Ye Guyi's first battle; Lu Cheng's conflicted reluctance

"Cough cough cough..."

A coughing sound came from outside the door.

"Guyi, come with me to a place tonight." A clear voice rang out from outside the door, less languid and listless than during the day, and more cold and solemn.

"Hmm... yes, Master."

Ye Guyi bit her red lips lightly, but did not rush to change her clothes. Instead, she stood naked on the spot. If Lu Cheng were to push open the door at this moment, he would see the beauty's dazzling white body.

Only after hearing the footsteps outside the door fade away did a hint of disappointment flash in the beauty's golden eyes. She casually picked up the clothes scattered on the ground with her delicate white toes, tossed them into her hand, straightened her black outfit, and then pushed open the door.

"Master, where are we going so late?"

At the entrance of the small courtyard.

Ye Guyi eyes looked somewhat blank.

Looking at the teacher in front of her, who seemed somewhat unfamiliar, whose temperament suddenly turned aloof, and who was just like herself, dressed in a black cloak, she cautiously asked.

Do you hate Evil Soul Master?

Lu Cheng said calmly.

"Hate!" Ye Guyi eyes flashed, a fierce aura surged in them, and her aura was like a sword that had not yet been drawn, its cold light piercing to the bone.

"Your sword has been honed quite well. Today is the day you are drawn from its sheath. Today, the blood of the Evil Soul Master you shed will be the testament to the beginning of your faith..."

"You should know that ten thousand years ago, that ancestor cut off the path to the Angel God. Since you want to become a god, you can only take another path." Seeing that Ye Guyi was still somewhat confused, Lu Cheng patiently continued to explain.

"Faith makes one a god."

"A god?" Ye Guyi's small face was stunned, somewhat blank. Even though she felt that her ideal ambition... to wipe out the Evil Soul Master of the entire continent was already big enough, even a fantasy, she never expected that the path her master had planned for her was... to become a god.

"Those guys who became gods ten thousand years ago were even less talented than you. If your courage is only this much, then I regret taking you as my disciple." Lu Cheng said calmly, his hands behind his back.

"Don't think of becoming a god as too difficult..."

"..."

Ye Guyi's eye twitched.

Becoming a god? Isn't that difficult?

If it were truly easy, countless people would have tried and failed to ascend to godhood and ascend to the upper realms over the past ten thousand years, right?

However, seeing her master's expression, she nodded solemnly. "I will do my utmost to preserve the Guyi and live up to my master's teachings."

"But Master... if you become a god, can you take those around you with you?" Ye Guyi stared at Lu Cheng with wide eyes, hoping that she could be with her master forever.

God's life is eternal.

"..." Lu Cheng glanced at Ye Guyi, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He naturally knew the girl's feelings, but...

"Perhaps."

Knowing it was impossible—that he himself would be the final sacrifice before the girl became a god— Lu Cheng remained silent for a moment, then nodded slightly and said in a calm tone, "Let's go, don't waste time."

"Mmm!!" Ye Guyi's eyes lit up.

At this moment, she finally found the motivation to become stronger.

To become a god, and then be with your master forever, ascend to the celestial realm, and become husband and wife...

Seeing the girl's expectant expression, Lu Cheng felt a pang of reluctance for some reason. Clearly, this was all just Simulation; everything he had done was for the generous rewards in the real world, but...

"Call..."

Exhaling a breath of stale air, Lu Cheng's expression became even calmer. He banished the last trace of pity from his mind, placed his hand on the girl's shoulder, and the two of them vanished from the spot.

A silent, dark night.

In a small town near Mingdu.

Several men and women clad in long, jet-black robes, exuding a chilling and Evil aura, stood in the center of the arena. Around them, ordinary civilians, young and old, knelt in fear. Occasionally, someone would manage to lift their head, glance ahead, and then be so frightened that they would bang their head on the ground again, too afraid to move.

The bloody scene nearly made many people vomit their dinner from the night before.

These guys are Evil Soul Master, that goes without saying.

