The bloody and rain-filled night passed amidst the tense and agitated moods of many. After crippling Qiangu Zhangting, Feng Zaixing meditated for half the night. Upon waking, he received some utterly exasperating news.
"Yun Ming pursued the Ghost Emperor with all his might, and just as he was about to succeed, the Demon Empress led a group of Deep Sea Demon Whales and a large number of Evil Soul Masters to appear and rescue him. And then Cai Yue'er suddenly went mad and attacked Ya Li? Why does something always happen to Ya Li?"
Feng Zaixing rubbed his temples, feeling that Shrek was full of vermin inside. Working with these people, it was impossible to properly exterminate the Holy Spirit Cult.
Gu Yue took a sip of juice and said, "Healers have it too tough."
Yu Xin sorted through the intelligence and sighed softly, "Everyone knows she is Yun Ming's greatest weakness."
Naer ate her cotton candy, smacking her little lips: "Anyway, if you encounter Yun Ming hunting you down, don't be afraid. Just launch a surprise attack on Ya Li, and everything will turn out fine."
Yuanen Yehui approached the topic from the perspective of the Fallen Angel: "Teacher, do you think Cai Yue'er was controlled by the Holy Spirit Cult, or was she consumed by jealousy?" "You ask me, who am I supposed to ask? If it's not control, it's collusion. Yun Ming's entire life has been ruined by those two old women, Long Yeyue and Cai Yue'er."
Feng Zaixing sighed. Another golden opportunity had been missed. Probably the only thing worth Yun Ming celebrating was having killed Long Yeyue. His greatest regret was likely not having finished off Cai Yue'er as well.
Leng Yaozhu walked over and said, "Ya Li's injuries this time aren't very serious, but the Ghost Emperor's goal was achieved. In a battle between Quasi-Gods, not the slightest distraction is allowed. As long as Yun Ming was distracted, he had a chance to escape."
"It's a pity. Even the Twin Swords of the Tang Sect couldn't stop the Demon Empress. The Holy Spirit Cult's one Empress and one Emperor have escaped again."
Feng Zaixing was now full of animosity towards the Tang Sect. Furious, he cursed: "Those people used fixed-load soul tool cannon shells to bomb us, and they have great skills when it comes to running away themselves. But when facing the enemy, they're useless. Looks like they used all their shells on us?"
"Next time I see those bastards, I'll cut them down alongside the Evil Soul Masters!"
In the past, he had still deliberated over whether to kill Zang Xin and Cao Dezhi, as their Spirit Fusion skill was indeed very useful. Now his resolve was firm. If an opportunity arose, he would show no mercy!
You old relics are useless. I'll take all your resources and personally forge a stronger Federation.
Having vented his anger, Feng Zaixing looked at Gu Yue again: "How are your elders doing? Any successes?"
Gu Yue's lips twitched slightly as she answered, "The Demon Empress used her Deep Sea Demon Whale kin as living bombs. My elders were stunned for a moment by the explosions, so they didn't capture the Demon Empress, but they did catch Dark Blood Eye."
"That's still very good. She's at least a level ninety-eight Super Douluo."
This time, Feng Zaixing didn't feel much regret. On the ocean battlefield, Ditian might be able to defeat the Demon Empress, but the chance of completely annihilating her wasn't great.
The Demon Empress's tactics probably gave Ditian quite a surprise. The Dragon Clan is poor. They wouldn't dare lose a single true dragon clansman, let alone be so extravagant as to use them as beast-shaped bombs. They wouldn't even dare dream of it.
No wonder the Deep Sea Demon Whale tribe ended up with only the Demon Empress's daughter, Lan Fozi, as the last whale. When the tribe leader specializes in harming her own people, it would be strange if the tribe wasn't wiped out.
As the group was tallying the battle results, Enci walked over, a smile on his Face, showing no trace of the fact that he had staged a fight with Feng Zaixing the previous night.
"Everyone, the new competition is about to begin. Look —"
Enci reminded them about the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, asking them to give some Face and go compete.
The One Heart Society students ignored him, simply turning their gazes towards Feng Zaixing.
Feng Zaixing smiled slightly and raised a hand: "Since the En Ci has come to invite you personally, you should go."
"Yes!" The students, led by Yuanen Yehui and Naer, answered loudly.
Enci's eye twitched. Absolute obedience to orders. Truly a ruthless man from the battlefield.
Long Yue and the others lacked this kind of drive. They needed to be tempered as well —
Bright Capital, Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.
Chen Xinjie, who had spent the whole night unable to figure out why the ancient tree of life hadn't teleported him to the distant seas to assist, received a phone call. He asked anxiously, "Guanzhi, how did the fight go last night? Did you kill that bastard who harmed Douluo Star?"
Yu Guanzhi on the other end of the line fell silent for a moment, thinking to himself that the bastard who harmed Douluo Star was precisely the Sea God that their Sea God Family had worshipped for generations. Saying it like that bordered on betraying one's ancestors and teacher.
However, he wisely didn't bring that up and said, "He's dead, reduced to ashes. That scoundrel established illicit shrines to gather faith. We're planning to dismantle all objects of his worship."
"That's wonderful!"
Chen Xinjie's eyebrows shot up, his voice full of vigor: "If I'm not mistaken, this bastard must be the Evil God worshipped by the Holy Spirit Cult, right? This time we'll definitely wipe them all out!"
