Douluo Continent: The Holy Evil Emperor.

Chapter 242 The Nightmare Elder Makes His Appearance

While that's the truth and the logic is sound, isn't it a bit impolite to just say it so casually?

Ye Xishui gave Ye Qing 8.5 points because she had 1.5 points.

But it didn't matter. Ye Xishui never intended to treat Ye Qing as one of her own; she just wanted to borrow his strength as a Limit Douluo.

Ye Qing knew everything about this, so he spoke without any pretense. When dealing with evil spirit masters, he didn't bother with formalities. As long as he had the strength, no matter how much these bastards disliked him behind his back, they would still have to be respectful on the surface.

If I'm in a bad mood, I can always crush a couple of bugs to cheer myself up.

As for reasoning?

Ye Qing was too lazy to talk; they weren't worthy to listen.

They were evil spirit masters before, and they will be evil spirit masters in the future. They'll be evil spirit masters for life. Rotten oranges are rotten oranges, and they're not exactly good people themselves. They're a bunch of snakes and rats, what are they doing, acting like that and pretending to be something they're not?

Just enjoy it.

"Very well, from today onwards, you will be the Supreme Elder of our Holy Spirit Cult, with a status equal to the two of us. You will have the authority to mobilize all resources within the cult." Ye Xishui smiled. "Welcome, Brother Nightmare, to the Holy Spirit Cult. From now on, we are family."

"Welcome, Brother Nightmare." Long Xiaoyao also forced a smile, but his acting skills were far inferior to Ye Xishui's, and anyone could see his reluctance.

"Oh, you're too kind," Ye Qing said seriously, his expression turning serious. "Since we'll be colleagues from now on, let's address each other by our titles, shall we? Supreme Master, Grand Elder?"

"Ah, yes, yes, the Supreme Elder!"

"Supreme Elder!"

The way these two old Dengs and the young Deng seemed to get along so well might have made an uninformed person think they were some kind of close-knit brotherhood.

"Now that the Supreme Elder has joined us, let's go to the sect together to get to know him, so that no one will offend him later," Ye Xishui invited.

"Then thank you very much, Supreme Master, please!" Ye Qing laughed heartily.

"Please!" Ye Xishui's mood improved somewhat.

Regardless of the previous circumstances, the death of an insignificant Masked Douluo, coupled with the recruitment of a Nightmare Douluo with ultimate combat power, is undoubtedly the best outcome.

Ye Xishui was definitely wary of Ye Qing, but not too much. As the saying goes, evil soul masters are all one family. In Douluo Continent, they are almost universally hated.

As long as you are an evil soul master, even if you possess the realm and strength of a Limit Douluo and make the world fear you, you will never be able to integrate with others. Only among evil soul masters can there be resonance.

Ye Xishui would call this situation "the sorrow of evil"!

As time goes by, Nightmare Douluo will only feel more and more that the Holy Spirit Cult is his home, and he will become the true Supreme Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult!

The three returned together and entered the Holy Spirit Cult, which was located dozens of meters underground.

As for the Holy Spirit Cult's layout, it can only be said that it fits the world's stereotype of evil sects perfectly, and it also perfectly matches Ye Qing's imagination of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Everywhere were piles of stark white bones, both human and soul beast bones. As for the flesh and blood, they had been made into pools of blood. Some evil soul masters who needed to cultivate with the help of flesh and blood were engaging in some indescribable exercise in the blood pools for cultivation.

Some of the more powerful corpses were also used to cultivate evil plants such as Blood Demon Vines and Soul-Eating Thorns, nourishing them with the nutrients from the corpses to condense those fruits that were extremely precious to evil soul masters.

There are also soul banners that imprison vengeful spirits and copper pillars that seal away countless souls, scattered throughout the cave.

The evil spirit masters living here are already used to everything around them, and from time to time they look greedily at the piles of corpses that represent nourishment.

Calling this cave a mass grave is an understatement; countless people have died here since the Holy Spirit Cult took root here.

It's strange that this group of people can play like this without causing any plagues or malaria.

Ye Qing even saw an incredible thing grab a handful of brains and refine them instantly, directly staging a scene reminiscent of Hannibal Lecter from Douluo Continent. Does Douluo Continent not have prions?

Douluo Continent is amazing.

Ye Qing felt a little nauseous at the sight. He could kill without batting an eye, but asking him to perform Hannibal Lecter-like actions in Douluo Continent was a bit too much.

These bloody scenes made Ye Qing feel even less pity for the evil soul masters.

They're all Oukser, one generation after another.

The moment Ye Qing and the other two appeared, a burst of crimson energy erupted from Ye Xishui's body. The powerful aura caused all the evil soul masters to kneel down in front of the three.

"Greetings, Supreme Master!"

"Greetings, High Priest!"

Ye Xishui usually doesn't show herself, but the evil soul masters who can live in the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters are at least Soul Emperor level. Those who are not Soul Emperor level are basically descendants of evil soul masters above Soul Saint level.

Those living at headquarters all knew of Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao's existence.

Sensing this imposing aura, they all knew that the two most supreme figures of the Holy Spirit Cult had descended, and their first instinct was naturally to prostrate themselves in reverence.

In addition, several powerful evil spirit masters also appeared here, bowing deeply to the three of them.

There were more than ten people, divided into two groups. In the middle were the two leaders, Zhongli Wu and Feng Ling, and the deputy leader. On the left were the other six elders of the Holy Spirit Cult, excluding Masked Douluo. On the right were the five great elders, excluding Long Xiaoyao.

They are all titled Douluo, and there are a bunch of Super Douluo. Their combat power is even more terrifying than Shrek Academy's Sea God Pavilion. If we exclude the Golden Tree, and let the two forces fight a real battle.

The chances of Shrek losing are almost 70%.

This is only if Ye Qing has cured Mu En. If Mu En were to be sent away and Xuan Zi were to lead the team, the Holy Spirit Cult's chances of winning would be 98%.

Among them were many familiar faces, such as the Second Elder, Tianwu Douluo Nangong Wan, the Fourth Elder, Minglei Douluo, and the Offering Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng.

Of course, Ye Qing didn't recognize them. He could only roughly identify which characters from the original story they were based on their positions and aura.

At this moment, Dong Qianqiu had shrunk tenfold, transforming into a bone dragon that coiled around Ye Qing. A shark skull resembling a dragon's head was above Ye Qing's shoulder, staring menacingly at these evil soul masters and titled Douluo.

"I have something to announce today," Ye Xishui said coldly, glancing around at her surroundings.

"The man beside me is the Nightmare Douluo who joined the Holy Cult today. His strength is no less than mine or the Grand Elder's. His future position will be the Supreme Elder of the Holy Cult, and his status will be equal to mine and the Grand Elder's."

(End of this chapter)