Douluo Continent: The Holy Evil Emperor.

Chapter 253 Wow, what immense evil!

During these three years, Ye Qing never returned to the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters and stayed in Mingdu the whole time.

The main reason was that he disliked the somewhat disgusting headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult, and the secondary reason was that Mingdu was more interesting and easier to make money in.

When he returned to the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters three years later, he found that nothing had changed.

The evil spirit masters continued doing what they were doing, completely ignoring the matter of promoting our great Asura God.

Ye Qing was speechless.

It's impossible to carry it out; it's simply impossible to carry it out.

Back in Shrek Academy, it was like this: a bunch of lazy, good-for-nothing war gods, like Old Deng, were constantly scheming against each other, with no thought of advancement whatsoever. And now, at the Holy Spirit Cult, it's still the same—a bunch of good-for-nothings, only thinking about their own comfort.

No, you have to help me overthrow... oh no, you have to help me spread the glory of the Great God King Tang across the Douluo Continent!

I was hoping they would be more self-disciplined, but I still have to tie a carrot to their faces and hang it in front of them so they can see the benefits and then contribute to the development of Douluo Continent.

"It seems I'll have to take matters into my own hands." Ye Qing began to formulate new plans in his mind.

During these three years, besides pondering the matter of the Soul Armor, he also thought about how to spread Tang San's fame in his spare time. He basically had a complete plan in mind, and all that was left was to implement it.

The Holy Spirit Cult was naturally the best tool for him to realize his plans, but judging from the current situation, it was clear that Ye Xishui had suppressed his speech three years ago.

Looking at it this way, it seems so.

Ye Xishui wasn't really stupid. If it were those old fogies from the Sea God Pavilion, they might have been so tempted by Ye Qing's promises that they'd lost their bearings and started causing trouble on their own without stopping.

If it were this old witch who manipulated the Black and White Dragons at will, playing a trick like "Phoenix Playing with Two Dragons," she wouldn't be so easily fooled.

However, Ye Qing really misunderstood Ye Xishui this time. The Holy Spirit Cult was not that important to her. After Ye Qing's speech, she had no intention of interfering. Whether the Holy Spirit Cult was destroyed or not was of no concern to Ye Xishui.

Or rather, she secretly hoped that the Holy Spirit Cult would be destroyed, so that she could let go of her burdens and live with Long Xiaoyao.

The only Muggles are those ordinary evil spirit masters.

It was something like this: "Elder, you only said you wanted to spread the name of the Asura God, but we have absolutely no idea how to do that!"

Ming Lei Douluo had wanted to bring this up with Ye Qing several times, but each time he was about to speak, Ye Qing, engrossed in developing the Soul Armor and not wanting to be disturbed, would give him a death stare, and the former would immediately tuck his tail between his legs and slip away.

It can only be described as a beautiful misunderstanding.

In the end, Ye Qing himself will have to take action.

"Master Zhongli, you have quite the refined taste." Ye Qing passed through the space and sat down in front of Zhongli Wu.

At this moment, the level 98 Holy Spirit Cult leader was brewing a pot of tea, looking thoughtfully at Tang Ya, who had just finished drinking the herbal soup and was in a dazed state.

Ye Qing did sense the fluctuations in space as he traversed, but he wasn't on guard. He remembered the aura of the Demon Soul Bone Shark King, and besides, it was impossible for any enemy to appear out of nowhere at the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters.

"Elder." Zhongli Wu nodded to Ye Qing, poured him a cup of tea, and pushed it in front of him.

"It seems the leader is training our Holy Maiden. Is there any progress?" Ye Qing toyed with his teacup but didn't drink from it.

It perfectly fits the stereotype of evil spirit masters. The teacup in Ye Qing's hand was probably made from the thigh bone of some unlucky guy. Ye Qing was afraid that he would feel nauseous and vomit if he drank tea from such a thing.

It really is a 'bone china cup'.

Zhongli Wu didn't care. Looking at Tang Ya in front of him, he said with a proud expression, "No progress is needed. The Holy Maiden is worthy of being the successor of the Holy Emperor. She is simply a genius that our Holy Sect has seen only once in a thousand years. Even without my training, she could become a powerhouse like the Supreme Sect Master!"

A born evil spirit master!

Zhongli Wu had never seen such an evil soul master. Other evil soul masters had a pitifully low conversion rate to killing, and could basically only use the nutrients from a certain part of their body to provide themselves with assistance.

For example, souls, or bones; and even more demanding ones can only enhance themselves with specific types of "items" such as blood or organs, while other parts are of no help to them at all.

Take, for example, the brain-eating beast Soul Emperor Jili in the original work. Only eating brains helps his cultivation. Eating other parts is not entirely useless, but it is basically equivalent to nothing.

Tang Ya is different; this saintess is truly evil!

The Dark Blue Silver King can devour almost any nutrient indiscriminately, from internal organs to flesh and blood, from spirit to soul, and even ethereal emotions like fear. All of these can become food for the Dark Blue Silver King and nourishment for Tang Ya.

In other words, the energy utilization and conversion rates are off the charts; it's just that the energy being utilized doesn't follow the usual path.

If a malevolent spirit master like Jili has an energy conversion rate of 10% when killing someone, then...

Then Tang Ya's level is at least 80%!

Thanks to the butterfly effect brought about by Ye Qing, Tang Ya, whose cultivation level was already higher than in the original story, has now reached the bottleneck of level 70. She is only one soul ring away from becoming a Soul Saint, which is a full year faster than in the original story.

How could this not surprise and delight Zhong Liwu? Bone Dragon Yan Feng, as his personal disciple, had been trained in the Holy Spirit Sect since childhood. He was the same age as Tang Ya, but he was still at level 65. On the contrary, Tang Ya, the Holy Maiden who joined the Holy Spirit Sect midway, had soared from Soul Master to Quasi-Soul Saint in just four years.

The main problem is that they killed fewer people than Yan Feng and his group. In the words of the Holy Spirit Cult, they used fewer resources but improved their cultivation faster.

No wonder Zhongli Wu said that Tang Ya could at least have the potential of Ye Xishui. The Holy Spirit Sect has a secret technique to increase the age of soul rings. In addition, with Tang Ya's Dark Blue Silver King's high energy utilization rate, she might really be able to grab and refine it in an instant to become the next Supreme Douluo of the Holy Spirit Sect.

After listening to Zhongli Wu's intensely passionate words, Ye Qing couldn't help but sigh.

This Blue Silver Grass truly lives up to its reputation as the martial soul possessed by our Great God King Tang. It's as if it was born to be favored by the Heavenly Dao, with each of its overpowered abilities more outrageous than the last.

Looking at Tang Ya's cold and indifferent face covered with frost, Ye Qing suddenly realized that this person seemed to be an ultimate courier who was no weaker than the Demon Soul Bone Shark King. If she was trained well, wouldn't she be another fighter with extreme combat power?

Although the cultivation period may indeed be a bit long...

But it's okay, there are still tools, right?

Ye Qing glanced at Zhong Liwu subconsciously; the latter, the modification expert, was still lost in his daydream.

(End of this chapter)