"Powerful, wealthy, generous, and lacking a soul mentor... It sounds like they're trying to catch a sucker, and they're eager to give you resources.
Let's put aside the question of joining the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect for now. Can you first tell me how you found me?"
Ling Bai was puzzled. So many Titled Douluo were kept in the dark. It was impossible for an eighth-level soul engineer to see through the truth.
Lin Jiaran stretched out two slender fingers and pointed at her beautiful face:
"I am the creator of Qian Mei Yaorong.
I have a bad habit. Every soul guide I make will leave a unique mark, and my martial soul can sense every mark. "
As he finished speaking, a powerful mental force spread out, and Lin Jiaran's cheeks were instantly covered with a layer of fine purple dragon scales, and his eyes also changed into the vertical pupils of the dragon clan.
"The Dread Dragon..."
Ling Bai took off the Thousand Charms Mask and indeed found a special, glittering L-shaped mark on the inside. He then figured out the whole process.
The Dread Dragon is a subspecies of earth dragon. It has a very mediocre bloodline in the dragon family lineage, but it is a rare martial spirit with spiritual attributes.
He remembered the day when he broke into Mingde Hall, and Lin Jiaran was also in the underground space blocking the strong men from the Body Sect. It was probably at that time that he sensed the mark on the Thousand Charms' face, and then confirmed the connection between the Six-Winged Angel and the Death Prison Douluo.
Lin Jiaran released his martial spirit and then retracted it. His eyes were burning as he said, "I have shown you my sincerity. I am not interested in enforcing justice. On the contrary, I want to join the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect and work in cahoots with you."
"What do you mean by in cahoots with each other? Put it more politely." A black line appeared on Ling Bai's face.
"That's like-minded people."
Lin Jiaran readily followed suit, adjusted his silver-framed glasses, and showed the demeanor of an intellectual: "You may not know me, so let me formally introduce myself, which can be regarded as my resume and application for employment.
Lin Jiaran, age kept secret, martial soul is the Fear Dragon, soul power level 84, level 8 soul instructor, second-in-command of Mingde Hall.
The research direction of soul guidance is dual cultivation of spiritual type and war type.
I think you are using Thousand Charms Monster Face well, transforming the damaged 100,000-year soul bone that cannot be absorbed artificially into an eighth-level peak soul guide device, which represents my highest achievement in the spiritual field in the past.
I am good at making all kinds of powerful long-range soul guides and fixed-type soul guides. I am nicknamed the human-shaped gunpowder depot. In terms of destructive power alone, I am recognized as the best person under level nine in Mingde Hall. As long as my soul power breaks through level ninety in the future, those old-fashioned level nine soul guides who have been famous for a long time will not be able to match me. "
Ling Bai nodded slightly: "You have a brilliant resume, and you are also the second-in-command researcher of the Holy Land of Soul Instructors. The Douluo Continent originally belonged to the Three Kingdoms and there was no ninth-level soul instructor. With your joining, the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect will undoubtedly make a qualitative leap.
But Mingde Hall treats you well, why do you want to leave? Too many restrictions and boredom are not reasons, I want to hear the truth."
Lin Jiaran frowned, then slowly relaxed her eyebrows after a moment, her eyes looking far away: "I have a soul guide device, and I am eager to perfect and make it, but that soul guide device requires a lot of resources. Mingde Hall did not support me, they chose to continue researching humanoid soul guide devices based on the predecessors.
I had no choice but to find a way to make money myself, so I set up a secret line to smuggle Mingde Hall soul guides. Oh, by the way, Linglong Pavilion should be a subsidiary force of Jiubao Liuli Sect. I first met you in Linglong Pavilion. That day, I discussed the smuggling quantity and price with the Linglong Pavilion Master. "
"You are the mastermind behind the secret line..." Ling Bai sighed.
Lin Jiaran said calmly: "My brother Lin Jiayi is the director of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Guidance Academy and Jing Hongchen's most trusted subordinate. With his protection, I can easily take away some level 7 and 8 soul guides.
I made a lot of money by smuggling Mingdetang soul guides, but my talent for cultivation was not high. I had to find secret medicine to break through my soul power, and I had to buy rare metals to complete the production.
The secret medicines that work on Contra are all expensive, and the prices of rare metals are astronomical. The benefits of smuggling are just a drop in the bucket.
After much consideration, I decided to leave the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy.
The wealth of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect is comparable to that of the Mingde Hall. The sect is safe with you, the Death Prison Douluo, in charge, and it is extremely short of high-level soul guides. If I go there, I will definitely be the chief soul guide. With the support of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, I will definitely be able to realize my dream."
Ling Bai asked curiously, "What kind of soul guide do you want to make that would force an eighth-level soul guide to leave his homeland and go to another country?"
