You'll Get What You Deserve

"Elders, are you really going to do this?"

Tang Xiao's expression was grim.

The Great Elder and the Sixth Elder were no pushovers. If they joined forces, he wouldn't be able to get away easily.

The Spirit Hall Titled Douluo were still hidden nearby. If they fought to the death here and the enemy seized the opportunity to attack, the Clear Sky Sect would be in real trouble!

"Sect Master, this matter..."

"Big Brother, stop wasting your breath. Tang Xiao's protecting his own brother by using our juniors as cannon fodder. Seventh Elder's son died in battle just yesterday." The Sixth Elder cut off the Great Elder's defense.

"Tang Xiao! Come on!"

"Th-this..." The Great Elder stared in confusion.

What the hell was going on?

Had the Sixth Elder really joined forces with Spirit Hall?

"If that's how it is, then forgive me, Tang Xiao!" Hearing the Sixth Elder's resolute words and recalling what had just happened, Tang Xiao knew this fight was unavoidable.

To keep Spirit Hall's Titled Douluo from taking advantage of the situation, he had no choice but to strike first!

"Clear Sky Avatar!"

A black Spirit Ring flashed. The Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Xiao's hand instantly transformed into a gigantic hammer over a hundred meters long, suspended in the air.

An utterly terrifying power gathered in Tang Xiao's hand, and the immense pressure enveloped the entire battlefield.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei, hidden in the shadows, looked grave.

It was a good thing they hadn't attacked outright. Tang Xiao had been a Titled Douluo for many years, and his strength surpassed even Tang Hao's. If they'd struck first, they might have suffered the same tragedy as before.

Still, when they saw Nan Feng sitting motionless on the battlefield, Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a glance, their admiration plain to see.

No wonder he was the Pope's little lover!

He could face a Titled Douluo's Martial Soul Avatar without even flinching!

"..."

On the battlefield, staring at the towering hammer only a few hundred meters away, Nan Feng was in despair!

Damn it! Gui Mei! Save me!

He'd overused his Spiritual Power and didn't even have the strength to stand up!

Forget running—he didn't even have the strength to shout for help!

Damn it!

If Tang Xiao decided to take a few swings at him while he was at it, Nan Feng would be done for!

Dammit! He only had nine uses left on his Name Blade!

A single shockwave from a battle between a Titled Douluo and a Soul Douluo would be a damn fatal injury for him!

Damn it!!!

Gui Mei! Are you fucking blind?

Get over here and save me!!

"That kid's pretty interesting," Guang Ling said with a laugh.

"Most people would run faster than a rabbit when faced with something like this. Even as spectators, they'd panic. Yet he's not flustered at all."

The pressure from Tang Xiao's Clear Sky Hammer alone could crush a Soul Saint. Even a Soul Douluo would instinctively flee at the sight of it.

To face such a thing without reacting at all... Though his cultivation wasn't high, his composure was far beyond that of an ordinary person.

"I wonder where Bibi Dong found him," Golden Crocodile said thoughtfully.

"What, Second Brother? Thinking of poaching him?" Guang Ling asked.

"It's not impossible," Golden Crocodile replied.

"Bibi Dong can give him what we can give him, and what we can give him, Bibi Dong might not be able to."

Qian Xunji had died at Bibi Dong's hands. Qian Daoliu had told him about it. After all, there was only so much one could bear after losing a son in old age; he needed someone to talk to.

As an elder in Spirit Hall, he was one of the few people Qian Daoliu could confide in, so he had become the one who listened.

Although Qian Daoliu had put Bibi Dong on the papal throne, that didn't mean he truly supported the decision. They simply couldn't find a suitable candidate for the time being.

The other High Priests devoted themselves to cultivation and knew nothing about politics. And Qian Daoliu was too old; he was already over a hundred and nearing two hundred. Qian Daoliu couldn't very well ask him to come out of retirement.

As for the other Titled Douluo elders in the Elder Hall, those who could be trusted lacked the ability, while those with the ability couldn't be trusted.

After all that, Bibi Dong was the only suitable choice.

They were watching from the sidelines, anyway. If Bibi Dong proved incapable, the Elder Hall could convene at any time and strip her of the papal throne.

Still, for their own reasons, they didn't want Bibi Dong to secure her position.

After all, they were the ones who had proposed putting her in power. If this woman really proved capable, then unless she made some grave mistake, even they couldn't strip her of the papal throne without cause.

Unclear rewards and punishments would unsettle the people of Spirit Hall—especially when the Pope was involved.

If even the Pope could be dismissed without reason, what would those below think?

