Douluo: Starting from the Nine-Curved Vine Dragon

Chapter 412 Report
"Grandpa Sword, your soul power is too high. The boost I can give you can only last for one minute and eighteen seconds at most."

As Sword Douluo's aura surged, Ning Rongrong's voice transmission echoed in his mind.

He felt the boost to his six attributes—strength, speed, spirit, defense, attack, and elemental power—within his body. The immense power filled him with confidence, and a smile crept onto his face.

"One minute and eighteen seconds is enough!"

In the air, amidst the golden chrysanthemums that shimmered with a purple-gold light, Yue Guan rested his chin on his hand, glanced at Ning Rongrong, whose face had turned pale on the ground, and then at Chen Xin, who held the Seven Kill Sword high. He already had the intention to retreat.

"After a stalemate, we finally got to see what Young Master Ning would do."

"Right now, that bastard is incredibly powerful, so it's perfectly reasonable for me to retreat. Even if people find out, no one will suspect anything."

So, Yue Guan made a feint, and a golden chrysanthemum shot out from his hand, hurtling towards Ning Rongrong on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xin immediately stopped the Seven Kill Sword Technique he was building up, and swung the Seven Kill Sword in his hand to unleash a Seven Kill Sword Qi, shattering the golden chrysanthemum in mid-air.

Taking advantage of this opening, Yue Guan slipped away, leaving only a voice echoing in the air:

"You old bastard, the green hills remain and the clear waters flow on, we'll meet again someday!"

"Damn chrysanthemum, he still managed to get away!" Chen Xin slowly flew down to the ground on his sword. Because he had lost face, he abandoned his usual aloof and superior image and started cursing to divert Ning Rongrong and Oscar's attention.

Of the two, Oscar, who had the highest emotional intelligence, immediately understood and took the initiative to change the subject, saying:

"Rongrong, Elder Jian, the mission is complete. We should go back and rejoin the others."

Throughout the conversation, he didn't look in the direction Yue Guan left, and his gaze was fixed on Ning Rongrong after glancing at Chen Xin.

……

Half a day later.

Military camp on the border of Xingluo.

Inside the tent, after Yue Guan Gui Mei finished reporting on the mission, he subtly made their deliberately tattered robes stand out even more, so that Bi Bi Dong could tell at a glance that they had fought a fierce battle to escape.

"Your Majesty, this is how it is. The Heavenly Dou Empire was prepared. After the six raiding squads acted independently, the squads led by the two of us were ambushed."

"The ambushers were powerful. Of the twenty-four Soul Masters in the two teams, only Old Ghost and I escaped. The remaining twenty-two Soul Saints were all wiped out."

"Old Ghost and I are in the same boat. The other four of the six raiding squads are probably in grave danger. If nothing unexpected happens, they should already be on their way."

Hearing these words, Bibi Dong, who was sitting in her seat, gradually became more and more breathless, and the veins on her clenched fists stood out. Just when Yue Guan Gui Mei thought she was about to get angry, her clenched fists suddenly loosened.

"Understood, you may all leave!"

Bibi Dong waved her hand, her voice sounding calm, yet tinged with weariness and heartache.

After they left, a while later, Bibi Dong stood up and slammed her hands on the ironwood table.

thump~
A familiar voice came from inside the tent. The brand-new ironwood table, which had been installed less than two days ago, was once again vandalized, and the sand table on the table collapsed once more.

"Useless, all of them are useless!"

The purplish-black divine power isolated the inside of the tent from the outside world, preventing the hysterical shouts from reaching outside, which echoed continuously within the tent.

...The military camp.

The ghostly figure in the moonlight appears to be moving around randomly, but in reality, it is moving with a purpose.

As they walked, about half an hour later, they happened to run into Luo Minghua, who had just come out of a tent.

"Oh my, what a coincidence! The military camp is so big, it's really fate that we bumped into each other!"

Yue Guan spoke like this without blushing or skipping a beat, as if they were truly destined to meet in the vast military camp.

Luo Minghua was not surprised. Since Bibi Dong became a god and made a strong return to the Spirit Hall, this was not the first time he had encountered such a thing. He also knew that this was the Spirit Hall's Pope camp trying to win him over.

He is a very pragmatic person. It would be impossible for him to be loyal to the Spirit Hall's lineage. He only chose to join the Spirit Hall because it was the only way that he could save his life from the Heavenly Dou forces.

However, the treatment and benefits offered by the people who had tried to win him over were not as good or as much as those offered by the Hall of Offerings, so he did not agree. Of course, he did not completely refuse, but subtly indicated in his words that he would add more bargaining chips, thus keeping the other party hanging.

Now that the Pope's camp has actually sent out these two people whose status is second only to Pope Bibidon, it seems that his previous strategy of waiting for the best bidder was not wrong.

"So you are the Seventh and Eighth Masters. I have long admired your names. Please come in and let me tell you more."

Luo Minghua gave a gentle, fake smile, and gestured for him to enter.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a glance, smiled, and walked into the tent with Luo Minghua.

"Young friend Luo." Inside the tent, Yue Guan casually found a place to sit down and went straight to the point:

"Since you are a successor of the gods, you should also know that even among those who inherit divine positions, there are differences in rank."

"The seven elements and the seven deadly sins are the fourteen divine positions, which are also top-notch in the divine realm. The four divine successors of His Holiness the Pope are all four of the seven deadly sins: pride, wrath, lust, and greed."

"The spatial godhood you inherited is one of the seven elements, and it is a first-class godhood, just like the Rakshasa godhood inherited by His Holiness the Pope. The war godhood inherited by the Second High Priest is a lower godhood."

"Isn't it obvious which of the two factions within the Spirit Hall has a brighter future?"

The unusual opening remarks startled Luo Minghua, but although Yue Guan's words made a lot of sense, he was only surprised for a moment before he returned to his principle of prioritizing interests.

"Seven offerings, any prospect is illusory. Compared to these, I have more confidence in my own abilities."

"As you just said, the Space Godhood is a top-tier existence in the God Realm. With the Space Blade in my hand, there's nowhere in the world I can't go. I can hide away and cultivate alone until I reach level 100 and become a god. The reason I joined the Spirit Hall is for resources. With enough resources, I can grow faster. You agree, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yue Guan remained expressionless, but inwardly cursed the other party for not acting until he saw the benefit. He said nothing, took out a lead box from his soul tool, and placed it on the table.

Luo Minghua's expression changed, and he thought to himself:

"Soul bone? I wonder how old it is."

It was almost a consensus in the soul master world that the lead box contained a soul bone, so even though Yue Guan didn't say anything, he immediately guessed that the lead box contained a soul bone, and that it was at least ten thousand years old.

As for whether it might be a thousand-year-old soul bone, he hadn't even considered it.

The reason is simple: to use a thousand-year-old soul bone to win over a divine successor—how much water must be in their brains to do such a thing?

(End of this chapter)