Douluo: The Blind Ascendant

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Wang Ming had been standing outside the conference room, never leaving, so he naturally heard Bibi Dong's questioning of Torres and the other three.

"Asura has finally brought the Spirit Hall headquarters here. I knew I bet right, but I didn't expect the Holy Maiden to come personally. Asura's identity is truly extraordinary," Wang Ming clenched his fists, his eyes filled with endless hatred.

Upon hearing Bibi Dong's summons, Wang Ming didn't hesitate and walked into the conference room.

"Wang Ming!" Torres looked at the person who entered in surprise. At first, Torres thought Bibi Dong was referring to someone with the same name, as Wang Ming was a common name.

"Holy Maiden, you must be joking. I know Wang Ming well. He's just a janitor at the Spirit Hall with an innate soul power of only level one. How can his words be trusted?" Torres confidently smiled at Bibi Dong.

However, Wang Ming didn't even glance at Torres. Instead, he bowed to Bibi Dong and said, "Your subordinate greets the Holy Maiden."

Lin Yongming watched with interest, curious to see how Wang Ming would prove the information he had provided.

"Wang Ming, speak," Bibi Dong nodded.

"I can guarantee that every piece of information in the document is accurate because I was the one who sent it to the Spirit Hall. But for so many years, I've received no response," Wang Ming said, his head lowered.

"Wang Ming, I'm warning you not to speak nonsense," Torres hurriedly interjected, then turned to Bibi Dong. "Holy Maiden, this is slander."

"Silence!" Bibi Dong scolded Torres, then continued to Wang Ming, "Wang Ming, go on. Since you wrote these letters of accusation, do you have any evidence?"

"Holy Maiden, you mentioned my family earlier. I am the younger brother of the girl from the family of four that Torres killed. I was only four years old at the time. My sister had a fiancé and had always refused Torres. That night, Torres brought people to forcibly take my sister, knocked me unconscious, killed my parents, and set our house on fire. Luckily, the village chief hadn't gone to bed yet and found me still breathing. He saved me, but my body was badly burned," Wang Ming recounted his past.

Torres's face grew darker. "Wang Ming, shut up! This is just your story. I've kept you by my side all these years. Haven't I treated you well? Now you're slandering me. Isn't this biting the hand that feeds you? Where's the evidence?"

"Yes, my dear Bishop, you kept me by your side, treating me like a dog, kicking and punching me whenever you were unhappy. But I didn't care. I endured the humiliation all these years, staying close to you to gather evidence. I knew that one day, I would see the day when I could avenge my family," Wang Ming laughed bitterly, his voice filled with resentment.

"Enough talk. Where's the evidence?" Torres sneered.

"Take a look at this," Wang Ming pulled out a badge.

"This is your badge, isn't it? I took it from my mother's hand back then. It's of good quality. Even after being burned in the fire, it didn't break. I've kept it all these years as a reminder."

"Even if it's a badge with my name on it, it could be forged," Torres stubbornly denied.

"Hmph, I knew you'd say that. That's why I saved up money and bought a rare sound-recording soul tool at an auction. Luckily, no one paid attention to such a seemingly useless soul tool. I hid it in your office," Wang Ming sneered, then channeled his soul power into a device that resembled a horn. Soon, Torres's voice, along with conversations with others, played out.

The recording was long and detailed.

Hiss~ Isn't this just a fancy recorder? Lin Yongming thought to himself.

"Torres, do you have anything else to say?" Bibi Dong asked coldly.

"Holy Maiden, these voices could be forged. He could have found someone with a similar voice and slightly altered it to fabricate this," Torres defended himself again.

"Torres, stop trying to escape blame. I've already gathered all your records. This is the ledger of bribes you received from nobles, isn't it? And I know you have a secret room, which serves as your hidden base," Wang Ming pulled out another book.

"By the way, the 500,000 gold soul coins Robert gave you two days ago are recorded here, right? And it was me who notified Asura to escape Suotuo City that day," Wang Ming sneered.

"That's right. When I was about to leave the Spirit Fighting Hotel, Wang Ming ran into the lobby and told me to leave through the back door, allowing me to avoid facing the Mad Tiger directly. He also informed me of your situation and asked me to report it to the Spirit Hall headquarters," Lin Yongming nodded, corroborating Wang Ming's story.

"Torres, do you admit your crimes now?" Lin Yongming demanded.

