Dealing with the Moths

Close to the main door, he activated the Blue Silver Domain. Blue Silver Grass sprouted inch by inch, probing slightly through the door.

After taking a look, Bibi Han could not help but say, "Damn it, there isn't a single person here. They take Spirit Hall's wages, yet they don't do any work."

Bibi Han then jumped through a small window at the side and entered the Martial Soul Main Hall.

It was dim inside, without the slightest sound. No, it was probably just that Spirit Hall's buildings had excellent soundproofing.

After turning a corner, he found two Soul Grandmasters dressed in Spirit Hall uniforms chatting.

"I'm so jealous of Bishop Miles and the others. They feast and make merry day and night. When will it ever be our turn?"

"With strength like ours, forget it. Once we get paid next month, we can go to a brothel and have a good release."

"True. Even if the quality isn't great, we can just call in a few more and have some fun!"

"You two are doing quite well for yourselves." A voice thick with killing intent rang out.

At some point, a child had appeared beside the two Soul Grandmasters. What terrified them even more were the Soul Rings circling him—purple, purple, black.

"Y-you—" The two Soul Grandmasters only managed a single word before Blue Silver Grass vines wrapped around their necks. The Blue Silver Emperor was fast, but the Blue Silver God was even faster.

Bibi Han clenched his hand, about to crush them to death.

They struggled desperately, agony written across their faces as their complexions turned purple.

Bibi Han's hand trembled. In the end, he still could not bring himself to do it. His heart resisted, and he released the Blue Silver Grass. They fainted.

"Grandpa Ghost, am I kind of useless?"

"The first time is like this for everyone." Thinking of himself, if he had not fallen into complete despair back then, he would not have truly raised his hand to kill.

They continued onward until they reached a room. It was in the highest position and was also the most luxurious. There was no doubt that Miles lived there.

"Little beauties, don't be afraid. I'm coming to dote on you now."

"No, no! Let me go!" A young girl's tearful voice rang out.

"Struggle, struggle! The more you struggle, the more excited I get!"

Bang! Bibi Han kicked the door open.

"Scum, stop!!!"

Bibi Han saw the scene within clearly. There was an iron cage holding several women wearing nothing but a few scraps of cloth. At that moment, Miles was gripping the arm of a weeping little girl and tearing at her clothes. The girl was only a few years older than Bibi Han.

"A little brat actually made it here? What the hell are those people outside doing?!"

"Since you came and saw this, don't even think about leaving alive!" Killing intent surged from Miles.

Miles casually struck at him, without much force behind it. After all, he was a Soul Saint. No matter how formidable a child might be, how strong could he be? He believed this strike would be enough.

The Clear Sky Divine Hammer appeared in Bibi Han's hand as he swung it with all his strength.

Bang! Both he and Miles staggered back several steps.

"The Clear Sky Hammer! He's a remnant of the Clear Sky Sect! At that age, with that kind of strength—capturing you will be a great achievement!"

Two yellow, two purple, and three black Soul Rings circled his body. The might of a Soul Saint was fully revealed.

Several people rushed in at that moment. They were Miles's lackeys.

"Lord Miles, the Clear Sky Hammer!"

"Attack together! Capture him! Don't let him escape!"

"Alright." Everyone unleashed their Martial Souls and pounced on Bibi Han.

Watching the crowd rush toward him, Bibi Han remained calm and called out, "Grandpa Ghost."

Boom! An immense aura suddenly erupted. Everyone charging at him was sent flying, while Ghost Douluo appeared at Bibi Han's side, surrounded by two yellow, two purple, and five black Soul Rings.

"A-A Title Douluo!" Terrified cries escaped their mouths.

"No, don't kill us! We're from Spirit Hall!"

"Idiots." Ghostly took out the Elder Token to prove his identity.

"Elder!"

Everyone's faces filled with terror as they hastily fell to their knees and begged for mercy.

Ghost Douluo remained unmoved by the scene. "A bunch of scum who have tarnished Spirit Hall's reputation. You deserve to die!"

Ghost Shadow!

Ghostly shadows emerged from the ground, enveloping them as though they intended to drag them underground.

"Elder, spare us! Spare us!!"

"Grandpa Ghost, wait. Killing them like this is letting them off too easily, and it won't quell the Common People's anger."

"Then what should we do?"

"I'll write a letter to Mother first."

Several days later, at Gengxin City's plaza, every member of the Martial Soul Main Hall stood bound in iron chains, lined up in several rows. The people of Gengxin City surrounded them.

In the first row stood Miles, guilty of heinous crimes, along with the former master of the Martial Soul Main Hall—an elderly white-haired Old Man named Maias.

In the second row were Miles's lackeys, equally burdened with countless sins.

In the third and fourth rows were ordinary personnel from the Martial Soul Main Hall. Though they had committed no major crimes themselves, concealing the truth and failing to report it was also a crime.

By then, Bibi Han had changed back into an outfit of utmost splendor, with several people standing beside him.

"People of Gengxin City, please quiet down. I am..."

"For the countless evil deeds committed by Spirit Hall members and the harm they have caused you, I am deeply sorry. On behalf of Spirit Hall, I apologize to you."

The group bowed at ninety degrees.

"There are only these few women whom I managed to rescue from the Martial Soul Main Hall, but I know they were far from the only victims. The dead cannot be brought back to life, and I hope you can restrain your grief. Spirit Hall will provide any compensation within reason."

Bibi Han bowed once more as he spoke.

"As for them—the people in the first and second rows—their deaths would not be enough to atone for their sins. So you may do anything you wish to them. Even if you use their chains as leashes and walk them like dogs, we will say nothing."

"Rest assured, their cultivation has been completely sealed. You need not worry about them resisting. And there is no need to worry about beating them to death either. There are excellent Healing System Soul Masters here. If they are at death's door, we will immediately heal them so that you can continue beating them."

"Begin." After saying that, Bibi Han left.

At once, the people of Gengxin City went mad, cries filled with extreme hatred ringing out.

"Ah! Sister, Brother can finally avenge you! Damn Miles!" The man grabbed a hammer and charged forward.

"Daughter, these beasts have finally been brought to justice. Your spirit in heaven can rest in peace now."

"Wife..."

Countless people rushed forward to beat them as a group. Some dragged them along by their iron chains while striking them, while the Healing System Soul Masters continuously healed them.

Bibi Han said to the person beside him, "Read out their names from these notes and compensate them. If anyone has been missed, compensate them as well once the investigation is complete."

"Yes, sir."

"Little Han, I never expected Your Majesty the Pope to agree to your proposal."

"Grandpa Ghost, an eye for an eye is the best way to make amends. Let them vent all their resentment and rage."

"By the way, how are things on Mother's side?"

"Your Majesty the Pope has already begun restructuring things. The punishments are more or less the same as yours: first, an eye for an eye, then their heads are cut off. Your Majesty the Pope has also established the Inspectorate Bureau, with Elder Ling Yuan overseeing it, so that the people may report crimes freely."

Bibi Han nodded. Women held a low status in this world. In the eyes of those who considered themselves upper-class, women did not even count as people, only resources. Elder Ling Yuan was the most suitable person to oversee it.