Douluo: Being kidnapped into the Holy Spirit Church at the beginning

"very good."

The Evil Emperor was very pleased to see his son who was so sensible. Although these children were the backup plans he prepared in case he could not survive his eighth heavenly tribulation, he had now embarked on a brighter path and naturally wanted them to continue the Evil Eye Clan.

"In that case, Mask, this matter is your responsibility. Don't mess it up."

Zhongli Wu was very satisfied with Jiang Jue's arrangement. After seeing the Evil Emperor come forward to resolve the issue, he ordered the Masked Douluo to handle the matter.

"Please rest assured, Master, I will definitely handle this matter well!"

Upon hearing this, Masked Douluo immediately patted his chest and made a promise, while Thunder Douluo on the side felt distressed. How could such an easy and rewarding task not fall on him?

The Evil Eye Clan has existed for tens of thousands of years, so they must have countless good things!

Afterwards, Jiang Jue gave a few more instructions, and everyone headed towards the Holy Church headquarters, leaving Masked Douluo with a group of people to settle the Evil Eye Clan.

Jiang Jue returned to Mingdu to prepare to build his own yin-yang complementary soul core.

"Soul Master, I am offering you a small token of my respect. Please accept it. Please take good care of me in the future."

Just as the Masked Douluo was taking the Evil Eye Clan away in batches, an Evil Eye with 70,000 years of cultivation came to the Death Messenger, secretly took out a soul bone and handed it to the Death Messenger.

"Huh? What are you doing?"

The messenger of Death looked at the crystal clear, glowing, thousand-year-old left arm bone that was handed to him, his expression paused, and a hint of desire emerged in his eyes.

But the next moment he shook his head vigorously. Now that he was following the Masked Douluo, he had resources and status. Would there be any problem in taking this soul bone from the Evil Eye Clan?

"Take it if you want."

At this moment, the Masked Douluo came to the Death Messenger like a ghost and motioned him to accept it.

In response to this, the messenger of death had no choice but to accept it, and the evil eye quickly integrated into the team of the evil eye clan.

"Elder Yue..."

The messenger of Death looked at the soul bone in his hand and was suddenly moved. He had never seen such a good thing when he came from Shankala. Since he entered the Holy Spirit Church, his life has gradually improved and now he can even touch this kind of thing.

If it were in the past, he would never have dared to think about it.

"No need to explain, they give it to you, just take it."

Masked Douluo waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

"Otherwise, if you don't take it, how can I, the elder, take it?"

"If I don't take it, how can the Holy Son take it?"

"If Master Saint doesn't take it, how can you and I make progress?"

The Masked Douluo tightened his robe and educated the Messenger of Death. In his arms, there was a soul bone that was faintly emitting a brilliant light. Judging from its appearance, it was very close to a hundred thousand years old.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! The old beast and the young beast go first, have a sense of order."

After saying this, Masked Douluo commanded the Evil Eye Clan to march towards Mingdu and the Holy Spirit Church headquarters in batches.

……

"Huh? Meng and Xiyue are not here?"

After returning to Mingdu Hotel, Jiang Jue looked at the empty room and raised his eyebrows slightly, but then he found the handwriting left by Meng Hongchen.

Today is the day when the Sun-Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy awards prizes for this continental competition. Both of them went back to the Sun-Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy to receive their competition rewards.

"I see."

Jiang Jue nodded in understanding after seeing this, and then disappeared from the room and headed towards the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy. It just so happened that he also had to go to Mingde Hall to discuss with Jing Hongchen the construction of the Soul Transmission Tower and how to accommodate the Evil Eye Clan.

……

Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.

Mingde Hall, Jing Hongchen's office.

"Although the final result of this competition has not yet been announced, after the Tang Sect was eliminated, the top three teams are our Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy, the Holy Spirit Sect, and the Snow Demon Sect. However, the Snow Demon Sect was disqualified for some reason."

"So the rewards for this competition all fall on our Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy and Holy Spirit Sect. We called you here this time to give you the rewards."

Jing Hongchen looked at the contestants from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy in front of him and said with a smile, these are all the great contributors to their competition.

"Grandpa, since there is no final result this time, what is the official reward from Sun and Moon?"

Xiao Hongchen asked with some curiosity.

"Ahem... It's working time now, call me hall master."

Jing Hongchen glared at his grandson, then turned his gaze back to the crowd and spoke.

"The championship prize of this competition will go to the Holy Spirit Sect, while the second and third place prizes will all go to our Mingde Hall."

"The rewards include three level eight soul guides, three level seven soul guides, four ten thousand year soul bones, and some rare metals. We will distribute them according to the contributions made in this competition from high to low."

After Jing Hongchen finished explaining the rules, he asked Lin Jiayi on the side to distribute the things.

The contestants this time had no objection to this. Most of them won the competition without any effort, and they had won all the way here. So it was already good enough for them to receive the rewards.

"In addition to this official reward, this hall master, on behalf of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy, will reward each of you participating team members with an opportunity to obtain a soul. As long as it is less than 100,000 years, the academy will do its best to satisfy you."

After the rewards were distributed, Jing Hongchen smiled and said.

"Is this true? Can we possess souls too?"

"It's still free, even the ten thousand year level is fine."

When everyone heard this, their faces instantly lit up. They had seen the soul in Xiao Hongchen with their own eyes. This kind of help was simply great for soul masters like them who were weak in close combat.

What's more, they have also heard that this soul technology has not yet been leaked, and they can be the first to receive the soul transmission suitable for them, earlier than those nobles and aristocratic families.

Compared with a certain senior college known as the best college in the continent, the treatment is no worse.

Jing Hongchen looked at the group of young students in front of him with a smile in his eyes. Seeing batches of geniuses being trained and brought up under his hands, he had an indescribable sense of pride.

Perhaps this is what it feels like to be a teacher.

This made him recall the time when he studied with Ming Lei in Mingde Hall. However, Ming Lei had not visited his senior brother for a long time since he kidnapped Xuan Ziwen last time.

"Brother, I can sense Xiaodong's presence, right in this room."

But at this moment, something strange happened. A rough voice sounded out of nowhere, and then two burly men walked out of the space, looking around the room.

"Who are you two?"

Jing Hongchen looked at the two people who appeared out of nowhere, alarm bells rang in his heart. He stood up instantly and landed in front of the students, ready to activate the linked soul guide formation in the room at any time.

With his strength, he couldn't even find out how these two people got in, which proves that their strength is far above his.

You can never defeat him!
(End of this chapter)