"My ancestors were from the Sky Soul Empire, and moved to the Sun Moon Empire a thousand years ago. Now they are returning home after completing their studies instead of leaving their hometown." Lin Jiaran corrected seriously, "That soul guide is called Bloody Dawn. I have great expectations for it. It has the destructive power to change the direction of a war.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that a new round of war is imminent between the Three Kingdoms and the Sun Moon Empire in Douluo Continent. I will prove to the old antiques of Mingde Hall that only in peacetime can one be qualified to calm down and study humanoid soul guides. War is killing and destruction, using the tragic beauty of blood to exchange for a thousand years of dawn. "
"Now that you mention it, I'm actually looking forward to the release of Bloody Dawn." Ling Bai clapped his hands lightly.
"You agree?"
Lin Jiaran relaxed and spread out her white palms: "I have encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation, so I'm going to buy some rare metals. Give me 20 million first, and I'll ask you for more if it's not enough."
Ling Bai had a strange expression on his face. Why did this woman act like a money-eating beast, asking for money as soon as she opened her mouth?
Two gold cards swirled in the air and flew into Lin Jiaran's hands. At the same time, there was also a soul contract. Ling Baiqingyi's voice came:
"My money is not that easy to take. Sign your name on it."
Lin Jiaran looked at the soul contract. It was not a contract of selling oneself. It simply had one sentence written on it: within five years, the true identity of Death Prison Douluo must not be revealed to anyone in any way. If the contract was breached, the soul would collapse and die.
He signed his name casually, and the soul contract shattered into tiny points of light that fell into Lin Jiaran's spiritual sea. She understood Ling Bai's concerns, and took the initiative to say nonchalantly:
"Is five years enough? How about a lifetime?"
"Five years later, whoever I say is the Death Prison Douluo will be the Death Prison Douluo."
Feeling the majestic momentum, Lin Jiaran's body trembled slightly, and she suddenly recalled the information of the person in front of her. Although he was less than sixteen years old, he was already a Soul Sage with a god-level martial soul. His combat power was comparable to that of a Titled Douluo, and he also controlled a level ninety-six ultimate death bone dragon.
He is now afraid that his identity as Death Prison Douluo will be revealed. Five years later, when the Titled Douluo Seraph and Death Prison Bone Dragon, one saint and one evil, sweep across the world, calling a deer a horse, what can the world do?
"If you really become that powerful, then my Bloody Dawn will be useless." She seemed to be joking, but also seemed to have a hidden meaning.
Ling Bai smiled noncommittally, threw the Thousand Charms in his hand into the air, and said:
"Since you are the creator of the Thousand Charms Monster Face, I'll just get straight to the point. As my mental power has been gradually improved, the effect of the Thousand Charms Monster Face's second skill, the Mental Wall, has become negligible. Can you help me upgrade it?"
Lin Jiaran was silent and thought for a while before he said cautiously, "The core of the Thousand Charms Monster Face is the damaged soul bone of the head of the Thousand Charms Fox, and the prerequisite for upgrading is to repair that soul bone.
My soul guidance skills have made some breakthroughs in recent years, and I am confident that I can make Thousand Charms Demon Appearance officially enter the ninth level.
You need to find a head soul bone that has spiritual properties of more than 50,000 years, and a 10,000-year-old head secret soul bone as an adhesive. You will pay for the rest of the rare metals and I will buy them. The upgrade will be completed in about a week."
Ling Bai's heart was bleeding, but he had to nod and agree. He reached out and took out the 70,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant Head Soul Bone and 10 million gold cards that Ancient Demon Douluo had dropped, and said:
"This is the spiritual attribute soul bone and gold soul coin. The secret soul bone will be delivered tomorrow."
Arcane soul bones are the easiest soul bones to obtain. Mingdu is the most prosperous city among the four empires, so you can easily get it by spending a little more money.
"The exchange program between the two academies will last for more than a year. You should handle all matters during this period. I will write a letter of recommendation to the sect master in advance. When the time comes, you can resign directly and take up the post in the Jiubao Liuli Sect." Ling Bai said.
"no problem."
For Lin Jiaran, it doesn't matter where he studies.
"Well, there's one more thing."
Ling Bai waved his hand, and two fat abominations grunted and carried a huge metal man. The two liches held the Conferred God Platform and a stack of blueprints in their hands respectively, and handed them to Lin Jiaran respectfully.
The moment she saw the metal man, Lin Jiaran's pupils suddenly shrank. She was the second-in-command researcher at Mingde Hall, so she naturally knew about humanoid soul guides.
He took the stack of blueprints with a premonition and found that they were indeed the 21 ninth-level soul guide blueprints stolen from Mingde Hall. The technique of the Conferred God Platform was quite familiar, and it seemed to be the work of Xu Cong, the former chief researcher of Mingde Hall.
Ling Baifeng said calmly: "The 20 million I gave you before was your salary. I will ask the sect master to send you medicine and push you to the title Douluo as soon as possible. These blueprints and soul guides are useless to others, and they can't understand them. You should study them first.
We will provide the drugs and rare metals. Just tell us how much you want. The leader and I only care about the results.
I hope we can create our own ninth-level soul guide in the shortest possible time."
