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"Tsk, tsk. Look, everything in here is about your exploits."

Of course, all of this had been recorded by those six Bei Bei Shan, so none of their faces had been captured.

But Yu Xiaogang, the male lead, had definitely been filmed right in the face.

There had to be tens of thousands of Image Crystals here. If even a few were released, Yu Xiaogang would become famous across the entire continent.

As the Young Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, having such an embarrassing scandal would bring shame even upon the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan if it got out.

"Devil! You devil! You're a devil!"

Listening to Yu Xiaogang bark hysterically, Bibi Dong was in no hurry. Death was the lightest punishment for him. She wanted to watch Yu Xiaogang fight stray dogs by the roadside for scraps like a homeless cur, and let the entire continent know of his disgrace.

Didn't he love showing off? Didn't he love calling himself a master of theory? Then she would take proper care of that fragile self-esteem of his.

"So you admit that you were the one who killed Fu Ye."

At the mention of Fu Ye's name, an indescribable Killing Intent erupted from Bibi Dong. Though she was only a level sixty-eight Soul Emperor, the Killing Intent around her was terrifyingly dense.

"Hahaha! Fu Ye? You mean that lowly commoner whose tendons I severed and whose tongue I cut out? Let me tell you, Bibi Dong, I did kill him! I severed the tendons in his hands and feet myself! And I used a knife to slice off his tongue bit by bit!"

Yu Xiaogang seemed to know his fate now, so he no longer hid anything. All he wanted was to provoke Bibi Dong into killing him quickly.

"Heh. So he suffered that kind of pain too. Fine."

Bibi Dong took several Image Crystals from behind her. They recorded Yu Xiaogang's furious words just now, as well as his twisted expression.

"Yu Xiaogang, you finally confessed. You may not know this, but the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan put a great deal of pressure on Spirit Hall. They said that without conclusive evidence, I would have to release you today."

As she said this, a smug smile appeared at the corner of Bibi Dong's lips.

When Yu Xiaogang heard that, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice pit. His entire body froze on the spot.

"No, I didn't kill him! I don't know! I don't know anyone named Fu Ye! I don't know anything!"

Yu Xiaogang panicked. He had gone from being full of hope to despair, before finally sinking completely into a dark mire.

Yu Xiaogang's words just now had become irrefutable evidence, especially since they had been recorded in Image Crystals.

If this footage, along with an Image Crystal showing Yu Xiaogang being repeatedly *** by six burly men, were delivered to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, then even Yu Xiaogang's biological father, Yu Yuanzhen, would likely sever all ties with him and cast him out of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for good.

Yu Xiaogang had been holding a pair of jokers without revealing them, but he had actually played the big joker by itself. Now, the little joker left in his hand had become a complete joke.

Bibi Dong ignored Yu Xiaogang as he cried and screamed. She merely turned her gaze toward the six burly men, casually took out a purple card, and placed it on the table.

"The thirty thousand Gold Soul Coins inside are your pay for the next six months. You may leave now."

After hearing Bibi Dong's words, the six burly men exchanged glances, then all bowed deeply to her.

"Thank you, Saintess!"

The six burly men took the Purple Card and left in orderly strides. Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang cursed himself furiously in his heart, calling himself an idiot, a fool.

But no matter how much he cursed himself, it was already useless. Bibi Dong had recorded everything with Image Crystals.

"You four, come in."

As Bibi Dong's voice fell, four savage-looking men, each around two meters and thirty centimeters tall and extraordinarily muscular, squeezed in through the doorway.

Yes, squeezed in through the doorway. Their builds were simply too exaggerated!

The moment they saw Yu Xiaogang tied to the iron rack, their eyes lit up.

That was right. These were another four Bei Bei Shan Bibi Dong had sent people to find, and their proportions were especially exaggerated. They were perfect for someone stubborn like Yu Xiaogang.

Among the four, there was even a Support System Soul Grand Master and a Healing System Soul Grand Master. Bibi Dong had offered them an extremely high price for this.

"Saintess!"

Though they had seen the adorable little Yu Xiaogang tied to the rack, standing before them was the Saintess of Spirit Hall—the employer they respected most!

"One year. Torture him however you like. I don't want him dead, but I absolutely don't want him to live well either. There are several rooms inside for you to rest in. Food and drink will be delivered to you, and none of you may leave during this time."

By the time Bibi Dong finished speaking, the light had already vanished from Yu Xiaogang's eyes. He knew that he was completely finished.

"After one year, each of you will receive ten thousand Gold Soul Coins. Understand?"

Upon hearing Bibi Dong's words, the four burly men looked at one another. It was obvious that none of them dared believe such a good deal had fallen into their laps.

"We will certainly carry out the Saintess's orders!"

"I second that!"

"I second that +1!"

"I second that +2!"

Bibi Dong was very satisfied with their replies. Before leaving, she did not forget to remind the four burly men inside of one thing.

"He is the current Young Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

After Bibi Dong left, an ear-piercing scream erupted from Yu Xiaogang's mouth.

"Ah!!!! Bibi Dong, you—mmph, mmph, mmph."

But the sound abruptly stopped shortly after it began.

"Old Wang, take off your smelly socks too. This little guy's mouth is pretty big. My socks alone aren't enough."

Thus, Yu Xiaogang's life-exploration journey, which had just been halted, began a new chapter.

Beneath the cool evening breeze, Bibi Dong sat on the garden steps again, leaning against the cold wall as she looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

"Little brother Fu Ye, your sister can finally begin avenging you. I'll make him wish he were dead, then sever Yu Xiaogang's hand and foot tendons one by one, slice away his flesh bit by bit, and feed it to dogs right in front of him."

Bibi Dong murmured to herself in the garden, while Qian Xunji, listening to the state of his disciple, was far from satisfied.

After all, Fu Ye had been dead for a year, yet Bibi Dong still had not emerged from her grief.

Fortunately, her cultivation had not fallen behind. In just half a year, she had risen from a level sixty-five Soul Emperor to level sixty-eight. Even Qian Xunji was astonished by such talent.