Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 615 Rivals Meet, Eyes Filled with Hatred

In a corner of the bustling metropolis of Tianhai City, the atmosphere inside a fairly large medium-sized hotel was as cold and bleak as a winter's day.

Inside the room, Leng Yulai's expression was cold and stern, with a disdainful sneer on the corner of her mouth. "Heh, although we miscalculated this time, don't expect to get any useful information out of me."

At this moment, she had become a prisoner, her soul power sealed by the amorous Douluo Zang Xin with powerful means, and her body was tightly bound by several thick iron chains.

These chains are engraved with mysterious and special runes, the purpose of which is to seal and prevent Leng Yulai from recovering her soul power, making it impossible for her to escape.

Looking at Leng Yulai, who seemed completely unyielding, Zang Xin couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

This hotel is owned by the Tang Clan. After successfully capturing Leng Yulai, Zang Xin brought her here, attempting to extract important information about the Holy Spirit Cult from her.

However, Leng Yulai remained resolute, her lips tightly sealed like a clam shell, leaving Zang Xin feeling utterly helpless and at a loss for what to do.

Zang Xin's Amorous Sword possesses the magical ability to control people's minds, which is an excellent means of extracting information.

However, Leng Yulai was no ordinary person. Her spiritual power had reached the peak of the Spirit Abyss Realm. In this realm of spiritual power confrontation, it would be quite difficult to bewitch her with the Amorous Sword.

"Your Majesty."

Just then, the door to the room was gently pushed open, and Tang Wulin walked in with steady steps.

"You're back." Zang Xin turned his gaze away from Leng Yulai. Only he and Leng Yulai were in the room; Xie Xie and the others had gone to rest or help Yuan En Ye Hui make battle armor.

"Hmm." Tang Wulin nodded slightly, his gaze inadvertently glancing at Leng Yulai before asking, "Your Majesty, how is the situation?"

Zang Xin shook his head and said helplessly, "Just like you can see now, she's very stubborn. It'll probably take a long time to extract information about the Holy Spirit Cult. What's the military's attitude?"

Tang Wulin responded with a wry smile: "The military hasn't given a clear statement. Their excuse is insufficient evidence. For now, we can only continue to observe and wait."

"I've spoken with Han Hai Douluo before, but those evil soul masters are already dead, so there's no way for them to testify. Therefore, he simply doesn't acknowledge the fact that the Holy Spirit Cult attacked. The military is a pro-war force, and if they say that no one was involved in this attack, I doubt anyone would believe it."

"As a representative of the military's hawkish faction and one of the most powerful figures in the military, Han Hai Douluo's attitude is particularly important. Now that he has made such a statement, it is likely that this war will really start ahead of schedule."

Zang Xin's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile. "That old bastard Chen Xinjie is just pretending to be ignorant. He can't possibly be unaware of who did it. Besides, when it comes to hatred towards the Holy Spirit Cult, he's no less than us."

"Huh?" Tang Wulin was taken aback. "You mean, the Vast Ocean Douluo and the Holy Spirit Cult have a grudge?"

Zang Xin nodded affirmatively and slowly said, "When Han Hai Douluo was young, he liked a woman, and the two of them were actually together. Later, due to some misunderstandings, and because they were both very stubborn and strong-willed, they ultimately couldn't stay together."

"Even so, their feelings for each other remained intertwined, which wasn't considered a major secret among the older generation of powerful figures. And the woman he deeply loved died at the hands of the Holy Spirit Cult. At least, that's what he believed. Tell me, how could that not be a source of enmity?"

Tang Wulin asked in surprise, "Is that so? This Vast Ocean Douluo isn't young, so his former lover must be quite old too. After so much time, are their feelings still there?"

Zang Xin explained earnestly, "Feelings are a lifelong thing, and the feelings of youth are the most memorable. These two are the kind of people who will only ever love one person in their lifetime."

"After his lover 'died,' this Vast Ocean Douluo flew into a rage and vowed to destroy the Holy Spirit Cult. Not many people knew about this, but coincidentally, some members of our Tang Clan heard about it. Moreover, he even went to the scene of the incident to pay his respects to his lover."

Tang Wulin seemed thoughtful, and said, "However, based on my conversation with this Vast Ocean Douluo today, he seems to prefer war, which doesn't contradict his hatred for the Holy Spirit Cult. Perhaps we should hand over the Dark Phoenix to him?"

