Douluo: The Glory of the Peerless Angel

"Feng'er!!!"

At the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters, Zhongli Wu let out a low roar, and a sinister wind suddenly arose around them, instantly sweeping through the entire underground space. Several Holy Spirit Cult disciples knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling like leaves.

The Evil Phoenix Douluo, Feng Ling, had not returned for several days, which aroused Zhongli Wu's suspicion. He dispatched a team of evil soul masters to investigate the Valley of Life. In the end, they discovered the remaining holy aura of a six-winged angel on the outskirts of the Valley of Life.

Everyone knows that the Holy Spirit Cult is powerful and ruthless, and shows no mercy to evil spirit masters. Everyone understands that Feng Ling has most likely perished.

Zhongli Wu couldn't help but exude a powerful aura, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins. Although Feng Ling was not a virgin, she still indulged in silky smoothness, and he had always treated her with great care.

The hatred for killing one's wife is irreconcilable!

These Evil Soul Emperors and Evil Soul Saints could not withstand the immense pressure of a level 98 Title Douluo. Their faces were contorted to the extreme, and painful groans emanated from their bones. They hurriedly looked with pleading eyes at the elders and worshippers beside Zhongli Wu, especially a sinister figure, who was Zhongli Wu's favorite recently, the Death Prison Douluo.

"The Vice-Sect Leader sacrificed his life for the Holy Church. Please accept our condolences, Sect Leader."

The Spider Queen's clone, Ling Bai, displayed superb acting skills, conveying just the right amount of sadness, and gently comforted Zhongli Wu, telling him to think positively, since he couldn't escape anyway.

Zhongli Wu took a deep breath, then seemed to suppress all his anger and sorrow, transforming back into the Holy Spirit Cult Master who commanded the evil soul masters. He looked intently at Ling Bai and said:

"In the Death Prison, Feng'er perished with resentment, but the great cause of the Holy Church cannot be halted. From now on, you will inherit her position as Vice Leader."

What?! I've become the vice leader?!

Ling Bai coughed lightly, clasped his hands in a salute, and said, "I have been a member of the sect for less than a year, and my qualifications are still too shallow to shoulder such a heavy responsibility. I hope the sect leader will choose someone else more capable."

Zhongli Wu frowned and said unhappily, "In the world of Soul Masters, strength is paramount. You are young and promising, and you are a unique evil Soul Master with the ultimate attributes on the continent!"

With great power comes great responsibility; do not shirk the death penalty!

"this……"

Ling Bai feigned hesitation. The Evil Phoenix Douluo had just died, and you're already happily assuming the position of Vice Leader. Anyone with a bit of intelligence and emotional intelligence wouldn't do something so stupid. At least you should put on a show of declining the position three times.

Nangong Wan glanced left and right, his eyes darting around. He secretly tugged at the Netherworld Douluo and the Thunder Douluo beside him, giving them a wink. The three of them stepped forward and shouted in unison:

"Your subordinate greets the Deputy Master of the Death Prison!"

After Feng Ling's death, a super evil Douluo will definitely take over as the vice leader. Nangong Wan decisively went with the flow, both following the will of the leader Zhongli Wu and pleasing the Death Prison Douluo. With a view to the future, it was a win-win situation!

"Greetings, Deputy Chief of the Death Prison!"

Zhongli Wu clearly intended to support Death Prison Douluo, and the other Evil Douluos had no intention of opposing him. Moreover, Death Prison Douluo's combat strength was indeed the strongest below the sect leader, so his promotion to vice sect leader was justifiable.

"Everyone...you've really put me in a terrible situation!"

Ling Bai smiled wryly, but no longer refused: "Since everyone is so kind, then I will shamelessly take on the role of the deputy leader of the Holy Sect for the time being."

If the Holy Emperor has a spirit in the netherworld and protects the Evil Phoenix Douluo so he can return safely, then I absolutely cannot continue to be the deputy leader. At that time, I will surely return the throne and relinquish my position as an honored member of the Holy Sect.

