Lu Ren held his forehead, simply pulled up a chair and sat down, without urging Snow Empress, just waiting for her round to end.
Wuyun next to him didn't dare to interrupt Snow Empress when he saw Lu Ren, and the despair on his face became even stronger.
Who is this great aunt?
His legs were tightly clamped, and his whole body was shaking like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead and down his chin. He didn't even dare to breathe too hard, for fear that he would die on the spot if he couldn't hold it back.
My bladder felt like a whole pot of boiling lead water had been poured into my bladder. Every extra breath I took was painful.
Wuyun has been tortured by Snow Empress all night, and now he is really scared. Let alone resist, he does not even dare to speak loudly.
He didn't even dare to move his buttocks to adjust his sitting position.
After some time, with a clear clearing sound on the screen, Snow Empress finally paused with his fingertips and let out a long sigh of relief.
She leaned back slightly on the chair and looked at the highest score in history on the screen, with a smile of satisfaction on her lips, "After getting the highest score in history, I guess no one in the Sun Moon Empire can match my score."
Her tone sounded quite plain, but the pride from the bottom of her heart still revealed Snow Empress's mood.
"This is not nonsense? Sun Moon Empire's Soul Master is of such low quality, who Spiritual Power is better than you?"
Lu Ren couldn't help laughing.
Snow Empress has a cultivation level of 700,000 years, so Spiritual Power is at a higher level than him, right?
What is the difference between asking her to use Soul Tool to exercise Spiritual Power, and asking Titled Douluo to take part in a Soul Scholar level strength test?
It's a pity that there is no Internet in this era, otherwise everyone can see that Snow Empress's score is far ahead and takes the first place, which would probably be comical enough.
Snow Empress reluctantly put down Soul Tool, turned off the screen, and looked up at Lu Ren, with a hint of unfinished meaning in his tone.
A trace of lazy satisfaction flashed in those beautiful eyes. "How was the result?"
"Five worshippers, plus an elder, all solved."
Lu Ren replied casually and glanced at Wuyun.
Wuyun shivered violently when he heard the words "all solved", and the color on his face faded away in an instant.
Five worshippers, all gone?
There were old guys he had known for decades, Second Worship, the old guy who was always scary, and Third Offering, the old man who was taciturn but whose strength was unfathomable.
There is also Fourth Offering, that weirdo who never likes to talk and only controls shadows, and Fifth Offering, that crazy Blood Demon.
The few worshipers in front of them, plus Zhongli Wu, can hold back the existence of Mu En in a short time, and they are all dead like this?
Lu Ren pouted at Wuyun: "What did he want to do when he came to our place yesterday?"
"He is Holy Spirit Cult Offering Hall ranked seventh, his name is Wuyun, level ninety-four, Martial Soul is a black crow.
Snow Empress picked up the teacup and took a sip, speaking in an understatement.
"Yesterday I came in and wanted to tie up Nana, but I casually detained her."
"Seeing that he was too arrogant, I gave him a few cups of tea, briefly tortured him with Bing's ability, and asked him to sit down and reflect."
Lu Ren's mouth twitched even more fiercely.
"Just a few cups of tea can torture him like this?"
"He is also a Titled Douluo after all. He is not that good, right?"
There are almost a row of empty teacups next to them. There are about ten of them at least, and Wuyun looks like he's almost going to heaven.
His face was livid, his forehead was sweating, and his legs were clamped together as if they were stuck with glue. It didn't look like he had a few drinks, but he had clearly drank them all night.
Coupled with the ice attribute ability, I'm afraid this Wuyun is being tortured into a world of ice and fire, right?
Only Snow Empress could come up with such a damaging move, without using a knife or a gun, and could make Titled Douluo's mentality collapse through pure torture.
If you kill, you will kill. This kind of living sin is worse than death.
Wuyun Hearing this, he felt like bursting into tears with a sense of grievance.
Don't you even look at who I'm facing?
In front of this aunt, he didn't even dare to move Soul Power, because the last time he tried to resist, Snow Empress just raised his eyelids, and his whole body was frozen into an ice sculpture, and even his thoughts were almost frozen.