"Torres, you probably didn't know that Asura's real name is Lin Yongming, a genius who earned the Yellow Record Medal at the age of seven. Even without the previous incidents, the fact that you conspired to hunt down a Yellow Record Medal holder is unforgivable," Bibi Dong said coldly.

"The Yellow Record Medal! Holy Maiden, I admit my mistakes. Can you plead with His Holiness the Pope to spare my life? I'm willing to hand over all my assets. Please consider my years of service in guarding the Suotuo City Spirit Hall. Even if I have no merits, I've worked hard," Torres's expression changed rapidly as he begged Bibi Dong, kneeling and inching closer to her.

"It's too late for that. You should've thought of this earlier. The Pope has already issued a death sentence for you as an example to others," Bibi Dong snorted. "Members of the Judgment Team, arrest them."

"Damn you, Holy Maiden! Die!" Before Bibi Dong could finish her order, Torres, now within a meter of her, suddenly lunged forward. "Brothers, follow me and capture this girl!"

However, Lin Yongming quickly stepped in front of Bibi Dong. "Block!"

He took the full force of Torres's strike, causing him to stagger back and collide with Bibi Dong.

It turned out that Lin Yongming, using his Mind's Eye and Wave Perception abilities, had sensed Torres's rapidly accelerating heartbeat. Seeing Torres feign surrender and approach Bibi Dong, Lin Yongming had already guessed his plan: to capture Bibi Dong and escape.

"You're asking for death!" Torres was momentarily stunned by Lin Yongming's speed but quickly recovered, preparing to strike again.

But at that moment, the conference room's window shattered as a powerful force burst through, accompanied by an emotionless voice: "Fifth Soul Skill, Ghost Shadow Earth Hand!"

Lin Yongming stood up to see that Torres and his three assistants were now standing in a pool of black water, from which numerous black hands emerged, grabbing hold of the four.

A shadowy figure then floated in through the window, nine dazzling soul rings glowing around him.

"A Title Douluo! A Spirit Hall elder!" Torres's face turned pale with terror upon seeing Ghost Douluo. "Damn it, Spirit Avatar!"

Torres immediately activated his seventh soul ring, preparing to unleash his Spirit Avatar.

"Hmph! You're courting death. Explode!" Ghost Douluo snorted coldly, and the ghostly hands gripping the four crushed their spirits, instantly crippling their cultivation.

"Pfft!"

All four spat out a mouthful of blood. The three assistants fainted on the spot, while Torres remained conscious but, without his spirit or soul power, collapsed like a limp rag.

The Black Injury Team quickly moved in to restrain all four.

Hiss~ A Title Douluo is truly terrifying! A Soul Saint is like an ant in their hands, Lin Yongming thought, shocked.

"Blind boy, are you okay?" Bibi Dong helped Lin Yongming up, her voice filled with concern. "Why did you act so recklessly? I was baiting him to make a move by letting him get close to me."

"Wang Ming, bring the healing soul master here," Bibi Dong ordered upon seeing the trace of blood at the corner of Lin Yongming's mouth.

"Right away, Holy Maiden," Wang Ming hurried out.

"Uh… My Wave Perception picked up Torres's rapidly accelerating heartbeat, so I thought he was about to attack. I didn't realize you had a Title Douluo elder with you. I overreacted," Lin Yongming said awkwardly.

He had assumed Bibi Dong, being young, hadn't noticed Torres's intentions. It hadn't occurred to him that she had everything under control, and he'd forgotten about the Title Douluo present.

"Even if Elder Ghost couldn't intervene in time, Captain Black Injury was here. It wasn't your place to act. I should've explained the plan to you earlier," Bibi Dong sighed.

"Holy Maiden, this young brother didn't know the situation, so it's understandable. However, his keen perception and quick reflexes are impressive. No wonder the Pope awarded him the Yellow Record Medal at such a young age," Captain Black Injury praised, looking at Lin Yongming.

"Sigh… I acted too hastily. I hope I didn't ruin your plans," Lin Yongming shook his head helplessly.

"Holy Maiden, the healing soul master is here," Wang Ming returned with an elderly man.

"Holy Maiden!"

"Hurry, heal him," Bibi Dong urged.

"Understood! Third Soul Skill, Spring Breeze Bath."

Lin Yongming immediately felt a soothing, spring-like energy flow through his body, stabilizing the internal shock caused by Torres's strike. The healing effect was good, though it still couldn't compare to the Blue Silver Emperor's healing abilities.

