Soul Land: The Dragon King's Invincible Yuan Venerate Arts
Chapter 41

The Plan, Her Identity

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The bathroom door clicked open, and warm steam billowed out.

Leng Yaozhu was wrapped in a snow-white bath towel that barely covered her body.

The towel clung tightly to her skin, tracing the breathtaking contours of her exquisite, undulating figure.

Her full curves were half concealed beneath the white cloth, her slender waist tapering into a gentle arc. Two straight, long, jade-like legs emerged beneath the towel's hem, their skin luminous, pale, and delicate.

Her wet hair spilled over her shoulders, droplets sliding down her graceful neck into the hollows of her collarbones. After the hot water's steaming caress, a faint rosy flush tinted her skin. Though she was wrapped in the towel, her mature, graceful figure could not be concealed at all.

Seeing Tang Qingye looking like a thinker on the bed, she watched him with a hint of curiosity in her beautiful eyes.

Leng Yaozhu did not disturb him. She sat opposite Tang Qingye, watching him as she used Soul Power to evaporate the moisture from her hair.

She crossed one leg over the other.

Through the gap, broad stretches of luminous white skin flickered in and out of view.

Compared with the Holy Spirit Cult's lineup, ours was somewhat inferior, but it wasn't as though we couldn't fight.

My precious demigod master, a Four-Word Battle Armor Master.

The uncle disguised as a chef-the Body Sect's Sect Master, Mu Ye, a Level 94 Three-Word Battle Armor Master.

My teacher, Zhen Hua, a Level 95 Four-Word Battle Armor Master.

Dark Bell Na Nali, a Level 97 Three-Word Battle Armor Master.

Big Baby and Second Baby were Level 92, one in the Spirit Domain Realm, the other half a step into the Divine Origin Realm. Both were Zero-Word Battle Armor Masters.

With their twin swords united, and the mighty Seven-Colored Gourd backing them, taking on one opponent would be no problem.

Tian Ji's horse-racing strategy-pit our strong against their weak. As for the extra Ghost Emperor, we could only leave him to...

As for why we wouldn't seek Federation support with several days still left, explaining alone would be troublesome enough. The Federation was no good either. Only when it came to bombing Shrek Academy could the continent's forces achieve unprecedented unity.

Besides, the more outside factors there were, the greater the chance his plan would be disrupted.

Nine of Twelve · Sky-Suspending Shield... these Evil Soul Masters looked quite delicious to me too...

"Ah! Master, you startled me." Tang Qingye had only just opened his eyes when his gaze met his master's. She was a little too close.

"What? Am I that frightening?" Leng Yaozhu shot him a sidelong look, then drew her graceful neck back.

"No, no." Tang Qingye rose, circled behind her, and began demonstrating his massage techniques.

Leng Yaozhu leaned back against Tang Qingye's slightly slender shoulder, shifting her body to make herself more comfortable.

Her skin felt as though it had been finely polished, so wonderful to the touch that the sensation was almost explosive.

Massages were good. Massages were something he had to learn.

"Master, I have something to tell you."

"What is it? Let me guess. Does it have something to do with that Evil Soul Master from last time?"

"As expected of you, Master. I learned about the Holy Spirit Cult's next operation from her."

Tang Qingye recounted everything he knew to Leng Yaozhu...

"Can we trust what she said? Let her out. I'll interrogate her myself." Leng Yaozhu turned her head slightly to meet Tang Qingye's eyes.

"The information is reliable. As for her, she's already gone. I sent her back to report."

After Na Nali woke from her exhaustion, the first thing she saw was Tang Qingye holding her in his arms. Her red lips curved slightly, and a little more radiance entered her beautiful eyes.

She had been rather touched, only for Tang Qingye to tell her the very next moment to return and meet up with the Holy Spirit Cult's people, lest delay bring complications.

"You heartless man."

