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"Yes, Master." Zhang Peng asked the undercover on behalf of the members of the sect, then turned to answer Zhongli Wu's question, with a look of hesitation on his face:
"Master, since we moved here two years ago, we have obeyed your orders and refrained from attacking nobles until you leave. We have only sent our followers to rob and pillage. As a result, we have seen very few new members in the past two years, with almost no income, and even our supplies are running low."
As he spoke, he took out a small booklet and handed it to Zhongli Wu.
Zhongli Wu flipped over a few times, his brows gradually furrowed, and he said dissatisfiedly, "Why are the civilians and merchants in this Douling Empire so poor? You can't even get much gold and silver by ransacking houses and robbing houses?"
Zhang Peng smiled bitterly and said, "Master, this place is not like the Sun-Moon Empire. The soul guide technology here is very backward. And as you know, due to historical reasons, the Douling Empire has the most nobles."
Zhongli Wu raised his head, a cold light flashing in his eyes: "So?"
"After a hundred years of collecting taxes from nobles of all sizes in their territories, the common people and merchants have become impoverished. There's nothing left to exploit. The place we've chosen isn't a good one."
Zhang Peng spread his hands and spoke angrily.
"I think this place is great!"
Zhongli Wu's face turned cold, and he hissed, "When has this Cult Leader ever liked to rob those poor people of their money? Whoever has money, I will rob! The more nobles, the better! Otherwise, wouldn't my coming here be in vain?"
Zhang Peng's eyes lit up upon hearing this. He bowed and reported, "Speaking of robbing money, I do have something to report. Some time ago, the Sun and Moon Empire's Worship Hall attacked the royal family... The Tianhun and Xingluo Empires soon followed suit..."
Zhang Peng reported all the details about the free escape competition for nobles from the three empires led by Xu Tianxi. Zhongli Wu's eyes suddenly lit up. As he listened, he couldn't help but lick his dark purple lips with his tongue, and a "hehehe" laugh came out of his throat.
When Zhongli Wu heard that the current exiled nobles had either fled to Shrek City or the Douling Empire, he couldn't help but laugh and praised:
"Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant! What those bastards of the Sun-Moon Empire did really resonates with this leader. What's the point of keeping those royal idiots around? We should have done this a long time ago..."
Suddenly, he changed the subject and said, "Humph, they refused to do it when we were still in the Sun-Moon Empire, and insisted on waiting until we left before doing it. What a stingy bunch they are! Do they think our sect's blade is not sharp?"
Zhang Peng raised his head slightly and asked softly, "Then, Master, what should we do now..."
Zhongli Wu raised his neck and stretched out his arms, laughing. An inexplicable sense of holiness appeared on his face, and he said with great righteousness:
"The purpose of our religion is to spread the light of the Holy Spirit throughout the earth. The common people of the Douling Empire are suffering so much, how can we turn a blind eye?"
"Then, Master, shall we go out and kill some of his nobles?" asked Dark Cloud Douluo Crow.
"No! What's the point of killing a few nobles? If you're going to kill, start with the royal family!"
Zhongli Wu extended a finger, a strange light flickering in his eyes, and said firmly:
"This leader came to the Douling Empire to serve as the state teacher. Our Holy Spirit Church is to become the state religion! In the future, we will also transform this impoverished and weak Douling Empire, restore the glory of Tiandou, and let my evil soul master lineage become the orthodox soul master lineage in the world!"
"Governing the country requires strict laws and regulations, and the royal family must be able to escape first!"
"The Douling Xue family is rotten to the core. You should make some preparations and follow me to Lingdou City to have a good talk with the old emperor. We will also help reduce the burden on the civilians of the Douling Empire."
"yes!"
The evil soul masters responded loudly.
Zhang Peng said with some concern, "Master, I remember that although the Douling Empire is the weakest among the three kingdoms, their worship hall still has several capable figures, led by the ninety-seventh-level Tianyang Douluo. We..."
"With this leader personally taking action, what does a mere level 97 Tianyang Douluo matter? Xiao Changfeng is the ultimate ice, not the ultimate fire!"
Zhongli Wu waved his hand, his expression grim, and said, "This time, we must strike with one strike and kill all the Titled Douluo in Lingdou City as quickly as possible. Wuyun, you have special abilities. Bring some elite members of the sect into the palace ahead of time to control the emperor. Anyone who dares to stop us will be killed without mercy!"