After that he became completely honest.
In front of this person, Titled Douluo is no different from ordinary people. They are all ants that can be easily crushed to death.
"It is indeed Titled Douluo. It can be impressive in front of others, but to me, Titled Douluo is nothing." Snow Empress said with a smile and a matter-of-fact tone.
"Okay, let him solve it first."
Lu Ren waved his hand and couldn't stand it anymore.
Wuyun's legs were shaking like chaff. If he was not allowed to go to the toilet, he might really die.
"I really can't help but waste my energy to save him. You should go to the toilet quickly to solve the problem."
"Thank you, Master Lu Ren! Thank you, Master Lu Ren!"
Wuyun felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He almost rolled up from the chair, his legs went weak and he almost knelt down. He leaned on the wall and rushed out.
He had been sitting on the chair all night, and his legs had long been numb, but his survival instinct made him burst out at a speed far beyond normal.
His appearance did not look like a seriously injured Titled Douluo, but rather like a long-distance traveler who had finally seen the service area after a long journey.
As soon as he rushed to the door, he suddenly stopped and looked back carefully at Snow Empress. He saw that the other party was slowly picking up a piece of flower cake and putting it into his mouth without any indication of his escape, so he dared to run away and disappear.
At this time Wuyun was very shocked.
Such a powerful person, who can easily freeze him, a level 94 Titled Douluo, into an ice sculpture, actually takes orders from a fifteen or sixteen year old?
He saw clearly just now that Lu Ren didn't even show any courtesy after he came in. He pulled up a chair and sat down. His tone of voice was also very casual, as if he was a peer.
But Snow Empress had no reaction at all, and even followed his words and put down Soul Tool.
This makes Wuyun feel very strange.
The next moment, the voice belonging to Lu Ren passed through Corridor and landed accurately in the ears of Wuyun, who was running wildly. "Remember to come back after you finish."
"Otherwise, you may be even worse than last night."
The tone was not serious, even somewhat casual, but hearing Wuyun made him more frightened than any threat.
Wuyun's legs went weak and he almost knelt on Corridor on the spot.
He didn't dare to make any mistakes at all, so he kept saying yes and ran straight towards the toilet.
Looking at his embarrassed fleeing back, Ye Guyi happened to walk in from outside, holding a plate of freshly washed fruits in his hand, and handed it to Lu Ren.
She looked at the back of Wuyun who disappeared at the end of Corridor with a blank look on her face, and then looked at Lu Ren and Snow Empress who looked calm in the hall. "Who is this? Why are you in such a panic? He is running as if he is being chased by a ghost."
"Holy Spirit Cult's tribute, the prisoner who came to the door." Lu Ren explained casually, then turned to Snow Empress, "Did he recruit any useful information?"
"I didn't ask in detail. I won't wait until you come back to see what to do with him."
"I don't understand this aspect of things, and I'm not as thoughtful as you, so I didn't mess around."
Snow Empress pushed the dessert plate aside, wiped the frosting on his fingertips, and spoke lazily.
"But he told me that Zhongli Wu just wants to take advantage of Soul Spirit Contract."
"That old guy is very greedy for the Soul Spirit technology you showed. He feels that this technology is similar to the Vengeful Spirits Refinement Method of Holy Spirit Cult, and wants to steal it for their use."
"How to deploy it specifically, who to send to take action, and when to take action. I thought he was speaking in a rude manner, so I didn't let him go on."
"No matter how they deploy it, it will be in vain in the face of absolute strength."
"But now that you are back and have killed almost all of Holy Spirit Cult's offerings, I think Zhongli Wu probably doesn't have much thought left to rob Soul Spirit Contract."
"Now he's afraid that he can't even get the manpower for the Offering Hall."
"But we still have to be prepared. Now Holy Spirit Cult has lost most of his high-end combat power and is in the most dangerous stage. He has no way to retreat and has no choice but to jump over the wall. If he makes a desperate move and shows all his cards, he may not be able to cause us trouble." Lu Ren said.
Just as he said that, Wuyun came back.
In just a short moment, he felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his body. Although his face was still pale, at least he was no longer shaking.
