Douluo: The Glory of the Peerless Angel

Chapter 200 The Third Son is Actually Myself, The Second Moon Under Heaven, Blue Silver Saintess Tang Ya (4K)

Half a year passed quickly. In the underground space of the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters, Zhong Liwu stared longingly at Ling Bai and the Bone Dragon King, his fists clenching unconsciously.

A dazzling array of exotic flowers and herbs were piled up beside the Bone Dragon King. The gray soul ring formed by Elex swirled with light, and the herbs suddenly ignited with deathly gray flames, each drop of essence merging into the Bone Dragon King.

"roar--"

The Bone Dragon King let out a resounding dragon roar. These herbs were all excellent for nourishing the soul, and the light emanating from its eerie green dragon eyes grew stronger and stronger.

Zhongli Wu looked on with anticipation. His connection with his natal beast spirit told him that the Bone Dragon King had changed, becoming stronger and more energetic than before!

The gray flames died down, and Ling Bai's face revealed a perfectly measured weariness as he weakly said:

"I have fulfilled my mission. My Bone... Master, your Bone Dragon King will no longer be troubled by warm-up."

After saying that, Ling Bai suddenly swayed, and Zhong Liwu rushed forward and grabbed his shoulder.

Their eyes met, and Zhongli Wu seemed to see the happiness in those dark eyes, a happiness born from devotion to the leader and the Holy Spirit Cult. He sighed.

"Death Prison, you've had a tough six months."

Rest assured, the Holy Church will not let you down!

Ling Bai, pale-faced, said, "Master, you flatter me. Quickly try the reborn Bone Dragon King."

"The wind is blowing!"

Without Ling Bai needing to say more, Zhongli Wu had the same intention. With a loud shout, the Bone Dragon King's jet-black bones were instantly tinged with a layer of blue, and a strong wind arose, illuminating the entire underground space.

"Okay, okay!"

Zhongli Wu laughed loudly and said "good" three times in a row. The Bone Dragon King was like an old bicycle that had finally been lubricated. The iron chain spun very fast and it was very easy to use!

"Fire!"

The air became turbulent, the blue gale disappeared, and in its place came scorching flames. The Bone Dragon King turned completely fiery red, and its huge dragon wings flapped, making it look like a wild fire dragon.

The firelight illuminated Zhongli Wu and Ling Bai's faces. Zhongli Wu nodded repeatedly, extremely satisfied, thinking to himself that one Death Prison Douluo was worth ten Evil Douluos!

Winning over the Death Prison Douluo was definitely the wisest decision I've ever made in my life!

Ling Bai silently asked himself:

"Mr. Yi, was it successful?"

Upon hearing this, Electrox immediately bristled and glared, feeling greatly insulted. He slammed his necromancer staff into the ground and said, "When I was playing with souls, his ancestors' ancestors hadn't even been born yet!"

If it weren't for the fact that the Bone Dragon King and Zhongli Wu's souls were connected, and that any overreaction would have ruined everything, I wouldn't have needed half a year at all!

After my necromancy modification, the Bone Dragon King's soul now only has the outer layer of skin as its original dragon soul, while the inner part has been replaced with half of the dragon soul of the Death Prison Bone Dragon. This way, you won't alert the enemy, and you can make the Bone Dragon King obey you.

With those nourishing herbs, half of the Death Prison Bone Dragon's soul will thrive and slowly develop into a complete soul. At that time, the outer layer connected to Zhongli Wu can be peeled off whenever desired!

Old ginger is spicier. In the path of the soul, Electrolux is the undisputed number one on the continent, able to pull off a switcheroo right under the nose of a level 98 titled Douluo.

Before this, Ling Bai had cunningly asked Zhong Liwu for twice the amount of medicinal herbs, just enough for both the Bone Dragon King and the Death Prison Bone Dragon to fully recover.

However, Ling Bai had a strange feeling that he had cut the child's soul in two.

