Douluo Jueshi: I Don't Want to Be an Evil Soul Master

Chapter 330 Demon Maggots
"Hu-hu-"

As night drew to a close, outside the Demon Forest, the Masked Douluo was sprinting along the ground, panting heavily and constantly looking back.

Seeing that no one was chasing him along the way, he relaxed and slowed down a bit.

"A Title Douluo! A Title Douluo has actually found the headquarters! Whoosh—whoosh—"

Masked Douluo, panting heavily, muttered to himself intermittently, "Ever since I lost my title as a Douluo, those people in the sect call me elder, but they won't even do something as simple as finding me a furnace to use, forcing me to use those ordinary beauties."

“Zhongli…the sect leader kept saying he would help me restore my cultivation, but so many years have passed, has he ever even glanced at me again?”

"As for titled Douluo, let whoever wants to manage it manage it. Since you all think that my current cultivation level is not worthy of the position of elder, then I will do what I should do with my current cultivation level."

The Masked Douluo muttered curses and turned around to look behind him once more.

However, when he turned around, a figure seemed to appear out of thin air in front of him. He couldn't control himself and crashed into it. Then, as if he had hit a wall, his body flew backward, and he felt a tingling sensation all over his body.

"What--"

The Masked Douluo was about to unleash a torrent of curses when he quickly stopped himself. "I have disturbed you, senior. Please forgive me."

Masked Douluo hurriedly stood up straight, bowed slightly, and raised his eyes slightly to look at the gray cloak that was getting closer and closer to him.

"Seventh Elder?"

Lin Xiao stopped in front of the Masked Douluo.

"Old...Old Eight?"

Upon hearing this, Masked Douluo suddenly raised his head and tentatively opened his mouth.

"It's me. Why isn't the Seventh Elder at headquarters?"

"It's good that it's you. Hurry, hurry, hurry back to headquarters." The Masked Douluo straightened his body without changing his expression, his tone extremely anxious.

"Someone attacked the headquarters. Third Brother is leading his disciples to stop them. My cultivation is insufficient, so I escaped through the secret passage to come and ask for help. Quick, you must go and support Third Brother."

"Does the Seventh Elder know who attacked the headquarters?"

“I don’t know his specific identity, but his cultivation level must be above the ninth ring. You should go back and support Third Brother. I’ll find someone else to come over.”

Lin Xiao looked at the "extremely anxious" Masked Douluo, his tone also becoming somewhat hurried, but he didn't move his feet at all, "Okay, I'll go right now, but why is Third Brother at headquarters?"

"He brought his newly accepted disciple to hold the Spirit Ascension Ceremony." Masked Douluo glanced in the direction of the Demon Forest. "I don't think that disciple is anything special. Maybe he's the one who brought the people who attacked the headquarters."

Lin Xiao followed the gaze of the Masked Douluo and glanced at him, a slight thought stirring in his heart.

Maybe he really guessed right.

Why aren't you getting up yet?

Masked Douluo offered another word of advice, but Lin Xiao simply smiled slightly upon hearing it.

"I don't think the Seventh Elder is in a big hurry. Didn't he just say that the headquarters' affairs have nothing to do with you?"

The Masked Douluo's expression froze. "You...you heard everything?"

"Yes, otherwise how could we have bumped into each other by such a coincidence?"

Lin Xiao spoke with a smile, but her gaze grew increasingly cold.

Masked Douluo felt a chill run down his spine, and goosebumps rose on his skin. He stomped his feet repeatedly, dodging and weaving, about to pass Lin Xiao.

However, as soon as he made a move, he felt a hand land on his shoulder. His feet struggled, but his body remained in place.

"Seventh Elder, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Think about my 'teacher,' Nightmare Douluo. No one talks to him usually. He must be lonely for a long time. Why don't you go and keep him company?"

"Nightmare...he's still alive?"

Masked Douluo spoke subconsciously, but quickly realized something was wrong. His body slipped, and he transformed into countless maggots that scattered in all directions.

Lin Xiao had seen this move before; it was this very escape tactic that allowed him to escape from Shrek Academy.

But with such a huge difference in soul power, and Lin Xiao being so familiar with his abilities, how could he possibly let him escape again?

With a surge of soul power, an aura of death rapidly spread outward from Lin Xiao, causing the demonic maggots to instantly explode into pools of blood.

With a wave of his hand, fragments of remnant souls converged towards Lin Xiao's palm, quickly coalescing into a distorted face.

"I really can't understand why your title is Mask. I think it would be more appropriate to call you 'Demon Maggot' from now on."

The soul of the "maggot" in Lin Xiao's hand seemed to be struggling, but it was still uncontrollably drawn into the world of the dead by Lin Xiao.

After doing all this, Lin Xiao withdrew his soul power and slightly raised his eyes to look into the distance.

The Nether Thunder Douluo led Huo Yuhao in the Spirit Ascension Ceremony, and then the headquarters was attacked. It seems that what Masked Douluo predicted was true.

Although Shrek Academy did not send anyone to destroy the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters as he had expected, the presence of the person who attacked the headquarters provided a reasonable explanation for some things.

As for whether others will believe it? Let them go and verify it with the people at Shrek Academy themselves.

Gathering her thoughts, Lin Xiao wrapped herself in her cloak and flashed forward once more.

"boom--"

A deafening roar echoed through the underground hall, and the figure of the Nether Thunder Douluo was instantly sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the wall beside him.

As the dust settled, Lin Huiqun's figure slowly appeared in the hall. Her clothes were torn in several places, and streaks of blood kept oozing from her wounds.

The layout of the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters was naturally not simple. Even a Super Douluo would inevitably get injured while passing through that long corridor.

Fortunately, she sensed a familiar fluctuation of mental energy during the process, and with the assistance of Huo Yuhao's shared mental detection, she was able to enter the hall smoothly. Otherwise, she didn't know how many traps she would have encountered in those winding passageways.

Lin Huiqun's gaze swept over Ming Lei Douluo, lingering only for a moment before locking onto another passageway to the side.

Upon seeing this, Ming Lei Douluo instantly understood and looked towards the tunnel as well, "It really is you."

With some difficulty, Ming Lei Douluo stood up and tore off the tattered sleeve beside him. "Greed is truly a deadly word. I was greedy for money and for my disciple. I couldn't bear to part with your talent. In the end, I only hurt myself."

As Ming Lei Douluo spoke, he let out a long sigh, "Fourth brother, what you said before you died was absolutely right."

For a Title Douluo, level 95 is a watershed moment. Even though Lin Huiqun's condition was not good at this time, dealing with the Nether Thunder Douluo was still a piece of cake.

Outside the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters, oddly shaped trees swayed in the wind. The sun had just risen, and the shadows cast on the ground made their already unkempt appearance even more bizarre.

And on these swaying shadows, a figure lightly stepped onto them.

(End of this chapter)