Douluo Continent: The Eternal Order of the Azure Sky.

This is the second one!

As early as during the competition, Cain had already discovered the unusual relationship between Kong Tianxu and Ma Xiaotao. Moreover, she was very familiar with the woman's scent, which was the strongest and most pleasant of the three feminine scents that Kong Tianxu had when he returned from Xingdou.

Today, another woman with a completely different temperament, and even better looks and figure, appeared. She naturally identified herself with Xue Di and regarded her as one of the three women from back then.

Damn it! Did Tianxu go on that trip to hunt for souls or to hunt for women?!

The girl unconsciously ground her teeth.

Back then, it took her quite a while to convince herself to accept a threesome, but the number quickly became four, and now it's five. Add the last mysterious person, and that makes six!

While it's true that once the bottom line is crossed, things will continue to decline, this is happening far too fast!

No, I have to do something. Feeling her position was greatly threatened, the little maid clenched her fists, finally casting aside all her shyness, and secretly made a decision.

"Yin'er!"

Kong Tianxu's voice suddenly rang out from inside the room.

"Ah! What's wrong, Tianxu?" Cain quickly replied.

"Could you please... bring me a pair of shoes and socks? Just use the ones you usually wear."

What?! You want to wear my clothes too?!

Cain almost sobbed, looking at his golden hair, he felt as if a green light was spreading before his eyes.

She suppressed her overwhelming grief and indignation, and replied in a trembling voice:

"Okay, okay! Waaah..."

Cain wandered back and forth between her room and Kong Tianxu's secluded retreat room in a daze. Of course, in the end, it turned out she was overthinking things. At least, for now, she was overthinking things.

She waited at the door until the two came out without noticing anything amiss. Meanwhile, after introducing the two women to each other and listening to Cain's somewhat nonsensical theory about three ambiguous relationships, Kong Tianxu flicked her forehead in annoyance.

"What do you mean by 'who the remaining person is'? That's just wild guessing. There's no such third person as you mentioned."

“Oh,” Cain agreed without any attempt to argue, but a hint of doubt remained in his eyes.

Xue Di, standing to the side, no longer displayed the girlish demeanor she had shown when interacting with Kong Tianxu. She appeared unusually indifferent, merely nodding to Cain.

She was always proud and aloof, even in her naive early days. If Cain hadn't been introduced by Kong Tianxu, she would have been even more distant.

"Let's go, it's time to see where we'll be living for a while. I hope the person Ye Xishui mentioned won't disappoint me."

"Ye Xishui's Holy Spirit Cult?"

Cain casually asked, and the auxiliary flight soul tool that Kong Tianxu had specially made for her also extended along with the dark gold bat wings.

"No, it's our Holy Spirit Cult."

Kong Tianxu smiled mysteriously, and after confirming the location, the level-seven flying soul tool behind him shot into the sky with a dazzling flame.

……

The Demon Forest, headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult.

This underground structure, located on the outskirts of the forest, is almost palatial and covers an area of ​​over a thousand acres. It is entirely built of solid granite and is decorated in an extremely luxurious manner.

However, the once relatively quiet palace has become much more lively recently, and many people in white robes have appeared among the usual uniform black robes.

Since the Holy Emperor descended to earth, a small group of people who once constituted a very small percentage of the Holy Spirit Cult were suddenly given great power by the Supreme Leader Ye Xishui. The name of their leader has long been forgotten, and all that is known is that he called himself the Holy Infant.

They are considered rare because these people genuinely believe in a doctrine that most believers consider utter nonsense—

May the holy light shine upon the earth, and may the Holy Spirit descend upon humanity.

Their faith is not just lip service; they actually take concrete actions to persuade and help those evil spirit masters who have just gone astray and are trapped in self-doubt and denial. They advocate restraining their martial spirit instincts and waiting for the legendary Holy Emperor to descend and bring salvation.

Naturally, among the majority of cold-blooded, selfish, and bloodthirsty evil spirit masters, they are absolute outliers and a minority.

Furthermore, even the strongest among them, the Holy Infant, was only a Soul Douluo. Although his martial soul was quite powerful and even possessed some divine qualities, he ultimately couldn't cause any trouble and could only exist as a marginal group within the Holy Spirit Cult.

