Ye Xishui's casual decision instantly made the atmosphere in the conference room strange and stagnant.
An invisible doubt and confusion permeated everyone's hearts, but intimidated by Ye Xishui's absolute strength and accumulated prestige, no one dared to voice their doubts, and even their eye contact was tinged with caution.
In the dead silence, a quick-witted elder broke the suffocating silence with his voice.
"Since the real mastermind behind this is Yan Shaozhe of the Shrek Academy, and it was they who instigated and provided the intelligence that led to this great calamity for our Holy Cult."
"Should we leak this information to the Worship Hall? Let Kong Deming know who his real enemy is!"
"This will surely incite them to fight like dogs, and we might be able to reap the benefits!"
Upon hearing this, many elders and devotees were immediately impressed, finding the plan brilliant!
This would both retaliate against Shrek's exploitation and create a powerful enemy for the Worship Hall, inciting conflict between the two sides and relieving the Holy Cult's current immense pressure.
However, Ye Xishui's next words once again surprised everyone.
"No," she objected firmly, "This information should not be given to the Worship Hall for now."
Why?!
Almost everyone's face instantly filled with astonishment and confusion!
Even Feng Ling, who had just received lenient treatment, couldn't help but raise her head, her eyes filled with doubt.
This is clearly a well-intentioned scheme that greatly benefits the Holy Cult, so why would the Supreme Leader of the Church stop it?
Why ignore the readily available plan to use one enemy against another, and instead choose to bear the wrath of the Worship Hall and Shrek's schemes alone?
This is completely inconsistent with the Holy Spirit Cult's operating logic, and even more inconsistent with Ye Xishui's vengeful nature!
Ye Xishui took in the confused and even slightly dissatisfied looks in everyone's eyes, but her pale and dignified face remained unmoved, and she showed no intention of explaining.
The immense pressure belonging to Limit Douluo naturally enveloped the entire area, suppressing all whispers and murmurs.
She said in an indifferent tone that left no room for argument, "Alright, let's leave it at that for now."
Her gaze swept over Feng Ling meaningfully one last time before moving away.
"Everyone, you can leave now."
With many questions swirling in their minds, everyone left one after another. In the dim and oppressive hall, only Ye Xishui remained, sitting alone in the main seat.
The intimidating coldness and authority that had previously emanated from her face receded like a receding tide.
Instead, there was an extremely rare, even somewhat dreamlike, gentleness.
She truly hadn't expected to hear the name " Yan Shaozhe " today, in this situation.
In this world, she is probably the only one who knows that the headmaster of the Shrek Academy shares a bloodline closely connected to hers.
When Ye Xishui was young, she was entangled with Mu En and Long Xiaoyao.
But his true love has always been Long Xiaoyao, Yan Shaozhe is his and Long Xiaoyao's grandson.
This secret, unspoken blood connection led her to turn a blind eye to Feng Ling's actions in her fury.
As for her son Zhongli Wu, a barely perceptible hint of indifference flashed in Ye Xishui's eyes.
There was absolutely no affection between her and Old Ghost Zhongli, the former leader of the Holy Spirit Cult; in fact, there was even a hint of hatred between them.
Therefore, in her heart, how could Zhongli Wu compare to Yan Shaozhe, the grandson of her beloved Long Xiaoyao!
This is precisely the real reason why she resolutely refused to reveal to the Worship Hall the information that Shrek was the mastermind behind everything.
She was protecting Yan Shaozhe.
How ironic!
The most genuine thought deep in her heart at this moment, despite being the Supreme Leader of the Holy Spirit Cult with blood on her hands, was to protect the Shrek Academy Dean who represented justice.
Perhaps, many "evil people" who have gone astray in the world harbor a humble hope deep in their hearts.
That is the hope that one's descendants can escape the shadows and walk in the Yangguang.
To possess the "righteous" life that one has never had or has already lost.
Ye Xishui was no exception.
She slowly closed her eyes, completely concealing that rare tenderness, and transformed back into the cold and powerful Holy Spirit Elder!
