Douluo Continent: The Holy Evil Emperor.

Chapter 240 Join our Holy Spirit Cult!

As Ye Qing delivered a fiery and domineering speech, the atmosphere at the scene cooled down once again, and the auras of the three ultimate powerhouses clashed continuously in the air.

Just as Ye Xishui was getting restless and preparing to fight Ye Qing a few more rounds, Long Xiaoyao spoke up.

He stopped Ye Xishui and said calmly, "We are both at our limits. There's no point in continuing this fight. You should know that you can't do anything to me or Xishui."

"So what? If you continue to obstruct my revenge, I will not let it go even if it comes to nothing," Ye Qing said coldly.

"May I ask your title?" Long Xiaoyao asked.

"Nightmare".

Long Xiaoyao nodded. "Evil Nightmare? Then it's alright. It doesn't sound like a normal Soul Master."

Having spent a long time in the Holy Spirit Cult, he could roughly understand the nature of these evil soul masters. Therefore, unlike Ye Xishui, he didn't fight them when necessary. In his eyes, these evil soul masters were all mentally ill, and Ye Qing was naturally also a mentally unstable evil soul master.

If we don't let him take revenge and resolve his obsession, this unfamiliar Limit Breaker might actually fight them both to the death.

This doesn't align with Long Xiaoyao's way of thinking.

If the conflict could be resolved peacefully, Long Xiaoyao naturally didn't want to continue fighting. He was doing this to protect Ye Xishui, and it would be best if such a battle, in which injuries were almost certain, could be avoided.

If you're seeking revenge, just tell me who your enemy is.

Compared to a clueless, foolish cult member, this Limit Douluo is undoubtedly more troublesome. Let's sacrifice him if we can.

"Since Nightmare Douluo has come for revenge, why not tell us who your enemy is? If he is truly a member of our Holy Spirit Cult, Xi Shui and I will naturally no longer obstruct you," Long Xiaoyao said with a smile.

Ye Xishui glanced at Long Xiaoyao, calming the surging soul power within her. She understood that Long Xiaoyao didn't want to cause trouble.

Since that's what he thinks... let him be.

As long as the target of Nightmare Douluo's revenge is not an important member of the Holy Spirit Cult that they cannot abandon, then so be it if he dies; neither of them cares.

Ye Qing finally got the answer she wanted.

Hey, wouldn't it have been better if he had done this earlier? He came here to establish his authority, using the Holy Spirit Cult as a stepping stone. It doesn't matter who dies, as long as the Holy Spirit Cult is willing to step on him.

Now that Long Xiaoyao has brought this stepping stone that Ye Qing had set under his feet, Ye Qing naturally won't continue to pester him.

As for the target of 'revenge'...

"Hmph, even if I turn to ashes, I will never forget that disgusting maggot!" Ye Qing roared with murderous intent, perfectly expressing his hatred for someone to the core and his desire to grind them to dust.

"I not only remember him, but also all the close family members who died at his hands. For thirty years, every single moment I've wanted to grind that disgusting maggot to dust!"

"Tang Tianri... An Yin... Your spirits can rest in peace now, because I will settle this blood feud today! That maggot that sucked your brain marrow, I will send him to hell today!" Ye Qing's expression was frenzied, and his extremely dark soul power seemed to engulf the world with his rage.

"Alright, alright, Lord Nightmare, please calm down." Long Xiaoyao quickly spoke up to soothe him. Damn, looking at it this way, the level of madness of this Nightmare Douluo is even greater than that of the Holy Spirit Cult's bunch of lunatics.

Long Xiaoyao was exhausted: "Maggots, right? Which maggot? Explain yourself first, and I'll go catch that maggot and kill it for you later."

Do you know Xishui?

Facing Long Xiaoyao's gaze, Ye Xishui raised her head slightly and pondered for a moment, realizing that the Holy Spirit Sect did indeed have someone who fit the description.

Maggots that suck brain marrow, isn't that Masked Douluo, the seventh elder of the Holy Spirit Cult?

"There really is one?" Long Xiaoyao was speechless.

The evil soul master wiped out someone's entire family and forced them to become evil soul masters, even becoming Limit Douluo level evil soul masters. Then, they turned around and attacked the Holy Spirit Cult, making it difficult for these two Limit Douluo level evil soul masters to deal with.

That's really a troublemaker. We should just get it out and crush it already.

Ye Xishui felt the same way.

Without much hesitation, Ye Xishui reached behind her and tore open a space to grab a bewildered, unlucky guy.

"Is it him?"

"Roar—" The Demon Soul Bone Shark King let out a furious roar, flicked its tail and burst out of the dark clouds, heading straight for the Masked Douluo who was already terrified.

"It's you, you bastard, you disgusting maggot! Today I will tear you to pieces and extract your soul from your soul cage!"

Masked Douluo: Huh?

Masked Douluo was dumbfounded. As a Title Douluo, he could of course see the terrifying battle between the three Limit Douluos. Now, this enemy, who even the Supreme Master and the Grand Elder, two Limit Douluos, could not defeat, was going to set him on fire?

No, you don't want that kind of thing!

"Misunderstanding, sir!" Faced with Ye Qing's murderous gaze, the Masked Douluo was terrified and wet himself. "How could I dare to attack you, sir? There must be some misunderstanding!"

Masked Douluo still tried to struggle, after all, he really didn't remember whether he had done such a thing or not.

Or perhaps he simply couldn't remember how many people he had killed. Subconsciously, he believed he had killed them, but he didn't really care.

However, Ye Qing didn't care. Only those who wronged you would know how wronged you were. This unlucky guy was going to die anyway in the original story, so Ye Qing decided to send him to meet a certain media outlet in advance.

"Do you still remember them? Xiao Mu, Xiao Ka, Xiao Rong, Xiao Qing..." Ye Qing grabbed the Masked Douluo by the collar with one hand and said the names one by one with a distorted expression.

Masked Douluo: The God-Slayer Was Myself.

"I...I don't remember!" Masked Douluo was on the verge of tears.

"It's alright, I'll remember it!"

"Die!" Ye Qing punched him in the chest, piercing through his chest, and said some heartfelt words before sending him flying. Dong Qianqiu then exhaled a breath of dark blue breath.

Even though he was a titled Douluo, he couldn't possibly survive an attack at the extreme level. His physical body was instantly destroyed, and his soul was pulled out and swallowed by Dong Qianqiu.

Ye Qing remained silent for a while before letting out a long sigh. With a wistful expression, he murmured, "With our great revenge fulfilled, let's leave it at that."

He patted Dong Qianqiu's skull and prepared to turn and leave.

At that moment, a glint flashed in Ye Xishui's eyes beneath his hood, and a bold idea popped into his mind.

She wanted to recruit Ye Qing into the Holy Spirit Cult!

Regardless of Ye Qing's origins, there is no doubt that he is an evil soul master at the Limit Douluo level. The evilness of the Demon Soul Bone Shark King is astonishing even to Ye Xishui. Such a cold and deathly aura makes him a born evil soul master.

If Ye Qing could also join the Holy Spirit Cult, the Holy Spirit Cult would have three limits in one sect, and there would be no worry about its great cause not succeeding!

"Please wait, sir!" Ye Xishui called out loudly. "If you have nowhere to go, why not join our Holy Spirit Cult?"

"Only we are family!"

(End of this chapter)