Douluo Continent: Starting with controlling Ning Rongrong and establishing the Holy Cult

Although the Spirit Hall also wanted Tang Hao to join the expedition against the evil spirit masters, they could not find any trace of him and ultimately failed.

Most of the grudges between the various factions paled in comparison to the evil spirit master incident. In short, at this time, they re-formed their alliance.

"You mean Ning Rongrong defeated a Soul Master and so many Soul Masters? Doesn't she have the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul? How can a support-type Soul Master defeat so many people?"

The representative of Haotian Sect raised questions.

"I don't really believe it either, but that's how it seems for now. Perhaps the magic item we gave Rongrong worked." Ning Fengzhi nodded.

"I had long heard that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was very wealthy and doted on Ning Rongrong, and now it seems that it is indeed true."

"Ahem, that's not the main point. There are two other people at the scene. One is suspected to be a victim, whose spirit is... Dark Blue Silver Grass. He is currently receiving treatment at our sect and is expected to recover soon. The other is a spy from the Spirit Hall, who is dead."

“Indeed. He was the one who told us about the five strongholds; we never expected them to be a trap.” The Spirit Hall representative nodded in agreement.

"Evil Martial Soul? Sect Master Ning, you should think carefully, this is a scourge."

"There's a reason we saved her. There were traces of another person at the scene, a fourth-ring Soul Master, but for some reason, he left before the battle started. Our people are still investigating."

"A four-ring Soul Master? An evil Soul Master? He's probably just a rogue cultivator."

“Indeed.” Ning Fengzhi nodded. “We also have a guess, and I’m sure you all have the same one.”

"You mean... the Holy Spirit Cult? That sect that suddenly rose to prominence? After being dormant for so long, it's started active again?"

The Spirit Hall representative was somewhat surprised. As a member of the original operation to wipe out the Holy Spirit Cult, he knew all too well that the Holy Spirit Cult had lost almost all of its fighting strength after that operation. Only three months had passed, and he found it hard to believe that the other side had regrouped.

But there were no other answers at the moment. Rather than believe that a second Holy Spirit Cult had emerged, he preferred to believe that the remnants of the first Holy Spirit Cult had revived the cult.

“Yes, I agree with that view. In order to prevent the Holy Spirit Cult from making a comeback, I suggest,” the Haotian Sect representative slammed his hand on the table, “that everyone send out Soul Masters and Soul Kings to capture this escaped foe.”

"Correct!"

……

After discussing the matter of evil spirit masters, the remaining content was simply an exchange of information.

From the finances of various sects to the powerful young generation, these were all topics of conversation for them. Not long after, Ning Fengzhi packed his things and saw the three representatives off.

Chapter 7 Ning Rongrong: Why Doesn't Anyone Believe Me?

squeak-

Ning Rongrong opened the main hall door and rushed in.

At this moment, it happened shortly after Ning Fengzhi saw off the three representatives.

"Rongrong?"

Looking at Ning Rongrong, whose expression seemed somewhat normal, Ning Fengzhi's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, suddenly settled down.

"Dad, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone! Quick, someone is controlling me, help me get rid of him!"

Panting, Ning Rongrong spoke to the three people in front of her.

The three people in front of her looked at her with an indescribable hesitation.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Chen Xin, then at the ancient banyan tree.

Both nodded.

"During the physical examination just now, we confirmed that you have no problems and are in perfect mental condition."

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and gave this answer.

"Huh?" Ning Rongrong was stunned, looking at her father and two grandfathers in disbelief.

"But... don't you think about it? How could a support-type Soul Master like me possibly defeat so many people? How could I possibly suddenly break through? You're just fooling yourselves with the idea of ​​enlightenment during battle."

Ning Rongrong stared into the eyes of the three people, trying to grasp at a sliver of belief.

Unfortunately, she didn't see it.

Although Ning Fengzhi was somewhat moved, he ultimately did not show it. Jian Gu and the other man felt that Ning Rongrong's victory was only natural, based on their trust in the soul tool on Ning Rongrong.

