Douluo: The Peerless King of Beast Tamers

Chapter 335 The Holy Spirit Cult's Actions, Xu Tianran's Intuition

The night sky of the Sun and Moon Empire was shrouded in a blood-red haze, and the Holy Spirit Cult, after suffering a severe blow, completely tore off its mask of pretense.

The evil forces that had once lurked in the shadows, like venomous snakes lying in wait, launched a frenzied counterattack within the empire, unleashing a chilling wave of evil.

On the streets, wails and cries mingled as innocent civilians struggled to survive in this sudden disaster.

All of this was just the beginning of the Holy Spirit Cult's revenge.

This blow has made the Holy Spirit Church extremely wary, like a frightened bird.

They knew that to survive in this cruel world, they had to respond to their enemies with even more ruthless methods.

As a result, most cities within the Sun Moon Empire became targets of their revenge.

The once bustling streets are now devastated, shops have been looted, people are fleeing everywhere, and fear is spreading like a plague throughout the empire.

Meanwhile, in Mingdu, an even bigger storm is brewing.

The arrival of Feng Ling, a level 97 super evil soul master, completely changed the situation of the Xi Shui Alliance.

Her appearance was like the arrival of death from the darkness, emanating a chilling aura.

Her terrifying cultivation level of 97, coupled with the unique and bizarre methods of an evil soul master, allowed her to even contend with a level 98 Super Douluo when she went all out.

The moment Feng Ling stepped into the headquarters of the Xi Shui Alliance, the temperature in the entire space seemed to drop a few degrees.

She strode with elegant yet imposing steps, scanning the crowd with a gaze as sharp as a dagger, making everyone feel uneasy.

Nangong Wan stood in the crowd, her heart filled with trepidation and unease.

He, who was once the leader of the Xishui Alliance, can now only watch helplessly as power changes hands.

Under Feng Ling's overwhelming pressure, Nangong Wan was instantly demoted from the high-ranking leader to the deputy leader.

Moreover, because of this "dereliction of duty," the Xishui Alliance in Mingdu suffered a severe blow, and Fengling gave him a three-month deadline without any mercy.

The cold words struck Nangong Wan's heart like a heavy hammer: "In three months, the Xishui Alliance will take back everything it has lost, no matter the cost, and make those guys like the Aodu Chamber of Commerce and the Pingfan Alliance who have been secretly sabotaging us pay a heavy price!"

Nangong Wan felt bitter. He knew that both of these underground forces had powerful backers, and it would be no easy task to completely destroy them.

But Feng Ling's orders weighed on him like a mountain, making it hard for him to breathe.

Even if he couldn't completely eliminate them, but instead severely damage them and let them witness the power of the Xishui Alliance and the methods of the Holy Church, it was still a task he had to complete.

He, the former leader of the alliance, has now become a pawn, redeeming himself and charging to the front lines.

Back in her room, Nangong Wan slumped into a chair, on the verge of tears.

If he wasn't afraid of death, how could he have ended up in such a state?
It's all Zhou Sichen's fault. His [Soul-Binding Curse] is too bizarre, and its effect is even more powerful than the Supreme Master's restriction.

Thinking back to that scene, Nangong Wan couldn't help but shudder. That feeling of being powerless to resist still lingered in his mind.

Fortunately, although Vice Leader Feng Ling was extremely dissatisfied with his dereliction of duty, she did not take his life.

For Nangong Wan, as long as he is alive, there is still a chance to turn things around.

The reason Feng Ling spared his life was not out of mercy, but because the Holy Sect was suffering heavy casualties among its followers under the Evil Douluo and was in dire need of manpower.

No matter how negligent Nangong Wan was, he was still a level 93 Evil Douluo. Keeping him around to do things was much more worthwhile than killing him outright.

Feng Ling sat in a luxurious chair, playing with her long, sharp fingernails, which gleamed coldly in the candlelight.

She looked coldly at Nangong Wan, who was kneeling on the ground, and said in a cold voice, "The sect leader is very angry about this matter. Whether you can appease the sect leader depends on your performance next."

