"What could I possibly think?"
The red-robed old woman transformed into a tall, bewitching young man. His deep black eyes looked down from above, carrying a strange, half-smiling gleam.
"They merely want to pull the Star Luo Empire into resisting the Holy Spirit Cult while selling some Tang Sect specialties on the side."
Ling Bai slowly approached. The real Star Nebula Douluo, Man Yi, instantly tensed, Titled Douluo-level Soul Power continuously spilling from her body.
When they had first met, a single claw strike from the Death Prison Bone Dragon had left her bedridden for a year, planting the seed of fear within her.
In recent years, Death Prison Douluo's reputation had grown ever greater, reaching its peak after he single-handedly stormed Mingde Hall, killed dozens of Body Sect Soul Masters, and left unscathed. The fear in Man Yi's heart had continued to ferment, but she was Xu Jiujiu's guardian. No matter what, she had to stand in front of Xu Jiujiu.
Unlike Star Nebula Douluo's loss of composure, Xu Jiujiu displayed the graceful demeanor of an imperial princess. She said calmly, "You're also one of the Holy Spirit Cult."
"Mhm. You may call me the Death Prison Vice-Leader."
"Then, Death Prison Vice-Leader, Jiujiu wishes to ask: has your Holy Spirit Cult truly formed an alliance with the Sun Moon Empire?"
"Crown Prince Xu Tianran has already made the Cult Leader his Imperial Preceptor and acknowledged the Supreme Pontiff as his adoptive mother. Once he ascends the throne, the Holy Spirit Cult will naturally be named the empire's protector sect."
Acting completely at home, Ling Bai picked a fruit from the platter on the coffee table. One bite filled his mouth with juice. "Xu Tianran is firmly in favor of war. When that time comes, Evil Soul Masters will all