Looking at the four great empires on the Douluo Continent today, the one with the lowest profile is undoubtedly the Dou Ling Empire, which is confined to a corner of the world.
In the past, the Heaven Dou Empire was torn apart by internal strife. The successors of Xue Ye's lineage could not even defend the capital Heaven Dou City, which had been built up over generations, and were forced to move north.
The current Dou Ling Empire has the smallest territory and its national strength is not as good as the Sun Moon or the Star Luo Empire, and it is even inferior to the Heavenly Soul Empire, which shares the same origin. It is often in a marginal position that is ignored.
On this day, Lingdou City, the capital of the Dou Ling Empire, welcomed two "uninvited guests".
The visitors were none other than Kong Deming and his grandson Kong Xuan.
Kong Deming withheld the royal stipends of the Heavenly Soul and Dou Ling kingdoms. She had assumed that the two kingdoms would contact the Worship Hall, but she waited and waited without receiving any news. It seemed that these four Titled Douluo had been abandoned.
So now that Kong Deming has come to Lingdou City in person, he's not willing to support those four Titled Douluo for nothing; he has to get some benefits in return.
Above the imperial palace of the Dou Ling Empire, the figures of Kong Deming and his grandson Kong Xuan blended perfectly into the void, quietly overlooking the vast and imposing architectural complex below.
In stark contrast to the Mingdu Palace of the Sun Moon Empire, which is filled with metallic textures and Soul Guidance Technology lines, the Dou Ling Palace exudes a sense of weight and grandeur that has been etched with the passage of time and history.
The vermilion palace walls, gilded glazed tiles, flying eaves and brackets, carved beams and painted rafters—the continuous palace exudes a classical royal style inherited from the Heaven Dou Empire.
"Let's go down."
Kong Deming's calm voice rang in Kong Xuan's ears.
Two figures landed silently, like falling leaves, in a secluded corner outside the palace, without attracting the attention of any guards.
After landing, Kong Deming turned to his grandson. "You wait for me here."
His meaning was clear: he did not intend to take Kong Xuan with him in the next operation.
After all, a fight might break out next. Although Kong Xuan was capable of protecting himself, Kong Deming felt it was better to avoid trouble and decided to go alone to resolve the problem quickly.
Kong Xuan clearly understood his grandfather's concerns and nodded calmly, but he couldn't help but remind him, "Grandpa, don't forget what we agreed on before."
Kong Deming's face showed a calm expression of complete control as he gently patted Kong Xuan's shoulder. "Don't worry."
Before he finished speaking, a very subtle, almost imperceptible ripple appeared in the space around him.
The next moment, his figure vanished like Gui Mei, blending into the surrounding environment and disappearing without a trace, as if he had never existed.
Kong Deming hovered above Lingdou City once more, his eyes indifferent.
His vast Divine Power swept across the entire Dou Ling Imperial Palace complex below without any restraint, like mercury spilling onto the ground!
Almost the instant his Divine Power swept across the palace, several powerful auras, like startled Ferocious Beast, suddenly erupted from the depths of the palace, soaring straight into the sky!
Immediately afterwards, an old voice filled with anger boomed like thunder, echoing over the palace.
"Who dares to be so audacious as to spy on my Dou Ling Palace?!"
Along with this voice, an even more powerful and condensed terrifying aura suddenly rose up.
This aura was so powerful that it had reached the level of Super Douluo, and judging from its condensation and oppressive feeling, it was even stronger than the Spatial Domain Douluo that Kong Deming had encountered before!
Kong Deming raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
He truly hadn't expected that the seemingly weak Dou Ling Empire would actually have such a powerful expert hidden deep within its palace.
This is probably one of the Dou Ling Empire's most treasured secrets.
However, one Super Douluo is not enough to make him wary.
Kong Deming ignored the threatening question and didn't bother to respond.
A faint silver light flashed around him, and his figure blurred suddenly on the spot like Gui Mei. In the next instant, he had completely disappeared from the spot.
He has found his purpose for this trip.