Nangong Wan was startled and immediately bowed deeply, her voice filled with a mixture of flattery and fear: "Rest assured, Vice Leader, Nangong Wan will go through fire and water for the Holy Sect!"

"Now that Your Excellency has personally arrived, with your leadership, our Xishui Alliance will surely be able to control the underworld of Mingdu."

"At that time, with the underground supply chain of Mingdu, the core city, the Holy Church's previous losses will be made up as soon as possible."

Feng Ling raised her eyebrows slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, as if she hadn't expected Nangong Wan to say such a thing.

A meaningful smile appeared on her lips: "I didn't expect you to know so much. It seems you've gained a thorough understanding of Mingdu's underworld over this period of time."

Nangong Wan was overjoyed and quickly replied respectfully, "You flatter me, sir. If this incident hadn't happened so suddenly, catching us completely off guard, the Xishui Alliance would never have suffered such an accident. I..."

Feng Ling raised her hand to interrupt him, her eyes sharpening: "Second Elder, from now on, don't make excuses for the past."

"From this moment on, demonstrate the ability and spirit of the Second Elder of the Holy Church, and make Mingdu even more valuable in our hands, understand?"

Nangong Wan immediately nodded and bowed, his attitude extremely respectful: "Understood!"

He secretly vowed that no matter what, he would complete the task assigned by the vice-leader. Only in this way could he regain trust and gain a foothold in this perilous Holy Church.

A brutal struggle surrounding the underworld of Mingdu is about to unfold. Will Nangong Wan be able to complete his mission?

Can Xi Shui Meng rise again under Feng Ling's leadership?
How will the Aodu Chamber of Commerce and the Pingfan Alliance deal with this overwhelming crisis?

The underworld of Mingdu is destined to face an even greater bloodbath.

In the days that followed, Nangong Wan started running like a wound-up machine.

He began to reorganize the distribution of the Xishui Alliance's power in Mingdu, summoned his surviving subordinates, and formulated a detailed revenge plan.

He knew that time was of the essence, and the three-month deadline would pass in the blink of an eye. If he could not achieve results within this period, he would face even more severe punishment.

Meanwhile, Feng Ling was secretly in control of the situation.

She would summon Nangong Wan from time to time to inquire about the progress of the plan, and would severely reprimand him if he showed any dissatisfaction.

Under her high-pressure policies, the entire Xishui Alliance fell into a tense state of preparation.

The members of the alliance were all on high alert, and dared not slack off in the slightest.

At the same time, the Audu Chamber of Commerce and the Pingfan Alliance also noticed the unusual movements of the Xishui Alliance.

They also began to strengthen their own defenses, rally various forces, and prepare for the upcoming battle.

In the underworld of Mingdu, various forces are stirring up trouble, and a major battle that will determine the fate of Mingdu's underworld is about to break out.

……

Inside the Crown Prince's palace, the flickering light from the gilded candlesticks cast a long shadow of Xu Tianran, which twisted into a terrifying shape on the bluestone slab.

The secret report in his hand trembled slightly, the edges of the parchment were clenched into deep creases, and his gloomy gaze seemed to burn through the words on the paper.

In just twenty days and nights, the Holy Spirit Cult's numerous strongholds scattered throughout the Sun and Moon Empire were destroyed one after another, like candles flickering in the wind.

These outposts, though seemingly scattered, are in fact the nerve endings of the Holy Spirit Cult's infiltration of the empire.

The attackers acted decisively and ruthlessly, clearly having planned it in advance.

The lower and middle-level followers were killed or wounded in droves, the secret agents who were originally responsible for intelligence transmission were uprooted, and the routes for transporting supplies were also cut off.

Although Xu Tianran had no good feelings towards this group of evil people, he even felt a secret sense of pleasure when he learned the news.

Those evil spirit masters who stirred up trouble in the shadows finally tasted the bitterness of being besieged.