However, after these people took power, they immediately began to expand their power. The recruitment of followers was no longer limited to soul masters who had awakened evil martial souls or had the potential to mutate evil martial souls. It gradually expanded to normal soul masters and even ordinary people without soul power.

Although their process for selecting outsiders to truly enter the Holy Spirit Cult was tedious and even rigorous, the number of members still expanded rapidly in a short period of time thanks to the systematic support of the entire Holy Spirit Cult and their efforts to punish evil and promote good, as well as to help the people of the Sun Moon Empire live better lives.

In such a dog-eat-dog fantasy world, an organization that is willing and able to do good deeds wholeheartedly is truly unprecedented.

Their usual attire is a white robe.

However, at this moment, in this spacious hall, besides the black and white figures hurrying by, there were also two pretty figures dressed in pink, who stood out in the crowd of only black and white people.

The two figures, one mature and elegant, the other youthful and innocent, bore at least eight-tenths of a resemblance, appearing to be a beautiful mother and daughter.

"Mom, why did we come here? This place called the Holy Spirit Cult is so strange. The people in black are as cold and ghostly as ghosts, and the people in white are too rigid and overly enthusiastic. They don't seem like normal people."

The girl, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, said coquettishly.

“Silly Qiuqiu, do you think I wanted to come?” Nan Shuishui sighed helplessly. “Although those super strong people gave us enough compensation, they didn’t give us any freedom of choice. We can’t abandon our ancestral land, so joining them is the only option.”

Even now, the leader of the Earth Dragon Gate still feels like he's in a dream.

When the Holy Spirit Sect's Third Elder, Nether Thunder Douluo, descended from the sky with several Title Douluo-level evil soul masters, including two Super Douluo, she felt as if the sky had collapsed, and the sect's destruction seemed imminent.

However, these evil spirit masters actually told her that they wanted to exchange something for the secret realm of the Earth Dragon Gate.

It's an exchange, not a robbery! Those are several evil soul titled Douluo! A force that even the Heavenly Soul Empire fears.

In fact, the conditions they offered were quite generous, so generous that Nan Shuishui wanted to agree without hesitation.

However, some conditions were still too restrictive for the Earth Dragon Gate. She did try to raise a small objection, but the other party only slightly revealed the terrifying evil aura on his body, which made her immediately give up all her ideas.

The power of the Holy Spirit Cult is an unbearable burden for any non-top-tier force, not to mention that they are evil soul masters, whose deterrent effect on Nan Shuishui even exceeds their cultivation level itself.

After weighing the options, she took the advice of the Thunder God in private and decided to go all in, abandoning the so-called compensation and planning to send her entire sect to join this behemoth.

However, before that, she had to see who this Holy Emperor was, whom the Thunder God had praised so highly and led them to abandon evil and do good, so as not to entrust her with the wrong person.

Her sect, the Earth Dragon Sect, possesses a mysterious and unique skill passed down from the first sect leader a thousand years ago, which allows one to judge a person's character through their facial features.

She was confident that once she met the so-called Holy Emperor, she would know whether he was worth her seeking refuge with.

Nan Shuishui was unsure whether bringing Qiuqiu along was the right thing to do. Thinking of Ming Lei Douluo's special instructions before he left, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, which only added to her unique charm.

It seems that what Nether Thunder Douluo said was true. Although those black-robed men could still be identified as evil soul masters at a glance, their evil aura was very well restrained, while those white-robed men were almost all righteous.

Especially when an old man in white robes, who looked like an ascetic, passed by her with a group of people, his eyes were warm and kind when he met the eyes of her and her daughter. His face even had a hint of holiness, which made her click her tongue slightly.

Chapter 141 Plotting for a Second Godhood

Even Nan Qiuqiu's impression of the Holy Spirit Cult improved considerably because of this.

As the mother and daughter chatted, the Thunder God Douluo hurried over.

"You must be getting impatient. The Holy Emperor has arrived, but he needs to meet with the Holy Infant first to discuss some matters. You have been arranged to wait in the back. Please come with me to the reception room to wait."

He spoke softly and gently, and his gaze towards Nan Qiuqiu, especially Nan Shuishui, was exceptionally tender, as if he were seeing an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

If the Holy Spirit elders who knew him well saw this, they would be greatly surprised.

