socalfunplaces Chapter 489 Tang 3: You Have a Way to Die; Xuanzi: Make the Most of Your Last Moment; The Amnesiac G
Chapter 489 Tang 3: You Have a Way to Die; Xuanzi: Make the Most of Your Last Moment; The Amnesiac G
Chapter 489 Tang San: You Have a Way to Die; Xuan Zi: Make the Most of Your Last Moment; The Amnesiac Girl
Forcibly banishing the jumbled thoughts about Dai Mubai from his mind, Ma Hongjun glared at Enci and demanded, "My Boss Dai has always been a true man of integrity, how could he have become like this? Tell me quickly, which deity has done this to you?"
"This—Ancestor, I really don't know the other person's name. I only remember that he was a handsome white-haired boy."
Faced with Ma Hongjun's murderous interrogation, Enci's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he could only continue to stammer and lie: "I had a brief fight with him back then. In just one exchange, my martial soul was sealed. I also felt a very strange and evil aura from him, which no normal soul master could possess."
"A white-haired boy? An eerie aura?"
Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun's heart skipped a beat.
Why is it another white-haired boy?
The information Tang Hao provided clearly indicated that this white-haired youth was very likely the reincarnation of the God of Destruction.
Despite the pain of the backlash from the contract, Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and shouted, "It's Huo Yuhao, Fatty, it's that bastard Huo Yuhao!"
That damned guy not only beat me senseless, but also placed a forced contract deep within my soul, forcing me to become a puppet of this Divine Trial Ground, ending up in this miserable state.
Although there was a binding contract, Huo Yuhao's mental strength had only just reached the Spirit Domain level at that time.
This also led to some loopholes gradually appearing in the mandatory contract within Dai Mubai's spiritual sea over time.
With the mental energy he had absorbed during this time, Dai Mubai was finally able to break free from some of the verbal constraints of the contract and dare to loudly proclaim the true culprit's name at this moment.
Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun was startled once again.
If the god targeting Boss Dai is really Huo Yuhao, then why can't Third Brother be reincarnated and start cultivating again?
But this was clearly not the time to dwell on these issues. Seeing Dai Mubai's face contorted in agony from resisting the contract, Ma Hongjun's expression hardened, and he said in a deep voice, "Boss Dai, don't worry. I'll help you break this contract right away!"
Meanwhile, in another universe, in Mingdu.
The Qingse Hotel, not far from the city center, is one of the core properties of the Xishui Alliance, one of the three major underground forces in Mingdu.
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In the office on the top floor of the hotel, the man sitting in the main seat had white hair and beard, a kind face, and exuded a peaceful and serene aura.
If it were their first meeting, no one would be able to associate the old man before them with the identity of the Second Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult.
At this moment, Nangong Wan, the leader of the Xishui Alliance who wielded immense influence in the Mingdu underworld, was facing a red-haired youth sitting on the sofa, yet his attitude was one of undisguised flattery.
"The Holy Son's presence truly brings glory to this place. However, instead of following the Supreme Master's instructions to continue his dedicated cultivation within the sect, why has the Holy Son suddenly condescended to come to Mingdu? Is there any important matter at hand?"
As he continued, Nangong Wanmian looked somewhat puzzled.
Since the mysterious disappearance of the sect leader Zhongli Wu a few years ago, his most outstanding disciple Yan Feng was originally expected to inherit the throne.
Unexpectedly, when he was at the Soul Emperor level, he was defeated by Tang San, who had just entered the Soul King level at the time, and his cultivation was completely destroyed in front of a group of high-ranking members of the sect.
This battle also solidified Tang San's position as the Holy Son.
Moreover, there have been rumors within the sect that he has been personally chosen by the Supreme Leader as the successor to the Holy Spirit Sect Leader.
It's safe to say that Tang San is now a very popular figure within the Holy Spirit Cult.
Upon hearing this, Tang San's lips curled into a wicked smile.
Without exchanging pleasantries with Nangong Wan, he directly took out a document from his storage soul tool, casually tossed it in front of Nangong Wan, and said in a cold tone, "Second Elder, you will know the purpose of my trip after you read it."
Nangong Wan tore open the seal and quickly flipped through the pages. The more he read, the more cold sweat poured down his forehead. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy Son, this—this is absolutely unacceptable! Hasn't our Holy Spirit Sect always wanted to cooperate and negotiate with the Sun and Moon Royal Family in exchange for the right to operate openly and legitimately within the Empire?"