"Yes." Wuyun Douluo bowed in response.
"Please prepare yourselves. I will go see Mother and Uncle Long."
Zhongli Wu waved his hands, turned around and went to the place where the two Ultimate Douluos were in seclusion to ask for advice on their problems.
After asking about Yan Shaozhe's background, Zhongli Wu received a hesitant and affirmative answer from Ye Xishui: "Yes, Yan Shaozhe is indeed my descendant. You should be one or two generations older than him."
When Ye Xishui was trying to sow discord between the Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, he drugged Long Xiaoyao. As a result, she became pregnant at once and gave birth to a boy. Ye Xishui sent the child to a family with the surname Yan, because Ye Xishui's surname was also Yan before she joined the Holy Spirit Church.
She had checked Yan Shaozhe's bloodline and found that he was a descendant of her grandson or great-grandson, but she didn't know which generation exactly.
Zhongli Wu clapped his hands in joy, his eyes gleaming with excitement, his admiration for his mother reaching an unfathomable level:
"I see. I never thought I would have such a good nephew or grandnephew. Then, mother, Shrek has no other capable Super Douluo besides Yan Shaozhe. When will we join forces with Shrek?"
He asked why Yan Shaozhe let Ling'er go in the first place, because they were all family.
Ye Xishui said coldly: "Yan Shaozhe doesn't know that he has this identity."
"Ah? He doesn't know? Then he..."
Zhongli Wu's expression paused, his eyes rolled, and he continued, "Then how should we treat Shrek in the future? Should we continue the vendetta or..."
He didn't finish his words, but he believed Ye Xishui could understand what he meant.
Ye Xishui, who was in seclusion, thought for a moment and said slowly, "With such a good opportunity, we can't let Shrek go. Xuanzi's cultivation has recovered a little. When he regains his title, we will naturally help him go to Shrek to regain his rightful place."
"This time when you go to Lingdou City, you should take him with you."
After saying that, a gentle cold wind blew over his face, and a flash of light flew out.
Zhongli Wu looked carefully and saw a tall and burly figure in front of him. His aura was as deep as the abyss, his body was sloppy, his eyes were like two deep black holes that swallowed the light, and he was surrounded by a domineering and powerful aura.
"Master Xuan? Has he recovered to level 89? Mother and Uncle Long's methods are truly superb." Zhongli Wu was overjoyed.
"This is nothing." Ye Xishui sighed and said:
"I didn't expect that old turtle to be so ruthless. Even after Xuanzi's cultivation level recovered to level 89, he still couldn't condense his soul core again. If he wants to return to the Titled Douluo realm, he must devour a Super Douluo-level soul master."
"This time, you will complete this goal in Lingdou City."
Zhongli Wu bowed solemnly and said, "Please rest assured, mother. I will definitely restore our sect's supreme cultivation. One day, I will return to Shrek and take back everything that belongs to him!"
Ye Xishui said "hmm" and said no more.
Zhongli Wu asked again, "Mother, Uncle Long, you have been in seclusion for two years. How is your recovery going?"
"It will take some time to fully recover, so go ahead." Ye Xishui's voice was filled with impatience.
"Yes, yes, Xiao Wu, take your leave."
Zhongli Wu knew that his mother would not recognize anyone when she got angry, so he ran away with Xuanzi.
"Let's go, Elder Xuan. Let's go to Lingdou City and pick out a suitable prey for you, hehehe..."
In the place of seclusion, Long Xiaoyao sighed softly, his face showing grief.
"Xishui, Xishui, you've kept this from me for so long. If Mu En knew that his direct disciple was also one of yours, I wonder how he would feel."
Ye Xishui said coldly: "This is not something you should know, and you don't need to care."
Long Xiaoyao sighed and shook his head, "I was just thinking, you and I both feel guilty towards Mu En. Shrek was a place he risked his life to protect when he was alive. Now that he's dead, we're still going to attack Shrek. Isn't that too..."
"Confused!"
Ye Xishui raised her eyebrows and sneered, "If Shrek still had the strength it once had, I would naturally not touch Shrek for the sake of Mu En's face. But how can Shrek be considered the world's number one force now?"