This is related to Ming Lei Douluo's early experiences. Nan Shuishui was the love of his life, but in the end he failed to win her heart. In a fit of anger, he became an evil soul master.

Simply put, he was a simp, and in the end, he ruined his own mental health.

Nan Qiuqiu keenly noticed Ming Lei Douluo's overly "intense" gaze. She cautiously shifted her feet, subtly blocking her mother's path.

Nan Shuishui's expression was calm, but her eyes were slightly complicated. She didn't say much, but simply nodded slightly, signaling Ming Lei Douluo to lead the way.

During this period, the other party did help them a lot and gained some of her trust to a certain extent.

"Sit down. It's been quite a few years, I don't know if you still like these things."

Upon entering the elegantly furnished reception room, Ming Lei Douluo personally poured three cups of a beautifully colored, amethyst-jelly-like drink from a crystal vessel beside him. In front of Nan Shuishui, he downed his cup in one gulp, then let out a soft sigh that seemed to express his feelings.

This underground reception room is undeniably luxurious, spacious, and fully furnished. Carved screens and paintings by renowned artists adorn the space, while the tables and chairs are crafted from the finest wood. The tables are laden with a variety of exotic fruits, and the thick, soft carpet absorbs all footsteps. The ability to create such a comfortable environment underground demonstrates the depth of the Holy Spirit Church's influence in this area.

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness." Nan Shuishui glanced around, casually picked up an oddly shaped fruit, and said in a flat tone.

"I won't get in your way anymore, goodbye."

Ming Lei Douluo's voice trembled slightly, as if he was suppressing some surging emotions. He turned around abruptly, walked away quickly, and closed the door behind him.

However, the instant the door closed and the cloak concealed his face, all trace of pain vanished. Instead, an almost uncontrollable ecstasy and excitement shone through his eyes.

A man in black who had been waiting outside approached and hesitated in a low voice:

"Are we really going to do this? Is your information reliable?"

The Thunder God Douluo snorted coldly:

"Can't you see? In just one month, the Holy Emperor has already changed women. I've also heard that during the competition alone, the Holy Emperor has already seduced—oops, I mean, corrupted—two female students from other academies. At this rate, if we don't hurry up and cater to his tastes, we won't even know how we died."

"Hiss... The Holy Emperor is indeed... beyond the reach of ordinary people."

The man in black gasped, then winked at the Thunder God Douluo and said:

"I've already taken care of Wu Yun and Wu Yu; they're good at handling these kinds of things. But haven't you always been infatuated with that mature woman? How could you bear to..."

"I will never have her in this lifetime." The Thunder God's voice suddenly became sharp, but then, as if he had seen something, it turned into an intensely fervent expression:

"But, if our Holy Emperor could destroy and conquer her and her daughter, that feeling, that feeling!"

The other man in black was no longer just shocked, but utterly horrified, his worldview shattered.

I never thought I'd see this before. There are actually people who like this kind of thing?

Ming Lei Douluo seemed to be immersed in his own twisted fantasy, his body curled up slightly and trembled uncontrollably, it was hard to tell whether it was extreme pain or morbid excitement.

Back then, in a fit of rage, he castrated himself and became an evil spirit master, completely losing all his abilities.

If the Holy Spirit Cult were still the same as before, he would have other ways to make up for it a hundredfold or a thousandfold on Nan Shuishui, but of course, that's no longer possible now.

Driven by the twisted emotions of unrequited love, his thoughts changed.

Since she can't have him, she can't belong to anyone else! Let the Holy Emperor, who reigns supreme over everyone, possess her, and her daughter too! In this lifetime, they'll never escape the Holy Church!

In this almost insane distortion, somehow, he felt a long-lost sense of pleasure.

In the room separated by a wall, Nan Shuishui and Nan Qiuqiu were naturally unaware of his bizarre ideas.

"mom?"

Seeing that Ming Lei Douluo seemed to have left, Nan Qiuqiu asked in confusion.

Nan Shuishui sighed softly, skillfully peeling the skin off the fruit in her hand. She parted her red lips slightly and took a small bite. The familiar yet unfamiliar sweet taste spread in her mouth, leaving her momentarily dazed.