"How could this be..." She was somewhat disappointed, but then she remembered something, took out a pill and a scroll from her golden ring, and said urgently, "Dad, look, these are those people's things. These are what helped me break through! Look!"

“But…” Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter hesitantly, his eyes full of heartache, “But you don’t have anything in your hands.”

"Huh?"

Ning Rongrong's pupils contracted, and she took half a step back.

Nothing?

She looked down and saw the scroll and the pills clearly.

She was afraid the pill might be poisonous, so she dared not take it.

She didn't recognize the characters on that scroll, nor did she know how to use them.

The other party can't see these things...

She took another half step back, shaking her head repeatedly.

"No...no! Why, why can't you see it?"

She tried to retrieve the small red and small blue bottles, which she had obtained from opening treasure chests, from her spatial soul tool, but found that she couldn't.

This dealt another blow to Ning Rongrong.

"Please, please check it one more time. What if they missed it?"

Ning Rongrong seemed to remember something and went to Ning Fengzhi's side, pleading.

She really didn't want to be controlled again, even though she knew that her strength had improved rapidly during the period when she was controlled.

But what's that saying again? When she's being controlled, is she still herself?

Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, let's check it one more time."

The therapist was called in again, and the examination was repeated three times, with three different therapists involved, all arriving at the same conclusion—

Ning Rongrong is perfectly fine. She has no physical problems and is mentally stable, showing no signs of being controlled.

"Rongrong, you're probably just too tired. You'll be fine after a good night's sleep."

Ning Fengzhi patted Ning Rongrong's back and said.

"Rongrong was probably still frightened by the sight in the cave."

The two men, Jian Gu and Jian Bone, echoed each other from behind.

"How could this be..." Ning Rongrong said in disbelief, her eyes gradually losing their sparkle, and she slumped to the ground. "Could it really be an illusion?"

"Yes, that's an illusion."

Ning Fengzhi said, then, after thinking about his daughter's situation, added a few more words.

"Otherwise, we'll monitor you for three days. If nothing unusual happens during that time, Rongrong will believe that nothing is wrong, okay?"

Ning Rongrong nodded blankly and went back to her room in a daze.

Under the dim streetlights, Ning Rongrong kept murmuring:

"It's all fake, it's all fake..."

-

"Hey guys, let's keep playing Douluo: World today!"

It's 6 PM in reality.

It's time for Lu Ma's daily live stream again.

He closed Black Douluo ten minutes early, sent over his suggestions from the first day of the game's testing, and after resting, he got back to his job: streaming. Although there were few viewers, his professional ethics required him to live up to everyone's expectations.

How many hours did the streamer sleep?

Why is the streamer playing this game again?

Have you streamed any games other than those based on the Douluo Continent IP?

"I slept for a little over an hour."

"Of course, it's because the client is paying."

"What are you talking about? Of course the streamer has broadcast it..."

?

Lu Ma asked himself.

Although he has played many games, from The Witcher 3 to Sekiro, from Devil May Cry to Zelda... he has never streamed any of these games.

His first live stream was a commercial order for the Douluo IP recommended to him by a friend, and since then, he has only been streaming Douluo.

That's strange... Would there be more viewers if I played other games?

After thinking about it, Lu Ma shook his head. He had two orders on his plate and didn't have time to play any other games.

[666, the streamer is really getting a free ride on the official platform.]

What will the streamer be playing today? World Boss?

[To the person upstairs: Defeating bosses is the streamer's forte! The streamer is number one on the Black Monkey speedrun leaderboard!]

【real or fake? 】

"real."

Lu Ma nodded. Shortly before starting his live streaming job, he was bored and set a world record for a speedrun of the Black Monkey with no damage and all the demon kings without evil paths. The video had nearly a million views on Bilibili... but unfortunately it wasn't on his account.

"So let's fight the King of Slaughter today."

He casually recounted the planned game content.

[That's Tang Chen, the King of Slaughter, with ridiculously high stats, a self-healing shield, and the kind of character who dies instantly when our characters are touched?]

Looking forward to it!

……

Lu Ma streamed live for a full four hours.