Douluo 2: I transmigrated as Huo Yuhao's own sister

Chapter 695 Surrender
".Mother!"

".dad!"

The joy of finally being reunited, combined with the despair of impending separation, finally turned into a series of suppressed cries. Nana, and the faces of the seven or eight young white-robed holy servants whose faces were pale and blank, were filled with hot tears.

The raging torrent burst forth, and at a certain moment, it all transformed into a desperate roar, each sound like a thunderclap that pierced the hearts of the crowd.

Leaving them ample space to reminisce, the girls who returned to the top all turned their faces away, unable to bear it.

He Caitou felt the same way, and with his face tilted back, he closed his eyes, which were brimming with tears.

Tang Ya, Huo Yunche, and Huo Yuhao were not present.

The darkest night is destined to be filled with bloody slaughter.

The Holy Spirit Cult has an extremely strict hierarchical system, with slaves at the bottom, and above them are servants, disciples, attendants, spirits, protectors, princesses, and various holy women and holy children.

Among them, slaves are the majority, and their talents and dispositions are almost never considered.

The next level of servants are those who are considered to have potential for development and are recognized by those of the Holy Spirit Church above.

Once someone is chosen, they will use every means at their disposal—whether it's bribery, coercion, threats, or outright abduction—to send them to various petri dishes to compete—euphemistically called "cultivation."

Those who are successfully trained will be baptized as disciples.

"As for baptism, simply put, it involves branding the soul with a mark that slowly erodes the mind, driving people mad, and ensuring that those who are disciples or above will remain loyal forever and never harbor thoughts of betrayal."

"Then what about you?" Huo Yunche and Huo Yuhao instantly became worried.

"We'll be fine."

Tang Ya tilted her head slightly, offering no explanation.

He calmly directed the Blue Silver Grass to pierce the heart of the black-clad saint in the deep, impenetrable darkness, without the slightest hesitation.

The area that Huo Yunche and her group entered was one of the Holy Spirit Cult's training centers in Mingdu.

Since it is a nurturing center, apart from the Great Holy Spirit and the Two Holy Spirits who remain, it is impossible for it to only have a few white-clad holy servants who have not yet been baptized and are not yet fully incorporated into the Holy Spirit Cult.

Although, had it not been for their intrusion, these servants would have been considered saints in all but name.

But isn't the most surprising thing in life the word "unexpected"?

Moreover, even without Huo Yunche and his group's unexpected intrusion, Tang Ya, who brought Nana with her, had no intention of letting the other Holy Spirit Cult members leave alive.

After all, the identity of the Blue Silver Saintess is quite useful in a certain sense.

When the three returned after cleaning, their cries of sorrow had turned into low sobs. The long-suppressed emotions and inexplicable obsessions were gradually released, and their resentment dissipated with their cries, growing lower and softer until they finally turned into a few sobs as if they had made a decision.

The heavy footsteps moved slowly upwards through the passageway.

Then there was a "thump".

The group of people dressed in white, led by Nana, knelt down simultaneously the moment they exited the passageway.

"No? What are you doing?" Xiao Xiao exclaimed in surprise. Wang Dong, Jiang Nannan, and He Caitou instinctively reached out to help them up.

Huo Yunche and his two companions, who had just stepped inside, also quickly stepped forward.

Nana shook her head to avoid it.

The eight people, plus Nana, made a total of nine, and they kowtowed three times to the crowd.

Helpless, everyone could only step aside to avoid it.

"Our parents suffered misfortune, and we have been living in fear and anxiety like stray dogs for years. Fortunately, thanks to the Holy Maiden and the help of all of you, we were able to save our parents' souls and free us from our shackles. We should remember this great kindness and never forget it."

"Nana, as I stand before the Holy Spirit Cult retreats, I will return with the Holy Maiden. If fortunate enough," Nana took a deep breath, suppressing the slight tremor of her lips, "I know of your heroic deeds in the battle against the Tang Clan, and I know that with your abilities, you need no one else to serve you. But we are now all alone, and we truly do not know how to repay you. We only wish to offer ourselves, to follow you for life, and to devote our meager strength."

"."

All eyes, whether hidden or concealed, were fixed on Tang Ya.

Tang Ya sighed, her fingertips swept across the storage soul tool, and "just right" took out eight sets of clothing of different styles but not conspicuous. Then, "just right" her soul power surged, and the eight sets of clothes floated and stopped in front of the eight people in white.

Huo Yunche coughed lightly, understanding the implication.

"Take it."

"While the night is still dark, change your clothes and leave the city immediately for Shrek City, where the Tang Clan's headquarters is located."

He Caitou silently took out several flying soul tools he had saved from practicing before from his own inventory and stuffed them into the hands of the eight people.

"Flying soul tool, don't be stingy with your soul power, get as far away from Mingdu as possible, the faster the better." Huo Yuhao smiled as he explained his second senior brother's unspoken good intentions.

"I will burn this place down to the ground in half an hour. The Holy Spirit Cult will be furious, so—"

Huo Yunche smiled slightly.

"Gentlemen, please take care. We'll meet again at the Tang Clan."

"Squeak-"

In the middle of the night, eight travelers hurriedly departed from the southwest of the city. Huo Yunche gazed at the night scene under the moonlight and stood side by side with Tang Ya.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking they thanked the wrong person; at least I'm not a good person," Huo Yunche shrugged. "I can't completely trust them, so I did something a little trick on them. If they dare leak any information about Teacher Xiaoya, then..."

Huo Yunche made a gesture resembling a firework exploding and spiraling upwards.

"Better safe than sorry, isn't it?" Tang Ya smiled slightly. "Besides, you also healed them, didn't you? The flowing light of Xingquan is still filled with the most stubborn tenderness of that little guy."

"Perhaps," Huo Yunche murmured absentmindedly. The small door pendant by his ear trembled for a few moments under the gentle caress of the night. Guiguzi silently returned home with his magic wand.

"Little Yunche".

"Ok?"

"When you meet us on the field, you don't need to hold back."

"."

Half an hour later.

The flames surged and curled, thick smoke billowing into the air.

The underground stone chamber was not easy to ignite, so the Shrek team decided to go all out and sprinkled the entire underground with flammable materials generously provided by the three Soul Master brothers and sisters. Crimson flames shot up wildly.

Point to point, line to line, face to face.

"boom--"

The collapsing building sent up dust everywhere, but it was completely unable to withstand the fire.

Of course, the ultimate fire will only submit to its master's guidance.

In less than half an incense stick's time, the entire courtyard was reduced to nothing but scorching ashes and dilapidated, unrecognizable ruins, yet, just so perfectly, it did not affect the surrounding buildings in the slightest.

The level of control is absolutely perfect.