Seeing that Ling Bai was willing to take on the responsibility of vice sect leader, Zhong Liwu finally managed a smile and called out, "Blue Silver Saintess, Yan Feng, you two come out."

Two figures walked up to Ling Bai and Zhong Liwu. The Blue Silver Saintess was naturally Tang Ya, and the other was a handsome young man with a cold and sinister aura.

Zhongli Wu sighed and said, "You've met the Blue Silver Saintess before, so I won't waste my breath introducing her further."

Yan Feng is my personal disciple. His martial spirit is the Bone Dragon. Unlike your Death-attribute Bone Dragon, he has both Evil and Ice attributes. I have other important matters to attend to during this time and have no time to guide their cultivation.

"Those two are the pillars of the Holy Church's younger generation; I entrust them to you."

"Don't worry, Master, I will discipline them properly."

"I believe in your abilities."

Zhongli Wu patted Ling Bai on the shoulder to encourage him, then took flight and left the Holy Spirit Cult. Immediately, the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Cult rushed forward to congratulate Death Prison Douluo, the temporary leader of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Bone Dragon Yan Feng clenched his fists, looking expectantly at Ling Bai, who was surrounded by the crowd in the center. The reputation of Death Prison Douluo was well-known. The two were both Bone Dragon Soul Masters. He was the Soul Master who admired Death Prison Douluo the most in the Holy Spirit Sect. He dreamed of reaching the peak one day and sweeping across the continent like Death Prison Douluo.

Yan Feng made up his mind, and he was determined to inherit the abilities of the Death Prison Douluo, even if it meant throwing a tantrum!

Tang Ya glanced at Yan Feng, whose inner universe was exploding, and curled her lips in disdain. Apart from Zhong Liwu and Feng Ling, she only had a slight liking for the Death Prison Douluo.

It wasn't that Death Prison Douluo was exceptionally charming; it was purely due to the contrast with his peers. Among a group of bizarre and sinister evil soul masters, she felt that Death Prison Douluo seemed quite good.

Zhongli Wu burst out of the Holy Spirit Sect, gazing fiercely at the outline of Mingdu high in the sky, and said ruthlessly:

"Six-winged angel, I swear in the name of the Holy Spirit, if I do not kill you, I will not be human!"

Uncle Jackie, help me!

……

Time passed, and a year later.

Linglong Pavilion, Ye Guyi's room.

Ling Bai and Ye Guyi sat on the bed with their palms pressed together. A powerful golden aura circulated around them, creating golden ripples in the air that illuminated the entire room with a dazzling golden light.

The golden light gradually faded, and the two simultaneously opened their golden eyes. Ye Guyi blushed with joy and exclaimed impatiently, "Cultivating with you is so fast! I'm level 68 now!"

"Dual cultivation is dual cultivation; we cultivate together," Ling Bai corrected with a light laugh.

During this time, Ling Bai and Ye Guyi have been cultivating together. Being around a superior martial soul of the same kind will greatly increase the cultivation speed of a lower-level martial soul. Since the Holy Angel has been accompanied by the Six-Winged Angel, Ye Guyi's soul power has been increasing by leaps and bounds.

At the same time, Ling Bai secretly betrayed many of the Holy Spirit Cult's hideouts. As long as he revealed them to Ye Guyi, this holy angel with an overflowing sense of justice would immediately draw her sword and fight. With the assistance of the six-winged angel and the killing of evil soul masters, it was the most enjoyable year for Ye Guyi since her martial soul awakened.

Ye Guyi jumped off the bed with a carefree air, stretched lazily, and sunlight streamed through the window, piercing through her thin white shirt and outlining her perfect curves. A strand of long golden hair fluttered and playfully brushed against Ling Bai's nose, leaving a pleasant fragrance.