But if we act so radically according to this plan, the Sun and Moon Empire will certainly not let us off the hook afterward.
Nangong Wan didn't know whether the Sun Moon Royal Family would let the Holy Spirit Cult go, but he certainly wouldn't let Xi Shui Alliance, the Holy Spirit Cult's front man in Mingdu, go.
Others may not be aware of the relationship between the Xishui Alliance and the Holy Spirit Cult, but the Sun and Moon Royal Family has long been aware of it, otherwise they would not have allowed the Xishui Alliance to become the number one underground force in Mingdu.
If Tang San's plan were to be followed, a large number of high-explosive soul-guided bombs would be placed in a secret underground warehouse of the Sun Moon Royal Family, which would then trigger a chain reaction and directly detonate the batch of level-nine fixed-position soul-guided shells in the underground warehouse of the adjacent Mingde Hall.
With such terrifying explosive power, the number of dead and injured in the Ming capital is likely to reach millions.
When that time comes, the Xishui Alliance, which he had painstakingly built up, will inevitably become the first target of the Sun and Moon Royal Family's revenge.
"What's wrong? Elder Nangong, are you getting old and your mind is becoming senile?"
Tang San's voice gradually turned cold, his eyes revealing an undisguised chilling light that pierced Nangong Wan.
"This plan clearly bears the Supreme Leader's personal seal. Do you have some objection to the Supreme Leader's will, or do you intend to disobey her teachings?"
Under Tang San's interrogation, even Nangong Wan, a titled Douluo, felt a chill run down his spine, as if he were about to face certain death.
"Oh dear, look at my foul mouth, I deserve to be hit."
Nangong Wan reacted quickly, and after a flurry of thoughts, she immediately put on a smiling face again.
"Congratulations, Holy Son, on achieving great success in your divine skills. You are unprecedented in history to have successfully condensed your first soul core while still at the Soul Saint realm. This talent is truly astounding."
I'm really getting senile; how can I be so rigid in my thinking? I suppose this unprecedented blood sacrifice is a generous gift prepared by the Supreme Leader specifically for your advancement, Holy Son?
It is an honor for everyone in the Xishui Alliance to be able to contribute to the Holy Son at this time.
I will personally instruct them to proceed according to plan as soon as possible, ensuring there are absolutely no mistakes and that Your Majesty's grand plan is not delayed.
Nangong Wan's flattery was so succinct that it was flawless.
"Hmph, Elder Nangong's understanding is certainly commendable. However, this matter involves far-reaching implications, so we must remember to carefully disguise ourselves during the execution to prevent others from easily recognizing our involvement."
Tang San nodded in satisfaction. With Nangong Wan's guarantee, the matter was considered half accomplished.
Afterwards, Tang San did not linger and left the Qingse Hotel directly, with Nangong Wan seeing him off attentively.
What neither of them noticed was that in a corner of the hotel lobby lounge, a simply dressed elderly man was quietly observing everything that was happening out of the corner of his eye.
This old man was none other than Xuanzi, who had ventured deep into the Sun Moon Empire to investigate the affairs of the Holy Spirit Cult in order to atone for his sins.
However, given Xuanzi's current state, even if Mu En stood in front of him, he probably wouldn't believe it.
Is this still the Xuanzi who has worried him for most of his life and who never considers the consequences of his actions?
Her previously messy, bird's nest-like hair has now been neatly combed.
The tattered, always dirty robe he wore was long gone, replaced by a well-tailored, plain white robe.
Her eyes were clear and bright, her brows exuded composure and restraint, and she radiated a glow, as if her usual casual and even somewhat perfunctory and unreliable demeanor was no longer visible.
Xuanzi stroked his long beard, a piercing glint flashing in his bull-like eyes.
"Ye Xishui, who had a deep entanglement with Elder Mu back then, eventually fell into demonic possession and became an evil soul master. The number one underground force in Mingdu is called Xishui Alliance."
I've been lying low in Mingdu for so long, I just couldn't believe there wasn't a connection between the two. Today, I've finally discovered a clue.
If I'm not mistaken, the red-haired boy who just walked out was clearly Tang San, who had studied at the academy and shared the same name as my ancestor.
To my utter surprise, he had only been out of school for a few years when he reappeared here, and with such a dramatic change in his appearance. Clearly, there was something fishy going on behind the scenes.
Xuanzi instinctively reached for his wine gourd at his waist, wanting to take a sip in this exciting moment to celebrate his discovery.
