speaking with a face full of grief.

He could not leave. If they left Spirit Hall, they truly would not know where else they could air their grievances.

This was their last hope!

"Sir, don't worry. No one can beat you to death. I'll take you there right now..."

"Wait, sir. What did you say the person threatening you was called?"

The Spirit Hall deacon froze. The name Zhao Wuji sounded familiar. He seemed to have heard it before.

"His name is Zhao Wuji, the headmaster of Shrek Academy."

The old village chief hurriedly replied.

"Sir, please wait here. I have something to take care of."

"Someone, bring these people some tea and treat them well."

The Spirit Hall deacon arranged for someone to receive the old village chief, then went to search for information himself.

After searching for a while, he found a wanted notice that had been stored away for many years.

"Immovable Bright King Zhao Wuji. He once killed several members of Spirit Hall and escaped after being surrounded by multiple bishops at the Soul Emperor level."

The Spirit Hall deacon hurriedly took the wanted notice to the old village chief.

"Sir, take a look. Is this the man?"

The Spirit Hall deacon held up the portrait on the wanted notice and asked.

"Yes, it's him! He looks a little younger in this picture, but it's definitely him!"

The old village chief immediately shouted excitedly. This was the bastard who had threatened to beat him to death!

"Sir, please, I beg you! Please help us!"

The old village chief was about to kneel and kowtow again, but the Spirit Hall deacon stopped him first.

"Don't worry. We will definitely handle this matter!"

The Spirit Hall deacon immediately agreed. They could not interfere in Heaven Dou Empire's affairs before.

But things were different now. Zhao Wuji was a wanted criminal of Spirit Hall. They had to arrest him!

"Report this immediately. Capturing him would be a major achievement. My position as deacon might even rise a step!"

The Spirit Hall deacon could not help feeling excited, but he did not go after Zhao Wuji himself.

His strength was far from sufficient. He needed to report upward and have his superiors send experts.

"Thank you so much, sir..."

The old village chief's eyes reddened with emotion. The people of Spirit Hall truly were good people.

"No need to thank me. It's what we should do."

"Don't worry, sir. We'll definitely get your money back. If we can't, I'll compensate you myself."

The Spirit Hall deacon spoke generously. There would be no shortage of bounty money if they captured Zhao Wuji.

When that time came, he could simply use his own money to compensate these villagers. Why, you ask?

Simple. He was not short on money! He could afford to be generous!

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed. Spirit Hall had assembled one Soul Douluo and eighteen Soul Saints.

The last time, eighteen Soul Emperors had surrounded Zhao Wuji and still let him escape. That would not happen this time!

"Sir, he's currently in the village. I'll lead the way."

The Spirit Hall deacon said.

"Mm."

The Soul Douluo nodded, then turned around. "This time, we don't need to capture him. Kill that Immovable Bright King directly!

"Take revenge for the brothers who died back then!"

The Soul Douluo's eyes were red as he spoke. Back then, his younger brother had been among those who pursued Zhao Wuji.

But in the end, he had died at Zhao Wuji's hands. He dreamed of avenging this grudge!

"Yes!"

The other Soul Saints answered in unison. Some of them also held grudges against Zhao Wuji.

It could be said that this entire team had come solely for revenge!