But the most terrifying thing is collusion. In the original continent, Evil Soul Master are the common enemy of the continent, and no force dares to protect them. If a village is massacred or Evil Soul Master commits murder, the empire to which the master belongs has the reason and the obligation to take action.

But the Sun Moon Empire was different, especially the cities near Mingdu.

Evil Soul Master ran rampant, yet no one dared to speak out.

After all, the higher-ups are a den of scoundrels; even if you report it, the Sun Moon Empire's officials won't pay any attention.

This led to unbearable suffering for ordinary people. Nana's parents in the original work are an example. Nana was controlled and even dared not seek help from the Sun Moon Empire's officials when she asked Huo Yuhao for help. This shows how dark the Sun Moon Empire was under the old emperor's rule.

"This is the consequence of daring to deceive us." The leader, a man in black robes, tilted his chin back, indifferently looking down at the crowd of commoners. "You promised ten sacrifices; if one is missing, you'll bring ten more to replace it..."

They also had to pay tribute to the big boss in the Evil Demon Forest, which was considered as paying "rent" to the Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters. This rent was the souls of ordinary people or Soul Beast.

Therefore, every month, this offering is "collected" from towns near the various branch altars.

"My lord, we will never dare to do it again..."

A fat man dressed in rich clothes, who looked like a city lord, knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

"Today, we will take away ten more sacrifices as a slight punishment. If you dare to do it again, then it will be a hundred people, a thousand people! Until your Nuode City is completely deserted."

The leader of the men in black robes sneered.

Having said that, he opened his palm and made a claw-like gesture towards the crowd. Streams of blood-red light surged from his palm, rushing towards the crowd like blood-red tentacles, sweeping over ten figures before suddenly retreating.

Most of them were young and middle-aged men, while the wives and children of those chosen all looked on with despair.

But the next moment...

"Pfft~"

The black-robed man at the head of the group froze for a moment, then screamed madly. The blood-red tentacles on his palms snapped off in an instant, as if cleanly severed by sword energy, leaving no trace.

"Who?!!"

The other black-robed figures, who had been looking lazy, suddenly became alert. Anyone who could severely injure the Sixth Holy Spirit with a single blow was certainly no ordinary person.

Could it be that he's been too arrogant lately, incurring the displeasure of the Sun Moon Imperial Family?

"A bunch of scum."

A clear, melodious voice, like the tinkling of silver bells, rang out, clearly belonging to a beautiful woman, yet her tone was filled with coldness.

"There!"

A follower of the Holy Spirit Cult, looking flustered, pointed to a rooftop.

At that moment, countless civilians also looked up in astonishment at their "savior," a young woman dressed in a jet-black outfit, holding a crimson longsword, and whose face appeared to be no more than twenty years old.

The remaining impression is one of beauty, absolute beauty...

Like an angel, exquisite and flawless, beautiful and captivating.

"Who goes there, daring to attack my Holy Spirit Cult!" The Sixth Holy Spirit were furious and gloomy. They had been ambushed and seriously injured by a little girl. Where would they put their faces when they returned?

"The rest of you, move! Grab her and take her back. It's been a long time since I've had a taste of such a delicate young girl..."

The remaining Holy Spirit Cult disciples instantly dispersed, surrounding Ye Guyi and blocking all her escape routes.

"Heh, a bunch of sewer rats, when did they dare to show up so openly?" Ye Guyi sneered, holding his sword, his crimson wings unfurling behind him. He lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped into the air.

"World-Purifying Lotus Flower Flame!"

The longsword in her hand seemed to come alive as the girl weaved among the many disciples of the Holy Spirit Cult. Her combat power, derived from the Soul Emperor, already overwhelmed the Evil Soul Master. In addition, the attribute advantage of the Blazing Angel Martial Soul made her even more adept.

"No... Angel Martial Soul! Damn it..."

The black-robed man's expression changed drastically. He was confident that he could fight any ordinary Martial Soul, even if the martial spirit was a whole level higher than him, to a draw, or at the very least, retreat.

