People in Douluo, the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 95 95. Ever since the emergence of the God King Tang, there have been nine years of famine out of ten!
For a moment, Long Xiaoyao felt a headache. He really couldn't offer enough bargaining chips to make Aying loyal to him. It would be a pity to kill him directly. Such a talented soul master who can perfectly disguise himself as anyone is too rare. If he were deployed on the battlefield, it might produce miraculous effects.

Long Xiaoyao is no longer the Long Xiaoyao in the original novel. Having joined Poseidon Pavilion for more than two hundred years, his thoughts and personality have been more or less poisoned by Shrek's ideas. In his mind, no matter how disappointing Poseidon Pavilion is, he still hopes that Poseidon Pavilion and Shrek Academy can continue to exist.

What's more, Yan Shaozhe's talent is so poor that it's shocking. He is almost a hundred years old, but his cultivation is still hovering at level ninety-five. He has only recently reached the threshold of level ninety-six. With this strength, it is difficult for him to protect himself in troubled times.

While he and Moon were still able to move, they should leave a team for Yan Shaozhe. However, this Ah Ying... Alas! Even if she got pregnant with Yan Shaozhe's child, it would not work. This person was too pure in character. She only wanted to become a god. Simple moral kidnapping could not work on her.

Wait, the only thing in your sight is becoming a god?
Doesn’t that mean that the Sun-Moon Empire is also unable to make Aying pledge allegiance?

Thinking of this, Long Xiaoyao's eyes lit up. Since Ah Ying was an extremely pure person and replaced Ma Xiaotao's identity just to obtain the corresponding resources, why not... spare her life? In order to maintain her position in the Sea God Pavilion, she would definitely fight against the Sun and Moon Empire with all her might, thus becoming a knife of the Sea God Pavilion, a sharp blade that would hardly hurt its owner.

Long Xiaoyao's decision seemed reasonable, but in fact... it would lead to endless troubles. To put it bluntly, Long Xiaoyao's vision was too narrow. He didn't know that another extremely pure person had refined almost the entire Soul Clan in order to become a Dou Emperor.

If one day someone told Ah Ying that she could become a god through killing, she wouldn't mind slaughtering the entire Poseidon Pavilion!
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The Douluo Continent was shrouded in dark clouds, but that could not affect the good mood of the eight members of the Tang Clan. After handing over the Tang Clan's assets, the group rode a hand tractor and slowly drove out of Shrek City under the secret protection of Cai Meir.

Well... a group of soul masters, especially four young and beautiful female soul masters wearing small skirts of various styles, sitting on the bed of a hand tractor. That picture... is so beautiful.

But the people of the Tang Sect did not feel that strange. Compared with horse-drawn carriages, hand tractors did not need to eat grass or be fed. They only needed to carry enough fuel. The cargo box was specially made and could be folded into the size of a miniature toolbox and stored in a storage tool, which greatly facilitated everyone's travel.

At this stage, the speed of the hand tractor is not very fast, almost the same as that of a horse-drawn carriage. The eight members of the Tang Sect are not in a hurry to travel. They are out to gain experience, not to reincarnate. It is indeed necessary for them to see the world.

Converted to the Blue Planet calendar, it is now May in the north, the busy farming season. Farmers are wandering around in their fields, using high-tech machines to plant rice. It seems very easy, but... these young people in their twenties look very old, like middle-aged people in their forties or fifties.

After waiting for a long time until noon, the eight members of the Tang Sect came forward with food to talk to the farmers, but it was obvious that these farmers didn't like them. They had no choice but to find the village chief who was clearing weeds by the bank of the pond.

The village chief was a young man with a very sturdy build and a waist circumference of three and a half feet. Even so, he still transformed himself into a nimble fat man and strolled on the narrow bank of the pond... He was obviously a soul master with considerable strength.

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao quickly stepped forward and handed over a clay pot filled with canned fruit. "We are disciples from a large family who have come out to gain experience. Seeing that you are walking very fast, you must be a spirit master. I wanted to come over to say hello to you and ask you a few questions. Do you think... is it okay?" The village chief took the clay pot, tore off the mud seal, opened the lid, opened his gluttonous mouth, and swallowed all the canned fruit inside under Huo Yuhao's gaze.

The village chief took the jar in his hand and said thoughtfully, "Not bad, not bad, the jar is really good. I'll take it back to the pawnshop and at least I can exchange it for five silver soul coins. It's just right for the villagers to have a good meal tonight. For the sake of the jar, I can chat with you for half an hour."

Huo Yuhao: "..."

Before Huo Yuhao could speak, Mo Lian suddenly stepped forward and bowed towards the village chief. He said, “Village chief, you look quite young. With your… oh no, your figure, it shouldn’t be difficult for you to find a job as a guard in a spirit master family. But why do you want to stay in a small village and be a small village chief?”

"The reason may make you unhappy, do you really want to hear it?" said the village chief with a serious expression.

The eight members of the Tang Sect nodded one after another. They were very curious. A spirit master... couldn't live the current noble life, so he had to do this kind of "humble" job?

The village chief said calmly, "I was born in Shenhun Village. Eleven years ago, the steward of the Spirit Hall came to our village to help children of the appropriate age awaken their spirits for free... Hehe, doesn't it sound ridiculous? After the demise of the Spirit Hall, Shenhun Village, which raised the God King Tang, has never produced a work-study student again!"

"Let me, Sun Ling, work for the running dog of Sea God Tang San. Humph! Don't even think about it!"

Hearing this, Tang Ya was immediately unhappy, and hurriedly walked out of the crowd, facing Sun Ling, and argued: "What do you, a small village chief, know? Ten thousand years ago, the Spirit Hall clearly wanted to destroy Douluo Continent. The Sea God Pavilion turned the tide and saved Douluo Continent from the Spirit Hall. You are alive and standing here talking to me, completely relying on the grace of Lord Sea God. What are you yelling about here?"

"Whatever you say, you can even kill me. I'm too lazy to argue with you."

As he spoke, Sun Ling returned to the field once again and continued to pull out the weeds in the ground.

As a member of the Farmers' Association, Sun Ling not only serves as the village chief, but is also responsible for awakening the martial spirits of eligible villagers free of charge. Knowing that his existence will affect the interests of some people, he has long since put life and death aside.

Even if one Sun Ling died, there are still thousands and thousands of Sun Lings. Everyone should have a chance to be promoted to a higher class. Poseidon Pavilion and Shrek Academy have no right to deprive this right. Victory belongs to Spirit Hall and to thousands and thousands of civilians!
For a moment, Tang Ya was so angry that she quickly stepped forward and wanted to strangle the remnant of the Spirit Hall to death. Huo Yuhao quickly took action to block her way.

(End of this chapter)