Gangzi Smuggles Himself to the Lower Realm

The beam of teleportation rose.

Feng Yan's figure vanished from where he stood.

The divine official wiped the sweat from his forehead, a smug smile curling the corners of his mouth.

So, a First-Class Main God was nothing special after all; he hadn't even noticed this.

Lord Sea God's mission was finally complete.

Just then...

A sound of something tearing through the air came from behind him.

The divine official whipped his head around.

He saw a Purple-Haired Divine Pig charging toward him at a speed of 91.78 meters per second.

BOOM!

The Purple-Haired Divine Pig slammed straight into the divine official's face.

The divine official collapsed to the ground.

"Who goes there!"

"How dare you ambush this divine official!"

Yu Xiaogang stepped out slowly, his voice low: "For Dong'er, I will risk it all!"

"You are... the Sea God's teacher... the Fart God!"

The divine official turned pale with fright, clearly recognizing Yu Xiaogang.

"Are you ready, Sanpao!"

Yu Xiaogang didn't waste any breath; he had to catch a ride before the light beam vanished.

"Hmph-oink! (Bring it on, you flamboyant Gang!)" Luo Sanpao responded.

"Transform!"

Yu Xiaogang roared.

Luo Sanpao immediately broke wind on the spot, the powerful recoil launching it into the air.

It then traced a perfect parabola through the sky, flying straight toward Yu Xiaogang.

The moment they made contact, the two began to merge.

A burst of intense purple smoke exploded, enveloping them both.

"Crackle, pop..."

From within the smoke came a bizarre sound effect, a mix of flatulence and gong-banging (a fart-remix of the Saint Seiya theme).

"Fart God Divine Armor."

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Appear!!!"

A breeze blew by.

The smoke gradually dissipated.

A purple figure stood at the center of the haze.

First, two ribbons on his shoulders fluttered in the wind, embroidered with large characters:

Left ribbon: At the peak of farts, I stand above the world.

Right ribbon: With Sanpao, there is heaven.

The smoke cleared completely, revealing Yu Xiaogang's body in its entirety.

He wore a gas mask and was clad in deep purple armor, with a massive sphincter emblem at the center of his chest.

The tips of his boots curled high, and three divine rings manifested behind him.

"What the hell kind of look is this?"

The divine official stared in utter bewilderment.

"A mere divine official, and you think you're worthy of understanding the beauty of this god?"

As he finished speaking, Yu Xiaogang's eyes snapped open, two beams of sharp light erupting from them as he unleashed his full aura.

"The way of the fart is entirely under my control!"

"Ultimate Technique!"

"Divine Skill: Anal Sun Three Cannons!!!"

Yu Xiaogang gathered his strength on the spot, divine power concentrating at the sphincter on his chest.

A visible wave of yellow-purple energy surged out from before him.

It was overwhelming! Magnificent in its momentum!

Where the shockwave passed, space itself seemed to distort.

Immediately following was a second wave.

And a third.

The God Official's pupils shrank to pinpricks.

"No! I can't dodge it!"

The yellow-purple shockwave instantly engulfed him.

"It's over..."

The God Official let out a miserable shriek, rolled his eyes back, and collapsed straight to the ground.

He lay on the floor, foaming at the mouth, his limbs twitching, his face still frozen in an expression of terror.

Yu Xiaogang waved his hand in front of his face in disgust.

This counted as his strongest strike to date.

The power was so immense that even he, the Fart God, could barely withstand it.

He walked over and nudged the God Official with his foot.

No reaction.

He kicked him again.

Still no reaction.

"Hmph."

"Insulting my style—this is the price you pay."

Having said that, Yu Xiaogang suddenly remembered something.

He immediately looked up toward the direction of the Teleportation Channel.

The pillar of light had long since vanished.

Clearly, the channel had already closed.

"Damn it!"

Yu Xiaogang rushed to the front of the channel, and seeing this scene, he slapped his thigh in frustration.

"How am I supposed to get back to the Douluo Continent now!"

"Dong'er!!!"

Thinking of Bibi Dong, he grew anxious at once.

"Feng Yan! Couldn't you have waited a little longer!"

"There were still people who hadn't boarded yet!"

"I haven't boarded yet!"

