Douluo Continent: The Butterfly, Starting from the Authority of Death

Chapter 101 Long Xiaoyao Arrives, Crisis Approaching

"Dragon—Dragon Xiaoyao!?"

Nangong Wan's body suddenly stiffened, then he quickly retreated and stumbled, landing hard on his backside.

A few beads of sweat involuntarily appeared on his forehead, and his lips trembled: "You...you are Senior Long?"

It's over, it's all over, we're going to die a horrible death.

Quickly use your brain!

Others may not know Long Xiaoyao, but who is he?

Nangong Wan, leader of the Xishui Alliance.

He was directly under the jurisdiction of Zhongli Wu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult. If anyone knew a lot about the cult, it wasn't any elder or worshipper, but rather this white glove who helped collect the spiritual stones.

Long Xiaoyao doesn't manage affairs, but when the sect leader Zhongliwu mentions Long Xiaoyao...

He could still see that respect from time to time, even in the expression on his old father's face.

Most importantly, this person is a Limit Douluo.

"Senior, is there something you need from me?"

Nangong Wan desperately suppressed the panic in his heart. He absolutely could not let the other party see even the slightest hint that he was showing signs of betraying the Holy Spirit Sect.

"Are you afraid of me?" Long Xiaoyao asked, looking down at him.

"No, no, I learned about you from the leader and was very surprised to see you at the Xishui Alliance." After her initial panic, Nangong Wan gradually calmed down.

"Your leader has been slightly injured."

The cult leader is injured?

Zhongli Wu is a level 98 peak Douluo, a powerful figure with one foot in level 99.

In this world, how many people can hurt him?

Nangong Wan's face showed horror, and her voice trembled: "Who...who hurt the sect leader?"

"We'll talk about that later," Long Xiaoyao said calmly. "Your sect leader sent me to take the Spirit Stone away. Hand it over."

"Spiritual Stone —"

Nangong Wan's heart skipped a beat.

It’s over.

Didn't they say five days later? Is that right?

He had just given away the spiritual stone to someone else when the higher-ups came to collect the debt.

This is pushing people to their deaths.

"Senior Long," Nangong Wan said, his scalp tingling. "A theft occurred at the Xishui Alliance a couple of days ago, and three Spirit Stones were stolen. I really can't come up with them."

"Theft?" Long Xiaoyao sneered. "I saw someone coming back from a villa in the East District. If I remember correctly, it's the residence of that Healing Immortal Douluo, right?"

"Nangong Wan, shouldn't you be honest with me?"

Long Xiaoyao placed his large hand on Nangong Wan's shoulder.

Feeling the heavy pressure on her shoulders and hearing those undisguised words, Nangong Wan's face turned pale instantly.

"I, I————"

"snort!"

Long Xiaoyao let out a cold snort.

The overwhelming pressure of the Limit Douluo spread out, "Bang!"

Nangong Wan was forced to kneel on the ground, his knees making intimate contact with the ground.

"Do you know that?"

"Your leader's injury is related to that Xia Die."

"The Spirit Stone has the power to repair the soul and spirit." Long Xiaoyao paused, then continued, "Not long ago, Zhang Peng betrayed the Holy Spirit Sect and was injured by your vice leader."

"He may need a certain amount of mental stones to recover as quickly as possible."

"You went there not long ago."

"Second Elder, should I believe you?"

Long Xiaoyao had come to Xishui Alliance before, but he didn't see Nangong Wan, so he subconsciously used his mental power to scan and confirm the location.

By sheer coincidence, he noticed Nangong Wan walking out of the villa where Wang Xian'er lived.

The maze of that villa was so deep that even his mental power as a Limit Douluo couldn't penetrate it.

That Xia Die is truly strange. Even with his mental strength, even if he were converted into a mental-type soul master, he probably wouldn't be able to shatter two level-nine defensive soul tools and severely injure two peak Douluo.

Zhongli Wu's injuries were much lighter than Feng Ling's, but they were still quite serious.

To avoid a mishap, Long Xiaoyao decided to play it safe.

Long Xiaoyao was also over two hundred years old. He had a wealth of experience, so how could he not see the suspicious points about Nangong Wan?

The high-ranking members of the Holy Spirit Cult are generally under a restriction, which theoretically makes it impossible for them to betray the Holy Spirit Cult. However, as long as they reveal relevant information, their minds will be exposed and their minds will be blown apart.

He had always been curious about how Zhang Peng had betrayed him, but considering Xia Die's strange mental power, it seemed that breaking the restriction was not impossible.

"Second Elder, why don't you say anything? Is it because you can't say anything?" Long Xiaoyao looked down at Nangong Wan, whose back was soaked with sweat.

"I...I—I was forced into this situation." Nangong Wan gritted her teeth and revealed part of the story. "That traitor Zhang Peng tied me up in a sack and took me to their den of iniquity. Even though I was willing to die rather than submit, they still put a restriction on me."

"I originally wanted to die to prove my loyalty and repay the leader's kindness, but considering the importance of the Spirit Stone and the Evening Water Alliance, I had to do something against my conscience and compromise my principles."

"I—Senior Long, am utterly loyal to the Holy Church."

"His actions are as clear as day and night."

Long Xiaoyao: "————"

Do you think I'm stupid?

Before I came, I asked Zhongli Wu about Nangong Wan's personality.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that this person lacks ambition, bullies the weak and fears the strong, and is afraid of death.

Who are you trying to impress with that expression of wanting to die a martyr's death while enduring humiliation?

"Nangong Bowl," Long Xiaoyao said, enunciating each word clearly, "Do you think the Limit Douluo is stupid?"

Tell me the whole story.

"I'll consider whether or not to let you live after you finish speaking."

"I am over two hundred years old, and I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice."

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes." Nangong Wan wiped the sweat from his forehead and slammed his head heavily on the ground. "Yes, they searched my soul and placed a restriction on me."

"I can't say too much, or I'll die."

"All I know is that Zhang Peng is not injured and his breathing is stable."

"Also, they want the Spirit Stone, and other things—"

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!"

Nangong Wan suddenly clutched his head and screamed in agony, rolling around on the ground.

"snort!"

Long Xiaoyao grabbed and pressed Nangong Wan's head down.

A terrifying mental force began to probe.

Gradually, surprise appeared on Long Xiaoyao's calm face.

"Such profound soul restrictions; in fact, he has even broken the restrictions of the Holy Spirit Cult."

"Once I forcefully break through, Nangong Wan will surely die."

While Long Xiaoyao was probing Nangong Wan's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

Inside a villa, Wang Xian'er suddenly raised her head.

"What's wrong?"

Xia Die was a little curious and looked at Wang Xian'er.

"Something might have happened."

Wang Xian'er's voice was uncertain.

"Someone has triggered the restriction I placed on Nangong Wan."

"What?"

Xiaodie frowned.

You found out so quickly?

As the leader of the Xishui Alliance, only high-ranking members of the Holy Spirit Cult could access Nangong Wan's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

Wasn't it said that the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult wouldn't arrive for another five days?

It's only been half a day.

Xia Die calmed herself down and took a few deep breaths. "We can't delay any longer."

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It is necessary to awaken Electrox, who is unsure who the high-ranking members of the Holy Spirit Cult are, but Xiaodie must prepare for the worst.

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