Bibi Dong's Reckoning, Soul Poison

The Pope's Scepter tapped the ground with a thud.

Yu Xiaogang shuddered violently, his face turning ashen with fright.

Bibi Dong was serious!

The pressure she had unleashed just now was no joke. She truly wanted to kill him.

She was only holding herself back.

"M-me? What crime have I committed?"

Yu Xiaogang jutted his neck out. If he admitted guilt now, wouldn't he be finished?

He had to keep living. He still had dreams to fulfill, and he absolutely couldn't die here.

Bibi Dong snorted heavily. "You really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin. You stole confidential materials from the Spirit Hall library. That's your crime!"

"You toyed with women and did things that defied human decency. That's a crime too!"

Both could be counted as crimes, so putting Yu Xiaogang on trial would naturally be easy.

But Yu Xiaogang naturally wouldn't admit it so easily.

If he did, his life would be ruined.

"You were the one who took me to the library's materials..."

"Shut up! I took you inside, but I never said you could share those materials with outsiders!"

Bibi Dong cut him off. "Your disciple is Tang San, isn't he?"

At the mention of Tang San, Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat.

Had Little San been exposed?

No, that shouldn't be possible!

Other than him, no one could know Tang San's identity.

Tang San had never shown the Clear Sky Hammer in front of outsiders, so there was no way anyone could recognize him.

"That's right, Little San is my disciple."

"Harboring Tang Hao's son? You certainly have some nerve. Are you openly setting yourself against Spirit Hall?"

Bibi Dong's gaze was fixed firmly on him, the killing intent in her eyes impossible to conceal.

Perhaps he had been training Tang San to target Spirit Hall all along.

She believed Spirit Hall had never wronged him.

It had even given him considerable benefits.

But what had come of it?

Not only was Yu Xiaogang ungrateful, he had also taken to training the son of Spirit Hall's enemy.

He was plainly intent on destroying Spirit Hall.

Chu Xuan also knew what Yu Xiaogang was like.

Strictly speaking, he and Tang San were the same kind of person.

A drop of kindness earned one the path to death.

But in some respects, Yu Xiaogang went even further.

Spirit Hall had already helped him a great, great deal, yet when he discovered Tang San's identity, he neither refused to train him nor reported him.

Instead, he went straight to training him.

Why was that?

Naturally, it was to destroy Spirit Hall.

The reason he wanted to destroy Spirit Hall might have lain in the help it had given him.

Perhaps he didn't want anyone to know that the materials behind the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul came from Spirit Hall.

Because once people found out, his name and reputation would be ruined.

All the glory he had enjoyed before would fade away.

When Yu Xiaogang heard Bibi Dong reveal Tang San's identity, he completely lost his composure.

It really had leaked out. His identity had been exposed!

"Y-you, what are you talking about?"

Sweat was pouring out of him uncontrollably, but he didn't dare admit it.

Once he did, his guilt would be even greater.

Spirit Hall had never stopped hunting Tang Hao.

Everyone knew they were enemies. Helping Tang Hao meant going against Spirit Hall.

"Must I spell it out any more clearly?"

"Tang San has Innate Full Soul Power, and his Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass. At first glance, there seems to be nothing wrong with that."

"But he actually has Twin Martial Souls, and back in Holy Soul Village, he has a father who works as a blacksmith, named Tang Hao."

"Yu Xiaogang, oh, Yu Xiaogang, surely you don't think I'm still the same as before, someone you can run circles around?"

Bibi Dong was so angry she laughed.

Death was staring him in the face, and he still wanted to hide it?

She really didn't know where this man found the nerve.

With Bibi Dong having laid everything bare, Yu Xiaogang knew there was no hope left.

Spirit Hall had even traced Tang San to Holy Soul Village, which meant it had investigated him multiple times before finally confirming his identity.

Tang San had yet to truly grow strong.

He was only a level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster now.

Against Bibi Dong and her people, he would surely die.

"Y-you want to kill him?"

"You can't kill him! If you lay a hand on Little San, Tang Hao won't let you off. He could appear at any moment!"

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth.

He had poured countless efforts into the disciple he had trained for six years.

If Spirit Hall caught Tang San now, he might be tortured to death.

And invoking Tang Hao had another benefit: it would intimidate Bibi Dong!

After all, that was the legendary Clear Sky Douluo. Who wanted to make an irreconcilable enemy of him?

Even though Bibi Dong was now a Titled Douluo, she surely wouldn't want Tang Hao setting his sights on her.

Just then, however, Chu Xuan said, "Tang Hao does have some ability. His Soul Power isn't weak."

"But the battle back then left him with hidden injuries, and he still hasn't fully recovered."

"He can't bring out his full strength."

If anyone else had said it, Bibi Dong might not have believed them.

But if God Child Chu Xuan said it, then it was the truth.

Tang Hao was already seriously injured!

That was indeed good news for Spirit Hall!

At the thought, she rose and leaned close to Chu Xuan. In a low voice, she said, "Lord God Child, I have a plan. How about using Tang San to lure Tang Hao out?"

Chu Xuan nodded in agreement.

"That works. We need to watch out for that brat Tang San too. He's a variable."

"We can't let him truly grow strong."

Having transmigrated to this world with the gods backing him, he could naturally do whatever he wanted.

If he wanted to get rid of that Little Scumbag Tang San, he naturally could.

Backlash from the Heavenly Dao?

He didn't need to care at all!

The Heavenly Dao's backlash worked on native beings, but against an extraterrestrial demon like him, it didn't do a damn thing.

If he killed him, then he killed him.

Backlash?

That was for other people to worry about.

Besides, did someone with a system need to worry about the so-called backlash from the Heavenly Dao?

Now that would be a real joke.

"Lord God Child, I believe we could use Soul Poison to destroy Tang San's foundation."

Killing intent flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes.

Chu Xuan's heart stirred. Soul Poison was good stuff.

That stuff acted directly on Martial Souls.

It worked on Martial Souls regardless of whether they had been revealed or not.

It could corrode a Martial Soul and thereby destroy its foundation.

For a Soul Master, having one's foundation destroyed meant being crippled for all practical purposes.

Spirit Hall had also done some research into Soul Poison, but it had yet to put it to real use.

Now they could try it on Tang San and see how effective it was.

[Ding! God-Level Choice triggered. Please select one option!]

[Option one: Support Bibi Dong's proposed course of action and use Soul Poison on Tang San. Rewards: God-Level Medical Arts, Hundred-Thousand-Year Myriad Head Soul Bone, Soul Power Level +1!]

[Option two: Reject Bibi Dong's proposed course of action. Reward: the title "Heaven-Fated Bootlicker"!]

[Option three: Take no stance. Reward: Soul Power Level +2!]

A choice had been triggered. Did he even need to think about it?

"Then use it. Don't leave any clues."

"Understood."

Bibi Dong smiled. "I'll have Yue Guan do it personally. No matter how strange Tang San is, he couldn't possibly notice anything amiss."

With Chrysanthemum Douluo taking action, Tang San's current abilities naturally wouldn't let him notice.

By the time the Soul Poison took effect, it would already be too late. There simply wouldn't be enough time for him to cure it.

Besides, Tang San had never encountered anything of the sort.

He wanted to neutralize it in a short time?

That was nothing but a fool's dream!

Once a Martial Soul's foundation was destroyed, it wasn't something that could be restored later.

"Y-you, what are you planning to do to Little San?"

Yu Xiaogang hadn't heard their conversation, but from the sneaky way they were acting, he knew it couldn't be anything good.

"What the hell is it to you? You're an old good-for-nothing, so why do you talk so much?"