Douluo Continent: We agreed on a simulation, but they've come to life?

Ye Guyi stared at Lu Cheng with resentment in her beautiful golden eyes, biting her red lips, tears welling up in her eyes, "I should have died last night, why did you save me..."

Lu Cheng raised an eyebrow; the book still blocked his view, but a smile appeared on his lips.

According to Zhong Liren's description, you didn't look like this when you ran away from your family. Even Zhong Liren, whose speed was at the level of a Soul Douluo, was completely dumbfounded. You only landed three times before you disappeared.

In just three days, they traveled hundreds of kilometers to reach the southernmost part of the Starfall Empire, near the Mingdou Mountains.

But he didn't say anything, after all, it would be too boring to just let the kitten graze.

Only by putting her back on track, giving her hope to live, and then shattering that hope with our own hands, can we truly maximize our gains.

This level of agitation is no different from a kitten's fur standing on end.

"Oh?"

Lu Cheng slowly put down his book, revealing a handsome face. He smiled and looked at the girl: "Then last night... why did you buy medicinal herbs to heal your injuries? Why did you risk your life to escape from your family? And why... did you grab my neck so tightly, drooling all over me, and muttering in your sleep about not wanting to die?"

"..."

The scene suddenly fell silent.

When Ye Guyi was taken aback by Lu Cheng's youthful face, her face also flushed. In the end, she was just an eleven or twelve-year-old girl. Her complaint that Lu Cheng saved her was actually just a complaint about her own weakness and cowardice.

"I……"

Ye Guyi's fair earlobes were flushed red.

"You know who I am?" Ye Guyi suddenly looked up in surprise.

"The whole continent is buzzing with the news that the reclusive Ye family was wiped out by evil soul masters. Judging from your martial soul, you probably escaped from there."

Lu Cheng continued flipping through the book, seemingly unconcerned.

“But there’s no point in me living on.” Ye Guyi’s eyes dimmed. “You’re right. I’m a coward. My family was destroyed, and I chose to run away. Last night… I don’t know what the point of living is anymore. It would be better to die.”

"Well, if you're going to die, remember to get out of this little house..."

Lu Cheng said leisurely.

"Go die outside, otherwise it will be troublesome if your blood splatters inside. After all, I remember that your martial soul is an angel. If you commit suicide with the angel sword, blood will inevitably be spilled all over the place."

Ye Guyi was stunned for a moment, then glared angrily at Lu Cheng.

However, this impact dissipated much of the originally somber atmosphere.

"If you're hungry, eat. Choosing to starve yourself is also a decent way to die," Lu Cheng said calmly.

Having said that, he put his hands behind his back, carried the books on his back, got up and left the hut.

Only Ye Guyi remained, head bowed in sorrow, huddled in a corner. She had no home; her home had been destroyed by that group of evil spirit masters.

She seemed to have lost her soul, and was in a daze.

Lu Cheng simply waited quietly.

After all, even a weathered adult would struggle to recover quickly from the loss of all their loved ones and friends, let alone a young girl of only eleven or twelve.

This was extremely cruel to her.

The original work only shows the depth of her hatred for evil spirit masters, but it doesn't reveal how long it took her to rebuild her Dao heart and emerge from that dark period...

For several days in a row, Lu Cheng would come to the room for half a day, just sitting and drinking tea and reading books, while the girl remained curled up on the bed, not touching her food, her eyes empty and confused.

Until one day...

Inside the small courtyard.

Lu Cheng gently exhaled a breath of stale air.

Crimson soul power surged from his body, and crimson wings sprouted from his back, revealing his Seraphim Martial Soul. However, the entire courtyard was sealed off, and due to its remote location, it did not attract any outside prying eyes.

The Seraphim Martial Soul is a variant of the Angel Martial Soul, but with a more powerful attack method, even slightly superior to the Angel Martial Soul, making it a truly top-tier Martial Soul.

His face was calm, and he was exhaling steam.

Inside the house.

A surprised and astonished gaze slowly drifted out. The girl's face was pressed tightly against the window as she looked in disbelief at the commotion caused by Lu Cheng's cultivation outside.

Leaving aside their strength.

This martial spirit... clearly has the aura of an angel martial spirit!

At this moment, she felt as if the angelic martial spirit within her body had found a kindred spirit, eager to try and break out of her body, a familiar and comforting feeling.

This guy... he's also a user of the Angelic Martial Soul?!

Lu Cheng glanced at the girl inside the room, a smile playing on his lips.

The latter, somewhat flustered, fled back.

