Chapter 1066 Fig Leaf

Blood Pearl ran all the way and fled back to Buqun Mountain.

Buqun Mountain is just a small earthen slope, but it is an abandoned place with a wide view.

There is a tower-shaped building on the mountain, which is the main hall of the Soul Palace.

"Zhou Ran, you wait for me, I will definitely take revenge!"

Blood Pearl gnashed her teeth, she will never forget the humiliation Zhou Ran brought to her.

Not only did she return in defeat, but even the high-level monster Taishan she controlled was destroyed. Zhou Ran must pay for this debt with blood.

When they arrived at the Soul Palace lobby, the Soul Palace Master Yi Sheren sat on the throne, looking coldly at Blood Pearl below.

"Blood Pearl, as the Soul Palace Soul Master, not only did you fail in your mission and damage the reputation of the Soul Palace, but even Taishan was killed. Do you still have the face to come back?"

Yi Sheren had already seen through everything and questioned fiercely.

Xue Zhenzhu knelt down quickly and said, "I have done a bad job, please punish me, Soul Master!"

In the hall, there was not only Hall Master Yi Sheren, but also other Soul Masters of the Soul Hall. All of them looked at Xue Zhenzhu with contempt.

"A woman who only relies on her looks can't really make it!"

"If I were her, how could I have the face to stay in the Soul Hall?"

"Her role is not even as good as that of a monster!"

Everyone was talking about it, and their words were full of sarcasm.

Hall Master Yi Sheren was naturally not a man who pitied women.

No matter how beautiful Xue Zhenzhu was, he would not show mercy.

"Xue Zhenzhu, don't blame me!"

Yi Sheren snorted coldly and stretched out his hand.

The Soul Hall Master suddenly had a long whip in his hand.

Seeing the long whip, Xue Zhenzhu begged for mercy: "Please have mercy on me, Hall Master, and don't use the soul whip!"

However, begging for mercy was useless, and Yi Sheren's soul whip had already fallen on Xue Zhenzhu.

"Pah!", "Pah!", "Pah!"

The crisp sounds echoed throughout the hall of the Soul Palace.

Xue Zhenzhu was whipped more than a dozen times in a row, and her body was not injured at all, but she became more and more haggard.

For practitioners, skin injuries are nothing, only injuries to the soul are feared.

The soul-beating whip is such a magical weapon, which will not cause harm to the body, but can destroy the soul.

Xue Zhenzhu felt that her soul was covered with bruises and it was already difficult to continue. She lay on the ground, her body twitching and foaming at the mouth.

Yi Sheren finally stopped and took back the soul-beating whip.

"Take her away!"

Two people immediately dragged Xue Zhenzhu away.

Everyone in the Soul Palace was trembling with fear when they saw the soul master Xue Zhenzhu being beaten by the soul-beating whip.

Xue Zhenzhu's soul was damaged. If she wanted to fully recover, she would have to wait for three to five years, and even if she recovered, her soul would lose its resistance to turbid breath.

In other words, her strength could no longer grow. Once she forced herself into the realm of immortals, there was only one way waiting for her, that is, to become a monster.

After punishing the blood pearl, Yi Sheren looked at the other disciples of the Soul Palace.

"The Soul Palace is the ruler of the abandoned land, but we are also expelled people! It is not so easy to survive in the immortal world. If any of you do not do a good job, it will not be as easy as a whip!"

After throwing down a sentence, Yi Sheren came to the back hall of the Soul Palace.

The back hall is quiet and is a good place to meet people.

An envoy in a red cloak came to Yi Sheren. Yi Sheren changed his dignity in front of the disciples of the Soul Palace and knelt on one knee to the envoy.

"Your Excellency has come. I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar. Please forgive me!"

The envoy did not talk too much nonsense with Yi Sheren, but just said: "I am here to pick up the goods."

"Yes!"

Yi Sheren did not dare to talk too much nonsense and immediately opened the mechanism of the back hall.

A secret passage appeared in front of the two, and Yi Sheren led the envoy into the secret passage.

Not long after, they arrived at a secret room.

The secret room was full of hanging corpses,

but Yisheren and the messenger did not feel creepy at all and walked through the corpses.

The messenger suddenly said: "Yisher, although these monsters can plunder souls, when they devour souls, the souls will also be consumed. That person is a little dissatisfied with this."

Yisheren said with a bitter face: "There is nothing we can do about it. If the Soul Palace does not rely on the power of monsters but takes action personally, I am afraid that the Elders Council will not be able to sit still, right?"

"Elders Council?" The messenger sneered, "Aren't they alive because of the souls of living people? The peace and harmony of the Changsheng Realm is nothing but a joke that deceives itself!"

As he spoke, Yisheren had brought the messenger to the center of the secret room.

There is a crystal bottle here, and the soul stored in the crystal bottle is shining.

When the messenger saw the crystal bottle, his face suddenly darkened: "Why are there so few?"

Yisheren said helplessly: "There are only a few villages in the abandoned land. If there are no more exiles, I am afraid that the soul trading can only be declared over!"

"Nonsense!" The messenger glared at Yisheren, making Yisheren dare not say anything. "Yisheren, although you are the master of the Soul Palace and control a piece of land, you are just a dog of that man! Don't forget, you are also an exile. If it weren't for that man, you would have been annihilated long ago. A dog who doesn't know how to be grateful has no need to live!"

The messenger's words were full of intimidation. After hearing this, Yisheren was immediately terrified.

"The Soul Palace will do its best to provide more souls! Please go back and say a few good words, don't abandon the Soul Palace!"

Yisheren kept begging, and the messenger carefully put the crystal bottle into the Qiankun Ring.

"Yisheren, you must remember that although the soul trade is not open to the public, it is the largest industry in the Changsheng World! Once there is not enough soul supply, the entire Changsheng World will fall into chaos! At that time, the dignified Soul Palace Master will only be a scapegoat for the bigwigs!"

As soon as the messenger finished speaking, he swaggered out of the secret room.

The Soul Palace Master Yisheren was trembling all over. The messenger's words made him unable to calm down at all, and he froze in the secret room.

As the messenger said just now, the soul trade is a huge industrial chain, and at the bottom of this industrial chain is the Soul Palace that plunders souls.

It secretly snatches souls in the abandoned land without telling the Elders, but serves the hypocrites of the Elders.

If something really happened, Soul Palace would naturally bear the brunt and become the final scapegoat.

The so-called clean land was just the last fig leaf for those in power in the Immortal Realm. Yi Sheren sneered at this, but did not dare to say a word against it.