Yu Guanzhi thought about the legendary connection between Sea God Tang San and the Evil Soul Masters and suddenly felt that although Chen Xinjie had misunderstood, he wasn't entirely wrong.
So he skipped the topic and said, "Now, I have a few pieces of good news and one piece of bad news to tell you."
"The good news is the Netherworld Emperor is dead, personally slain by my grandson-in-law, Zaixing. We have evidence of the Spirit Pagoda colluding with the Holy Spirit Cult, allowing us to pressure the Pagoda in one fell swoop and completely integrate our forces internally. The bad news is that Long Yeyue was caught in the crossfire and something happened —"
Chen Xinjie made assenting noises for a while, but upon hearing the last part, he suddenly doubted his own ears. An expression of extreme urgency appeared on his Face, and his voice suddenly grew several times louder: "You said who had something happen?!"
"Light-Dark Douluo Long Yeyue had something happen."
Yu Guanzhi enunciated each word clearly, holding the phone with one hand while pinching his own cheek hard with the other, trying to keep himself from laughing in pain, forcing down his amusement as he said, "She's dead. She died at the hands of the Holy Spirit Cult. Yun Ming, Guan Yue, Zaixing, and many others were very agitated and fought desperately."
"Don't worry, we'll all help you hunt down the Holy Spirit Cult to avenge this great wrong."
"Ah! Ah! Ah — Yueyue —"
Chen Xinjie cried out in pain. His emotions fluctuated violently, and the agony made him collapse to the ground, sitting slumped.
"Why, why wasn't I there last night? If I had gone, she definitely wouldn't have been hurt. Those Evil Soul Masters absolutely wouldn't have escaped —"
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Chen Xinjie muttered to himself, lost and dejected, clenching his fists, feeling that everything in life was meaningless at this moment.
His first love, whom he had remembered for a lifetime, was gone —
"Hey, hey, Senior Brother, what's wrong? You must pull yourself together —"
Yu Guanzhi called out "hey, hey, hey" for a long time, his voice full of concern. Chen Xinjie just felt irritated and confused. He crushed the communicator with one hand, and soon, acute anxiety and anger surged within him. He looked up to the sky and sprayed out a mist of blood.
After a long moment, Chen Xinjie gritted his teeth and stood up, looking in the direction of the Star Luo Empire, his eyes churning with a fury that could drown life itself.
"Holy Spirit Cult, Demon Empress, Ghost Emperor! I, Chen Xinji, am irreconcilably opposed to you! Just you wait, wait!"
On the other side of the ocean, hearing the sound of the communicator shattering, Yu Guanzhi heaved a deep sigh of relief, a smile of vengeance spreading across his Face.
"That old hag is finally dead. In your death, your contribution is greater than in your entire lifetime."
"It's just a pity Cai Yue'er didn't die with you."
At the same time Chen Xinjie received the call, Qiangu Dongfeng in Shrek City received a video call from Feng Zaixing and Leng Yaozhu.
Feng Zaixing's attitude was forceful, seizing the initiative by directly questioning Qiangu Dongfeng about the facts of his collusion with the Holy Spirit Cult.
Leng Yaozhu fanned the flames from the side, catching Qiangu Dongfeng off guard.
"You, you've misunderstood. How could I do such a thing — Zhang Ting must have been momentarily confused, momentarily confused —"
As he said this, Qiangu Dongfeng felt his scalp go numb. The five major powers had joined forces and still hadn't managed to kill Feng Zaixing. What kind of situation was this?
Feng Zaixing said coldly, "Whether it's true or not, Pagoda Master Qian Gu surely knows better in his heart than we do. I act based on evidence! Qiangu Zhangting and Dark Bell Nanali led people to attack my academy together. I spared his life out of respect for your father, the Heaven Dou Douluo."
Qiangu Dongfeng breathed a sigh of relief.
"But I have crippled all his cultivation as a warning."
Feng Zaixing's one sentence ignited a volcano.
Qiangu Dongfeng instantly flew into a rage, his eyes wide: "Feng Zaixing, and you call that giving our Qiangu Family Face! Is there anyone in the world who negotiates like you?!"
Feng Zaixing's voice was icy, like ten-thousand-year profound ice: "If I weren't giving you Face, your lineage would be extinct. Continuing the Family line would depend on your elder brother's branch."
"Qiangu Dongfeng, you yourself tore up the agreement and betrayed your allies. Don't expect me to show any mercy. I have personally eliminated Zhang Geyang. From now on, the Spirit Pagoda on the Star Luo Continent has no say for your Qiangu Family!"
"If you do not voluntarily step down from the position of Pagoda Master before I ascend the Spirit Pagoda, one day, I will personally test the quality of your Coiling Dragon Rod technique."
With that, Feng Zaixing directly ended the video call, leaving Qiangu Dongfeng with those icy, heart-piercing words.
"Ah! Ah! Ah —"
The might of a Limit Douluo erupted. Qiangu Dongfeng crushed the soul tool screen, and a roaring shockwave swept through the entire floor of the Spirit Pagoda office.
Many staff members were terrified into silence, not knowing which grim reaper had provoked the Pagoda Master.
Soon, sharp-eyed individuals noticed Qiangu Dongfeng soaring straight up to the top floor of the Spirit Pagoda.
That was the secluded cultivation ground of the old Pagoda Master, Qiangu Dieting.