On the top floor of Sun Moon Workshop, various rare birds and animals are cooked into delicious dishes, their aromas so enticing that they make one's mouth water.
Qin Fang: Ah, this is Lao Li's cooking. No wonder.
Jing Hongchen and Qin Fang were drinking and having a great time. In the second half, they even played among the flowers, getting covered in the scent of rouge.
Holy Spirit Cult.
Long Xiaoyao arranged to meet Zhong Liwu alone.
Zhong Liwu cupped his hands and said, "Chief Offering, what are your orders?"
Long Xiaoyao turned to the side and asked, "When will the Sun Moon Empire begin its war?"
Upon hearing this, Zhong Liwu immediately understood the two men's plan and laughed, "The Chief Offering will have to wait until the Old Emperor ascends to heaven, but it will be soon, at most three years."
After listening, Long Xiaoyao left with the words "as soon as possible".
Zhong Liwu felt much more at ease. These two top-tier combatants were his greatest source of confidence. This time, the Holy Spirit Cult was likely to sweep across the entire Douluo Continent.
Mingyue Hotel.
The Shrek Academy team members all looked grim. The fact that Taotie Douluo had fled at the last minute was a huge blow to their morale.
Ning Tian complained, "Gluttony Pavilion Master, how could you do this? Fleeing without a fight? Isn't this a disgrace to the Shrek Academy?"
Cao Jinxuan interrupted him, saying rationally, "Hmm? If we don't run, are we just waiting to die? Didn't you just see how strong Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao of the Holy Spirit Cult are?"
Wu Feng's temper became even more volatile. He said, "That's right, now that the Gluttony Pavilion Master has run away, what do we do? What about the battle?"
The Shrek Academy team members engaged in heated discussions, filled with accusations, complaints, and a constant stream of negative emotions.
Dai Huabin slammed his hand on the table to stop them, and roared, "Ah, does that mean we can't win the championship without Taotie Douluo? From now on, there can only be one voice in the team, and everyone must listen to me."
Dai Huabin's prestige was sufficient, and he gradually suppressed the group's ulterior motives.
"Wu Feng, go gather information. Ning Tian, keep watch on the surroundings to prevent a sudden attack from the Holy Spirit Cult. Cao Jinxuan..."
Dai Huabin arranged everything in an orderly manner, with everyone fulfilling their responsibilities. Was he not flustered? To be honest, he was quite flustered, but at this moment, he could only remain calm, after all, he was the team leader.
The second floor of Mingyue Hotel.
In the dormitory of the Tang Sect and others, Bei Bei, Huo Yuhao, Tang Wutong and others gathered together to discuss how to target Qin Fang and kill Qin Fang, but no matter how much they discussed, they could not come up with a solution.
Qin Fang's personal strength is too great. The key is the hidden power within him—enough to annihilate Limit Douluo like Tang Wutong's Big Uncle! What kind of power is that?
Huo Yuhao said helplessly, "If we encounter the Body Sect, I suggest we just admit defeat. Qin Fang's hatred for us will definitely lead him to take drastic measures."
Bei Bei sighed heavily and said, "I agree with Yuhao's statement that we should admit defeat when we encounter the Body Sect. It's the only option we have."
Tang Wutong stroked the Golden Trident Mark between her eyebrows and said, "No, perhaps I can fight him. Let's see who can defeat him."
Huo Yuhao took Tang Wutong's hand and made her sit on his lap, saying, "Wutong, we can't gamble, we could really die."
Outside Mingdu City, Tang Wutong had not yet mobilized the Sea God's Power within her body. What if she failed to mobilize it again on the arena? This was no child's play.
Xiao Xiao sighed deeply and said, "Qin Fang, what an invincible feeling."
Huo Yuhao and the others began to discuss plans to deal with other teams, as they were really not very effective against the Body Sect.
Mingdu.
The Imperial Palace.
