Zhuge Lan scratched his head, telling the truth to the other party.
"Currently, she is still unable to perfectly control her spirit power. She must undergo careful guidance before she can fully recover her Titled Douluo strength."
Upon hearing this news, Sword Douluo and Poison Douluo exchanged glances, finally feeling a sense of relief.
As long as the Snowflake Douluo in front of them posed no threat to anyone, it could be said that she was relatively safe.
The only remaining threat was the other Titled Douluo.
It was a pity that no information about the other Titled Douluo was obtained from the other party.
"By the way, after you collected everything from the entire stronghold, did you find any other clues?"
Zhuge Lan asked. He had to quickly figure out the potential threat. There was still no news of the other Titled Douluo.
It truly felt like a thorn stuck in his heart.
They had already destroyed so many Spirit Hall strongholds, yet the other party remained indifferent.
This was obviously too strange.
Snowflake Douluo had temporarily lost her memory and could not provide any valuable information.
It seemed they could only take things one step at a time for now.
"It's strange. In such a large village with two Douluo, Snowflake Douluo and Star Tiger Douluo, there were surprisingly few things. I wonder if your battle just now destroyed some of them."
Poison Douluo took out the three treasures from earlier, but Zhuge Lan didn't even glance at them.
He told them to distribute the items freely.
Poison Douluo took the poisonous sac. He needed to consume some poisons to restore his strength, as he had been forced to use a strength-draining method during the battle.
This caused his hard-earned recovery to fall back to its previous state, making him incredibly frustrated.
However, there was no better way to deal with the current situation.
This also made him feel incredibly bitter.
Sword Douluo had no requests.
After searching the village, the two decided to temporarily stop and rest for a while.
After all, continuous traveling had left them exhausted.
Furthermore, Sword Douluo and Poison Douluo both needed to heal, so Zhuge Lan had no choice but to temporarily protect them and allow them to recover their strength.
......
At night.
Candlelight rose within the Star Dou Forest.
Inside the stronghold.
The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were overjoyed, gathering around the bonfire.
The continuous victories made them beam with joy.
They finally relaxed and took a good rest. A several-thousand-year-old Spirit Beast was roasting over the bonfire, sizzling with oil.
The aroma made everyone's mouths water.
"Master... this is the wine you wanted!"
Xue Ya brought a cup of good wine and handed it to Zhuge Lan, who was cooking the Spirit Beast.
Zhuge Lan drank it all in one gulp, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
It was indeed good wine.
"By the way, is that a Soul Ring storage device on you?" Zhuge Lan casually glanced over and noticed that Xue Ya's waist was adorned with a storage device resembling the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges.
The other party also wore it at her waist, but it only had eighteen milky-white stones. However, in terms of colour and appearance, it was much more pleasing to the eye than the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges.
It was clearly a more advanced item.
"This... Master, I don't know. Why don't you take a look?" Xue Ya did not hesitate, immediately untying her belt and handing it to Zhuge Lan.
Zhuge Lan looked at Xue Ya, confirmed that she was fine, and then took it.
He then infused his spirit power into it. The next second, the Soul Ring vibrated, revealing a vast space within.
The eighteen gems connected, forming a large space of about thirty square meters.
Such a storage device was too small for Zhuge Lan, but for a Titled Douluo, it was extremely rare.
"Hmm, not bad!"
He briefly checked the items inside and found that most of them were cold weapons, Hidden Weapons, and some poisons.
There were also some changes of clothes and a large number of Soul Rings.
Most were several hundred, several thousand, or even tens of thousands of years old. Soul Rings over ten thousand years old were extremely rare, with only two in total.
For Zhuge Lan, these items were simply not worth a second glance.
These things were like trash by the roadside; he didn't even bother to look at them.
Inside, he found a special item: an envelope.
That surprised him. He directly took out the envelope.
"Master..."
"Ah, I'm sorry, this is a letter I wrote to you. The content is a bit mushy, so I won't let you see it. Now that you've lost your memory, well... you understand."
Zhuge Lan made up some excuses, but he didn't expect Xue Ya, that girl, to actually believe him.
"Master, then you take it. I won't look, I won't look!" Xue Ya shook her head like a rattle drum. To be honest, after shedding her cold assassin's expression, she was truly quite adorable.
This also made Zhuge Lan glad that he hadn't killed her back then.
Having such an attractive maid by his side was a rare good fortune in the world for him.
Soon.
Everyone was still enjoying the rare peace at the gathering. At this time, Zhuge Lan had quietly returned to his room and opened the letter.
The content of the letter: "Temporarily do not kill Zhuge Lan. Try to preserve the other members within the Spirit Hall. Once anyone dares to leak secrets, kill them without mercy."
Huh?
Seeing this content, Zhuge Lan was utterly bewildered.
What was all this?
Was there a mistake?
Why does it say 'temporarily do not kill me'?
It sounds as if he could kill me at any time.
Zhuge Lan looked at the content on the envelope, his face turning completely dark.
He hadn't seen such arrogant words in a long time.
Unfortunately, the envelope only contained mission instructions, but it didn't explain why Zhuge Lan wasn't to be killed yet.
This directly became an unsolved mystery.
It caused endless suspicion in Zhuge Lan's heart, but it was only suspicion.
He had no plans yet.
He casually held the envelope in mid-air, and a wisp of flame burned it to ashes.
The ashes of the envelope scattered with the wind, as if it had never appeared.
At this moment.
Xue Ya pushed the door open, her innocent eyes looking at Zhuge Lan. She was still holding a plate, and on the plate was roasted meat.
"Master, your meat is here!"
Looking at the obedient and sensible Xue Ya, Zhuge Lan couldn't help but sigh.
"What's wrong, Master? Is there something I didn't do well enough?" Xue Ya panicked when she saw Zhuge Lan sighing.
After coming over, she worriedly asked if she had made any mistakes.
"No, I'm just troubled about how to help you recover. This is a huge problem."
Zhuge Lan said, pretending to be very troubled.