Soul Land 2: Body Sect

Chapter 288: Heading to the Evil Demon Forest

A few hours later, Xue Linglong found Du Qianjue drinking wine at the highest point of the Snow Emperor Palace. He was enjoying himself immensely.

He was sitting atop the Silver Moon Wolf King, a creature that had lived for a hundred thousand years. The wine he was drinking was brewed from the Bright Unicorn, another creature of a hundred thousand years. The wind blowing around him was the chilling breeze of the Extreme North Icefield, at temperatures below -100 degrees Celsius, and the spot he was at was the very top of the Snow Emperor Palace.

It couldn't get better than this.

"Xue'er, come join me for a drink!" Du Qianjue, with a hint of drunkenness on his face, waved at Xue Linglong with a smile.

Xue Linglong smiled and sat down next to him, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Here, try this. It's the best wine I've ever had, made from various fruits and herbs by Shengxin!" Du Qianjue laughed heartily, hugging Xue Linglong's waist as he handed her another jug of fruit wine.

"The taste is truly wonderful. It's a pity that the Extreme North is too cold for brewing wine. Otherwise, we'd have many rare fruits that could be used." Xue Linglong took a small sip and praised the wine, though there was a hint of regret in her voice.

Meanwhile, Shengxin was sulking in the spirit sea. She had spent so much time and effort making this wine, yet she barely got to enjoy it herself before Du Qianjue took it all. He had even taken all the other fine wines she had brewed. When she found out that this was suggested by her "good friend" Bi Ji, Shengxin almost rushed back to the Star Dou Forest to duel her.

(Du Qianjue: Fight! Fight! I love watching women fight!)

But in the end, Du Qianjue's wish didn't come true.

"Is there something you need my help with?" Xue Linglong asked, looking up at him as she drank the wine.

"There is. I want you to come with me to the Evil Demon Forest," Du Qianjue nodded, playing with Xue Linglong's soft, white hair that looked like ice crystals.

"The Evil Emperor? He's not easy to convince…" Xue Linglong frowned. She didn't feel confident about persuading the Evil-Eyed Tyrant to offer himself as a sacrifice.

Before meeting Du Qianjue, Di Tian had lived for 820,000 years, the Evil Emperor for 790,000 years, and Xue Linglong herself for 690,000 years. According to the human ranking of the top ten fierce beasts, the Evil Emperor was ranked even higher than her.

Moreover, the Evil-Eyed Tyrant was the ruler of the Evil Demon Forest, leading the Evil-Eyed tribe as its only master. As the king of his tribe and the ruler of an entire forest, he was the second-strongest beast in the rankings. How could he possibly be willing to sacrifice himself to a human?

Du Qianjue smiled but said nothing. He simply pointed to the center of his forehead.

Under Xue Linglong's curious gaze, two colors of light, purple and green, suddenly shone from Du Qianjue's forehead, forming the image of a staff and an ancient tree.

"This is… a divine inheritance?!" Xue Linglong was stunned, her mouth hanging open in shock.

"As expected from my wife, you have sharp eyes!" Du Qianjue grinned and gave her a thumbs-up.

"When did you receive a divine inheritance?" After a brief moment of surprise, Xue Linglong's expression turned to joy.

"Just a few days ago. When my teacher and I successfully experimented with converting a human soul into a spirit ring, during the process of absorbing it, my consciousness was drawn to the Divine Realm," Du Qianjue explained with a smile. "It was at that moment that I received two divine inheritances."

"Two…" Xue Linglong covered her mouth in disbelief.

Is this the natural talent of humans?

While she was proud and happy for Du Qianjue, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of bitterness in her heart.

She had been cultivating for hundreds of thousands of years, seeking transcendence, but despite being born of the essence of snow, even she had been unable to achieve godhood. Yet her man, a mere eighteen-year-old human, not only had strength on par with hers but had also gained recognition from the gods and received not one, but two divine inheritances.

Xue Linglong felt melancholic.

Unlike the investors in Du Qianjue's spirit sea, who had not made sacrifices, Xue Linglong's thoughts were different.

Can soul beasts really not become gods?

Seeing Xue Linglong's sudden sadness, Du Qianjue guessed the reason and gently pulled her into his arms, comforting her, "Xue'er, as long as I'm here, you can become a god too!"

