Douluo Continent Chat Group: Building My Academy

"What's going on? Basha, you..."

Lotus Temple, the current base of the Black Qi faction.

While recuperating, Zhou Lan suddenly sensed a surge of black energy, and then the Holy Lord and his entourage appeared abruptly as the black mist rose.

With her eyes narrowed, Zhou Lan instantly spotted another sister among them, but what did she look like?

"Ambush! I was ambushed by that shameless righteous wizard! Curse Blue, avenge me!"

Basha let out an angry wail, and at first glance, she looked like a crying little girl, which made the Holy Lord beside her click his tongue in amazement.

"A righteous wizard, ambushed?"

The moment Zhou Lan heard those two words, she understood what was going on; that righteous representative was no ordinary person.

Scanning the crowd, Zhou Lan didn't see the three men doing odd jobs.

"What about the other three?"

"Huh? What?"

The Holy Lord was momentarily confused. Who is it?

"The three men you brought."

The Holy Lord looked at Dao Long: "Brother Black Qi, did you lead the way?"

Dao Long remained silent for a moment, then speculated, "Those guys seem to have been swept to the side of righteous energy by the ocean current that accompanied Princess Basha's birth."

"Yes, that's right!"

The Holy Lord quickly echoed.

With a flash of his crimson eyes, Zhou Lan immediately grabbed Basha's shoulder, who was still crying because her body had shrunk and her thoughts seemed to have changed as well, and leaned close to speak.

"Bazaar, I will avenge you, but not now. We need to gather our strength."

"Why!" Basha cried out indignantly.

"Because of the demonic hell, those hateful immortal gods have cast a curse that will forever subdue us with corresponding tokens, thus sending us back to that hell."

"The sorcerer who turned you into this couldn't possibly be unaware of those spells, so we'll have to wait until we remove them."

"You don't want to go back to hell, do you?"

"No, absolutely not."

Basha wiped away the tears that had streamed down her face from her excitement, and her emotions calmed down for the time being.

"very good."

Zhou Lan stood up and glanced again at the unwilling Holy Lord Dao Long. The Dark Warrior A Fu was also furious. Only the temple guardian, who had lost his mind, was dumbfounded.

"Now we need to leave this place to prevent the humans who leave from telling the righteous, my dark brothers, our location, just in case."

With his intelligence gradually recovering, Zhou Lan is now extremely cautious; if things go wrong, he will immediately relocate.

Anyway, this place is a thousand times more comfortable than hell, and Zhou Lan has plenty of patience.

At worst, they can live leisurely for thousands of years, outliving one righteous person after another, until the dark energy revives again.

"I agree with you, brother."

The Holy Lord was very humble, realizing that his current power was too weak after discovering that the other side possessed righteous magic capable of instantly killing him.

"That's a good idea, Black Qi Brothers."

Daolong nodded approvingly. As someone who had defeated a Grand Mage and a being of righteousness, he knew the importance of caution and lying low.

After defeating the Grand Mage, Daolong did not take his life to prevent the righteous forces from gathering more helpers.

"In that case, let's take action."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Lan's two small hands, which were placed in front of her abdomen, immediately stretched downwards, and an invisible gravitational demonic energy erupted, merging into the Lotus Temple.

click... click...

A creaking sound came from the wooden material, but looking outwards, one could see the entire Lotus Temple slowly rising into the air.

It only stopped when it rose above the earth, transforming into the "Flying Peak".

With a flick of his finger, Zhou Lan caused the Lotus Temple to slowly change shape, becoming more and more like a flying structure. The temple gate opened in the distance, revealing the direction ahead.

"Record this aura, wizard. We will not be leaving this place for a long time to come."

"I've remembered it, Your Highness Zhou Lan."

Dao Long smiled, delighted by such an excellent partner.

"So, the next step is to revive them..."

As he spoke, Zhou Lan paused, glanced at the young Basha, and realized that the Yin-Yang balance was activating. It would take some time before he could resurrect his brothers and sisters.

"Wizard, do you have a suitable place to go? My brothers and sisters, and you, all need to strengthen yourselves."

"That's also something I'm considering, Your Highness Zhoulan."

Daolong tapped his wand, the image of his previous defeat to his father flashing through his mind, and he was unwilling to accept it.

He didn't want to do this, because as a dark magic wizard, he also had his own dignity, but now it seems... he has no choice but to give it up.

"I'm weakening right now. In order to gain strength, I think I need to find some help. Sorry, Dark Qi Brothers, I need to act alone for a while."

Ma Jiu, a dark magic wizard who was once worthy of being remembered in history, successfully materialized dark magic and created a precious magic orb.

Even so, Ma Jiu could not escape the fate of birth, aging, sickness and death. At the end of his life, he split the magic ball in two and sealed it in a volcano and the deep sea, placing two great monsters in each place to guard it. He said that if any descendant could find the magic ball and combine it, he would give it to them.

Out of pride as fellow dark wizards, Daolong never considered obtaining the magic orb left behind by Ma Jiu. In his view, he should be on equal footing with Ma Jiu and leave behind treasures for future generations.

But right now, Daolong can't worry about all that. He needs to get Ma Jiu's magic ball and defeat that damned old man first.

"Me too, brother. I need more of the Shadow's power to make it easier to deal with Jackie Chan."

The Holy Lord, controlling Valon's body, clenched his fists tightly; he had had enough of this powerlessness.

"very good."

Zhou Lan nodded. Having a goal is a good thing.

"Let's go then."

"us?"

"Now that we all belong to the dark energy, it is only natural that we should act together and firmly grasp the power in our hands."

Zhou Lan murmured, seemingly recalling the past when she was divided and destroyed.

The eight demons were all sealed not far from their kingdoms, but Zhoulan was sealed between the moon and the earth.

When Zhou Lan realized that his brothers and sisters were gradually getting separated, he wanted to see what was going on, but he was ambushed and failed.

Now Zhou Lan will not allow that situation to happen again. Apart from himself as a trump card, all his younger brothers and sisters must set off together from now on.

"Yes, my brother."

The Holy Lord smiled broadly, as if recalling the harmonious days when he and his brothers and sisters lived together.

Daolong nodded; the cooperation with these demons was going relatively smoothly at the moment.

Lotus Temple continued to fly, but gradually disappeared under the cover of moonlight.

……

A few days later, Jackie Chan, dressed in armor and carrying large and small bags, arrived at the original location of Lotus Temple with his father, Tru. They waited until the moonlight appeared, but found nothing.

"That's strange, but Ah Fu and the others clearly said this is the place!"

Jackie Chan checked repeatedly to make sure he hadn't gone to the wrong place.

The old man shook his head, patted his trouser leg, stood up, looked towards the sky, and said seriously, "Let's go, Jackie Chan. Shen Du and the others aren't here."

"The demons are becoming increasingly cunning; we need to be even more careful."