Zang Xin shook his head. "No, the Dark Phoenix is ​​extremely important to us, or rather to you, on your journey to the Star Luo and Dou Ling kingdoms. We can't give it to him. Now that we've proven the existence of the Holy Spirit Cult in Tianhai City, the next step is to persuade the Vast Ocean Douluo."

Tang Wulin smiled wryly and said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult. This commander-in-chief of the three armies is indeed a very stubborn person."

Zang Xin said, "Yes, Chen Xinjie has an eccentric personality, is stubborn and self-willed, and is an old man who sticks to his own ideas. None of us can persuade him, but there are others who can. And that person is someone you need to persuade."

"What do you mean?" Tang Wulin asked, looking puzzled.

Zang Xin's smile deepened. "Naturally, it's his 'dead' lover. Only she could persuade him!"

Tang Wulin's mind raced. He was a smart man, and the next moment, after realizing something, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide, "You're not talking about Elder Long, are you?!"

A woman who was a contemporary of Chen Xinjie and could attract him, who recently died at the hands of the Holy Spirit Cult, is now known as the Amorous Douluo. He claims that she is actually still alive and that he knows her.

Considering the remaining members of Shrek Academy, only the Light and Dark Fighting Dragon Night Moon remains, and only he meets this condition.

"That's right, it's her. So, you need to go back now. With the results you've achieved leading the Blood Dragon Squad this time, leaving the closed-off Skysea City shouldn't be too difficult, right? Go quickly and come back quickly; there's still time."

Tang Wulin smiled wryly and said, "You've really given me a tough job. Isn't there any other way?"

Zang Xin shrugged. "If there were any other way, do you think I would have said something like this?"

Just then, Leng Yulai, who had been silently listening to their conversation, suddenly sneered and mocked, "Using other people's feelings to make a fuss, Zang Xin, you're really disgusting. No, it's more like this is the usual style of your Tang Clan, always so hypocritical."

Zang Xin and Tang Wulin did not try to hide their conversation from Leng Yulai at all, so she naturally heard it all clearly.

Faced with Leng Yulai's accusations, Zang Xin remained unmoved and smiled, "This is not hypocrisy; it's just giving a couple who are afraid to face their feelings a chance to reconcile."

"Although the relationship between Han Hai Douluo and Guang An Douluo was complicated, they at least had feelings for each other. But you are different. If I remember correctly, Yun Ming has no love for you whatsoever."

Upon hearing Zang Xin question her relationship with Yun Ming, Leng Yulai instantly flew into a rage and retorted sharply, "What nonsense are you spouting? Ming and I have already established a relationship. I am his wife."

Zang Xin maintained his smile and said unhurriedly, "Wife? If I remember correctly, Yun Ming has lost his memory, right? Under these circumstances, if I randomly went out on the street, found a woman, and threw her in front of Yun Ming, saying she was his wife, I doubt Yun Ming would believe me."

Tang Wulin looked at Zang Xin with a strange expression. Although he understood that the Amorous Douluo was deliberately provoking the evil soul master in front of him in order to extract information, it was still somewhat inappropriate to tease His Majesty the Sky-Supporting Lord in this way.

"You're talking nonsense!" Leng Yulai glared at Zang Xin and said loudly, "Ming is a very upright person. Even when he lost his memory, he still acted like a very virtuous gentleman, unlike you hypocritical guys."

"We're hypocritical?" Zang Xin smiled faintly and asked in return, "Then how much better are you? It's just a fake wife identity. Do you really believe that's real? What's fake will always be fake. It can never become real."

Zang Xin's words seemed to possess an invisible magic, subtly guiding Leng Yulai's emotions. He skillfully used the power of the Amorous Sword to influence Leng Yulai, causing her to unconsciously fall into a vortex of emotions.

He was initially at a loss with Leng Yulai, but now that Leng Yulai's emotions had shown a weakness, there was naturally an opportunity to take advantage of it.

What Zang Xin needs to do now is to proceed cautiously and slowly guide Leng Yulai so that she will unknowingly reveal specific information about Yun Ming.

"You!" Leng Yulai felt as if a veil of shame had been ripped through her, her heart in turmoil as she desperately sought a reason to regain her footing. She retorted sharply, "I've given him everything! How could this be fake? I am Yun Ming's rightful wife!"

