Perhaps sensing Su Ming's sincerity, Nana lowered her head, showing a hint of guilt.
She asked one final question.
"You approached me. What other purpose do you have? I can feel it; your invitation for me to join the Body Sect might be sincere, but your motives aren't pure. You have another reason."
"Yes. I want you, Senior Sister, to take me to the Holy Spirit Cult."
Su Ming's shocking words nearly caused Nana's Spirit Power to go out of control.
She raised her head, staring fixedly at Su Ming. Her Martial Spirit had already附体, and four Spirit Rings rose from her feet. She was ready to strike and kill at any moment.
"How do you know about that?"
"I have a special secret art that allows me to sense the soaring resentment on you, Senior Sister. It's not the resentment of one person, but the accumulated grievances of countless people."
A knife emitting a rich fire element aura appeared in Nana's hand, her Spirit Power surging.
"What do you want to do at the Holy Spirit Cult?"
"I want to find a few Evil Spirit Masters and research their Martial Spirits."
Huh?
Nana had considered that Su Ming might hate evil, thought he might want to join the Holy Spirit Cult, and even suspected that Su Ming was the bait for the Holy Spirit Cult's entrapment this time, having her take him back to their stronghold before revealing his true colors to save effort.
But she never imagined Su Ming would give a reason like researching Evil Spirit Masters.
Shouldn't normal Spirit Masters be afraid upon hearing about Evil Spirit Masters?
Powerful Spirit Masters should detest Evil Spirit Masters upon hearing about them!
How could you think about researching Evil Spirit Masters?
Is that something a normal person would come up with?
While Nana's brain was short-circuiting, Su Ming was chatting with Electrolux within his Sea of Consciousness.
"Since ancient times, evil cultivators have advanced quickly. But your Spirit Master system is very strict; each level consumes the fusion between the Spirit Master and their Martial Spirit. Here in the Sun Moon Empire, Spirit Masters who rely on medicine pills to forcibly increase their Spirit Power have limited strength and can only depend on Spirit Tools. Yet Evil Spirit Masters not only cultivate at an absurdly fast speed but also have exaggerated combat power. There must be a problem with that."
Electrolux also advised Su Ming to research Evil Spirit Masters properly.
The evil path?
Electrolux indicated that he merely restrained evil; he never said he didn't walk the path of evil himself.
Had he not once been the Death God Necromancer, the Calamity of the Undead, Electrolux?
Take the essence and discard the dross, research the methods for rapid success, and remedy the flaws of that rapid success—then it becomes a good cultivation system.
Or perhaps this is the correct path of cultivation, the righteous path.
"Haha, Elder Yi, you truly see things clearly."
Su Ming praised Electrolux's perspective.
"I actually want to start from the aspect of faith. You know, Elder Yi, I have a small talent regarding faith. To replicate the issues with the Evil Spirit Masters' Martial Spirits, I might need a bit of faith related to Evil Spirit Masters."
Why did Su Ming value the faith of Evil Spirit Masters?
Naturally, it was because Evil Spirit Masters cultivated quickly without affecting their combat power, especially in the later stages. Although their cultivation became harder to improve, it wasn't completely blocked!
He wanted to research this point and then apply it to Zhu Jiuyang back in the Soul Land I era.
Moreover, with Elder Yi's help in research, the associated drawbacks could be eliminated!
Unfortunately, his biggest problem wasn't cultivation speed, but his continuously increasing Spirit Power quality, which necessitated the condensation of a Spirit Core.
At this moment, Nana's voice pulled Su Ming back to reality.
"How should I believe what you're saying? Everything you've said so far is just empty words without proof."
Proof?
"This really isn't easy to prove. My Martial Spirit is a Martial Spirit, but not a conventional one; it's Spirit Power itself, which the sect recognized as a Martial Spirit."
Upon hearing this, Nana frowned.
She thought Su Ming could prove it easily, as the Martial Spirit itself should be proof.
Yet Su Ming claimed his Martial Spirit was Spirit Power.
The more he said this, the more she felt he was deceiving her.
Su Ming also knew this. So, although helpless, he still tried to think of a way to prove himself.
"Will this do?"
As he spoke, he released his Spirit Rings.
Yellow, Purple, Black!
The three Spirit Rings appeared, causing Nana to step back repeatedly.
A look of shock and awe appeared on her face.
A ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring!
This junior brother actually had a ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring!
Three rings, one ten-thousand-year. This configuration, even though he was still a Spirit Elder, definitely made him stronger than her.
Because it meant the junior brother before her wasn't a Spirit Engineer, but a normal Spirit Master like herself, who hadn't relied much on medicine pills.
A ten-thousand-year Spirit Skill...
She, a dignified Spirit Ancestor, didn't have one, but the Spirit Elder junior brother across from her did.
In terms of strength, she might truly be inferior.
Nana subconsciously retreated, but she also gradually understood Su Ming's meaning.
This Spirit Ring configuration was enough to indicate his origins.
"Well? Does Senior Sister believe me now?"
Su Ming's Spirit Ring combination itself spoke volumes.
He told Nana he was from the Body Sect, and when proving it, he revealed his Spirit Ring configuration. This configuration naturally became powerful evidence supporting his claim.
The information he revealed at the academy was ambiguous, pointing towards being a genius cultivated with the full resources of the Su Family, showing an unusual Spirit Ring configuration that pointed in another direction.
As for suspecting Su Ming was from Shrek and the Body Sect simultaneously—that was, of course, impossible.
From the Sun Moon Empire's perspective, both were enemies. Would an enemy send a genius of this level to be a spy?
"Junior Brother, I believe you."
Nana voluntarily withdrew her Martial Spirit and Spirit Rings, then signaled for Su Ming to retract his.
The pressure was too great.
Su Ming nodded and withdrew his Spirit Rings.
"Senior Sister, when do we go to the Holy Spirit Cult?"
The corner of Nana's mouth twitched.
This junior brother was so impatient.
"Although your Spirit Ring configuration is exaggerated, Evil Spirit Masters aren't that easy to deal with. Even if we want to capture them for research, we still need to plan properly."
"I am confident I can restrain Evil Spirit Masters. You can rest assured on that point, Senior Sister."
Seeing Su Ming so confident, Nana still wanted to persuade him.
"Senior Sister, I said, I am confident."
As Su Ming spoke, he secretly coordinated with Electrolux to activate an undead magic spell. He raised his hand, and a ball of white flame appeared in his palm.
Seeing this ball of white flame, Nana's pupils contracted to pinpoints.
This is------
A feeling of relief washed over her heart.
With her Martial Spirit possessed, her ghostly perception could feel the resentment around her rapidly draining away, surging towards the white flame in Su Ming's hand. It was as if endless roars filled her ears.
Painful roars, yet mixed with heartfelt pleasure.
After the resentment dissipated, one translucent soul after another briefly materialized, bowed to Su Ming, and then vanished.
"I believe you now."
Nana took a deep breath and bowed solemnly to Su Ming.
These resentful spirits were people imprisoned by Evil Spirit Masters, just like her parents. The difference was that she still had value to be used, so her parents were only being tortured, not truly dead yet.
Out of sympathy, she was naturally happy to see them purified.
"By the way, I still don't know your name, Junior Brother."
"Su Ming."
"Junior Brother Su Ming, I don't know what confidence you have to dare to go alone with me to a Holy Spirit Cult stronghold. I can only warn you that the Holy Spirit Cult is far more dangerous than you imagine."
(Chapter End)