The Old Emperor, deeply worried, was discussing matters of state with Kong Deming when he coughed twice and said weakly, "Lord Kong, are you not even confident that you can forge this level ten Soul Tool?"
Kong Deming sighed deeply and said, "I have been researching Tenth Level Soul Tool, but with little success. The Tenth Level Soul Tool in the Mingde Hall, in a sense, is not a level 10 Soul Tool."
"As for Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao, these two people behave strangely. They drink blood from the blade and kill without blinking an eye. I want to communicate with them, but I don't dare!"
Kong Deming was just telling the truth. These two? Limit Douluo from the Holy Spirit Cult.
The Old Emperor unfolded a memorial and showed it to Kong Deming. His eyes gleamed, but he said succinctly, "This is a memorial from the Holy Spirit Cult Sect proposing that they become the state religion. What do you think? Should I agree? If I agree, will they teach you how to forge Tenth Level Soul Tool?"
Kong Deming shook his head. The Old Emperor was still thinking too simply. He still didn't understand the power of Tenth Level Soul Tool; it was a power capable of changing the world.
If the Holy Spirit Cult wanted to rebel now? The Old Emperor would probably be dead by now, and no one could stop him.
Perhaps due to old age, the Old Emperor was too presumptuous.
Kong Deming sighed and said, "Your Majesty, you don't need to worry too much. I will communicate with Jing Hongchen again in the coming days to see if we can take things a step further."
The Old Emperor slumped wearily on the dragon throne, feeling as if the Soul Beast called "Great Limit" within him was devouring his life force, causing waves of darkness to wash over him and his vision to go black.
The Old Emperor knew his days were numbered! (Eastern Palace)
With a beaming smile, Ju Zi was massaging Xu Tianran's leg muscles, saying, "Crown Prince Highness, your leg seems to have moved just now; you're about to stand up."
Xu Tianran also laughed, concealing his sinister intentions, and said, "Ju Zi, don't lie to me, how could that be?"
Ju Zi insisted, "It's true."
Xu Tianran's smile gradually faded, and he asked, "Ju Zi, how are you managing the Imperial Guards?"
Ju Zi respectfully stepped aside to Xu Tianran, not daring to overstep her bounds in the slightest, and said, "Your Highness, rest assured, everything is under control, and we can take action at any time."
Xu Tianran closed his eyes and nodded, understanding the situation, but said aloud, "Ju Zi, I told you, you don't need to be so reserved."
Ju Zi thought to herself: Uh, how could she dare? If she dared to overstep her bounds, her fate wouldn't be good.
Xu Tianran laughed and said, "Ju Zi, I will make you the Regent Consort tomorrow. What do you think?"
Ju Zi once again acted with trepidation, satisfying Xu Tianran's perverse psychology.
Today, Ju Zi was extremely emotional. She was overjoyed to confirm that Qin Fang was not dead. However, she could not act on her own and leave the palace, lest she arouse Xu Tianran's suspicion.
She will eventually be able to see him once the competition begins.
After visiting the Soul Tool Laboratory of the Mingde Hall, the members of the Body Sect truly understood what it meant to be a frog in a well.
Although under Qin Fang's tutelage, they were able to reach the level of a sixth-grade Soul Tool, they were still like frogs in a well with a limited view of the sky.
Helpless, Qin Fang could only discuss with Jing Hongchen the possibility of allowing the Body Sect and Mingde Hall to exchange ideas during the competition, with the price being a God-level Metal.
Jing Hongchen would certainly agree without hesitation.
The next day.
Qin Fang had just returned to the Mingde Hall from the "flower garden," his steps unsteady, when he saw Ji Juechen's figure, sharp as a sword, speaking with a powerful, resonant voice, as if a sword were ringing out. "Qin Fang, I challenge you."
Qin Fang also became interested and said with a smile, "Okay."
Seeking Everything.
Third update.
Eight monthly passes, two more needed, -1 chapters owed, equals 4.