"Huh?!" Zang Xin and Tang Wulin were stunned when they heard this, as if they had just heard a shocking piece of gossip.

"Bang!" At the same time, the sound of the doorknob being snapped was like a heavy hammer blow, breaking the suffocating silence in the room.

"What did you say?!"

There stood Ya Li, the Holy Spirit Douluo, at the door, her face filled with disbelief. She had just gone to check on Xie Xie and the others to see if they had any hidden injuries.

After confirming that everyone was alright, she rushed to the room of the Amorous Douluo. Her purpose was very clear: to have a face-to-face conversation with Leng Yulai.

Leng Yulai's words in the underground pit still weighed heavily on Ya Li's heart, making her inexplicably concerned.

Filled with eagerness and anticipation, Yali hurried to the door of the room. However, before she could even push the door open, a shocking piece of news that was enough to make her feel like she had been struck by lightning went straight into her ears.

"You're lying, aren't you? How could Ming-ge possibly accept a woman like you!" Ya-li's voice trembled slightly.

"Ya Li? You bitch, you're still alive?" Leng Yulai was startled the moment she saw the Holy Spirit Douluo.

In the previous battle, she was quickly subdued by Zang Xin, so she did not witness the confrontation between Ya Li and the Dark Bell. Ya Li's appearance at this moment surprised her.

But this surprise was quickly replaced by resentment and jealousy in her heart. Looking at the woman who had once taken Yun Ming away in her eyes, Leng Yulai's lips curled into a cold smile, a smile full of malice and mockery.

"Ha, Yunming and I are a match made in heaven," Leng Yulai continued, her tone tinged with a morbid pride. "Unlike you, Yali, you bitch. Being with Yunming will only taint his genes."

"I really can't imagine what methods you used to bewitch him back then. Being unable to bear his offspring will only cause Yunming's powerful genes to be lost." Her words were like sharp blades, piercing straight into Yali's most vulnerable spot.

The issue of fertility has always been a wound in Ya Li's heart. Although she and Yun Ming have a deep affection for each other, they have never been able to have a child of their own. Leng Yu Lai's words at this moment are undoubtedly rubbing salt into her wound.

As if to further provoke Ya Li, Leng Yu Lai deliberately puffed out her full chest, revealing a provocative expression on her face, and continued, "But I'm different. Yun Ming and I are already in a completely intimate relationship."

"Given time, I will definitely give him a healthy baby. By the way, Yunming's scent is very soothing."

Every word Leng Yulai uttered seemed meticulously crafted, brimming with aggression, aimed at utterly enraging Ya Li.

"you!!!"

Ya Li felt a surge of heat rush to her head, and anger instantly overwhelmed all her reason. Leng Yulai's words completely ignited the anger within her.

At the same time, looking at Leng Yulai's face, which bore a striking resemblance to Leng Yaozhu, the memories of being stimulated by Leng Yaozhu last time resurfaced like a surging tide. Those painful, aggrieved, and angry emotions intertwined, causing Yali to lose her usual calm and rationality.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ya Li strode up to Leng Yu Lai, raised her left hand high, and then, with all her might, slapped him hard across the face.

"Slap!!!" A crisp and loud slap sounded instantly in the room, sounding particularly abrupt in the quiet room.

Beside them, Zang Xin and Tang Wulin were also taken aback by this sudden scene. They had never seen the usually kind and amiable Holy Spirit Douluo so angry and aggressive.

After a brief moment of shock, they quickly recovered and silently took a few steps back. They knew that this was an eruption of conflict between two women, and that intervening rashly would only complicate matters further.

"you!!"

Leng Yulai was also stunned by the slap. Her eyes widened in disbelief. She never expected that Yali, who seemed so gentle and always presented a kind image, would slap her so decisively.

After a long while, Leng Yulai finally realized she had been hit. An unprecedented sense of humiliation welled up inside her, and she immediately began to struggle frantically, shouting repeatedly, "Yali, you bitch, how dare you hit me!"

Leng Yulai felt like she was about to explode with anger. In her mind, if Zang Xin had slapped her, she might have been able to remain calm and express her disdain and sarcasm with a sneer and silence.

But being slapped by Ya Li, her former rival in love, was something she simply couldn't tolerate. It was the same slap, but in Leng Yulai's heart, the meaning it carried was completely different.

This slap was not just physical pain, but also a trampling on her dignity and pride.

(End of this chapter)