In Ye Guyi's heart, the six-winged angel and the holy angel are connected by blood; they are the closest partners and family in the world, and there is nothing to hide.

"Any news about evil spirit masters today?" Ye Guyi asked.

"no."

"Ah... can't justice be served anymore...?"

A deep regret flashed in Ye Guyi's eyes: "I really want a Martial Soul True Body. Could another Evil Douluo fall from the sky?"

"So greedy?"

Ling Bai couldn't help but chuckle. Zhong Liwu had been gone for a year, during which time the Death Prison Douluo had taken control of the Holy Spirit Cult, but he hadn't gone too far.

It only revealed the specific locations of a few branch sects, and that the main body severely injured Blood Demon Douluo while he was out alone, then threw him onto Ye Guyi's path to carry out justice, like feeding a holy angel.

After all, it's my term of office, and so many eyes are watching; I'll just have to take it slow and steady.

Moreover, accelerating Ye Guyi's breakthrough to level 70 means taking her to Jialing City to see Bibi Dong sooner.

With the Rakshasa Godhood secured, Ling Bai and Xue Di were both relieved.

"Bone Robe, once you break through level 70, I'll take you somewhere." Ling Bai began to lay the groundwork.

"OK!"

Without hesitation, Ye Guyi agreed immediately. They were all descendants of angels, and Ling Bai certainly couldn't sell himself out.

"Okay, I'm leaving then."

There was no rush; Ling Bai would reveal Bibi Dong's identity to Ye Guyi gradually. He then pushed open the door and left, returning to his own room.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw what appeared to be a bulging mass in the blanket. A mischievous smile crept across his face, and he slapped it across the spot.

"You bastard!"

A crisp slapping sound suddenly rang out, followed by the woman's pained curses. A small, bright red head popped out, and Wu Feng threw off the blanket to cover her red, perky breasts, her eyebrows raised as she glared at Ling Bai.

"Missing me?"

Ling Bai pulled Wu Feng into his arms, breathed on her delicate earlobe, a sensitive spot that instantly made her weak all over, her anger vanishing completely, yet she still stubbornly insisted:

"Don't flatter yourself. I was thinking of dressing a bit sexy today, but I've lost interest. Let go, I'm going back to the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy to find Ning Tian."

"Since you're already here, stay with me for a while."

Ling Bai understood Wu Feng's hypocrisy perfectly, both physically and mentally. He held the red dragon girl's fiery body tightly, every inch of her snow-white skin radiating ambiguity.

Wu Feng gave a haughty snort. In fact, she missed it terribly too. After a few symbolic struggles, she gave in to her will.

"Hey, when are you and Ning Tian taking that final step?"

"Are you getting impatient?"

"The other Soul Masters of the same age in the sect are already running around!"

Ling Bai lightly patted her and pressed her for the truth.

"I want to have two women on my left and two on my right."

Ling Bai was stunned. This guy's brain circuits were so erratic, yet upon closer inspection, they seemed to make sense.

"I didn't even think about it, but you've already started thinking about it?"

"That's a dream!"

Wu Feng's eyes were glazed over. The thought of holding Ning Tian's hand on her left and leaning against Ling Bai on her right filled her with excitement.

Two hours later, Wu Feng half-propped up her aching body, and Ling Bai helped her lift her long hair:

"Speaking of which, your cultivation level has increased quite quickly. Xiao Tian is level 55, and you're already level 58."

"This proves I'm a genius!"

"Didn't I do my utmost?"

"I'm the one who has to work harder!"

Wu Feng tightened his grip in protest, then lowered his head.

Ling Bai sighed deeply, giving his all.

"Done!"

After finishing the final cleaning, Wu Feng lay back in bed, exhausted. Her snow-white back was turned to Ling Bai, giving him a look that said, "Get lost and stop bothering me."

Ling Bai gently kissed her cheek and then arrived at the ninth floor of Linglong Pavilion.