"If we don't take action, those soul masters from the Sun-Moon Empire will never let us go! Instead of letting the enemy take advantage of us, why don't we take this precious land ourselves? If we don't take what heaven has given us, we will suffer the consequences!"
"Anyway, I didn't ask you to attack Shrek. Xiao Wu can just take some people and wipe out all the strong men in Shrek. You don't need to feel guilty!"
Long Xiaoyao just smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking that he and Mu En had known each other for a long time and had finally come to this point. He couldn't do anything else, but he could at least preserve a bloodline for Mu En.
"Ah...Brother Mu, this is all I can do. Old Zhongli is so calculating. Who would have thought that both of your successors would be..."
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Douling Empire, Lingdou City.
Due to the underdeveloped soul guide technology, after nightfall, only some areas of the imperial palace and the residences of some powerful families in Lingdou City were still lit. The evil soul masters who poured into Lingdou City like a dark cloud and a black tide easily identified their targets.
"Enter the city quietly, don't fire your guns. Everyone, remember, in large-scale combat, you must strike ruthlessly! From the royal family to the nobles, anyone who dares to stand in your way will be killed without mercy! Of course, the old emperor must not die."
Zhongli Wu stepped on the dark cloud transformed by Dark Cloud Douluo, looked around with a monocular telescope, and swung his hand violently.
"Action! Conquer the capital of the Douling Empire. I, Zhongli Wu, will not enjoy this glory alone!"
"Master, loyal and sincere!"
The followers of the Holy Spirit Church all stood at attention and saluted, then each of them found their own way and sneaked around, looking for a Titled Douluo-level target.
Looking into the distance, Zhongli Wu laughed non-stop, licked his lips, and looked cold:
"Xuanming Sect, Sun Moon Empire, after we capture Lingdou City and control the Douling Empire, I will slowly settle accounts with you..."
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A moment later.
In the palace.
The dinner was about to end, and Emperor Douling, who had enjoyed singing and dancing day and night, limped back to his bedroom with the help of palace servants.
Xu Sanshi's cousin, the emperor, who had just spent another day eating and waiting to die, was just thinking about which concubine's bedroom to visit tonight when suddenly a huge force came from behind him.
"BangBang!"
Before the emperor could react, the palace maid beside him collapsed, with blood oozing from all his orifices.
"Hehehe, the moon is at its zenith, it's such a beautiful day, yet Your Majesty wants to go to the bedroom. Isn't that a waste?"
A sharp laugh rang out from Wuyun Douluo's throat. He didn't care whether the emperor, whose cultivation level was only that of a Soul Emperor, could bear it or not. He carried him to the artificial lake in the palace, got on the boat, took out a dragon throne that he had gotten from somewhere, and pressed it down tightly.
"You, who are you? What are you going to do to me?" After confirming that he was not dead, the Douling Emperor reacted, his eyes widened, and asked tremblingly.
He was neither arrogant nor acting like an emperor, because the person in front of him had nine soul rings, and the meaning was self-evident.
Only a Titled Douluo could kidnap him in this palace without being killed by his guards.
"Hahaha, of course we are here to help Your Majesty. We want to help Your Majesty restore the glory of our ancestors, fight against the enemy, and recapture the old capital. These matters have no say in the matter. Let's wait for our Lord to come."
Dark Cloud Douluo laughed wildly, his voice was empty and arrogant, as if he was not worried at all about being heard.
The Douling Emperor trembled, as if he saw a sea of blood and corpses circling before his eyes.
Fight the rebels and reclaim the old capital? Doesn't that mean attacking the Tianhun Empire? The Douling Empire, accustomed to living a life of idleness and waiting for death, is going to attack the Tianhun Empire, which was founded by rebels? Is this true?
Where did the Titled Douluo on the opposite side come from, and who is the leader?
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and a large number of figures wearing black robes flew over, led by a masked man.
"Hehehe, I report to His Majesty the Emperor that the Worship Hall is plotting a rebellion. We have already killed and captured them all for His Majesty. Now I present to you the head of the Worship Hall Master, Tianyang Douluo. I hope Your Majesty will not be alarmed."
"My worship hall would rebel?! What do they want?"
The Douling Emperor turned his head stiffly. He felt that this world was really crazy.