But soon, this joy was replaced by worry.

He gripped the armrests of his wheelchair tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. To outsiders, the Holy Spirit Cult was nothing more than a despicable and evil organization, but to Xu Tianran, they were an indispensable weapon in his hands.

The Xishui Alliance in the Mingdu underworld is his secret tool for manipulating power.

The gloves are now badly damaged, several core members at the Contra-level have been lost, and the area of ​​influence has shrunk significantly.

What troubled him even more was that intelligence indicated that the Audu Chamber of Commerce and the Ordinary Alliance were also involved. The intricate web of interests behind this was like a tangled mess swirling in his mind.

If this matter is not handled properly and the Holy Spirit Cult is allowed to retaliate wildly in anger, the entire Sun and Moon Empire will be plunged into turmoil.

Xu Tianran was not afraid of the Holy Spirit Cult's strength. With the empire's vast military power and Soul Master resources, it would not be difficult to crush this evil organization.

However, the mysterious Supreme Leader held a handle that could push him into the abyss.

Those letters that recorded his secret collusion with the Holy Spirit Church were like a Damocles' sword hanging over his head.

He needs to use the power of the Holy Spirit Church to eliminate political enemies, consolidate his position, and realize his ambition to ascend to the throne.

Therefore, even though this unexpected disaster had nothing to do with him, he had no choice but to step forward and clean up the mess, taking half the blame for it.

"Your Highness, what's wrong? Has something happened?" A gentle and concerned voice came from behind.

As she pushed the wheelchair, Orange noticed Xu Tianran's unusual behavior. Her gaze fell on the secret report, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Ju Zi has a tall and straight figure, and her delicate face is filled with determination. She is one of the people Xu Tianran trusts the most.

She was already used to the unpredictable events in the palace, but Xu Tianran's gloomy expression still made her heart tighten.

Xu Tianran hesitated for a moment, then casually tossed the secret report onto the table, his voice indifferent: "It's nothing serious. Get ready, and I'll send you to the army for training in three months."

His tone seemed casual, but it actually contained a deeper meaning.

Ju Zi was exceptionally intelligent and immediately understood that this was His Highness's early test and cultivation of her.

The army is the cornerstone of imperial power. If one can gain a foothold in it, it will provide solid support for Xu Tianran in the future.

Orange knelt on one knee, her eyes resolute: "For Your Highness, Orange will do everything in her power to share Your Highness's burdens!"

Her voice was strong and clear, every word representing a vow of loyalty. Ju Zi knew very well that Xu Tianran was susceptible to this kind of thing!
Xu Tianran nodded in satisfaction and waved for her to leave.

Once the orange figure disappeared outside the palace gate, he lightly snapped his fingers, and a dark shadow emerged from the shadows like a ghost.

"Elder Xue, I'd like to trouble you to make a trip to the Xishui Alliance." Xu Tianran's voice was as cold as frost.

"Tell Nangong Wan that revenge is fine, but things shouldn't go too far. I will do my best to help him find out the reason and the real culprit behind it all."

He paused, a ruthless glint in his eyes: "But I hope he won't cause me any trouble. Father doesn't have much time left, everyone wait and see. I will give them a satisfactory answer in the future."

Old Xue, his body hunched over, nodded slightly and vanished into the night as a blur.

After confirming that Elder Xue had left, Xu Tianran rubbed the jade thumb ring on his hand. This warm and smooth jade thumb ring was a symbol of his status, but at this moment he was squeezing it so hard it hurt.

His gaze turned menacingly toward the direction of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, where a name haunted him—Zhou Sichen.

Upon their first meeting, Zhou Sichen's talent and sharpness were like a dagger, piercing Xu Tianran's sensitive nerves.

The young man's expertise in the field of soul tools, as well as his terrifying talent in martial soul cultivation, made Xu Tianran feel threatened.

Although there was no concrete evidence, his intuition told him that the Holy Spirit Church's current disaster might be related to Zhou Sichen.