He walked into the hall politely, stopped three steps away from Lu Ren, and knelt down to Lu Ren with a "pop" sound.
His head was buried low, and there was no air of worship at all.
The sound of his knees hitting the bluestone was crisp and loud, and he knelt down without hesitation.
"Master Lu Ren, this villain is ignorant of Mount Tai. He has offended your house and deserves death!"
There was a cry in his voice, which was a kind of inner fear after all psychological defenses were completely destroyed.
"Sir, you have a lot of them. Spare my life and I'll do anything!"
"I will tell you all the secrets of Holy Spirit Cult!"
He was really frightened out of his wits.
A night of physical and psychological torture. He sat in the chair, not daring to move, not daring to resist, not even daring to go to the toilet. His bladder hurt as if it was going to explode at any moment, while the woman in white was sitting opposite him, leisurely drinking tea, eating desserts and playing Soul Tool.
In addition to what Lu Ren said casually just now, "the five worshippers and one elder were all solved", he had vaguely guessed it.
But hearing it with my own ears was still shocking.
At this moment, there is no thought of resistance at all. I just want to save my life.
Lu Ren leaned on the back of the chair and looked at him condescendingly.
He did not let Wuyun stand up, nor did he show any pity. "I don't need to know the deployment of Holy Spirit Cult, how many people there are in Holy Spirit Cult, which strongholds they are distributed in, and what Zhongli Wu plans to do next. I can find out these myself."
"You can tell me where else you can be useful to me."
Wuyun was silent for a moment, thinking quickly about what else he could do to attract the other party's attention.
His cultivation level?
He thinks he is pretty good at fighting. Although he is ranked seventh among the Offering Hall, the level 94 Titled Douluo is the core strength of any force.
He gritted his teeth and asked tentatively, "Am I going to work for you?"
"Are you worthy?" Lu Ren said bluntly.
"Well, with this senior here, there is really no need for me to be a thug----"
Wuyun was speechless for a moment.
He secretly glanced at Snow Empress. The aunt was picking up the tea cup and taking a sip without even looking at him.
"Just kidding, do you want to live or die?" Lu Ren looked at him with a smile. In Wuyun's eyes, that smile was more unpredictable than Snow Empress's ice.
"Second Worship, Third Offering, Fourth Offering, Fifth Offering, and Sleep Demon Douluo were all killed by us last night."
"If you choose to live, then I will give you a chance."
"After all, we Spirit Pagoda are still very short of manpower. You are also a Titled Douluo after all. At least you are of some use."
Hearing this, the blood on Wuyun's face completely faded in an instant, becoming even paler than when Just now was holding back his urine.
The five worshippers, plus Sleep Demon Douluo, are really all dead.
And from last night to now, it has only been around midnight.
He knew that Lu Ren would not lie about this kind of thing, and there was no need to lie to someone who was already his prisoner.
The total number of those four worshipers combined, the entire continent could not compete with more than one palm, and as a result, they all disappeared overnight----
"They are all dead - so after all, out of the Offering Hall, only I, Zhang Peng, and Chief Offering Elder Long are left." Wuyun said in a low voice subconsciously.
The huge Offering Hall was just gone.
As for the eighth to twelfth ones, they all died at the hands of Mu En. Their hard power was not enough and they were not as good as Wuyun, so they were killed by Mu En and could not come back alive.
"So now it's your turn to choose." Lu Ren looked into Wuyun's eyes with calm eyes, "Join Spirit Pagoda, or go down and accompany them."
Wuyun trembled all over and almost blurted out, his voice urgent and trembling. "I want to live, I want to live!"
"As long as I can survive, I can do anything you want!"
"Isn't it just to join Spirit Pagoda? I joined!"
He was afraid that if he answered slowly, Lu Ren would change his mind.
Then Wuyun suddenly asked, "What can I do for you?"
He asked carefully because he had realized that the young man in front of him did not need his life.
"House Guard, right?" Lu Ren stood up and patted the non-existent dust on his clothes, "By the way, if Holy Spirit Cult anyone you know wants to come over, you are responsible for taking care of them."