Ning Fengyu sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, and the Dragon Girl was giving her a tender massage. Beside her was a golden tortoise, its dark gold shell topped with various fruits, drinks, and snacks. The two were having a friendly conversation.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Xiaoyu's turtle!"

"No, you're a puppy."

"Woof woof woof!"

"Does the puppy want to stay in the human world forever?"

"think!"

"That Spirit Tide Turtle..."

"I don't know him, I don't know him! Xiaoyu, believe me, I'm still a virgin!"

The poor golden tortoiseshell was manipulated at the mercy of human women.

Ling Bai walked in with a strange expression. The moment the golden hawksbill turtle saw him, its little eyes lit up, and it scrambled over on all fours, shouting:

"Ling Bai, Ling Bai, help me become human again, I want to be with Xiao Yu!"

"Go play somewhere else!"

With a kick, Ling Bai sent the golden tortoise flying. He then pointed with his Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger, signaling the Dragon Girl to take the creature out so he could have a private chat with Ning Fengyu.

Sitting down next to Ning Fengyu, Ling Bai said helplessly, "Is it just my imagination, Your Majesty Qinghuang? You seem even more arrogant now that you've broken through to the Title Douluo level."

"I've enjoyed life to the fullest, what's wrong with enjoying it for a few more years?"

Ning Fengyu declared confidently, "Besides, I am a level 93 Azure Emperor Douluo, I'm not showing off at all!"

"Two and a half of the three levels were pushed up by the Blue Silver Emperor's 190,000-year soul ring and soul bone."

Sherlock Holmes reveals the truth in a second.

Ning Fengyu looked up at the sky and whistled. She was used to working only sporadically and couldn't change her ways.

Ling Bai recalled her conversation with the golden hawksbill turtle and advised, "Ten thousand years is enough to stabilize the fortune of a sect. There's no need to bind the golden hawksbill turtle. It's just an ordinary auspicious beast. It would be more appropriate to replace it with an imperial auspicious beast."

"I know, I know, I just think you're too lenient!" Ning Fengyu rolled her eyes at him. "Counting the days, you'll be setting off back to Shrek Academy in ten days. I'm really going to miss you. You've helped me solve all those troublesome problems in Mingdu these past two years, saving me a lot of worry."

"The Soul Master Competition is in three months. We will meet again then."

"Hmm, that seems to be true. Oh right, Sister Kaobei wrote to me this morning, asking me to go back to the sect and bring some Mingde Hall soul tools. She specifically asked for level eight soul tools, which I can tolerate!"

Ning Fengyu paused, then angrily pounded the cushion: "The main point is, she never gives me any money!"

"Go ask her for your unpaid wages," Ling Bai said, enjoying the spectacle.

"I wouldn't dare!" Ning Fengyu said pitifully, "That's all my hard-earned money! Xiaobai, you have to get it back for me!"

"If you don't dare, do you think I would?" Ling Bai retorted seriously.

"Alas! I, the Azure Emperor Douluo, am actually suppressed by a mere Soul Saint! When will my sister ever be able to stand up completely?!"

Ning Fengyu clenched her fists and laughed, as if her older sister Ning Fengya were standing in the air in front of her.

"Alright, alright, when are you leaving?" Ling Bai asked with a smile.

"Are you going to take me home tomorrow morning?"

"Uh, you're overthinking it."

Ling Bai shook his head vigorously, and under the other woman's aggrieved gaze, he said, "Go back and pass on a message for me, so that the old man won't just stay idle at home all day after breaking through his cultivation level. Let him get out and move around a bit."

"What did you say?"

Ling Bai smiled slightly, but Ning Fengyu felt that the smile was utterly wicked.

"It's very simple, just four words."

Teacher, save me.

PS: The update was supposed to be at 2:22 as usual, but SeSe got caught. If I make major revisions to the paragraphs on Qidian, it will delete the comments. It wasn't me who deleted them, okay? ∽ (End of Chapter)