Douluo Continent: Who says evil soul masters can't achieve sainthood through merit?

As the morning light pierced through the thin mist of the city, pedestrians gradually appeared on the streets.

Li Qing and Ye Guyi walked side by side on the road to the west of the city, both of them having changed their attire.

Li Qing changed into a more inconspicuous gray robe, while Ye Guyi covered her signature blond hair with a hood.

"How long have you been here?" Ye Guyi turned her head to look at the boy who was half a head shorter than her. The morning light outlined the delicate profile of his face.

Li Qing recalled briefly: "It was only a few years."

"Then you must know a lot of information, right?" Ye Guyi's eyes lit up as she pressed for an answer.

"It's alright, not a lot, not a little, just so-so." Li Qing's tone remained calm, his gaze sweeping warily over the surrounding streets.

As the most technologically advanced city in the Douluo Continent, Mingdu is not only the capital of the Sun Moon Empire, but also the stronghold of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Before, when I was alone, I naturally didn't have to worry.

But now that there's another Ye Guyi, he has to be more cautious.

"Then you—" Ye Guyi wanted to ask something more, but suddenly heard a slight vibration coming from Li Qing's arms.

Under her curious gaze, Li Qing took out a palm-sized metal device with several glowing gems embedded in its surface.

This is clearly the latest communication soul tool from the Sun Moon Empire, and it's quite expensive.

Pressing the answer button, Li Qing asked in a deliberately relaxed tone, "Who is it?"

A clear, slightly hurried male voice immediately came from the other end of the communicator: "Li Qing! You haven't been secretly doing anything legitimate these past few days, have you?!"

Upon hearing this voice, Li Qing's face showed obvious helplessness. He covered his forehead and said, "What kind of serious business can I do, brother? I gamble outside."

Ye Guyi blinked and listened intently.

Li Qing continued, her tone exaggerated: "I told you I was gambling outside, gambling big, and you called me eight hundred times a day to ask what was going on. What kind of serious business could I possibly be doing? I'll never amount to anything, so don't worry."

The person on the other end of the communicator visibly breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. I was worried you'd get caught up in the competition. As long as you didn't do anything productive, it's fine."

"Don't worry about me, I'll never get better in this lifetime, I'll never get better."

As Li Qing spoke, he winked at Ye Guyi and lowered his voice, saying, "Guyi, go see if there's anything you need to buy; we might need it later."

However, the communicator's sound transmission was excellent, and a question immediately came from the other end: "What are you saying? What? Li Qing, you little brat, have you found a wife? Damn it, you're really something, don't you dare!"

Li Qing quickly raised his voice: "No, no, I meant all in, all in later, oh my, I'll never be better off than you in this lifetime, brother, don't worry, I definitely won't be any better off, you can always rest assured, I'm even planning to take out a loan to go all in tonight."

The person on the other end was completely relieved: "Brother, remember this: whatever you fight for, don't fight for pride."

Li Qing replied, "What's so special about being successful?"

"Okay, bro."

"Keep in touch."

Don't contact me unless necessary.

"A brother for life."

The communication was cut off. Li Qing breathed a sigh of relief, put the soul tool back into his pocket, and turned around to find Ye Guyi staring at him with the eyes of someone looking at a monster.

"Who was looking for you just now?" Ye Guyi's curiosity had been completely piqued.

"You haven't seen it before..."

Li Qing continued walking forward and replied, "But for me, it has been a great help."

Ye Guyi quickly followed: "Continue."

"When I first arrived in Mingdu, I met him because of a competition. We got to know each other better and better, and now we can joke around like this."

A rare, genuine smile appeared on Li Qing's lips as he said, "Many of the soul tools and money I possess are thanks to his financial assistance."

"Who is that person?" Ye Guyi pressed.

Li Qing chuckled softly and slowly uttered a few words: "Xiao Hongchen from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy."

Ye Guyi suddenly stopped in her tracks.

"That... the one hailed as the number one genius of the Sun Moon Empire? The heir of the Red Dust family? The grandson of Jing Hongchen?" she asked in rapid succession, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"It's him."

Li Qing nodded and asked in return, "What, are you surprised?"

"no……"

Ye Guyi stammered, asking in confusion, "How could he... I mean, he's the future pillar of the Sun Moon Empire, why would he be with you...?"

Why would someone become sworn brothers with an "evil spirit master"?

Li Qing finished speaking for her, a complex look flashing in his eyes, and said softly, "Because I don't need to improve my cultivation like other evil soul masters, and he also dislikes those evil soul masters."

Ye Guyi remained silent.

She suddenly realized that Li Qing's disguise might be far deeper than she had imagined.

They've actually all jumped on the bandwagon of "Laughing at the Mortal World."

So what have I been doing all this time?

A stupid one-man battle?

Night fell again.

The abandoned warehouse district in the west of the city was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, with dilapidated buildings casting distorted shadows under the moonlight.

A faint smell of blood permeated the air, mixed with a stench of decay.

"As expected, he's a Soul King-level evil Soul Master!"

Ye Guyi, hidden in the shadows, narrowed her beautiful eyes and said softly, "Your information is quite accurate."

Li Qing's lips curled up: "Of course. The most important thing in this kind of hunting isn't cultivation level or equipment, but intelligence. There are quite a few strong individuals who have been caught off guard and lost their lives due to insufficient intelligence."

Ye Guyi nodded in agreement: "What do you mean? Should we just take action?"

"certainly."

Before the words were even finished, the two of them dashed into the warehouse like arrows released from a bow.

The rotten wooden door was shattered by Li Qing's palm strike, and amidst the flying wood chips, the scene inside the warehouse came into view—

Six figures stood scattered around, with a blood-red magic circle in the center operating. Within the magic circle, distorted phantoms of souls could be vaguely seen wailing.

The leader was a gaunt middle-aged man with a deathly pale face, sunken eyes, and five spirit rings surrounding him—two yellow, two purple, and one black, a standard configuration for a Soul King.

"Who?!" the middle-aged Soul King roared, his blood-red eyes locking onto the intruder.

Beside him were two others with slightly weaker auras, four-ring Soul Masters, and three other youths standing behind him, three-ring Soul Venerables.

Without uttering a single word, Ye Guyi instantly released his Holy Angel Martial Soul, golden wings unfurling behind him, and holy light illuminating the dimly lit warehouse.

She went straight for the three Soul Masters—this was the safest option; Li Qing needed to focus on dealing with the three strongest.

"A holy angel?!"

A flicker of apprehension crossed the Soul King's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by greed. He exclaimed excitedly, "Excellent! A gift delivered right to our doorstep!"

However, the next second, his gaze froze on Li Qing—the slowly blooming black lotus, that pure aura of destruction.