"You have been in Holy Spirit Cult for so many years, so you should know a lot of people who are in a similar situation to you."
"Spirit Pagoda's door is open to anyone who is willing to turn back."
"But there is one thing you must be clear about. Once you enter Spirit Pagoda, you are no longer allowed to practice in the Evil Soul Master method."
"That road will only lead to death at the end. You have been there before, so I don't need to explain."
"But if I don't practice this way, my cultivation level will be reduced a lot----" Wuyun hesitated.
"It seems that you are still not convinced by me." Lu Ren suddenly looked directly at him, those clear eyes seemed to be able to see through all the hidden thoughts in Wuyun's heart.
"You think I am very young and ask you to bow your head and join us. It is entirely because of the existence of Snow Empress that you are forced to join us in order to survive."
"In your subconscious mind, it is obvious that you are not convinced by me. Am I right?"
"Please answer seriously, I promise that even if you tell the truth, Snow Empress will not kill you."
Wuyun looked at Snow Empress, and when he saw that the aunt was still holding the tea cup without any reaction, he lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "----Yes."
He was indeed dissatisfied.
He admitted that Lu Ren was very skillful. He could recruit beings of Snow Empress's level and destroy five worshippers in one night, but he did not think that this was Lu Ren's own strength.
In his opinion, Lu Ren was able to do this only by relying on connections and luck.
"It's okay, you will be convinced soon." Lu Ren raised his chin towards him, took out a Elixir from his arms and threw it over.
Wuyun hurriedly caught it and looked at the round Elixir in his palm, not knowing why.
Lu Ren continued, "Take it, and then you can meditate to restore your state to complete, and let's have a fight."
Wuyun took Elixir and looked at Lu Ren suspiciously.
He looked down at the Elixir.
The medicinal fragrance is refreshing and the quality is good, but it is just an ordinary Healing Medicine.
Compared with the ones he used in the Offering Hall, they are not top-notch.
"Are you serious? I'm level 94 Titled Douluo. I'm very powerful."
"Although he is not as good as the first six worshippers, he is still a capable character outside." Wuyun tried to make his tone sound more confident, but when faced with Lu Ren's calm eyes, his confidence was completely shattered.
But he was still worried about Lu Ren's life safety and couldn't help but said, "I think you are only fifteen or sixteen years old. Do you want to hit someone of my level at your age?"
"No matter how talented you are, you can only have a cultivation level of about Soul King at most, right?"
It's not like he has never seen a fifteen-year-old genius in Holy Spirit Cult for so many years. After all, Mu En was a high-level Soul King at the age of fifteen, almost Soul Emperor.
But even Mu En has never heard of him being able to challenge level ninety-four Titled Douluo head-on at the age of fifteen.
Therefore, Wuyun has only one thought in his heart right now.
How dare he?
A fifteen-year-old boy with a cultivation level of around Soul King, not only did not show any fear when faced with a level ninety-four Titled Douluo, but actually offered to fight.
Isn't this crazy?
Why does he dare to be so crazy?
Lu Ren didn't explain much, just said calmly, "If you don't meditate, you will have no chance."
"Let's start a fight later. Don't say I'm bullying you while you're in a bad state."
After saying that, he leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to rest, not even looking at Wuyun.
That gesture didn't look like bluff.
In other words, he really didn't take this competition seriously.
Wuyun gritted his teeth, feeling an emotion that he couldn't tell whether it was humiliation or annoyance welling up in his heart.
After all, he is also Titled Douluo, and he is also a prominent figure in Holy Spirit Cult Offering Hall. When has he ever been so despised by a teenager?
Back then, when he faced the pursuit of Shrek Inspection Corps alone, he didn't feel so aggrieved.
But then he thought about it, this young man could command an existence of Snow Empress's level and destroy five worshippers in one night, and it might not be just luck.
"Okay, then I would rather obey your orders than be respectful.
Wuyun took a deep breath, put Elixir into his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp, then sat down cross-legged and began to meditate with his eyes closed.
Elixir melts in the mouth, and a warm and soft energy slides down the throat into the abdomen, and then spreads along Meridians to the limbs and bones.