Oh no, the third child is actually myself!

After the test, Zhongli Wu retrieved the Bone Dragon King, completely unaware that his precious treasure had now been renamed Ling. He chuckled and said, "The Holy Sect's word is law. Death Prison, I'll take you to the Holy Spirit Treasury, where you can choose any of the countless treasures!"

Zhongli Wu shot out needle-like strands of soul power, triggering the mechanism. The Holy Spirit Treasury was located in this underground space!

The earth suddenly split open, revealing a passageway in front of Ling Bai.

The two entered the passageway, where bright yellow soul guide lights hung on both sides of the road. After walking for about several dozen meters, a large gate appeared.

The door slowly opened with a creaking sound, and a strong metallic scent wafted out.

The Holy Spirit Treasury sounds impressive, but it is actually a huge warehouse that stretches as far as the eye can see. Large boxes are neatly arranged in different locations, and the metallic smell comes from inside the boxes.

"Rare metals..."

Ling Bai's eyes narrowed slightly. The Holy Spirit Cult had been operating in the Sun Moon Empire for many years, so it was no surprise that it possessed rare metals that were a specialty of the Sun Moon Empire.

The Holy Spirit Treasury stores tens of thousands of tons of various rare metals. Not only is the quantity large, but there are also some particularly rare ones. After all, with the fifth-level Soul Master Ning Tian and the blacksmith Wu Feng by his side, Ling Bai has also gained some knowledge of metals through subtle influence.

The rare metals in the Holy Spirit Treasury alone are enough to make one richer than a country. The wealth accumulated by the Holy Spirit Sect is in no way inferior to that of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Mingde Hall!

Beyond the rare metals, Ling Bai saw crates upon crates of soul tools, neatly arranged fixed soul-guided shells, gold soul coins piled up like small mountains, and countless rare treasures, silks, and satins...

Ling Bai felt a pang of heartache upon seeing this. Alas!

This is all the money and blood of the people that evil spirit masters have plundered!

Purify!

It must be purified!

"I bet you wouldn't even look at these little trinkets. I'll show you something more interesting!"

Most of the evil soul masters in the Holy Spirit Cult are pure soul masters. In Zhongli Wu's eyes, rare metals, soul tools and gold soul coins are no different. He never thought that these things could arm five full-strength soul master regiments to the teeth. He decisively led Ling Bai to the soul bone area, which he considered the most precious.

Apart from external soul bones, the soul bones of the six regular parts can be passed down after a soul master dies, so the number of soul bones will increase as history goes on.

Although top-tier ten-thousand-year soul bones and hundred-thousand-year soul bones are still rare, ordinary ten-thousand-year soul bones are no longer considered precious by super powers like Shrek Academy and the Holy Spirit Cult.

The Holy Spirit Cult has a history of thousands of years, and its evil soul masters are fond of killing. They extracted a large number of soul bones from the corpses of soul masters and soul beasts. More than twenty ten-thousand-year-old soul bones floated on the crystal platform, shining with colorful light and overflowing with soul power.

Zhongli Wu knew that a Death Prison Douluo wouldn't even consider a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone, so he pointed to the three exceptionally shining soul bones in the center of the crystal platform and introduced them with a smile:

"Icefield Wolf's right arm soul bone, Thunder Beast's left leg soul bone, Cyclops's head soul bone."

These three 100,000-year-old soul bones came from the Holy Church's predecessors, while the Cyclops skull was left behind after my father's death.

The attributes of me, Feng'er, the Supreme Master, and the Dragon Emperor are either incompatible, or we absorbed the soul bones of these three parts, which is why the lineage has been passed down to this day.

"It's true that the Holy Church possesses soul bones, but only a few are qualified to become their elders and be offered sacrifices. One must make a significant contribution to the Holy Church. You've solved my urgent problem, so you deserve a 100,000-year-old soul bone as a reward."

