Douluo Jueshi: I Don't Want to Be an Evil Soul Master

He knew that this was the power contained in the Evil Emperor's bloodline, the power that all evil soul masters dreamed of. No wonder Zhongli Wu said that the soul beasts in the Demon Forest were most suitable for evil soul masters.

No matter what kind of martial soul it is, as long as it is related to the evil soul master, it will definitely benefit from the bloodline of the Evil Emperor.

And deeper in the soul ring, there was another strange aura. Lin Xiao couldn't describe what the feeling was, but he didn't feel disgusted, nor did he feel any discomfort.

A low roar sounded, seemingly coming from the ear, yet also from the depths of his mind. This wasn't the first time Lin Xiao had absorbed a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, so he naturally knew it was the remaining spirit beast consciousness within the spirit ring.

But the next moment, as a phantom emerged from Lin Xiao's body, the voice of the soul beast quickly disappeared.

Lin Xiao didn't open his eyes, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect this thing to have such a wonderful use.

Lin Xiao's breathing gradually became steady. The room was completely silent. Only on the corpse of the soul beast, the red spider lilies were blooming exceptionally brightly...

The scorching summer sun shone down on the earth, yet many people were still busy working in the fields. It was the busy season for harvesting wheat, and even under such a scorching sun, they still had to brave the heat to harvest the crops.

Several adults bent over, wielding sickles, and ripe wheat stalks fell one after another. Behind them, several young children followed behind them, picking up the scattered wheat ears.

Although it was hot, everyone's words revealed a hint of joy. Even the children who were still young were grinning, letting the sweat drip from their foreheads.

"Grandpa——Axiao——come here quickly——"

A voice came from afar, and a young figure was running along the path in the field.

The sound of wheat straw colliding in the ears drowned out the shouting coming from far away, and only the children in the back heard anything.

"Grandpa, someone is calling you."

A child trotted a few steps, came to an old man and shouted.

The old man seemed to have just reacted, stood up straight and looked into the distance.

"What's up--"

"A soul master has come to the village—"

The shout was so loud that the other adults seemed to have heard the child's voice and stood up.

"Soul Master?" The old man looked a little surprised. "How could there be a Soul Master in such a remote place like ours?"

However, the old man was still a little confused, but the eyes of the children behind him lit up.

"Hoo-hoo-hoo..." The child in the distance finally ran over, breathing heavily, "Grandpa, hurry back to the village. Those two spirit masters are at the entrance of the village. They said they are helping talented children awaken their spirits."

"Don't be anxious, take your time." The old man stepped forward and touched the child's head, sighing softly, "Even if a soul master passed by, how could people like us have the talent to become soul masters?"

As he was speaking, the old man suddenly turned his head and looked at a child behind him. "By the way, Xiao, you are not from the village. Maybe you really have the talent to become a soul master. Do you want to give it a try?"

"I..." The child who was being stared at by the old man was stunned for a moment, then nodded sharply.

"Sir, the fields are busy with farming, we are late."

"Well, it's okay."

At the entrance of the village, the two soul masters were seated in the shade at the side, entertained by others. Two bowls of water had been poured on the table. There was no good tea in the village, so they only added some home-grown honey to give the water some flavor.

However, the two soul masters didn't even look at them. Only some children watched from a distance, secretly swallowing their saliva.

"We were just passing by here and saw a village here, so we thought we'd see if there were any talented kids."

"You are joking, sir. Our ancestors have never had any talent. How could a child who can become a soul master suddenly appear?" The old man bent down slightly with a smile on his face.

"Who can say for sure? A phoenix might emerge from a chicken coop," one of the spirit masters said, glancing behind the old man. "Is this the only child of the right age?"

"Sir." The old man hurriedly pulled the child behind him to his front. "If there is any child in the village who has the greatest potential to become a spirit master, it is only him."

"Um...what's his name?"

"Sir, his name is Lin Xiao."

"Hmph." The soul master in front of him suddenly snorted coldly. Lin Xiao didn't know why he saw a hint of coldness in the soul master's smile. His heart trembled suddenly, as if some voice was telling him to run away quickly.

But he is just a five-year-old child, where can he run to?

"Hey, not bad."

As the soul master in front of him finished speaking, another person beside him stood up and said, "Elder, do you want to take it back?"

"Bring him back to headquarters. I think he has quite a bit of spiritual energy. The Holy Emperor will like him."

Elders, headquarters, Holy Emperor...

The names mentioned one by one by the two people in front of him awakened another memory in Lin Xiao's mind.

When he knew what kind of world he had come to, he was looking forward to meeting soul masters from outside. The closer he got to turning six, the more he wanted to go out.

But the soul master he wanted to meet was definitely not the one in front of him.

"Elder, what about... the others?"

The soul master in front of Lin Xiao stood up and looked around. "This place is remote. It may take several years to see people from outside."

"Yes, the village is a bit remote." The old man echoed the soul master.

"Don't worry, you will be free soon."

"Grandpa!" Lin Xiao sensed something and turned around hastily. However, the next moment, he was suddenly launched into the air and carried by the spirit master...

"call--"

Lin Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, and the corpse of the soul beast in front of him exploded instantly. Blood splattered all over the stone chamber, but no stains were left. Only flowers of the other shore bloomed all over the room.

The elegant fragrance reached the tip of Lin Xiao's nose, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

Around him, six ten-thousand-year soul rings, black, black, black, black, black, and black, revolved around him and kept moving.