Even though Zhou Sichen had been in Mingdu for nearly a year and a half, this incident was too strange and too sudden, like a carefully planned conspiracy, and that gifted young man was very likely the mastermind behind it all.

Xu Tianran clenched his fists, his heart filled with murderous intent.

He knew all too well that in this vortex of power, any potential threat had to be eliminated as soon as possible.

If a person like Zhou Sichen cannot be used for one's own purposes, he must be completely eliminated.

He secretly resolved that no matter the cost, he would nip this potential threat in the bud and clear all obstacles for himself to ascend the throne.

Beneath the seemingly calm surface of Mingdu, the power struggle among various factions has quietly begun, and an even greater storm is brewing.

In the days that followed, Xu Tianran remained outwardly calm, but secretly accelerated the pace of his power consolidation.

He frequently summoned trusted confidants to discuss how to balance the various forces, while closely monitoring the movements of the Xishui Alliance.

Orange also began preparing for the upcoming military training. She knew that this was an opportunity for her to prove her worth and a mission to share the burden for His Highness.

Meanwhile, Nangong Wan, far away in the Xishui Alliance, received a message from Elder Xue. Although he was unwilling, he had no choice but to temporarily restrain his sharpness and wait for Xu Tianran's so-called "investigation of the truth".

But the seeds of hatred have been sown, and once the time is ripe, it will surely unleash another bloodbath.

The entire Sun Moon Empire is shrouded in the shadow of unseen power struggles, with everyone resorting to intrigue and scheming for their own benefit.

……

Xu Tianran's fingers unconsciously tapped the armrests of his wheelchair, producing a rhythmic "tap-tap" sound that echoed in the silent palace.

Zhou Sichen's image haunted his mind like a persistent nightmare.

His eyes were filled with malice, and he had already decided that this young man was doomed to die.

As the crown prince at the center of the power struggle, he knew that any potential threat on the road to the throne had to be nipped in the bud, and Zhou Sichen was undoubtedly the most dangerous one.

Given the current situation, taking direct action against Zhou Sichen would be far too risky.

The Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy is filled with experts, and as a key genius student being cultivated, Zhou Sichen must have powerful figures secretly protecting him.

Moreover, as a top power on the continent, Shrek Academy will certainly not let the matter rest once it learns that Zhou Sichen has run into trouble in the Sun Moon Empire.

But this did not mean that Xu Tianran would give up. A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. Since he could not act openly, he could only plot in the shadows.

He had already planned that the best time to make his move would be when Zhou Sichen was on his way back to Shrek Academy.

In the desolate wilderness, far from the protection of the academy, and with a carefully arranged group of assassins and experts lying in ambush, even with Zhou Sichen's exceptional talent, it would be difficult for him to escape.

Even if things are exposed in the future and the Dragon God Douluo of Shrek Academy is furious, Xu Tianran has a way to deal with it.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips. At worst, he would offer generous compensation. A 100,000-year-old soul bone might not be enough to quell the other party's anger, but he had enough sincerity...

In Xu Tianran's view, although a 100,000-year-old soul bone is extremely precious, enough to drive countless soul masters crazy, and can even create a genius soul master.

But compared to Zhou Sichen, he is far from being worth mentioning.

Zhou Sichen's talent far surpassed that of anyone he had ever seen, even exceeding that of the renowned Dragon God Douluo who had been famous for two hundred years.

Allowing such a promising "young dragon of light" to grow unchecked is like planting a bomb that could explode at any moment.

As long as Zhou Sichen lives, he may become an obstacle to Zhou Sichen's conquest of Douluo Continent in the future.

Xu Tianran clenched his fists, his eyes filled with determination. To realize his ambitions and consolidate his future rule, he was willing to pay the price of a 100,000-year-old soul bone to completely eliminate Zhou Sichen.

In his mind, power was supreme, and anyone who stood in his way was doomed.

A plot to kill Zhou Sichen is quietly taking shape in Xu Tianran's mind, waiting only for the right opportunity to be put into action.

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