After about ten minutes, Lin Yongming spoke up, "Thank you. I'm feeling much better."

"Are you okay now?" Bibi Dong asked.

"Yes, I'm fine. Holy Maiden, we should focus on the matter at hand," Lin Yongming reminded her.

"Wang Ming, aside from these three, who else has been colluding with Torres?" Bibi Dong turned to Wang Ming.

"Holy Maiden, there are five more guards in the hall who are involved. They're here today," Wang Ming replied promptly.

"Captain Black Injury, follow Wang Ming and round them up."

"Yes!"

Two men were left to carry Torres and the others out of the conference room and into the main hall.

Soon, Captain Black Injury and Wang Ming returned with their subordinates, escorting the five guards into the hall.

"Holy Maiden, they're all here," Captain Black Injury reported.

"Good. Captain Black Injury, prepare to take these nine men back to Spirit City tomorrow morning. The remaining five will accompany me to Balak City to deal with the Kang family," Bibi Dong instructed.

"Understood," the captain nodded.

"Wang Ming, you mentioned Torres has a secret room. Take us there and show us what he's been hiding," Bibi Dong then said to Wang Ming.

"Yes, Holy Maiden. Everyone, please follow me," Wang Ming said respectfully, leading the way out of the hall.

They circled around to the back of the hall, where the living quarters were located. Wang Ming opened the central room, which was Torres's bedroom.

He then led them to Torres's study, where a hidden passage behind a bookshelf led to the secret room.

"Holy Maiden, this is it," Wang Ming revealed the hidden mechanism.

The stairs led downward, and Bibi Dong and Lin Yongming, followed by Ghost Douluo, descended into the secret room.

The dimly lit passage opened into a shocking scene.

The secret room was divided into five chambers, each filled with various obscene instruments.

"This is no different from the work of an evil soul master. How depraved must one be to sink to such depths? Even evil soul masters aren't this twisted," Bibi Dong said, her anger boiling over.

The instruments and the stains on the floor suggested that countless people had suffered unimaginable torment here.

"To avoid alerting him, this is my first time coming here. My sister must have been tortured to death here. I hate him! I wish I could cut him into a thousand pieces!" Wang Ming punched the wall, roaring.

"I never imagined Torres could be so mentally twisted," Lin Yongming sighed.

"The innermost room is locked. That must be where Torres stored his ill-gotten wealth," Bibi Dong said, walking over.

Ghost Douluo forcefully broke the door open, revealing piles of boxes filled with treasures and gold soul coins, totaling at least several million.

"Hiss~ How much did Torres embezzle?" Bibi Dong couldn't help but gasp.

"Holy Maiden, there's a girl unconscious behind the boxes," Ghost Douluo moved the boxes aside.

In the corner behind the boxes, a girl lay curled up. Bibi Dong rushed over and knelt beside her.

"She's still breathing. It seems she fainted from hunger. There are no injuries on her body, so she hasn't suffered Torres's cruelty yet," Bibi Dong quickly assessed.

She noticed the girl was around twelve years old, with delicate features.

"Elder Ghost, collect all the wealth. Let's leave," Bibi Dong said, picking up the girl.

"Understood," Ghost Douluo nodded, using a spatial soul tool to store the treasures.

Lin Yongming and the others followed Bibi Dong out of the foul-smelling secret room.

Once outside Torres's room, Bibi Dong asked, "Wang Ming, where's your room? Let's take her there. You can look after her."

"Alright."

Wang Ming led them to a storage room in the Spirit Hall, where a small, clean bed stood amidst piles of clutter.

"Wang Ming, you've endured a lot," Bibi Dong said, her voice tinged with sympathy as she looked around the cramped space.

"It's fine. Now that I've avenged my family, it was all worth it. I'm grateful to you all. Without the headquarters, it would've been impossible for someone with my talent to take revenge on Torres," Wang Ming shook his head, unfazed.

"Sigh… The Spirit Hall has too many members. It's our fault for not paying attention to your letters of accusation earlier. I'll report everything to the Pope when we return," Bibi Dong said firmly.

"Holy Maiden, hearing you say that makes me very happy," Wang Ming looked up at the sky.

Bibi Dong glanced at Wang Ming but said nothing more, returning to the main hall.

Lin Yongming noticed Wang Ming's emotional state and decided to give him some space, refraining from thanking him for earlier.

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