"Did he die of anger, or did I kill him? Just look at his eyes, wide open." Oslo mocked the corpse without restraint—no wonder he was the most irreverent member of the Emperor Battle Team.
But that's what a traitor deserves.
Oslo stepped forward and searched Yu Luomian's body. Soon, he found the secret order given to him by the Fallen Angel earlier. Opening it, he was immediately shocked. The thing Yu Luomian was tasked to do was truly earth-shattering.
"Is what's written here really true?" Oslo swallowed nervously. Thankfully, he'd dealt with Yu Luomian, or if the contents of this letter spread from the Upper Three Sects, the war between Spirit Hall and the three sects might have started ahead of schedule.
He quickly put the secret order away. At first, he'd thought to trade this for information from Golden Crocodile Douluo, but now he realized that wouldn't work. After all, Golden Crocodile Douluo was also with Spirit Hall—he would never allow the contents of the order to leak.
Oslo prepared to leave quickly. He hadn't gotten far when he saw a man in golden robes waiting ahead.
"Your Excellency Golden Crocodile!" Oslo greeted respectfully. As expected of a Super Douluo among Title Douluos—even though he wasn't an agility-type, his speed was impressive. He'd already dealt with the Fallen Angel and still caught up.
"So you were the one hiding in the shadows—the little brat in the Emperor Battle Team with the Black Leopard martial soul. I didn't expect your strength to be so remarkable now, to kill Yu Luomian, a Soul Douluo, single-handedly." Golden Crocodile Douluo praised.
He'd been out gathering intelligence at the border recently and had just returned, so he didn't know Oslo was supposed to be dead. Thus, seeing him wasn't too shocking. What surprised him was Oslo's unexpectedly great strength.
"Your Excellency overpraises me—it was just luck." In front of Golden Crocodile Douluo, Oslo rarely set aside his pride.
"There's no such thing as luck in matters like these. So, are you interested in joining Spirit Hall? I'd be willing to take you as my disciple. With your current talent, plus my guidance and Spirit Hall's resources, you'll surely become a worshipper of Spirit Hall someday, enjoying supreme power and status." Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn't hide his interest. Oslo's talent already surpassed even their Golden Generation.
"Thank you, Your Excellency, but I must refuse. Everything I have was given by my brother Tianlin, so I've already decided to follow only him from now on." Oslo stated his position seriously. With a life-saving trump card, he didn't need to pretend or play along.
Golden Crocodile Douluo shook his head helplessly. "Sigh, you geniuses are all so stubborn. Actually, joining Spirit Hall is the best way to get cultivated, but if you refuse, so be it—I won't force you. I'm here for something else. You've been secretly following Yu Luomian, haven't you? I want all the intelligence on what he's been up to recently. In exchange, I'll give you all the information I've gathered. Don't worry—I've already reached an understanding with Jun Tianlin on this matter. Trading with me isn't betraying him."
Oslo nodded. "If that's the case, Your Excellency, I'm willing to trade information."
Soon, Oslo divulged all of Yu Luomian's recent activities, except for the secret letter, which he concealed.
Golden Crocodile also handed Oslo a thick stack of documents. "Take these back and let Ning Fengzhi and Jun Tianlin analyze them thoroughly—maybe they'll find some clues."
"Thank you, Your Excellency!"
Oslo took the stack, sighing inwardly. Golden Crocodile Douluo was indeed worthy of being Spirit Hall's Second Worship—to have gathered so much intelligence in such a short time. He probably still withheld some things he didn't want the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to know.
But that was only natural. If Oslo could hide things, so could Golden Crocodile. They were partners, not loving comrades—using each other was normal, and being cautious was to be expected.
Golden Crocodile left once he got what he wanted. His greatest prize this time was capturing the Fallen Angel Douluo alive—with Spirit Hall's interrogation methods, even the tightest lips would be forced open.
Watching Golden Crocodile leave, Oslo finally relaxed. The pressure from him was immense—even Tang Hao, who had once killed him, didn't exert such pressure. This was a ninety-eighth-level Super Douluo, after all.
"I'd better hurry and deliver this to Xiao Tian!" Oslo flashed away, using both leg soul bones, racing back toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
…
At this moment, within the sect, Yu Tianheng and a few other invited guests had begun to arrive.
Who would have thought the youngest member of their team, Tianlin, would be getting married? Time truly flies.
In one room, Tianlin's mother was combing Ning Rongrong's hair. This should have been Ning Rongrong's mother's job, but since she had passed away, Mo Lan took over.
"One stroke, white hair together; two strokes, children fill your hall." Mo Lan gently combed Ning Rongrong's beautiful hair.
"Mother, I'm a little nervous," said Ning Rongrong.
"Marriage is a big event for any girl—it's normal to be nervous. But you and Xiao Tian grew up together, so you needn't worry too much." Mo Lan smiled.
Ning Rongrong nodded. "I know, Mother. I'm just worried I won't be able to help Brother Sword in the future. He'll have many enemies to face. I want to stand by his side."
Mo Lan smiled. "I'm just an ordinary person and don't understand your Soul Master matters, but I believe in my son. If he proposed to you at this time, it means he's confident he can lead you through every hardship. You must also have confidence in yourself. Isn't it because you believe you have the ability to stand with him that you're marrying him now?"
"Thank you, Mother!" Comforted by Mo Lan, Ning Rongrong let go of her worries and immersed herself in the happiness to come.
Not long after, Zhu Zhuqing, Bai Chenxiang, Ye Lingling, and Huanyin brought her the wedding dress.
Zhu Zhuqing was especially cheerful today, no trace of her usual coolness. After being secluded for so long, attending a best friend's wedding was a rare joy.
After careful dressing, Ning Rongrong was breathtakingly beautiful. After obtaining the Ice Snow Maiden's martial soul, her appearance and bearing were no less than Qian Renxue or Bibi Dong.