Chapter 145: Eighth and Ninth Worships, the Speed Clan
The next day, Spirit City, Elder Hall
All elders in the city gathered for this special elder meeting.
Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke in a deep voice, his tone echoing throughout the hall:
"Today's meeting will announce two important matters."
"First, Elders Yue Guan and Gui Mei have worked diligently for many years, rendering countless contributions to Spirit Hall."
"Now, by relying on the soul core secret technique, they have successfully condensed soul cores, both achieving breakthroughs and advancing to rank ninety-six!"
"Now, I announce!"
"Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo shall officially join Douluo Hall, enjoy Worship treatment, and be ranked as the Eighth and Ninth Worships!"
As his words fell, the entire hall erupted in an uproar.
"I knew it; once they obtained the soul core secret technique, their strength would definitely break through!"
"They've become worships. It seems the strength of Douluo Hall has increased by a huge margin again!"
The elders were both shocked and envious.
The way they looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo grew increasingly heated.
Now that they too had condensed soul cores, it wasn't impossible for them to break through their limits and seize a position among the Worships in the future!
"Elders, please offer your guidance in the future!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo stepped forward at the right moment.
One placed a hand on his chest and gave a slight bow, while the other simply nodded indifferently.
"Congratulations!"
"With the two Worships joining, the strength of our Spirit Hall has increased once again. A cause for celebration!"
The elders began offering their congratulations one after another.
As for jealousy, there wasn't much of it among the elders.
After all, worship elders held high status but did not control real power in daily affairs.
With two powerful elders stepping down, the remaining elders would gain more authority.
A win-win situation.
Of course, there were still those who were unhappy and had suffered greatly because of this.
"So this day has finally come…"
Bibi Dong sat upon the pope's throne, her expression dark enough to drip water.
A few days ago, she had just condensed her own soul core using the secret method, greatly improving her strength.
Before she could even feel happy about it, she was now doused with a bucket of cold water.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had followed her for many years. They were her left and right arms, her most trusted confidants.
Now that they were gone, it benefited everyone except her Pope Hall.
For her Pope Hall, it was practically an epic-level weakening.
"Damn it!"
Rage surged within her heart, yet when she looked at the two, she couldn't bring herself to blame them too much.
Though the two had been cultivated under her, there was neither blood bond nor life-saving grace between them.
Rather than being loyal to her, they were loyal to the position of the pope and to Spirit Hall as a whole.
The status of Douluo Hall was supreme, and for the two who cared little for fame or profit, joining it was only natural.
Moreover, the appointment of Worship did not require voting. It was merely an internal decision.
Even as Pope, she had no authority to stop it.
At this moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke again.
"Second, after persuasion by the two Saintesses, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi, has decided to submit to Spirit Hall."
"When the time is right, the entire sect will relocate and join Spirit Hall under the name Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
This statement instantly caused the entire Elder Hall to explode.
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? They're submitting just like that?"
"With Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo still around, how could Ning Fengzhi bow so easily? Impossible!"
"Is the Saintess that powerful?"
The elders were filled with shock, their discussions rising one after another.
They tried to find Zhu Zhuqing, only to realize belatedly that this key figure was not present at the meeting at all.
"Damn it!"
Bibi Dong closed her eyes, her fingers clenched tightly as unwillingness nearly overflowed from her heart.
Every single matter was connected to that girl from the Zhu family!
She, the Pope, had instead become a complete bystander.
The meeting ended, and all matters were settled.
After packing her belongings, Zhu Zhuqing bid a complete farewell to the reluctant Ning Rongrong.
She turned and set off together with Ghost Douluo, heading straight for the Star Luo Empire.
The purpose of this trip was extremely clear.
At the border of the Star Luo Empire, a remote and dilapidated small village.
As soon as Zhu Zhuqing and Gui Mei stepped into the village entrance, they were immediately stopped by two young men who rushed out at high speed.
"Outsiders, halt!"
"This is the territory of our Speed Clan. If you have no important business, leave immediately!"
Several young men shouted sternly.
Zhu Zhuqing ignored them and continued walking forward as if no one stood in her way.
"Damn it! Stop right there, or we won't be polite!"
These young men immediately shouted.
As soon as their voices sounded, other soul masters in the village turned their gazes over.
"You two sneaky fellows, what are you trying to do?"
"Trying to barge into our Speed Clan? Looking for death?"
One after another, soul masters rushed out from the village, their soul rings shining as they stared at the two menacingly.
"With just you?"
Gui Mei sneered, and a cold, overwhelming pressure of a Super Douluo burst out instantly.
The terrifying pressure descended like a mountain, crashing heavily onto the surrounding members of the Speed Clan.
Thud! Thud!
Dull sounds rang out as the previously aggressive soul masters were all forced to the ground.
The speed they were so proud of was utterly useless in the face of absolute power.
"Who is it?"
A furious shout rang out as the clan leader Bai He rushed out from the village with the clan elders.
"Who dares trespass into my Speed Clan and bully my clansmen!"
Bai He released the aura of a Soul Douluo, his face dark with anger.
"You two barged into my clan without a word. Are you trying to start a war with us?"
"Hand over the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng."
Zhu Zhuqing raised her eyes, her tone calm and direct.
Hearing this, Bai He's heart skipped a beat.
The Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng was something he had obtained by chance. Very few people knew of it.
How could outsiders possibly know?
"W-What Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng?"
Bai He feigned confusion. "What are you talking about? I don't know anything."
"I said, Hand over the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng."
Zhu Zhuqing's gaze turned cold. "I don't want to repeat it a third time."
Seeing this, Bai He dropped the act.
"You speak boldly. Though my Speed Clan has declined, we are not to be bullied!"
He immediately refused sternly, stepping back as he activated martial soul possession, assuming a battle stance.
"That's right! Our Speed Clan fears no enemy!"
As the words fell, even the other elders took up battle stances.
"With just you?"
Zhu Zhuqing didn't bother wasting words. She raised her left hand and pressed downward.
"Gravity Swamp!"
As soul power surged, an extremely terrifying gravity suddenly descended.
In an instant, the air around Bai He and the surrounding elders became as thick and heavy as a mountain.
"Ugh!"
Bai He groaned as his body, which had just begun to move, was slammed down by the overwhelming gravity.
His face twisted, his soul rings flashing wildly as he attempted to unleash speed-type soul skills to attack.
Yet no matter how he struggled, he felt as if trapped in a swamp, unable to move even an inch.
In just a moment, the speed he was so proud of could not be used at all.
Zhu Zhuqing remained expressionless, not the slightest bit surprised.
Gravity Swamp was naturally the nemesis of agility-type soul masters.
Especially effective when crushing the weak.
"Now, are you willing to hand it over?"
Zhu Zhuqing stepped forward slowly, calmly looking at Bai He, who was struggling to hold on.
"No!"
"The treasure of my Speed Clan will never be given to you, even in death!"
Bai He stiffened his neck, determined to stay stubborn to the end.
He turned his head toward Gui Mei and shouted angrily:
"I remember now! You are Ghost Douluo, Gui Mei of Spirit Hall!"
"Bullying the weak, robbing by force!"
"Is this the justice and righteousness your Spirit Hall prides itself on?"
Hearing this, Gui Mei couldn't help but laugh.
What had he done before joining Spirit Hall?
Assassination. Intelligence gathering.
Even his martial soul was a "shadow demon that cannot be seen in the light."
Justice? Righteousness?
In all of Spirit Hall, he was the one least related to those two words!
End of Chapter
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