After all that work, someone could take the position away with a single word. If that fear took hold, who would still want to work for Spirit Hall?

Qian Daoliu's feelings about Bibi Dong were complicated. He hoped she would do well, but he also hoped she wouldn't do too well.

Now, he could see that Bibi Dong valued this young man who had appeared out of nowhere. Even Ju Gui, the two Titled Douluo, treated him with respect. He truly didn't want to let someone so capable fall into Bibi Dong's hands...

"Tang Xiao! I never thought you'd purge dissenters at a time like this!"

A Titled Douluo was still a Titled Douluo. Tang Xiao was fighting two opponents at once, but the Great Elder and the Sixth Elder were both still in a state of confusion and hadn't truly fought with all their might. Meanwhile, Tang Xiao was wary of an ambush by Spirit Hall, and focused on ending the fight quickly so he could hurry back to the sect, stabilize the situation, and find out whether any other elders had sided with Spirit Hall. So he hadn't held back.

In fewer than ten exchanges, the Great Elder and the Sixth Elder were defeated. The Sixth Elder, who had taken a heavy blow from the hammer, was especially badly injured.

"At a time like this, Sixth Elder, there's no need to keep up the act," Tang Xiao said coldly.

He had never imagined the elders could be so senile that they'd try to side with Spirit Hall just to avoid a fight!

"Ha!" The Sixth Elder sneered.

By now, he could see that Tang Xiao wouldn't let them go. After all, the Sect Master had attacked the elders. Unless he left no witnesses, once they returned to the sect and all the elders joined forces to oppose him, Tang Xiao would lose his position as Sect Master.

"Tang Xiao, I thought you were a sensible man. I never expected you to attack the elders so viciously over a few words of provocation from Spirit Hall." The elderly Great Elder was nearly beside himself with rage.

He and the Sixth Elder had clearly been holding back just now, but Tang Xiao had gone straight for the kill!

They'd been at a disadvantage from the start, suppressed in both momentum and technique. Even once they came to their senses and tried to fight back, it was too late.

"..."

Seeing the elders react this way, and recalling the strength he'd felt while fighting them, Tang Xiao suddenly began to doubt himself.

Could he have misunderstood?

Had the elders merely pretended to fall out with each other in order to draw out Spirit Hall's Titled Douluo?

Damn it! That had to be it!

Even if the Sixth Elder resented Tang Hao, the Great Elder was a man of great standing. There was no way he'd collude with Spirit Hall!

But why hadn't they told him about the plan beforehand?

Thinking this, Tang Xiao put away his Clear Sky Hammer and hurried over to the Great Elder, sending him a voice transmission. "Great Elder, why didn't you tell me about the plan first?"

A plan?

The Great Elder spat out a mouthful of blood.

What the hell kind of plan? I don't have one!

"Big Brother! Watch out!" the Sixth Elder shouted.

"Tang Xiao's determined to protect Tang Hao, so he wants to kill us here. Once he's back at the sect, he can use this as an excuse to suspect the other elders and protect Tang Hao openly!"

"I..." Tang Xiao froze. Before he could say anything, a sudden chill ran through him. The Great Elder, whom he was supporting, had somehow summoned a Clear Sky Hammer into his hand and was about to smash it into him.

"Damn it!" Tang Xiao flew into a rage and quickly leaped back to put some distance between them. His Clear Sky Hammer appeared once more, and a black Spirit Ring lit up.

This time, Tang Xiao didn't hold back. He swung his hammer down at the Great Elder's head.

The Great Elder had only just come to his senses. Before he could react, Tang Xiao's hammer had already fallen.

Boom!!!

"Big Brother!!"

Watching the Great Elder die beneath Tang Xiao's hammer, the Sixth Elder broke down. He brought out his Clear Sky Hammer, concentrated all his strength, activated his Clear Sky Avatar, and hurled everything he had at Tang Xiao.

Seeing this, Tang Xiao's last doubts vanished.

But the Sixth Elder's desperate counterattack was something even he didn't dare take head-on.

Wary of the Titled Douluo Spirit Hall had hidden nearby, Tang Xiao pretended to activate his Clear Sky Avatar and clash with the Sixth Elder. But the moment their attacks met, he swiftly pulled back, then fled the battlefield.

Boom!!!

The Sixth Elder's full-strength attack missed and struck the ground, blasting a massive crater into the center of the battlefield.

"Tang Xiao!!!"

"You'll get what you deserve!!"

After one final curse, the Sixth Elder spat blood and collapsed heavily to the ground.

He breathed no more.

Just then, the sun sank completely below the horizon.

The world fell silent.