Zhongli Wu was extremely puzzled and panicked at this moment. He didn't know why the Sun Moon Empire was attacking the Holy Spirit Cult's forces, so he hurried to find his mother and Uncle Long to ask what to do.
Long Xiaoyao, after hearing this, thought to himself, "The retaliation for Xishui and me surrounding and trying to kill Wang Chen has come. I just didn't expect Xu Jing to strike so ruthlessly—he even wiped out the Xishui Alliance and killed two elders of the Holy Spirit Cult."
Ye Xishui's face instantly darkened like water upon hearing this, bloodlight flickering in her eyes. She raged inwardly: "Outrageous! Xu Jing, you dog, that little bastard Wang Chen hasn't even been killed by me yet.
The Sun Moon Empire hasn't suffered any losses, yet you dare attack our Holy Spirit Cult's forces and kill so many of our people. Do you really think the Holy Spirit Cult is made of mud?"
Ye Xishui abruptly stood up, blood-colored soul power surging around her: "Wu'er, pass my command—notify all elders and worshippers on external missions to return to headquarters immediately. Prepare for war with the Sun Moon Empire!"
Zhongli Wu, hearing his mother say they would go to war with the Sun Moon Empire, hesitated: "Mother, this… isn't this too rash…"
Ye Xishui snorted: "Rash? Xu Jing bullies our Holy Spirit Cult like this—he must pay the price. Otherwise, he'll really think the Holy Spirit Cult is a soft persimmon, and in the future, he'll ride roughshod over us!"
At this moment, Long Xiaoyao spoke: "Xishui, calm down. The Sun Moon Empire's strength cannot be underestimated, and my injuries haven't healed. Starting a war rashly is not wise."
Zhongli Wu immediately turned to look at the pale-faced Long Xiaoyao, inwardly shocked: "Uncle Long is actually injured? He's an Ultimate Douluo—who could injure him?
Could it be that Uncle Long and Mother clashed with the Sun Moon Empire? Besides the Sun Moon Empire's powerhouses, who else could hurt Uncle Long? This is probably why Xu Jing is attacking our Holy Spirit Cult's forces."
Hearing Long Xiaoyao's words, the bloodlight in Ye Xishui's eyes slightly receded. She regained her calm and began to think.
Though Ye Xishui sometimes went mad over love, when she wasn't, she could still think rationally.
Ye Xishui thought to herself: "That little bastard Wang Chen's strength is already no less than an Ultimate Douluo, plus Kong Deming and the Sun Moon Royal Soul Mentor Legion…
Overall, their strength far exceeds our Holy Spirit Cult. If we really go to war, the outcome won't be good. Rather than that, why not…"
After thinking for a long time, Ye Xishui said to Long Xiaoyao and Zhongli Wu, "Xiaoyao is right—starting a war with the Sun Moon Empire rashly is not wise.
But if the Sun Moon Empire truly wants all-out war with our Holy Spirit Cult, we must find a way to respond.
First, recall all elders and worshippers outside to avoid further losses. The Sun Moon Empire is powerful; clashing head-on will surely bring heavy casualties.
Instead, I think we should withdraw from the Sun Moon Empire and develop in the three Douluo countries."
Zhongli Wu's eyes lit up upon hearing Ye Xishui's words.
As the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, he had learned from intelligence yesterday that Shrek Academy's Sea God Pavilion Master, Mu En, was dead.
The three Douluo countries currently had no Ultimate Douluo sitting in power—they were extremely weak.
Those so-called top sects and the royal families of the three Douluo countries were trash, incomparable to the Holy Spirit Cult. They could return to the three Douluo countries, dominate, act freely, and develop vigorously.
This was far better than staying in the Sun Moon Empire and constantly taking flak from that bastard Xu Jing.
Zhongli Wu immediately agreed: "Mother is right. As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. The Sun Moon Empire is powerful, and with the Holy Spirit Cult entrenched here, conflict with them is inevitable.
It's truly better to return to the three Douluo countries. The royal families there are weak, and though there are many sect forces, none have an Ultimate Douluo.
If our Holy Spirit Cult returns to the three Douluo countries to develop, our strength will surely skyrocket."
Zhongli Wu's eyes revealed excitement and bloodlust, as if he could already see the Holy Spirit Cult returning to the three Douluo countries, slaughtering in all directions, with countless evil soul masters freely devouring souls and flesh to advance their cultivation.
When the Holy Spirit Cult's strength greatly increased, they would return to the Sun Moon Empire, destroy it, and dominate the entire continent.
Wonderful, wonderful—the more he thought, the more wonderful. Zhongli Wu's face flushed with excitement, his eyes bloodshot from thrill.
Ye Xishui nodded: "Good, Wu'er, you've hit exactly what I was thinking. Go gather the followers—have all elders, worshippers, and cult members from branches in various cities return to Holy Spirit Cult headquarters. Once everyone is assembled, we'll head to the three Douluo countries."
"Yes, Mother, I'll handle it right away." Zhongli Wu cupped his hands in salute, then excitedly left the hall and began taking action.
With Zhongli Wu's departure, only Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui remained in the hall.
Ye Xishui excitedly said to Long Xiaoyao: "Xiaoyao, I plan to lead the Holy Spirit Cult away from the Sun Moon countries and conquer the three Douluo countries.
Then, using the three Douluo countries as resources, the Holy Spirit Cult's strength will surely rise rapidly. After that, we two will lead the Holy Spirit Cult back to the Sun Moon Empire, kill that little bastard Wang Chen, and avenge our descendant."
Long Xiaoyao leaned against the headboard and sighed. He understood the nature of evil soul masters well—if the Holy Spirit Cult conquered the three Douluo countries, from soul masters to ordinary people, all would become fodder for evil soul masters.
As someone from the Heavenly Soul Empire, he still had feelings for his homeland.
Long Xiaoyao said, "Xishui, if you want to take the Holy Spirit Cult back to the three Douluo countries, I won't stop you. But the Heavenly Soul Empire is my homeland—you cannot let the Holy Spirit Cult's evil soul masters run amok and slaughter there."
Ye Xishui said softly: "I said it—from now on, I am your wife, and you are my husband. Whatever you tell me to do, I'll do. When the time comes, I'll ensure the Holy Spirit Cult doesn't kill in the Heavenly Soul Empire."
With that, Ye Xishui melted into Long Xiaoyao's arms. Long Xiaoyao looked at this gentle, submissive Ye Xishui and felt for a moment like he was dreaming.
Before, whatever Ye Xishui said, he did. Now it was reversed—he was truly unaccustomed.
For a moment, Long Xiaoyao's heart burned. Even though his injuries hadn't healed, he couldn't help but get intimate with Ye Xishui.
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Mingdu Imperial Palace.
Starlight Douluo Ye Yulin respectfully said: "Your Majesty, the underground force Xishui Alliance, as well as Holy Spirit Cult branches and several strongholds, have all been eradicated. Awaiting Your Majesty's instructions."
Xu Jing sat upon the dragon throne and waved his hand: "I understand. You may leave."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After Ye Yulin left, Xu Jing's gaze turned to the latest intelligence on the three Douluo countries on the table.
He murmured: "I never expected my son-in-law to cause such a stir in the three Douluo countries."
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