Zhongli Wu paused, then joked, "I remember you have three 100,000-year soul rings. Could it be that your soul bones are in those three parts?"

"It's not as bad as the leader said. I haven't absorbed the head soul bone yet."

Upon hearing this, Zhongli Wu immediately took out the Cyclops Soul Bone and said, "That 100,000-year-old Cyclops has a mutated spiritual attribute, and its head Soul Bone is also of the highest quality. Today I will give it to you, and I hope that the Death Prison will make more contributions to the Holy Church."

"Thank you, Master."

Ling Bai took the Cyclops's head soul bone. Of course, he wouldn't absorb it, but it was the most valuable of the three 100,000-year soul bones, so he wanted to get his hands on it first.

Just as the two were about to leave the Holy Spirit Treasury, Ling Bai was suddenly attracted by a silvery-white light that passed by. It was nine open brocade boxes, and inside each box lay a short knife quietly.

Zhongli Wu noticed Ling Bai's movements and stopped. Seeing the short swords, he recalled for a moment before realizing what was happening:

"The Listing Carving Knife is used by Soul Masters to carve core magic arrays. Not many people in the Holy Church like the Listing Carving Knife; it seems that only the third brother and his apprentice each have one."

"Death Prison, you're also interested in soul tools?"

Ling Bai nodded slightly, gazing at a silver-white carving knife, which resembled a silver moon hanging in the sky, light and pure, carrying the coolness and chill of ice and snow.

The handle of the carving knife is engraved with exquisite patterns, as if they were the work of nature's artistry. Every part of it exudes elegance and nobility, and the blade is as sharp as new, gleaming with a cold and dazzling light.

"This carving knife has a very unusual appearance."

Zhongli Wu laughed loudly: "Death Prison has a good eye; this sword is famous throughout the Douluo Continent."

The second engraving knife on the mainland, the moon in the sky.

Originally, it was bestowed upon Xu Tianran by the Old Emperor of the Sun and Moon during the Crown Prince's investiture ceremony, but after Xu Tianran allied with the Holy Sect, he gave it to me as a gift.

Legend has it that eight thousand years ago, a peak level nine Soul Master of the Silver Moon bloodline of the Sun and Moon Imperial Family carved this piece from a crescent-shaped meteorite and presented it to his beloved woman. Therefore, the Sun and Moon Empire bestowed upon the moon in the sky the name of deep love.

Ling Bai sighed deeply, raised the Cyclops's head soul bone, and said with regret, "Master, it seems I am destined to be without a 100,000-year soul bone. I would much rather have this Heavenly Moon."

"Oh?" Zhongli Wu was slightly taken aback, then revealed a shocked expression, "Death Prison, you actually..."

It wasn't that Zhongli Wu was shocked that the Death Prison Douluo had a woman; evil soul masters are more greedy than ordinary soul masters, whether it's money or women. It was a miracle that a super evil Douluo would put effort into a woman.

Zhongli Wu sighed and said, "I have to give you a piece of advice. When it comes to matters between men and women, you should learn from Lao Qi's Mask. It's fine to take concubines to satisfy your desires, but never get emotionally involved. Throughout history, how many strong people have been ruined by the word 'love'?"

"What the cult leader says is very true."

"Here, take it."

Zhongli Wu closed the brocade box containing the moon from the sky and stuffed it, along with the soul bone of the 100,000-year-old Cyclops, into Ling Bai's hands.

"Consider this my blessing to you as the leader of the church. I'll bring her to the Holy Church headquarters another day; it's probably not appropriate to always have her staying outside."

A strange light flickered in Zhongli Wu's eyes. What are women? Women are weaknesses!

That woman is clearly very important to Death Prison Douluo. As long as she goes to the Holy Spirit Cult, he will be able to control Death Prison Douluo in the future!

At this moment, Zhongli Wu both admired and feared Ling Bai. He was even happier to learn that Ling Bai seemed to be a romantic.

