bookbashuk Chapter 121 The Unlucky Nangong Bowl
Chapter 121 The Unlucky Nangong Bowl
Chapter 121 The Unlucky Nangong Bowl
Ye Guyi has been bored out of her mind for the past six months. When she heard that Huo Yuhao was going to take her to kill evil soul masters, her expression became visibly enthusiastic.
These evil spirit masters were experience packs for Ye Guyi's leveling up, accelerating her fusion with the angelic divine position. In addition, she herself had a great deal of hatred for evil spirit masters, so she was soon ready to go.
Reaching out to take Ye Guyi's right hand, he instinctively received her grip in return. Feeling the warm touch in her hand, Huo Yuhao activated his Starry Sky Power and teleported towards his destination.
Huo Yuhao has grown taller recently, and although Ye Guyi is tall, she is still a head shorter than him.
Under the moonlight, the two flew past as if strolling under the moon, passing over the high-rise buildings of the Soul Guidance Sect below one by one, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Huo Yuhao stopped with Ye Guyi in front of a somewhat secluded tavern. The colorful soul-guided lamps on the door illuminated the area not covered by the soul-guided streetlights on both sides.
This operation differed from the one that destroyed the Holy Spirit Cult branch; most of the people involved did not bear the marks of evil spirit masters.
That makes sense, since most of the resources were provided by the Crown Prince to the evil spirit masters, and his people were definitely in charge of organizing them.
Of course, evil spirit masters were also involved, since a connection was needed; those two bright, gleaming auras of evil spirit masters below were probably them.
Inside the underground warehouse, Feng Ling received the next batch of rare and precious materials from Nangong Wan, mostly for healing purposes. "I'll take these back for the Sect Leader and the Grand Elder to heal. Find an opportunity to take the remaining rare metals to the Xi Shui Alliance. Have all the evil spirit masters inside been evacuated?"
"They've all left. According to the leader's arrangement, there won't be any evil soul masters in the Xishui Alliance before Huo Yuhao leaves Mingdu."
"After a while, I will also temporarily withdraw to fully cooperate with the cult leader's concealment plan and prevent Huo Yuhao from taking advantage of the situation."
Nangong Wan acted as if he would follow the leader's orders completely, and executed the plan with great enthusiasm and speed, without the slightest hesitation.
Feng Ling was very satisfied with his attitude. This pillar of the Holy Spirit Church was reliable, and it was also reliable to entrust him with the recent matters.
Little did they know that Nangong Wan, the sixth brother, was terrified by Huo Yuhao. Not to mention that Zhongli Wu's order was to evacuate Mingdu, he even wanted to evacuate the Mingdou Mountains if possible.
Going to the Star Luo Empire to lay low for a while is an option, but you absolutely mustn't accidentally run into Huo Yuhao, or you'll die without even knowing how.
Of all those evil soul masters, why was he the only one who survived to reach the level of Super Douluo? Was it because of his talent? His strength?
No, no, no, it's just that he's shameless, has no bottom line, and is quick to kneel, quick to back down, and quick to run away.
Huo Yuhao had been planning to retreat since his first day in Mingdu, and today he finally had the chance; he would be safe soon.
As for Huo Yuhao leaving Mingdu, he won't come back. It's safer to stay at the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters.
What if the royal family of the Sun Moon Empire angers Huo Yuhao, and he wipes out the newly established branch of the evil soul masters in a fit of rage?
Wasn't Zhongli Wu and Long Xiaoyao injured because of this? Zhongli Wu is still not fully recovered; the Extreme Ice is incredibly powerful.
It's decided. I'll go back and pretend I made a mistake in my cultivation, then go into seclusion for ten or twenty years until the situation stabilizes.
It's impossible that he was so unlucky as to run into Huo Yuhao on the last day of the retreat, and accidentally die here.
Nangong Wan shook his head with a chuckle. He was overthinking it. The vice sect leader had already come; what else could possibly happen?
How could he not know if others didn't? Feng Ling isn't just the vice leader; she's also the leader's wife. With such a discreet way of traveling, her safety is naturally guaranteed.
Donning black robes, Nangong Wan and Feng Ling left one after the other, and were now walking up the underground stairs.
"No, that's not right." As Nangong Wan walked, a chill ran down his back, a cold air rushed to his head, and his hands and feet began to feel cold.
I've been walking up these stairs for so long, something's not right, something's really not right. I'm sweating like crazy, but I'm still going up the stairs.
Feng Ling is no longer visible. He estimates that today is likely to be a terrible day. There is only one person who could make him fall into an illusion without his knowledge and who has no way to solve it.
Nangong Wan, who was so nervous that her limbs were twitching, finally couldn't hold on any longer and knelt down on the ground with a thud.
"Master, spare me! I was misled. I killed everyone because the Holy Spirit Cult forced me to. It wasn't my own idea!"
I can fully open my mind and let you investigate, Lord. With your abilities, you will surely be able to bypass the restrictions and find the Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters.
I also know that Zhongli Wu is healing his wounds there. I can take you in to kill him, but the timing isn't good right now, as many elders are inside headquarters.
"The leader can pretend to leave, then launch a surprise attack on headquarters when they're off guard. I also have a list of high-ranking officials here; I guarantee none of them will escape."
Outside the illusion, Feng Ling, clad in a Rakshasa Blood Shield, was confronting Huo Yuhao, staring in astonishment at Nangong Wan, who was kneeling and begging for mercy.
"You—you—you, you traitor! You call yourself a Super Douluo? You're nothing but a coward and a spineless coward."
The cult leader will not let you get away with this. You despicable scoundrel, you and your ilk will all die within the Holy Spirit Cult.
Huo Yuhao scrutinized Nangong Wan with great interest. He already knew about Nangong Wan's spineless past, but he hadn't expected him to be so formidable in person.
The illusion created by him alone revealed everything he could say. If it weren't for the restrictions preventing him from revealing the headquarters' location, Huo Yuhao would probably already have the detailed coordinates.
Ignoring Feng Ling, who was trembling with anger, Huo Yuhao was in a good mood. He had been a little worried about the Holy Spirit Cult changing its headquarters, but Nangong Wan turned out to be a good mole.
As for letting him go, if the Holy Spirit Cult is destroyed, you will be the next one to die. All the high-ranking members of the Holy Spirit Cult should die; kill them all without leaving a single one alive.
Huo Yuhao waved his hand, and Nangong Wan instantly woke up from the illusion and began to observe the situation on the field.
Without the slightest hesitation, he instantly attacked Feng Ling, unleashing his eighth and ninth soul skills and charging towards the blood shield.
In such an obvious situation, how could they not know whose side to take? They can't run away now, but they can die very quickly.
The only way to survive is to surrender to Huo Yuhao. In that case, Feng Ling must die. How can Nangong Wan go back to be a traitor if she doesn't die?
If he's no longer of value, would Huo Yuhao let him go? He must be killed by Feng Ling quickly; she can't be allowed to pass on messages.
Huo Yuhao watched the internal war of the Holy Spirit Cult with great interest, but he was afraid that Nangong Wan alone would not be able to break through the blood shield.
Huo Yuhao casually waved his hand, and the green-gold attack struck the blood shield. The originally sturdy shield was instantly covered with cracks, as if it would shatter completely at any moment.