Qian Renfeng paused thoughtfully, then said, "My sister, Yue Guan, you and the Poison Douluo should go check on her. One shining in the light, the other in the shadows—protect each other."
As for me, he sat down on a rock, calm as ever, I want to see how powerful these evil Soul Masters are at this stage.
In the Star Dou Forest
A middle-aged man, standing about 2.2 meters tall, suddenly froze in his tracks. Soul beasts in the area scattered in fear—his aura unmistakably belonged to a Title Douluo-level warrior. Strangely, he felt his heart jitter. Did something happen to the two of them? he wondered. No, he shook his head. Even against Qian Renfeng's team, they would at least stand their ground unless they faced mighty adversaries like Qian Daoliu or the Golden Crocodile Douluo. Something must have gone wrong elsewhere.
He advanced cautiously—each step pressing into the muddy ground left a small bead of blood. On his back, something strange bulged beneath his robes.
Back at Spirit Hall (Wuhun Hall)
Laughter echoed through the hall as Qian Daoliu guffawed:
"Hahaha! I truly didn't expect this—this kid achieved so much so quickly. I am getting old!"
Elated, he laughed without holding back.
Qingluan Douluo smiled beside him:
"Indeed. It's shocking. At his age, Second Young Master managed to subdue two Title Douluos—truly win their hearts. Back in my day, I couldn't even do that."
He hung his head in mild shame—he compared poorly to Daoliu and even to Qian Renfeng. Living is such a failure.
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu laughed louder:
"Haha! You just raised the bar even higher for him! I only worry: what if he falls one day? Then all of you must catch him—support him!"
The other Spirit Hall e"Their main goal was to recruit me into the Blood Toad Sect and add strength to the upcoming Evil Soul Master Alliance."
There was a subtle trace of pride in Poison Douluo Dugu Bo's voice.
They hadn't approached Qian Renfeng. They hadn't approached Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan.
They had only approached Poison Douluo Dugu Bo.
What did that mean?
It meant—they recognized Dugu Bo's strength!
In other words, they genuinely regarded him as a true Title Douluo.
Even if he was just a Title Douluo standing watch at the gate, he was still a Title Douluo!
Both Title Douluos nearby stared at him speechlessly.
Respect you?
They chose you because they didn't respect you! If it weren't for the nine soul rings you had, we would've assumed you were a Soul Douluo!
Lose every time you meet a Title Douluo—what kind of Title Douluo are you?
Zero-for-ten win rate?
Qian Renfeng just shook his head. He had already figured this out before the fighting even began.
"Anything else you found out?" he asked.
"Yes!" Dugu Bo said seriously.
"The alliance meeting is scheduled for ten days from now."
"The location—Hanhai City!"
"It's near the sea. Who knows, we might even get to enjoy some seafood!"
Qian Renfeng stroked his chin, his brow twitching slightly.
He was quite satisfied with this information.
He was also quite pleased that the Evil Soul Masters were planning such a large-scale alliance.
After all, his next destination was Sea God Island.
As far as he knew, there were only four major places that had known Title Douluo-level powerhouses—and which he hadn't yet challenged:
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan
Spirit Hall
Sea God Island
And the Slaughter City
If he could eliminate the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan next, Sea God Island would naturally become the next stop on his path.
However—
He needed to reach at least Level 98 before that.
Otherwise, he wasn't confident he could go head-to-head against Sea God Douluo Bo Saixi in the ocean.
"There's more," Dugu Bo added.
"According to them, more than a hundred evil soul master sects are expected to appear in Hanhai City."
"And among them, there are some as strong as Level 98!"
"What?!" Qian Renfeng's face filled with disbelief.
"More than a hundred evil soul sects?! Are you kidding me?!"
"How could there be that many?"
"If evil soul masters were that numerous, how could Spirit Hall have ever gained a foothold on the continent?"
"How could it possibly become the strongest force among soul masters?"
From the ground, one of the red-robed Title Douluo snorted sarcastically.
"Impossible?"
"Do you think Spirit Hall is so amazing?"
"If it weren't for the many holy sects always fighting over beliefs, we'd have stormed the continent long ago!"
"Besides—"
Qian Renfeng didn't let him finish.
Hands clasped behind his back, he casually walked over and stomped on the man's shin, shattering it instantly.
This time, he held back a little, only breaking one leg, unlike his brother, who had both legs crushed earlier.
