Torture Was the Best Punishment, Yu Xiaogang in Despair
Yu Xiaogang's face twisted with rage.
Tang San was his chance to prove himself. If Tang San was ruined, the rest of his life would be ruined too.
No, it seemed his life was already ruined.
With Bibi Dong targeting him, he would probably spend the rest of his life in Spirit Hall's prison.
Bibi Dong was ruthless.
First, he had to figure out how to stay alive.
And how to escape her clutches.
"Yu Xiaogang, I won't kill you now. I'll make you watch the people around you die one by one."
"I want you to watch the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan pay a terrible price because of you, as I crush them bit by bit."
Bibi Dong's expression was indifferent.
Only ruthless measures would do against a scumbag like him.
Kill him off easily?
No, that wasn't fitting.
It wouldn't dispel the resentment in her heart.
Only torture was the best punishment.
She would shatter everything he cherished, bit by bit, until he fell into utter despair.
Yu Xiaogang stood there like a wooden chicken, never having imagined that Bibi Dong was this kind of person.
She wouldn't even spare the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?
"Y-you've gone mad!"
"They're one of the Upper Three Sects! Aren't you afraid the Upper Three Sects will join forces to attack you?"
Yu Xiaogang's eyes turned red, their whites streaked with blood.
The Upper Three Sects joining forces had become his final trump card.
If they really joined forces, even Spirit Hall would have to think twice.
If war truly broke out, pulling one hair would move the whole body.
Even Spirit Hall couldn't withstand that kind of firepower.
To his surprise, Bibi Dong wasn't frightened in the slightest.
She subconsciously looked at Chu Xuan and suddenly smiled.
Join forces?
Before Chu Xuan, the combined strength of the Upper Three Sects was a joke.
Chu Xuan was a super big shot with the gods as his backers.
Could mortals stand against gods?
Absolutely not!
If Chu Xuan summoned projections of the gods, they could wipe out the Upper Three Sects in minutes.
Besides, there was a fundamental reason now: the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had provoked Spirit Hall online.
Had Yu Xiaogang really infiltrated Spirit City entirely on his own?
Of course not!
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was backing him from behind the scenes!
Although she had no concrete evidence yet, she already knew the truth and knew how to find it.
Once she had the evidence, it would be time to deal the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan a crushing blow.
If she acted now, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and everyone else would think she was merely taking her anger out on them.
They had no idea this was just the appetizer.
Once the appetizer was served, it would naturally be time for the main course, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would pay the real price.
Plot against Spirit Hall?
Since they had done it, they had to be prepared for revenge.
It wasn't that retribution wouldn't come; its time simply hadn't arrived.
"That's enough. Take him away and keep him under close guard."
Chu Xuan waved a hand, not bothering to say anything more.
He was quite satisfied with Bibi Dong's performance so far.
At least he could be sure she had completely put that relationship behind her.
And she felt nothing but hatred for Yu Xiaogang.
Only a Pope like this could lead Spirit Hall further.
The day Spirit Hall ruled the entire Douluo Continent seemed not far off.
In truth, with Spirit Hall's current capabilities, as long as it didn't court death, it would rule the entire world sooner or later.
The Worship Hall and the Elder Hall.
Those two institutions alone, taken together, were enough to give the Upper Three Sects a bitter drink.
Especially Qian Daoliu.
If Qian Daoliu made a move, who in the Clear Sky Sect could match him?
He could even sweep through the entire Clear Sky Sect!
But Qian Daoliu didn't dare make a move.
Because of a promise, and because he wasn't sure whether Tang Chen was still alive.
If the situation were explained to him, Qian Daoliu might very well go on a killing spree at the Clear Sky Sect.
Once they returned to Spirit Hall, Chu Xuan would lay the matter out plainly and see what choice Qian Daoliu made.
Now it was time to deal with Tang San.
Soul poison could be brought out at any time.
Spirit Hall was extremely efficient.
That very evening, the soul poison was delivered into Bibi Dong's hands.
"Find a way to poison him with it."
Bibi Dong's face was icy.
Now that she had it, she would certainly use it.
She just had to consider whether Tang Hao was nearby.
If he was, things might get a little troublesome.
"Why think about it so much? Just grab Tang San and force the soul poison down his throat."
Chu Xuan shook his head.
Was there something wrong with the way these villains thought?
As the saying went, the great Dao was utterly simple. The simplest method would do.
With Tang San's current trash cultivation, how could he possibly withstand a Titled Douluo?
Couldn't a Titled Douluo personally bring him in and force the soul poison down his throat? Wouldn't that settle it?
Bibi Dong was taken aback. It seemed she had overcomplicated the problem.
It was only a greenhorn they were dealing with. There was no need for some elaborate plan.
Before absolute strength, Tang San couldn't make any waves, nor could he possibly escape.
"Thank you for your guidance, God Child."
"Mm. Don't overcomplicate things in the future."
"Tang San is Tang Hao's son, which makes him Spirit Hall's enemy."
"There's no need to worry that capturing him will have any negative impact on Spirit Hall."
With Spirit Hall's current standing, did it need to care what impact capturing Tang San would have?
Not at all!
When the time came, they only had to reveal Tang San's identity, and they would naturally win the support of many people.
Many people on the Douluo Continent knew of the enmity between Tang Hao and Spirit Hall.
Even if the Upper Three Sects learned that Tang San had been captured, they wouldn't dare make trouble or come forward to defend him.
It was merely a personal grudge, and they had no desire to get involved.
The larger the faction, the more it had to consider.
Chu Xuan, on the other hand, had no such concerns.
Because whatever he did, the gods would cover for him.
So he could do as he pleased.
"Yue Guan, go to Nuoding Academy and bring him here."
"Yes."
Chrysanthemum Douluo promptly headed for Nuoding Academy.
It just so happened that darkness was falling, making it a good time to seize someone.
At Nuoding Academy, Tang San had long since been panicking like a dog.
At the same time, he was furious.
Spirit Hall had actually arrested his teacher. Wasn't that a provocation against him?
He had actually known his identity for a long time and had even met his father at Nuoding Academy.
Could Teacher's arrest have something to do with me?
It probably has nothing to do with me. It's because of the conflict between Teacher and Bibi Dong.
Tang San pondered it.
He had also learned of Spirit Hall's announcement.
When he first heard it, he had nearly given his teacher a thumbs-up.
Impressive, truly impressive!
He had never imagined his teacher had an identity like that.
As the Pope's ex-boyfriend, he could make who knew how many people die of envy.
Unfortunately, Spirit Hall seemed to have a grudge against Tang San.
He had learned quite a few things from Tang Hao, but he still didn't know the truth about his mother.
He only had a vague suspicion.
His mother's death was probably connected to Spirit Hall somehow.
Besides that, there was another matter: Xiao Wu had been looking at him strangely these past few days.
She seemed a little distant.
Over the past six years, Xiao Wu had always listened to him and clung to him.
But why had things changed a little today?
Her mood didn't seem quite right.
He had to find out what was going on.
For the sake of his plans going forward, he absolutely couldn't let Xiao Wu leave his side.
Just as he was pondering this, a figure suddenly appeared beside him.
"Who are you?"
Tang San's heart gave a violent jolt, and he immediately tried to use Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
But to his surprise, the person's hand was already pressed against his shoulder.
"Little fellow, come with me."