"You can too!"

"I can…" Xue Linglong closed her eyes peacefully, a slight smile on her lips.

"Thank you, Qianjue!"

After seeing the divine inheritance symbol, Xue Linglong felt more confident about persuading the Evil Emperor. She knew the Evil Emperor was nearing the end of his lifespan, so if he was presented with a guaranteed chance to gain eternal life, he would jump at the opportunity to offer himself as a sacrifice.

Who would choose death when they could live?

Du Qianjue and Xue Linglong didn't even consider the possibility that the Evil Emperor might attack them.

Even Xue Linglong alone could take on the Evil Emperor in his own territory. Eight hundred thousand years of cultivation wasn't a joke, and with Du Qianjue by her side, he could always summon Eve from the undead demiplane.

Three Limit Douluos against one—what chance would the Evil Emperor have?

And if he tried to take over Du Qianjue's body, like in the original story when he possessed Huo Yuhao, he would have to deal with Electrolux and the Gods of Life and Destruction first.

The odds of success were 98%.

The advantage was theirs!

Du Qianjue and Xue Linglong immediately set off, riding the Silver Moon Wolf King straight towards the Sunset Forest.

…

Since Du Qianjue's route was a direct line from the Extreme North Icefield to the Sun Moon Empire, passing through the Evil Demon Forest, he hadn't even crossed the lands of the Douluo Federation.

This meant he didn't know that the Sun Moon Empire and the three Douluo nations had already gone to war.

Even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care.

Onto the Ontology Sect.

"Big brother, are we really not going to intervene?" Jin Peng asked, looking at Du Busi, who was sitting in the main seat.

The other elders of the Ontology Sect also looked at Du Busi, waiting for his decision.

Whatever Du Busi decided, they would support unconditionally.

Looking at the letter from the Heavenly Soul Empire in his hand, Du Busi's expression fluctuated. His brows furrowed deeply, and after a long while, he let out a sigh, his gaze firming up.

"Don't forget what Qianjue said before he left. We've already let the disciples who wanted to return to their countries to defend them go. As for the rest of us, we absolutely must not make a move!" Du Busi said resolutely, though there was a trace of pain deep in his eyes.

"The war between the three great empires and the Sun Moon Empire is unwinnable. We have to think about the Ontology Sect; we can't let it decline under our watch."

"No matter how stifled and frustrated you feel, you must endure it!"

The first battle between the Sun Moon Empire and the Star Luo Empire proved what Du Qianjue had once said: even if the three great empires united, they would not be able to defeat the Sun Moon Empire. Moreover, Shrek Academy, which had been the only force capable of uniting the three empires, had already been destroyed.

Now, the three great empires could only distrust each other and fight their own battles, allowing the Sun Moon Empire to pick them off one by one.

Du Busi also learned about the frontline reports. The Sun Moon Empire had used three ninth-level fixed soul cannon shells, blasting a hole through the Mingdou Mountain Range. The explosion left Dai Hao and the Star Luo Empire's Northwest Army completely stunned, and the entire Mingdou Mountain Range fell in a single day.

And the Star Luo Empire was the strongest of the three empires. The Heavenly Soul Empire and the Dou Ling Empire were far weaker in comparison.

In such a situation, how could the Heavenly Soul Emperor not panic?

So, he quickly sent letters to Du Busi, pleading emotionally and logically, hoping that Du Busi and the Ontology Sect would come out of hiding and help the Heavenly Soul Empire survive the war.

Du Busi was almost driven mad with indecision.

On one side was his homeland, and on the other was the legacy of his sect. Whichever he chose, he would feel immense guilt. Thankfully, Du Qianjue had already arranged for the disciples who wanted to defend their countries to return. This way, the Ontology Sect had still contributed to the war effort.

On top of that, the high-level soul tools that the Ontology Sect had sold would also have a significant impact on the war.

Otherwise, Du Busi's guilt would have been even deeper.

The other elders exchanged glances but remained silent.

It was Lang Ya, who had interacted with Du Qianjue the most, who spoke firmly: "The Sect Master is right. We are members of the Ontology Sect. We cannot let the sect be destroyed under our watch!" (End of the chapter)