Tang Qingye gently patted Dark Bell's fragrant shoulder. "Stay safe. If anything happens, come find me here. I'll keep you unharmed."

Looking into Tang Qingye's eyes, Na Nali felt a rare turmoil inside, her red lips pursing slightly.

"Hmph, as if I'd stand on ceremony with you?"

In truth, her soul had submitted before her body did.

"You trust her that much?"

"I read her memories, and I placed a restriction inside her. You can consider her one of us, Master."

"Mm, all right. Then tell me what you have in mind. I'm guessing that was what you were thinking about just now." Leng Yaozhu did not bother asking how Tang Qingye had managed it. She had already grown numb...

"It isn't much of a plan, really. My idea is to deal with Dark Phoenix, who's transporting the Level Nine Soul Cannon Shells, first, then defeat the remaining people one by one. As for Ghost Emperor, I have someone else in mind."

"And I plan to ask Old Han to act too. With his help, we'll have a better chance of dealing with her without a sound."

"Heh, you really have thought of everyone you could call on. What about you? Don't tell me you intend to take on Ghost Emperor. If you do, you can prepare yourself for the Leng Family's discipline."

"Ahem, I won't be alone."

The instant he finished speaking, the world seemed to freeze for a moment. The surrounding temperature suddenly soared. She lifted herself from his shoulder, her crimson phoenix eyes staring fixedly at her disciple. Not a trace of gentleness remained on her stunning face as she said coldly:

"If you tell me now that you were joking, I can still go a little easier on you. As for the secret chamber, I can let you pick it yourself."

"Do you know how powerful a Quasi-God who is also a Four-Word Battle Armor Master is? There are no more than ten such people on the entire continent."

Tang Qingye shuddered. This was a little frightening. Master, you couldn't go taking lessons from Secret Chamber Douluo.

Next to take the stage was first-class actor Grandmaster Tang.

"Master, please calm down. Actually..."

"Are you sure?" Leng Yaozhu's delicate brows knitted slightly, but Tang Qingye's words really had bluffed her.

"Of course. Why would I joke with my own life? I couldn't bear to leave you, Master."

"Hmph, you certainly know what to say. Swear it to me."

Tang Qingye: OK, message received.

"I swear, if I deceive my master, the Great God Realm will explode on the spot."

Tang Qingye declared that his Martial Soul had become special yet again. This time, its special ability was a ninth Soul Skill similar to piecing a person together-Divine Descent!

"Master, there's one more thing." After pondering for a long time, Tang Qingye still decided to say it.

"Go ahead."

Tang Qingye pressed his lips together and said softly, "Dark Phoenix, one of the Four Heavenly Kings... is your younger sister, Dark Phoenix Douluo Leng Yulai."

Her pupils abruptly contracted. A gray, deathly stillness suddenly clouded her once-clear phoenix eyes, and the last shred of self-deceiving hope in their depths crumbled away in an instant.

After Leng Yulai disappeared and severed all contact with her family, another of the Holy Spirit Cult's Four Heavenly Kings had appeared on the continent, possessing a mutated Dark Phoenix Martial Soul.

But she had refused to believe it, refused to believe that her own younger sister would fall so far as to become an Evil Soul Master.

Now, Tang Qingye's words had undoubtedly shattered her self-deception.

Crystal tears slid uncontrollably down her smooth cheeks, flowing silently and soaking her neckline. She bit her lower lip fiercely, forcing the sobs rising in her throat back into its depths.

"I really don't want to believe it... I don't know how I'm supposed to face her..."

Tang Qingye gathered her into his arms, his palm slowly patting her back, his voice low and gentle as he let her pour out all the anguish in her heart.

"It's all right. Cry, Master. You still have me."

"If she doesn't want you, I do."

At the thought of Leng Yulai plunging the Demon God Sword into Leng Yaozhu's body, condemning her soul to eternal torment...

She really deserved to die!

It looked like he would have to get Big Baby and Second Baby to build a secret chamber inside...

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