Mu Changqing and his two companions arrived at a small town. It was considerably livelier than the towns on the outskirts of the new city, and the three followed the road to a carriage shop.
After the shopkeeper introduced one carriage after another, Qian Duoduo bought a better one. Its horse was a four-hundred-year-old black horse Soul Beast, while the carriage itself was a Soul Tool.
The three stepped inside. The black horse neighed and immediately set off toward Gengxin City.
"This trip to get Soul Rings really has been full of trouble."
Bei Bei stood and stretched, his face full of speechlessness. Hunting Soul Rings had never felt this troublesome before.
"What rotten luck! We can't even go out without evil soul masters hunting us down!"
Mu Changqing lay quietly to one side. His Soul Power had been severely depleted, and all he wanted now was to lie flat and recover it.
At Mu Changqing's will, the Genesis-Eye of Annihilation manifested between his brows. Rich life elements burst from it, filling the entire carriage.
Amid this rich breath of life, Qian Duoduo and Bei Bei gradually relaxed their minds. They continuously drew the life elements into the dantians within their bodies, restoring their Soul Power.
"Luckily, Elder Xuan has been protecting us from the shadows all along. Those two evil soul masters who were Titled Douluo might already have met sudden deaths."
Qian Duoduo said with a smile. He had actually known all along that Xuan Zi had followed them the entire way. Beside him, a pain struck Bei Bei's head, and he clutched it fiercely.
"Bei Bei, what's wrong?"
Qian Duoduo turned and held Bei Bei's shoulder.
"Nothing. My head just hurt for a moment for no reason."
Bei Bei shook his head. Just now, he had felt as though something like a needle had pierced his soul. He sensed that, somewhere in the unseen, a girl was waiting for him.
"Changqing, your younger brother's karmic threads have been altered."
The God King of Destruction's sigh echoed through Mu Changqing's Second Sea of Spirit. He had never expected Tang San to be so shameless.
If the God King of Destruction forcibly severed Bei Bei's karmic threads, Tang San's divine sense would detect him, and all their previous preparations would come to nothing.
"Karmic threads? Could Tang San be behind this?"
Mu Changqing floated in his Sea of Spirit. He had never expected Tang San to forcibly alter Bei Bei's karmic threads. Would Bei Bei still develop as he had in the original story, then?
"Yes. I can see Bei Bei's karmic threads beginning to connect with the Tang Sect."
The God King of Destruction gazed at the karmic threads of everyone in the Douluo Plane, rubbing his palms together.
"Then is there any way to stop it?"
Mu Changqing looked bewildered as he asked. If Bei Bei really turned out like he had in the original story, all his years of teaching would have been wasted.
The Douluo Continent's underlying code was love brain.
"Since you can't change the karmic threads, why not make the Tang Sect your Tang Sect?"
"Bei Bei's karmic threads are connected to the Tang Sect now. Wouldn't making him the Tang Sect's sect master solve it?"
"I have to go. Little Green is looking for me."
After the God King of Destruction finished speaking, his divine sense vanished.
"Right!"
Mu Changqing clapped his hands together. Wouldn't making the Tang Sect my Tang Sect solve it? Their cultivation methods and hidden weapons are quite powerful, especially if their hidden weapons were combined with Soul Tools.
Mu Changqing stroked his chin with one hand. He now counted as a member of the Soul Beast race, so he would have to consider its survival in the future too.
Since humans could use Soul Tools, why couldn't Soul Beasts? Once Mu Changqing obtained Electrolux, he would have to invent Spirit Souls as soon as possible.
Only after the Spirit Pagoda appeared in the world could the conflict between Soul Beasts and humans begin to ease.
Mu Changqing's consciousness returned to his body. He opened his eyes and gave his foolish little brother a meaningful look.
Bei Bei thought no more of it. He immediately sat cross-legged and circulated his Soul Power to begin cultivating. Mu Changqing traced circles on his thigh with a finger.
Bei Bei's Martial Soul is the Holy Dragon of Light, while mine is the Golden Dragon King. Perhaps his Martial Soul can evolve into the Light Dragon King in the future. That would give my team another powerhouse.
At that moment, Nightmare Douluo was fleeing madly with all his strength, his face filled with terror. He was already nearing the Star Luo Empire's border.
Nightmare Douluo now regretted it to death. He really should never have gotten involved. Who could have known the other side had a rank-98 Super Douluo protecting them?
Had Nightmare Douluo known Xuan Zi was with them, he would never have hunted Mu Changqing, no matter how many heavenly treasures Zhongli Wu offered him, or even if Zhongli Wu raised his cultivation to rank 96. His life mattered most.
When they came to the Douluo Continent, Zhongli Wu had already warned them to kill Mu Changqing if they could, and to give up if they truly could not.
Nightmare Douluo and Mask Douluo had not been cautious enough and had suffered for their greed.
"Almost there!"
A smile appeared on Nightmare Douluo's face. Just as he passed through a patch of woods, a force of gravity descended from above and pinned him to the ground, forming a gravitational field around him.
"You certainly run fast..."
Xuan Zi lay leisurely on a tree trunk, gnawing on a chicken leg with both hands folded behind his head. He lazily watched Nightmare Douluo sprawled on the ground.
"You!!"
Nightmare Douluo unleashed all his Soul Power and finally escaped the gravitational field. He had thought he had gotten away, never expecting that his opponent was merely an old man toying with a mischievous child.
Nightmare Douluo immediately flung hallucinatory black mist toward Xuan Zi, activated his Martial Soul True Body, and fled at once. As long as he escaped to the Sun Moon Empire's border, he could still be saved.
"Eighth Soul Skill, Mend the Heavens!"
Just as half of Nightmare Douluo's body crossed the Sun Moon Empire's border, a mountain range instantly appeared before him and bounced him back.
Xuan Zi possessed his body with his Martial Soul. The strength in his left hand increased greatly, and the strength in his right hand surged. With one kick, he sent Nightmare Douluo flying, head and all.
After successive exchanges between the two, Nightmare Douluo's Soul Power was utterly exhausted. He died beneath Xuan Zi's fists, his eyes refusing to close in death.
"What a pain!"
Xuan Zi spat at Nightmare Douluo's corpse and began searching him for valuables.
Xuan Zi put the spoils into his storage Soul Tool, then unleashed his Soul Power and charged back toward the evil soul masters' gathering places in the Star Luo Empire.
While pursuing Nightmare Douluo, Xuan Zi had discovered several nests where evil soul masters gathered, though they were all evil soul masters with low cultivation.
Sun Moon Empire, Evil Forest.
The Evil Forest was the Holy Spirit Church's headquarters. White bones littered the ground, and the rivers had been stained red with blood. The stench of the dead pervaded every corner.
"Church Master, I have something to report."
At the entrance to the Holy Spirit Church's great hall, a guard called into the sinister hall in a trembling voice.
"Enter!"
The guard stepped inside and knelt on the floor, not daring to look directly at Zhongli Wu, who sat upon a skeletal throne.
"The Seventh Elder's and Eighth Elder's life lamps have both gone out."
The guard trembled all over, terrified that Zhongli Wu would vent his fury on him.
"What?! Those two bastards actually died?!"
"Useless fools who accomplish nothing and ruin everything! Send word for the Third and Fourth Elders to take over the gathering places in the Star Luo Empire!"
Zhongli Wu immediately figured out the cause of Mask Douluo's and Nightmare Douluo's deaths. His skeletal hand slammed viciously against the throne, knocking loose its skull decorations.