The fiery red wings retracted, and the powerful aura originating from the Title Douluo level gradually receded into the body.

And when he seemed to have finished his morning exercise and returned indoors.

But the bowl was clean, and the chopsticks and bowls were neatly arranged.

The girl's belly swelled slightly, and she gently licked her lips. When she looked at Lu Cheng again, her eyes held a hint of affection and obedience.

"What, you don't want to die again?"

Lu Cheng smiled leisurely.

"You also have an Angelic Martial Soul? What's your surname?" Ye Guyi asked, her eyes sparkling.

"land."

She didn't get the answer she wanted, but Ye Guyi felt a stronger urge to live. She wasn't alone in this world.

There are still angelic martial soul possessors alive.

This feeling of finding kindred spirits is very comforting...

"May I become your disciple?" Ye Guyi hesitated for a long time before speaking softly, like a kitten.

"Want revenge?"

Lu Cheng said softly.

"Hmm." A hint of hatred flashed in Ye Guyi's eyes. "These past few days, I've come to a realization. If I were to die like this, I would be a true coward. I want revenge, and I want those three beasts to pay the price!"

"..."

Lu Cheng's eyes were calm.

However, he did not tell Ye Guyi the truth about the deaths of Zhongli and the other two.

After all, the only thing keeping her alive at this moment was revenge.

However, Lu Cheng nodded slightly in admiration at her ability to rebuild her inner self in such a short time, truly befitting the little angel from the original work.

That's a good mindset.

"You want revenge?" Lu Cheng asked with great interest.

"Not bad!"

Ye Guyi took a deep breath and said, "I will kill all the evil spirit masters in the world, wipe out these evil spirits, and bring peace to the world!"

Lu Cheng smiled, neither nodding in agreement nor mocking his overestimation of his abilities.

"To kill all evil spirit masters in the world? Not a bad ambition, not a bad goal, but it will be quite difficult."

"I see you have good talent, and you also have an Angelic Martial Soul. It wouldn't hurt to take you as my disciple."

"I swear on my Dao heart that I will kill all evil spirit masters!" Ye Guyi solemnly declared.

Lu Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then a smile appeared on his lips.

"Okay, okay..."

"..."

……

Empire of the Sun and Moon.

Mingde Hall.

The spacious yet luxurious place, which is also the most central and secluded part of Mingde Hall, is the office of the head of Mingde Hall.

Jing Hongchen, short and stout, sat on the sofa, savoring the tea offered by his subordinates, but his eyes seemed to be in a daze.

A few days ago, news of my junior brother came from the mainland.

With a single move, he suppressed Xuanji and Giant Hammer Douluo. The fame of Seraphim Douluo spread throughout the entire continent, along with the Holy Spirit Cult of Evil Soul Masters. Countless people were terrified by the Holy Spirit Cult's terrifying power, and rumors spread like wildfire.

However, he was only worried about how his junior brother had been doing all these years.

It seems... they're doing quite well within the Holy Spirit Cult.

Because of his junior brother's situation, he had always harbored some resentment towards his teacher, Kong Deming. After all, it was almost entirely a scheme orchestrated by the Holy Spirit Cult, yet his teacher, out of concern for his own reputation, never spoke up for his junior brother, which ultimately led to his fall into the Holy Spirit Cult.

This is a thorn in his side.

The chubby man held the warm teacup in his chubby hand, took a sip subconsciously, but his body suddenly stiffened, and he slowly raised his head.

A figure in black robes was now present on the previously empty sofa opposite them.

The latter lifted the hood, revealing the same unbelievably handsome face, with the same carefree smile on his lips: "Senior Brother, it's been a long time..."

Chapter 149 The entire Holy Spirit Cult, including myself, is a sacrifice (two parts combined)

He still maintained that carefree attitude, as if nothing in the world was worth his concern. The familiar face also brought a hint of shame to his eyes.

If he had staked his position as the head of Mingde Hall back then, risking his life to protect him, would the young man have ended up with such a tarnished reputation?

After all, in the eyes of these senior brothers, the boy was still the same junior brother he used to be.

"call……"

Lu Cheng picked up the kettle with practiced ease, brewed the tea, blew away the tea leaves floating on top, took a small sip, and nodded slightly: "It still tastes the same as it did back then."

"Junior brother, how have you been these years?" Jing Hongchen asked subconsciously, but he quickly realized that his words were hitting the boy's heart.

He clearly had a bright future, yet he was forced into a den of thieves. Even if he was the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Church, what future did he have in his eyes? Staying with a bunch of sewer rats was a form of depravity and torment.