Evil Thoughts Unleashed

"Oh!"

A flicker of curiosity crossed Bibi Dong's cold face. She raised a slender hand, and a surge of Soul Power drew the envelope into it.

The knight guarding the palace immediately rose, bowed, and backed out.

Bibi Dong tore open the envelope with both hands, unfolded the letter, and lowered her gaze to its contents.

She picked out the important details:

Fang Fan, an orphan from Holy Spirit Village, had awakened Twin Martial Souls: the Netherworld Evil Tiger and the Netherworld Sword. He possessed Innate Full Soul Power.

He was willing to join Spirit Hall.

"Good!"

A long-absent excitement broke through Bibi Dong's composure. Her grip tightened, and her long nails pierced the letter.

His Martial Souls seem to be evil, just like mine.

My Twin Martial Souls are the Death Spider Emperor and the Soul-Eating Spider Emperor.

His are the Netherworld Evil Tiger and the Netherworld Sword.

He was born to be my personal disciple.

He's an even better fit than Na'er. An even greater talent.

"Gui Mei!"

Bibi Dong's cool, commanding voice rang out.

Whoosh...

A black shadow swept in from afar and entered the Papal Palace. Amid swirling black mist, a human figure gradually took shape. He wore a long robe, his face indistinct, and his presence chilled the air around him.

He bowed his head and bent at the waist. His voice was low and flat:

"Greetings, Your Holiness!"

"Go to the Notting City branch and bring back a young talent named Fang Fan. Don't get any ideas about taking him as a disciple. He's mine!"

Bibi Dong's tone was stern. Gui Mei was sinister and unpredictable; he would certainly take an interest in Fang Fan's similarly evil Martial Souls.

She wanted to warn him off before he could think of taking Fang Fan as his own disciple.

"Yes! As you command, Your Holiness. I'll bring back the person you've chosen safely."

That only made Gui Mei more curious about the boy named Fang Fan.

For His Holiness the Pope to care this much...

Even more than she cares about Hu Liena. I'd like to see just how extraordinary this boy is.

Gui Mei backed out of the Papal Palace at once.

He became a streak of black mist and flew toward Notting City.

Moonlight lay over Notting City like gauze.

The elderly Ma Xiunuo walked a circle around Fang Fan. The other Spirit Hall Soul Masters came over as well.

They studied him as though he were an animal in a zoo,

their eyes full of curiosity and envy.

"Congratulations! You've struck it rich this time!"

Sisi patted Su Yuntao on the shoulder. "I wonder just how powerful little Fang Fan's Martial Souls are!"

"Just got lucky! Fang Fan, summon a Martial Soul and show them!"

Su Yuntao spoke with a smile.

"Okay!"

Fang Fan felt their envious, jealous, admiring gazes upon him. Pride and excitement nearly overwhelmed him. It felt incredible.

With a thought, he summoned a Martial Soul.

Roar... A huge, dark blue tiger appeared behind him. Its low growl made everyone's skin crawl.

"Ah..." The evil aura radiating from the Netherworld Evil Tiger drained the color from Sisi's face. She stumbled back several steps.

The others stared wide-eyed at its power and drew sharp breaths, plainly afraid.

"What a powerful Martial Soul!"

"In all my years, I've never seen a Martial Soul so powerful and so evil!"

Ma Xiunuo's eyes shone with admiration and envy.

Roar...

Suddenly, the Netherworld Evil Tiger behind Fang Fan let out another low growl,

making the others' scalps prickle. They retreated a few more steps, feeling as though it watched them the way a predator watched its prey.

Fang Fan, meanwhile, felt strangely excited.

Blood rushed through his veins.

Restlessness seized him. He wanted to destroy anything in front of him.

"Ah..."

Sisi saw Fang Fan's eyes turn bloodred and screamed.

"Xiao Fan, what's wrong?"

The ferocity in Fang Fan's eyes frightened Su Yuntao into taking several steps back.

Fang Fan felt extremely dangerous now.

"Get... back. I can't control myself!"

Fang Fan gritted his teeth, veins bulging along his neck.

He felt an evil thought burrowing madly into him, filling him with violent agitation.

Whoever he looked at, he wanted to destroy.

No matter how hard he fought the thought, it was no use.

Roar...

The Netherworld Evil Tiger opened its enormous jaws and lunged at Sisi. Evil energy engulfed the entire Spirit Hall Branch in an instant, as though it had fallen into Nine Netherworld Hell.

Su Yuntao was stunned. He had never imagined Fang Fan would be influenced by his evil Martial Soul.

It felt as though an ancient beast had fixed its gaze on the entire Spirit Hall Branch. There was nowhere to run. Everyone feared for their lives; everyone panicked.

Sisi stood rooted to the spot, her feet heavy as lead. She couldn't run even if she wanted to.

"Xiao Fan's been overcome by evil thoughts! Su Yuntao, all you Soul Grandmasters, help me restrain him!"

Ma Xiunuo's face was grave. They could not let anything happen to such a peerless talent in their little Spirit Hall Branch.

Otherwise, every one of them would die with him.

They all activated Martial Soul Possession. Soul Rings pulsed around them as they charged Fang Fan and the Netherworld Evil Tiger.

"Ahhh..."

They had barely moved before a wave of thick, dark blue Soul Power swept out from Fang Fan and hurled them backward. Arms flailing and legs kicking, they cried out in pain.

Hum...

Suddenly, a strange and far more powerful Soul Power blanketed the Spirit Hall Branch. Everyone froze in place.

Even the Netherworld Evil Tiger and the blood-eyed Fang Fan were immobilized.

An uncanny black shadow flashed into the Spirit Hall Branch.

Black Soul Power shrouded the figure, hiding his face. They could only make out that he was tall and thin, with a cold, proud, unsettling presence.

"Hm... The Netherworld Evil Tiger's evil thoughts have actually influenced its master?"

The shadow was Gui Mei. He watched Fang Fan and the Netherworld Evil Tiger with surprise and curiosity.

He liked the boy. His Martial Soul shared the eerie netherworld qualities of Gui Mei's own.

It was extraordinarily powerful, too. It had sent several Soul Grandmasters flying even when they joined forces.

But liking him changed nothing. The boy possessed Twin Martial Souls, a talent found in one out of ten thousand.

Even Gui Mei could not be sure of handling that.

He lacked the ability to teach Fang Fan and would only harm him by trying.

His Holiness the Pope also possessed Twin Martial Souls. She was better suited to teach him.

And she was the first person in history to possess Twin Martial Souls and cultivate to the rank of Peak Douluo.

No one was more qualified than she was.

He's young, and his will is still weak. If he holds on a little longer, perhaps he can overcome the evil thoughts himself.

Gui Mei shook his head and prepared to suppress Fang Fan's evil thoughts by force.

"Get back!"

Fang Fan's low shout sounded like a beast's snarl.

The Netherworld Evil Tiger gave an unwilling roar. Its figure and the dark blue Soul Power dissolved like a receding tide.

Clarity returned to Fang Fan's eyes. He saw that the Spirit Hall Branch members suspended in midair were unhurt, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He also noticed the man before him, wreathed in an eerie chill, his face concealed by black mist.

That must be Elder Gui Mei, right?

Bibi Dong sent him.