He reached out and touched it, but didn't find the familiar old object. He smacked his lips slightly and sighed with some emotion.
"I almost forgot, my wine gourd is still in Elder Mu's hands, and I haven't touched a drop of wine in a long time. Since I took my leave, it's true that without a troublesome old fool like me, the academy has been able to get better and better."
"Even though I'm useless, I should still put my last bit of effort into this. Let me find out what exactly this Holy Spirit Cult is all about for the academy."
Thinking of this, Xuanzi decisively stood up and, like a leisurely old man you could see anywhere, strolled out of the Qingse Hotel, hanging far behind Tang San, hoping to use this opportunity to follow the clues and find out the details behind the Holy Spirit Cult.
On the other side of the continent, on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, lies the Spirit Transmission Tower.
As Xian Lin'er stepped out of the Spirit Pagoda, a hint of resentment still lingered on her face.
She never imagined that her little man would leave so quietly for several years.
If it weren't for the fact that the mysterious tower master of this Spirit Pagoda was also Huo Yuhao's teacher, and clearly told her that Huo Yuhao was currently completing a very important task and was not in any serious danger, she would have suspected that Huo Yuhao had encountered some misfortune outside.
Especially after learning that Huo Yuhao had recently contacted Electrolux to discuss important matters, this longing intensified.
Xian Lin'er would almost always abandon her academy affairs and run to the Spirit Transmission Tower every few days, just hoping that even if she could only say a few words to Huo Yuhao, she could vent her long-suppressed longing.
Unfortunately, he had spent the entire day sitting in the Spirit Pagoda waiting, but still hadn't received a single word from Huo Yuhao.
The sun is now setting, and the evening glow paints the sky with a magnificent array of colors.
Since the Spirit Pagoda gained fame during the last Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament thanks to Huo Yuhao's vigorous promotion, the situation here has undergone tremendous changes.
Previously, this place was just a desolate and uninhabited area. Now, under the joint consultation and guidance of various forces, buildings of all sizes have sprung up, showing a strong trend of developing into a brand new city.
Just as Xian Lin'er was feeling disappointed and preparing to fly back to the academy, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a lonely, petite figure out of the corner of her eye.
In a slightly secluded corner outside the Spirit Pagoda, a blood-haired girl of about eleven or twelve years old was tilting her head slightly.
Those bright, star-like eyes were filled with curiosity as they stared unblinkingly at the towering spire of the Spirit Pagoda.
Although the girl's face still showed some childishness and had not yet fully matured, under the afterglow of the setting sun, one could already clearly foresee her future stunning beauty.
However, her clothes looked somewhat worn, like those of a young lady from a once-prosperous family who had fallen on hard times and was now homeless, exuding a pitiful fragility.
For a moment, Xian Lin'er felt a rare pang of compassion.
With a kind and friendly smile, he stepped forward and asked softly, "Young lady, what are you doing here all alone? It's almost dark. Where are your family? Would you like me to take you to them?"
But as she got a little closer, Xian Lin'er's expression changed slightly.
She then noticed that there were many dark red mottled bloodstains on the other person's hair, which blended completely with the blood-red hair color and were extremely difficult to notice from a distance.
Upon hearing the voice, the blood-haired girl frowned slightly, as if she had not expected anyone to speak to her.
He stood there for a long time, seemingly trying to recall something, before finally managing to squeeze out a sentence with great difficulty.
"I—I don't remember. When I woke up, all I saw was this tall tower, so I thought I'd come and see it—sister, do you recognize me?"
Being called "sister" by this seemingly innocent little girl made even someone as experienced as Xian Lin'er blush slightly, feeling quite embarrassed.
The more he looked at the pitiful girl in front of him, the more he felt a connection with her.
Considering the bloodstains on the girl's head, it was clearly caused by a violent impact to the back of her head from some heavy object.
It is likely that these severe injuries caused the poor child to lose his memory and end up here.
Meeting is fate, and Xian Lin'er had an idea in mind, so her tone became even more affectionate.
"Little girl, I don't know you, but I'm a teacher at Shrek Academy. Perhaps I can help you find your family through the academy's channels."
"You should go back to the academy with your sister for now. Although there are some people living here, it's not safe for you after dark."
The Spirit Pagoda wasn't far from the Star Dou Great Forest, and occasionally some low-level soul beasts would come out to forage for food.
Furthermore, the girl in front of her clearly hadn't awakened her martial soul yet and was just an ordinary person. Naturally, Xian Lin'er was worried about her being alone here after dark.