But it happens to be Angel Martial Soul, the ultimate nemesis of Evil Soul Master.

"Those who defy will face judgment!"

Ye Guyi raised her longsword high. Her hatred for the Evil Soul Master made her unwilling to end the fight easily. Even at the risk of exposing her trump card, she used her Sixth Soul Skill.

The jet-black Soul Ring lit up.

The Sixth Holy Spirit looked terrified, as if molten lava was bubbling beneath their feet, and their bodies were unconsciously sinking into it. The scorching holy fire burned their bodies, and they would die in the agonizing judgment.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

"..."

A piercing roar echoed throughout the night sky.

Lu Cheng watched quietly from behind, neither making a move nor offering any criticism. Ye Guyi announced the angel's name, and countless residents were filled with gratitude. At that moment, in his eyes, points of light suddenly shone from the girl's body, dazzling and radiant.

Faint points of light emanated from countless residents and converged on him.

"Tsk..."

Lu Cheng smiled and clicked his tongue lightly.

As expected of Angel Martial Soul, it was born for faith. Of course, it's also possible that the Angel God was shattered, leaving a void in the faith that originally belonged to the Angel God in this world, allowing any angel to absorb the power of faith.

Overall, the girl's first debut was a success.

"Master!"

When Ye Guyi saw Lu Cheng, her eyes revealed a hint of joy and an urge to share it.

Lu Cheng said calmly, "Next location: a branch altar of the Holy Spirit Cult in this city."

"Yes!"

Ye Guyi nodded vigorously.

"This should be it..."

Lu Cheng held the map, on which Wu Yun had been marked.

In terms of power distribution, there are six Holy Spirits, the strongest of whom is at the Soul Saint realm, the other four are Soul King, and one is Soul Emperor.

That's enough for Ye Guyi to gain experience.

To be honest, it would probably be difficult for anyone else to find the various branches of the Holy Spirit Cult so easily, given that their presence is relatively well-hidden.

But what can you do when Lu Cheng is Third Offering of the Holy Spirit Cult?

It's like having an internal roster and going door-to-door collecting debts.

As for Zhongli Wu, Ye Xishui, and the like... they'll have to wait a bit longer.

But though it may be late, it will arrive.

Lu Cheng smiled and said, "Sect Leader Zhongli, I hope you will like this gift."

As Ye Guyi burst through the door, Lu Cheng sat on the roof of a small house, quietly gazing at the night sky. Below, screams of agony, crashes, and shattering sounds echoed intermittently, gradually fading until Ye Guyi, covered in blood, landed behind him in a single leap, bowing slightly, her golden eyes filled with a sharp edge. "Master..."

"Is everything resolved?" Lu Cheng asked softly.

"Yes," Ye Guyi nodded solemnly.

With her abilities, dealing with these guys wouldn't be difficult at all.

Even though that Soul Saint possessed Martial Soul Avatar, he was completely restrained by her Blazing Angel Martial Soul, utterly powerless to resist, until a single sword severed his neck, separating his body from his head.

As for the rest, they were nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs, utterly vulnerable.

"Hahahaha..." Lu Cheng suddenly laughed, stood up leisurely, looked around at the mess in the courtyard, raised his finger, and gently pointed at the head of the Soul Saint.

The head exploded instantly, splattering blood everywhere.

At the same time, a crimson shadow slipped out from the explosion.

However, with a soft hum from Lu Cheng and a gentle clench of his palm, the shadow appeared in Lu Cheng's palm, struggling frantically but to no avail.

"Let me teach you another lesson. These guys have a lot of tricks up their sleeves. If you're not careful, you'll fall into their trap and be fooled."

"..."

Lu Cheng smiled and spoke.

Faced with his abnormally powerful Spiritual Power, all secrets vanished.

P. S.: Tomorrow's daily quotation is 10,000 words. If I miss even one word, I'll send a 1 RMB red envelope in the group. Damn it, please give me a good whack.