The aura of the nouveau riche was overwhelming, and Lin Jiaran could hardly maintain her serious teacher image. She murmured,
"I came to the right place, I came to the right place!"
…
Ten days later, at Mingdu Qingse Hotel.
Qingse Hotel is one of the important strongholds of Xishui League. It is only two kilometers away from the Imperial Palace of the Sun and Moon Empire and is in an absolutely prime location.
The hotel is elegantly decorated with white porcelain decorations everywhere, occasionally dotted with bright red decorations, as if foreshadowing the blood in the whiteness.
"Waste, all waste!"
Xishui League leader Nangong Wan sat in the main seat of the meeting hall, with a surging aura around him. He glared at the evil soul masters of Xishui League and shouted angrily: "It's been two months, and we haven't found even a hair of the Death Prison Douluo. What use do I have for you!"
One of the evil spirit masters said with tears in his eyes: "Alliance leader, Death Prison Douluo is a super evil Douluo. If he insists on hiding, how can we find him?"
Nangong Wan was so angry that he slapped the man, and he was instantly turned into a pool of blood mist. The evil soul masters lowered their heads in fear, and each of them looked more obedient than a quail.
"This leader has made a promise in front of the leader that I will definitely invite Death Prison Douluo to join the Holy Church." Nangong Wan said in a cold tone, "I will give you the last seven days. No matter what method you use, dig three feet into the ground, kowtow and burn incense, and invite Death Prison Douluo to this leader!"
"No need for them to invite me. I am here uninvited."
The door exploded with a loud bang, and an evil young man with black hair and black eyes broke into the meeting hall against the light. Under the young man was a pale and ferocious bone dragon, which was waving its claws.
"Death Prison Douluo!"
This sky-swallowing and earth-devouring sense of oppression enveloped the entire hall, and Nangong Wan was actually pleasantly surprised.
"The Xishui League is trying to get information about me. Are you looking for death?"
Ling Bai sneered, and the Death Prison Bone Dragon cooperated and let out a dragon roar that resounded through the sky and the earth.
The name of Death Prison Douluo is extremely famous. The dragon's roar instantly scared the evil soul masters of Xishui League and they quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. Nangong Wan couldn't help but turn pale. His soul power was only level 93, and he was really stretched to the limit to face the Death Prison Bone Dragon alone.
Nangong Wan swallowed his saliva, kicked each of his men in the buttocks, and said fiercely: "Get out of here, I have something important to discuss with Death Prison Douluo!"
The evil soul masters fled the room in a hurry, and Nangong Wan showed a warm smile: "Brother Death Prison, you misunderstood. My name is Nangong Wan, my title is Tian Wu, the leader of Xishui, and the second elder of the Holy Church.
Xishui League represents the Holy Church. It would be a great fortune to find you!"
"Pu Tian Fugui, tell me in detail. If I am not satisfied, you will die the same way as that idiot just now died."
"As expected of the Death Prison Douluo..."
Nangong Wan was sweating profusely, as the glorious record of Death Prison Douluo put a lot of pressure on him: "The holy light shines upon the earth, the Holy Spirit descends upon the world, and our church is called the Holy Spirit Church.
Brother Siyu has been the most popular person in Douluo Continent in recent years, but I want to tell you that there are always people better than you, and you are not the number one evil soul master in the continent.
The soul power of the Holy Church's chief and vice-chief is higher than yours, and the supreme chief is a peerless evil soul master at the level of Ultimate Douluo! "
"Extreme Douluo, that's interesting, but it has nothing to do with me, and I'm not rich."
Ling Bai moved forward slowly, and the Death Prison Bone Dragon followed closely, showing signs of attacking. Nangong Wan moved forward synchronously with a tense face, and it seemed that a fight would break out between the two of them in the next second.
Suddenly, Nangong Wan took out a storage soul guide at lightning speed and handed it over with both hands.
Ling Bai took it and scanned it with his mental power, and found that it was full of rare metals and a large stack of gold cards.
After skillfully collecting the bribe, Ling Bai shook hands with Nangong Wan and said cordially, "Second Elder, you are too polite. The Holy Church is indeed not ordinary wealthy..."
He showed just the right amount of interest in going to the Holy Spirit Church for a buffet.
"Hehe, Brother Death Prison will definitely be the leader's right-hand man. We will all be colleagues in the future. Xishui League cannot do without Brother Death Prison's care."
Nangong Wan's lips curled up into an unexpected smile, the fact that Death Prison Douluo plundered Mingde Hall showed his greedy nature, and the evil soul master could not escape the three words power, money and sex. Xishui League had ten thousand ways to satisfy Death Prison Douluo's desires.
Ling Bai laughed loudly: "Brother Nangong is indeed a timely rain in Mingdu. It's a pity that we met too late!"
Nangong Wan laughed even louder: "Brother Siyu, you have stepped into our humble land. Our Xishui League will be honored!
With the joining of Brother Siyu, the Holy Church can become bigger and stronger and create greater glory!
I'll prepare a table of wine and food, please come, Brother Death Prison!"
"Brother Nangong, please!"