The two left the Holy Spirit Treasury chatting and laughing, returning to the headquarters on the ground. Every evil spirit master they encountered bowed their heads and respectfully addressed them as "Master" and "Priest of the Death Prison."

"Zhong Li".

A clear, cold voice called out from afar; it was Zhongli Wu's wife, Xie Feng Douluo Feng Ling, accompanied by a young woman.

"What's wrong, Feng'er?" Zhongli Wu asked.

"You look after the Blue Silver Saintess for a few days. I'll take a group of people to the Valley of Life to hunt blood for her," Feng Ling said.

The Blue Silver Saintess is best suited to devouring plant-type soul beasts, and the Valley of Life naturally became her feeding ground.

Ling Bai recognized the Blue Silver Saintess; she used to have another name, Tang Ya.

Since enrolling in Shrek Academy's inner court, he has met Tang Ya very few times, and their connection in the Star Dou Great Forest has vanished without a trace.

After several years, Tang Ya's appearance remained the same, but her bright eyes had changed color, with a dark blue tinge in her pupils, making her look cold, indifferent, and lifeless.

In this timeline, Ma Xiaotao's fate is altered, saving her from becoming the Fire Phoenix Saintess. She strives to succeed the Sea God Pavilion Master at Shrek Academy, while Tang Ya follows her predetermined path, controlled by evil magic and deadly poison, and becomes the Blue Silver Saintess of the Holy Spirit Cult.

"Okay, go ahead."

Zhongli Wu waved to Tang Ya, his smile as warm as if he were looking at his own daughter.

She walked over silently. Ling Bai didn't say a word, making no attempt to greet her. Tang Ya suddenly stopped, her dark blue eyes fixed on Ling Bai's face, and coldly uttered three words:

"Who are you?"

"Holy religious offerings, death row."

Ling Bai answered with a smile, remaining calm and composed.

Tang Ya frowned and said, "You don't seem as annoying as those guys."

"This is terrible, Death Prison!" Zhongli Wu seemed to have discovered a new continent. "The Blue Silver Saintess hates everyone in the Holy Church equally. Feng'er and I went to great lengths to gain her trust, and this is the first time she has taken the initiative to show her goodwill!"

"Why don't you take charge of her cultivation in the future, so she can integrate into the Holy Sect as soon as possible?"

hiss--

Ling Bai gasped inwardly. His relationship with Bei Bei had long since faded, but he wasn't about to seduce someone else's girlfriend. He smiled wryly.

"You jest, Master. I've been underground for six months. I need to get some fresh air."

Before Zhongli Wu could speak, Ling Bai instantly transformed into a beam of black light and left the land of the Minotaur.

Finding a secluded spot in the Demon Forest, Ling Bai released the Death Prison Spider King. His fifth soul ring shone brightly, and his body trembled slightly, causing the surrounding light to distort.

A figure appeared silently in front of them; he looked exactly like Ling Bai.

The second skill of the fifth soul ring of the Death Prison Spider King is Spider King Clone.

It inherits all the soul skills of the Death Prison Spider King. The Spider King clone will not disappear until its soul power is exhausted, but the Spider King clone has no self-awareness and requires Ling Bai to use half of his mental power to control it.

Ling Bai removed the Thousand Charms Demon Appearance, which had been upgraded to a level nine soul tool, and covered it with the face of the Spider Emperor clone, disguising it as the appearance of the Death Prison Douluo.

The Death Prison Douluo's battle relies on the Death Prison Bone Dragon, and given the Death Prison Douluo's status in the Holy Spirit Cult, no one dares to provoke the Spider Emperor's clone, so there is no need for the Spider Emperor's clone to take action and expend soul power.

Commanding the Spider King's avatar to return to the Holy Spirit Cult to dispel others' doubts, Ling Bai gazed in the direction of the Valley of Life and murmured:

"The Hunt..."

(End of this chapter)