Douluo Continent: Starting by controlling the Holy Maiden of the Holy Spirit Cult

Chapter 6 The Secret History of the Holy Spirit Cult

One night passed.

When Huo Yuhao woke up, he felt a chill on his lower body. Upon closer inspection, he realized that his underwear was gone. Startled, he quickly curled up and carefully checked his cold groin.

As his memories gradually returned, Huo Yuhao slowly recalled what had happened last night.

In his memory, apart from the final moment of unconsciousness and sleep, there was no interruption. Perhaps this is precisely what makes him an outstanding spirit-type soul master.

Even during the period when he was mentally impaired, his memories were clearly recorded.

"My first kiss is gone..." Huo Yuhao was on the verge of tears, but couldn't help licking his lips, as if savoring something.

Then he saw four large characters carved into the wall behind him with soul power—

Short and weak!

Huo Yuhao was instantly enraged. "You just wait! Fortune changes every thirty years, never underestimate a young man's potential!"

After stretching his body, Huo Yuhao found nothing unusual, so he relaxed. Zhongli Wu had brought him back to his lair, and he would definitely put a lot of effort into training him. All he could do now was to play along and make the most of his status as the Holy Son.

When Huo Yuhao stepped out of the attic, he found that someone was already waiting for him outside the door—two sweet-looking twin girls.

"Feifei/Yingying has met the Holy Son."

"Hmm." Huo Yuhao remained extremely indifferent. With his current mental strength, he didn't even need to use his eyes to sense the fervor in the eyes of the two maids. As the saying goes, what you can't have is always the best. Since all the Holy Spirit followers were so envious of him, he might as well keep them hanging on.

"The cult leader has instructed that after the Holy Son rises, we will guide you to see him."

"Then let's go." Huo Yuhao didn't know what kind of test he would face from the higher-ups of the Holy Spirit Cult, but he had to make sure he maintained the proper demeanor of a Holy Son.

Seeing Huo Yuhao's indifferent expression, the two maids dared not reveal anything and could only obediently lead Huo Yuhao toward the depths of the main hall.

Evil Soul Masters, who are usually hard to find, can be seen everywhere here. They all bow and pay their respects when they see Huo Yuhao. The rarity of Evil Soul Masters is actually equivalent to the rarity of Soul Masters among all mankind. Huo Yuhao saw many strange Martial Souls along the way.

Through conversation, Huo Yuhao also managed to extract the martial souls and abilities of the two maids in front of him. Hmm, good heavens, a white snake and a green snake. No wonder they possess such alluring charms at such a young age. Snakes are inherently... well, you know. Huo Yuhao couldn't help but suspect Zhongli Wu's motives for placing these two by his side.

After navigating a long corridor and passing through a complex of buildings, Huo Yuhao and his companions finally arrived at their destination at a shrine.

Zhong Liwu and several elders of the Holy Spirit Cult were already waiting there. Huo Yuhao keenly noticed that Zhong Liwu and his group were kneeling on prayer mats, all with devout expressions. In front of them was a bottomless abyss, with a huge stone statue whose head was the only part of it protruding from the abyss.

Is this a sacrificial ceremony?

The two maids stepped back and stood still, clearly not qualified to continue. Huo Yuhao glanced thoughtfully at the abyss, then stepped forward.

"Yuanjia, come here." Zhongli Wu turned around, his expression solemn.

"Master," Huo Yuhao could only obey and walk over.

"As the Holy Son, you need to receive the baptismal transmission of the most evil of our religion. No matter what your past is like, I will entrust the Holy Spirit to you with complete peace of mind from now on."

"Your original name should be Huo Yuhao, right?" Zhongli Wu had obviously sent people to investigate Huo Yuhao's background, so the higher-ups were quite critical of Huo Yuhao for concealing his real name.

"Reporting to the Sect Leader, I used a false name yesterday only to protect myself." Huo Yuhao was neither humble nor arrogant. In any case, he didn't have any special background at the moment, and even if his identity as the son of a duke was discovered, he had a way to deal with it.