"If you're going to speak, then speak properly."
"Enough. Shut up."
He turned without another glance and walked toward the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, as if he'd just swatted a mosquito.
It was clear—he didn't take this matter to heart at all.
Evil soul masters, that strong?
Wasn't this still just the Douluo 1 timeline?
A few evil soul masters would be understandable, but an entire army?
An alliance?!
Qian Renfeng furrowed his brow.
"Where did things go wrong?"
"Why didn't this happen in Dog San's timeline?"
He shook his head again.
In truth, even in Tang San's original story, evil soul masters did appear.
They were just called the Wolf Bandits (see original novel, Chapter 554 – Shadow Hunters).
They behaved no differently from evil soul masters, just rarely seen in the Heaven Dou Empire.
So maybe...
Most evil soul master forces were concentrated in the Star Luo Empire?
Qian Renfeng shook his head again, glanced at the red-robed brothers on the ground, and said to Dugu Bo:
"Kill them both."
"And collect their soul bones."
Dugu Bo felt a chill rush down his spine, goosebumps rising.
This guy... might have the talent to be an evil soul master himself!
Somewhere in the Great Star Dou Forest...
At the Blood Toad Sect, the sect master stared silently at two shattered soul jade tokens on the altar.
These weren't from ordinary disciples.
Such jade tokens were reserved for Soul Sages and above.
More than that—
These two tokens were placed in the very center of the altar.
That could only mean one thing:
The sect had just lost its two core Title Douluo.
"Someone!" he shouted.
"Inform the Twin Saints Divine Sect... tell them—we agree to join them!"
"But! After the alliance, they must avenge the death of our two Title Douluos!"
Twin Saints Town
10,000 meters underground
Elder Long Ling held a letter in his hand and burst into booming laughter.
"Hahahahaha!"
"Saintess, look at this letter!"
"It's from that toad of the Blood Toad Sect—this is heaven's blessing for our Twin Saints Divine Sect!"
Nearby, Ning Rongrong stood cold and expressionless.
Once known for her refined, gentle demeanor, she now looked nothing like her old self.
She no longer wore her sky-blue dress and white silk stockings.
Instead, she wore a black velvet short dress, accentuating her perfect figure.
The brilliance of a support-type soul master and the cunning that once made her a capable leader had completely vanished.
Now, she radiated only cold indifference, as if she had cut ties with all emotions.
Beside her stood two massive thrones.
One of them was occupied by a feeble old man—his white hair nearly gone, skin shriveled like paper, clinging tightly to bone.
"Cough, cough..."
"Rongrong..."
His voice was faint, as if he could die at any moment.
The word "Rongrong" was barely audible, heard only because Ning Rongrong and Elder Long Ling were standing very close.
She turned toward him, placed her right hand over her heart, and bowed solemnly.
"Holy Master."
They exchanged glances and nodded. With Qian Renfeng around, everyone agreed: he is the undisputed heir of the Hall. His sister, Qian Renxue, may be outstanding, but she couldn't win over the elders like her brother did. Being the Angel Family's heir isn't enough—none can dim her light quite like him.
At this moment, Poison Douluo Cidu Bo watched Qian Renfeng from afar, chuckling to himself:
"See?" he said. "Some things—you need professionals for. Intimidation or persuasion—we've had two more years' practice than you!"
He looked at the two red-clothed evil soul masters lying battered around him. Their eyelids were chewed after their snakes bit them.
Qian Renfeng sighed:
"As expected of the Poison Douluo—throwing snakes at people. That's something only you could do."
Cidu Bo gestured grandly:
"No, no, no! Second Young Master, you misunderstood—I didn't use real snakes. I transformed them with my soul power, and added weird powders—itching dust, sniff-powder, hemorrhage grass. Usually, they're useless—even Soul Emperor level wouldn't be affected. But your Sixth Soul Skill sealed their souls, so the toxins entered effectively. And guess what? It worked."
Qian Renfeng couldn't help but laugh.
"They confessed."
Cidu Bo nodded:
"Turns out, the Blood Toad Sect has three Title Douluos and five Soul Emperors. Their strength is high for evil Soul Masters, but not top-tier—there are at least two stronger evil sects. Their main goal was to recruit me into the Blood Toad Sect, to prepare for an upcoming Evil Soul Master Alliance."