"Yes, My Lord."
Hong Juan smiled beautifully upon hearing this.
Rich blood aura immediately permeated from her body.
A roll of blood-red silk appeared out of thin air, with faint blood light flowing on the silk.
Two soul rings, one white and one yellow, surrounded by blood aura, rose from the soles of Hong Juan's feet and floated around her.
At this time, Electrolux's voice rang out in Wang Lin's ear again.
With such a rich level of blood aura, at least hundreds of people have died at this girl's hands.
Hearing this, Wang Lin no longer looked at Hong Juan, but looked at the youth who was grabbed by the black-robed man again.
"Senior, trouble you to let him summon his martial soul."
"Hmph!"
The black-robed man snorted coldly and patted the youth's shoulder.
Swish!
A black strange phantom appeared behind the youth.
Faint death aura permeated from the youth's body, and simultaneously, a yellow soul ring also rose from the youth's feet.
He hasn't harmed anyone; it is the death aura inherent to the Resentful Soul.
Elder Yi's voice rang out again.
Wang Lin came back to his senses, looked at Hong Juan, and asked again: "Tell me about your situation, starting from when you awakened your martial soul."
"Ah... okay."
Hong Juan was stunned for a moment, then immediately told Wang Lin her story.
The story content was also very simple.
Her whole family was killed.
Under the stimulation, she awakened the Bloodthirsty Silk martial soul.
For revenge, she slaughtered a small village, and the object of her revenge was just a Soul Master.
After succeeding in revenge, she was muddled.
In order to cultivate, she continued to slaughter innocent small villages, attracted the attention of the Holy Spirit Cult, and was then recruited.
It had to be said that this Hong Juan told the story vividly.
If disregarding those small villages she innocently slaughtered, Wang Lin would have almost cried for Hong Juan.
"Congratulations. You have avenged your great enmity and have no more wishes."
Wang Lin suddenly spoke.
"Uh..."
The sudden sentence stunned Hong Juan, but she reacted quickly and replied: "Thank you, Holy Spirit Lord."
This little girl had completely treated Wang Lin as a Holy Spirit Disciple of the Holy Spirit Cult; after all, the highest rank she had seen was a Holy Spirit Disciple.
"No need to thank me."
Wang Lin waved his hand and turned back to look at the old man.
"We can start."
"No need to ask about this?" the old man asked upon seeing this.
"No need."
"Then let's start."
"Okay."
Wang Lin nodded.
The abundant soul power in his body surged into the Life Magic Wand in his hand.
Densely packed strange gray patterns appeared along with pale azure light.
Practice makes perfect; Wang Lin held the Life Magic Wand and directly approached Hong Juan.
Soft pale azure light shone on Hong Juan's martial soul, the Bloodthirsty Silk.
Whoosh!
The sound of evaporating mist rang out.
Faint blood color drifted away from the Bloodthirsty Silk.
The blood aura surrounding Hong Juan's body also dissipated constantly.
The old man and the black-robed man both stared wide-eyed at this scene.
Under the difference in cultivation, a Soul Grandmaster was obviously much easier to purify than a Titled Douluo powerhouse.
As the blood aura on Hong Juan's body was constantly purified, the blood-red light on the blood-red silk floating beside her quickly dissipated.
Even the blood aura surrounding Hong Juan's white and yellow soul rings disappeared at this moment.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Hong Juan, who looked like an Evil Soul Master just a moment ago, had now completely turned into a "normal" Soul Master.
Moreover, her cultivation did not suffer any loss.
The old man and the black-robed man immediately flashed and appeared beside Hong Juan, checking her condition.
Wang Lin ignored their actions and walked to the youth on his own, speaking: "You saw it just now. If you don't want to be an Evil Soul Master, don't resist."
The youth nodded and controlled his martial soul, that black phantom, to approach Wang Lin.
Compared to Hong Juan's Bloodthirsty Silk, the youth's Resentful Soul martial soul was much easier to purify.
Whoosh!
Death aura evaporated constantly.
The black phantom became more and more transparent, finally leaving only a blurry transparent phantom floating in the air.
The youth's face immediately showed a joyful expression.
The old man and the black-robed man checked the youth's condition again.
After confirming that the blood aura and death aura in both of their bodies had been purified by Wang Lin.
The joy on the old man's face could not be stopped.
His aged voice finally rang out.
"This old man is named Long Xiaoyao. Kid Wang Lin, am I qualified to be your master?"
It really is Long Xiaoyao!
Criticizing inwardly, Wang Lin noticed the joy on Long Xiaoyao's face and also put on a look of surprise, immediately speaking: "Dragon Emperor Douluo, Long Xiaoyao, one of the Black and White Holy Dragons!?"
Amidst the surprise, he also realized that this was an opportunity that might never come again if missed, so he immediately spoke.
"Master, please accept a bow from your disciple!"
Saying this, Wang Lin bowed to Long Xiaoyao.
Long Xiaoyao didn't care much about these formalities.
He nodded with a smile and patted Wang Lin's shoulder to show encouragement.
The black-robed man to the side also removed his black robe.
He was also an old man, but his skin was very dark, his two eyebrows were one high and one low, very distinctive.
On his forehead was a large black character 'King', and his figure was relatively thin and small.
"This old man is named Zhang Peng," Zhang Peng also spoke.
"Ha, don't know him."
A casual remark directly made Zhang Peng frown.
But now he couldn't threaten Wang Lin like before, nor was it appropriate to scold Wang Lin for this.
After all, Wang Lin had upgraded from a shotgun to a cannon.
With one call of 'Master', he was Long Xiaoyao's disciple.
Simply put, he had a background.
To mix in society, one must have power and background.
Although he retorted to Zhang Peng, Wang Lin still recognized Zhang Peng, this "Semi-Evil Soul Master."
"Master, can you leave one for me? I can restore their martial soul back," Wang Lin called out 'Master' extremely smoothly.
"Restore it back!?"
Hearing this, Long Xiaoyao was inevitably confused.
"Mn, restore it back."
Saying this, Wang Lin followed the method Electrolux had just taught in his mind and controlled his soul power to input into the Life Magic Wand in his hand.
Unlike before, only a small portion of the azure-gold Life Magic Wand lit up with vertical patterns.
A trace of pure death aura surged out from the Life Magic Wand in Wang Lin's hand as the patterns lit up.
Under the youth's terrified gaze, it landed on the youth's martial soul which had already been purified clean.
With Zhang Peng controlling the youth from the side, the youth could not struggle.
He could only watch helplessly as the death aura landed on his martial soul.
The transparent phantom turned back to black again, even darker than before, a black that was even more pure.
Swish!
Azure-gold light flashed between Wang Lin's eyebrows.
The Life Magic Wand in his hand was also retracted into his eyebrows, entering his spiritual sea.
"What about me!?"
Seeing Wang Lin retract his martial soul, Hong Juan immediately asked.
Unlike that youth, Hong Juan still identified with her identity as an Evil Soul Master.
Only an Evil Soul Master could give her the power to control her own life.
"Congratulations. You have avenged your great enmity and have no more wishes."
Wang Lin looked at Hong Juan.
He did not answer, but expressionlessly repeated the words he had said to this girl before.