"My child, you've suffered so much." Zhongli Wu stepped forward and gently rubbed Huo Yuhao's head. "I never imagined that because of my humble origins, my Holy Son of the Church would be treated as a servant and bullied in that Duke's mansion."

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao was momentarily bewildered. Was he of lowly birth? However, with his powerful mental strength, he quickly realized that the Duchess had indirectly provided an important cover for his true identity.

"The explosion at the Duke's mansion, you were the one who caused it with a soul-guided cannon, weren't you?" Zhong Liwu continued to ask expressionlessly.

"It's me." Huo Yuhao didn't intend to deny it, because he still wanted to use the Holy Spirit Cult to take revenge on Duke White Tiger, who was away on a campaign, and his two sons who had gone to Shrek Academy.

"Those nobles treated me like dirt and killed my mother. I swear I will sever the White Tiger lineage from now on!" As he said this, Huo Yuhao's eyes turned red, and a raging fire from his very soul burst forth. This resentment was absolutely genuine.

Seeing Huo Yuhao like this, Zhongli Wu's expression became even more satisfied. He quickly exchanged glances with the other elders, and the resentment he felt earlier when he learned that Huo Yuhao had concealed his real name vanished instantly.

"My Holy Son will not tolerate being bullied. Once the inheritance is complete, I will personally arrange for people to avenge you."

"No!" Huo Yuhao's eyes were red. "I want to become stronger and personally deal with those who hurt my mother!"

The frenzied emotions Huo Yuhao displayed delighted Zhong Liwu. A soul master who always thinks about using others to avenge himself will inevitably have very limited achievements. Huo Yuhao also grasped the mentality of these evil soul masters, putting on a half-real, half-fake act, successfully making the Holy Spirit Cult lower their guard against him.

"Holy Son, come with me." Zhongli Wu took Huo Yuhao's small hand and walked towards the abyss.

"Do you know the founding principles of my Holy Spirit Church?"

"Is this the legacy I taught?" Huo Yuhao had never read about these secrets in the original work, so he could only ask.

"Indeed, the reason why our sect has few rivals in the world is precisely because of our supreme lineage." When Zhongli Wu said this, his devout appearance was just like that of a pilgrim.

"Because the being who bestowed upon our religion is the supreme deity!"

"What?" Huo Yuhao almost exclaimed, as if he had grasped something in his heart, but dared not say it directly.

"Our Holy Spirit Cult has long been marginalized by various forces on the mainland, simply because its followers have awakened all sorts of evil martial spirits, leading to widespread suffering and heinous crimes. But this is precisely the task God has given us, our test."

"Since the secret realm of the Slaughter City was destroyed ten thousand years ago, that evil paradise sank underground and, with the movement of the earth's crust, ended up here."

"There are two gods of slaughter in the world. One is the supreme Asura god inherited by the hypocrite Tang San, and the other is the supreme Rakshasa god, our most precious inheritance."

"Ten thousand years ago, our god once killed Tang San, but was resurrected by that shameless enforcer of the divine realm. He even sent him the complete Asura God, which led to our god's defeat and death. The divine realm also removed our god from the list because of this."

Huo Yuhao felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing the name of the supreme evil god Rakshasa. Zhongli Wu must be referring to the Rakshasa legacy left behind on Douluo Continent by the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong after her death.

To be honest, he didn't particularly want to inherit this godhood. The original work described how the Rakshasa God was too much restrained by the Asura God. If he became the Rakshasa God in the future, wouldn't he still be humiliated by Tang Shenwang in the God Realm? That's not what he wanted.

Rakshasa, Angel, and Sea God are all first-level gods, while Asura, whose attack power is exaggerated, is a God King. The difference between them is not small. To use the original text of Douluo Continent IV, if a first-level god can be counted as level 120, then a God King must be at least level 150. Taking into account the restraint factor, the battle between the two gods ten thousand years ago was actually one-sided.

Should he inherit the throne or not? Huo Yuhao was caught in a dilemma.

Let me fill in the gaps in Sanshui's story. This is a story based on my own perspective, so please don't criticize if you don't like it. Thank you.

(End of this chapter)