Yu Xiaogang felt as if the sky were collapsing.

Within the God Realm, there were only a few places one could use to descend to the lower realms.

Aside from the Teleportation Channel before him, all other locations were guarded by the gods.

As a mere Third-Class Fart God, he would be throwing his life away trying to sneak through!

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang paced in circles, frantic.

What to do!

What to do!

What to do!

Dong'er was still waiting for him.

Yet he couldn't even leave the God Realm.

Luo Sanpao seemed to sense its master's agitation and detached itself from Yu Xiaogang.

Watching its master spin around like a top, its own head began to spin as well.

Yu Xiaogang stopped pacing, his eyes turning red.

"Sanpao, tell me, what should I do? Dong'er is still waiting for me."

Luo Sanpao tilted its head in thought, then suddenly pointed a front paw at the God Official on the ground.

Yu Xiaogang looked down.

The God Official was still lying there, continuing to foam at the mouth, his limbs twitching occasionally.

But at his waist...

There was a token.

The Teleportation Channel Management Token.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up.

He lunged forward in a single stride, crouched down, and snatched the token away.

"Sanpao, having you is truly my greatest blessing!"

Yu Xiaogang gripped the token, his hands trembling with excitement.

"With this, I can open the teleportation channel myself!"

He immediately rushed toward the control console.

The light screen on the console flickered, with various coordinates flashing by at high speed.

Yu Xiaogang stared at the dense rows of numbers and text, his head beginning to spin.

"Douluo Continent... where is Douluo Continent..."

He rummaged through the data in a frantic panic.

Luo Sanpao hopped onto the console and leaned its head in to help look.

One man and one beast, four eyes fixed on the light screen.

The longer Yu Xiaogang looked, the more anxious he became.

Although the teleportation channel could be opened manually, there were restrictions on every activation.

If he delayed any longer, the God Realm guards who sensed something was amiss would arrive.

"Where is it!"

Sweat beaded on his forehead.

"Ge-ge."

Luo Sanpao suddenly let out a strange cry and tapped a coordinate on the light screen with its small paw.

Yu Xiaogang leaned in to take a closer look.

However, he couldn't make heads or tails of it.

To him, that string of coordinate numbers was no different from an undecipherable heavenly script.

"Sanpao, what are you doing? Ouch~"

He scratched his head and looked at Luo Sanpao.

Luo Sanpao tilted its head and cried out again: "Ge-ge!"

Then, it tapped the same spot on the light screen with its small paw again.

Yu Xiaogang stared at the coordinate for three seconds.

Then, he glanced toward the direction of the channel entrance.

In the distance, the sound of footsteps could be heard faintly.

"Forget it!"

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth. "This is the one!"

He locked onto the coordinates abruptly and decisively initiated the teleportation.

The teleportation channel lit up once more.

A beam of light slowly unfolded before his eyes.

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and scooped up Luo Sanpao.

"Sanpao, let's go!"

"Hengji!"

Man and beast leaped into the channel together.

The light swallowed their figures.

A few seconds later, a squad of God Realm guards rushed over.

The lead guard looked at the divine official foaming at the mouth on the ground, his brows furrowed tightly.

"What happened here?"

No one answered.

Only the faint scent of a fart lingered in the air.

The guard covered his nose and waved his hand.

"Take him away."

"Yes."

Sea God Temple, study.

Tang San sat upright at the desk, holding an ancient tome in his hands.

Blue smoke curled from the incense burner on the desk, the scent of sandalwood permeating the air.

He suddenly set down his scroll and lifted his gaze toward the window.

His vision pierced through the sea of clouds, traversed time and space, and settled in a certain direction.

The corners of his mouth curled upward slightly. "It seems the plan has succeeded."

If there were no accidents, Feng Yan had already arrived at the Clear Sky Sect.

Everything was exactly as he had anticipated.

Tang San set down his teacup, preparing to continue reading.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed.

Another aura.

At that very same moment, it had also departed the God Realm.

It was headed in the same direction, toward the lower realm.

Likewise, it was headed for the Douluo Continent.

Tang San froze for a brief moment.

Then, his expression turned subtle.

That aura...

Why did it feel somewhat familiar?

Who could it be!