However, Lin Xiao's mind was not on the soul ring, but was slightly absent-minded.

How long has it been since he had a nightmare since he broke the restriction left by Nightmare Douluo?

It seemed like quite some time had passed. Without that restriction, Nightmare Douluo seemed unable to affect his dreams, and some of the past events he didn't want to talk about were gradually buried deep within him.

But now, those scenes resurfaced before his eyes. Was he unconsciously influenced by Nightmare Douluo again? Or did seeing those sacrificed people bring back memories?

Chapter 80 Hatred

The door of the stone chamber opened, Lin Xiao raised his hand and pressed the mask, then walked out, the cloak on his body covering his entire body.

The passage outside the door still looks the same as before, and even the entire Holy Spirit Church headquarters has rarely changed in Lin Xiao's impression.

Although the process was somewhat different from what he expected, now that his sixth soul ring had been found, he had no reason to stay here any longer.

"Lord Holy Envoy?"

However, before Lin Xiao took a few steps, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Looking back, he saw a room not far behind him with its door half-open, and Wu Yun, wearing thin clothes, was standing at the door.

Lin Xiao glanced at her, nodded slightly, and was about to continue walking out when he heard Wu Yun speak again.

"Is there something troubling you, sir?"

Lin Xiao paused as Wu Yun slowly took a few steps forward. "If you don't mind, could you please chat with me?"

Lin Xiao turned around slowly after hearing this. Wu Yun's eyes were a little evasive, and he lowered his head slightly. "Don't worry about it, sir. I just saw that you were worried, so..."

Wu Yun didn't continue, but Lin Xiao could understand what she meant. "How do you know I'm worried?"

"I..." Wu Yun was slightly stunned. "When you brought me back to the Holy Church, I saw your eyes... and the look in your eyes now is exactly the same as it was then."

"At that time, I didn't understand what your eyes meant. Now, I think I understand a little bit."

"Then let's sit together." Lin Xiao sighed lightly.

Wu Yun suddenly looked up, with a hint of surprise in her eyes. However, when the two came to Wu Yun's door, she became a little hesitant.

"It's okay." Lin Xiao shook his head and walked in first.

Wu Yun's room was different from Lin Xiao's. It had many decorations. A light pink curtain surrounded the entire bed. There was a table and a chair beside the bed, but the chair looked a little shaky and unstable.

There was a fragrance lingering at the tip of the nose, which seemed to be the smell of spices and some medicines mixed together and burned.

Seeing this, Wu Yun quickly took two steps to the head of the bed, reached out to extinguish the incense burner on the table, and then took out a brand new chair from somewhere and placed it at Lin Xiao's feet.

"Please sit here, sir."

"You know my name, so you don't have to keep calling me sir."

Wu Yun opened his mouth and hesitated for a long time before speaking softly, "I understand."

Seeing Wu Yun also sitting down beside him, Lin Xiao wanted to say something, but for a moment he didn't know how to start. Should he ask her how she was doing in the Holy Spirit Church? He seemed to know very well that it was not a comfortable life.

As for other things... this is the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Church, there are some things that cannot be asked.

Wu Yun, on the other hand, was no longer as embarrassed as before. With a smile on his face, he took the initiative to speak, "I still remember the scene that night when you, sir... Lin Xiao, broke into the house."

Lin Xiao didn't say anything, just listened quietly.

"I saw with my own eyes the man we sisters had been trying to kill day and night, kneeling before you and begging for mercy, trembling in fear. And with your help, I personally thrust the dagger into his heart."

"Wu Yu and I fantasize about getting rid of that person every day. We secretly swore that as long as we could get rid of that person, we would endure any pain."

Wu Yun's voice dropped, and he suddenly looked up into Lin Xiao's eyes. "Although many things have happened since then, they are nothing compared to the torture we endured initially. This is a life we ​​never imagined before. I'm very grateful that you brought us back to the Holy Church."

"I was just following orders at the time. You don't have to thank me."

Wu Yun shook his head. "No, I want to thank you for giving me the opportunity to take revenge myself. I am very content with my life in the Holy Church now."

Lin Xiao looked at Wu Yun, who was about the same age as him, and could feel the endless fluctuations of soul power in her body.

Possessing a martial soul like the Spirit of Vengeance, if one's heart were truly at peace, why would one's soul power fluctuate so much? Wu Yun's life was definitely not as easy as she claimed. In order to improve the sisters' cultivation, the Holy Spirit Cult would definitely find a way to keep them harboring hatred.

As for who they hate, the Holy Spirit Church doesn't care.

The Holy Spirit Church didn't care about their disciples' backgrounds or thoughts. As long as they worked for the Holy Spirit Church, even if they were filled with hatred, the Holy Spirit Church wouldn't take it to heart. After all, you couldn't expect a group of evil spirit masters to have a quality like "loyalty."

"Sister, I'm back."

Lin Xiao and Wu Yun had not chatted for a few words when Wu Yu's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"come in."

Wu Yun responded, and Wu Yu, dressed in black, walked in. He looked like he had just been out, and there was still some fatigue on his face.

However, the moment Wu Yu saw Lin Xiao, his expression suddenly changed and he took a step back.

"Sister...you...you guys..." Wu Yu's soul power surged wildly, even bringing with it a few gusts of wind that blew Wu Yun's bed curtains wildly. "Why, why even you..."