The Jumping Clown, Yu Xiaogang

Ning Fengzhi was indeed sincere, but he was also undeniably thoughtless; the price of merely funding a branch of the Akademiya was far too low.

"I do indeed have a way to make the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda Martial Soul evolve into the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda, but this trade is not fair to the Akademiya. My Akademiya is not so desperate for such a small amount of funding."

Ouyang Kong's voice was calm, with the tone of someone handling official business.

Ning Fengzhi realized he had been impulsive; how could the Akademiya, presided over by a deity, possibly be short on money? His offer to provide funding now felt like the actions of a clown.

Ning Fengzhi wanted to say something more, but the Sky Screen updated with a new image.

The new scene was the same secret chamber, only this time, the situation was reversed.

The heavily wounded Qian Xunji was unable to resist; he was pierced through by Bibi Dong and ultimately devoured completely.

"This is what you owe me, hahahaha! Hahahahaha!"

Bibi Dong's manic laughter and the evil aura erupting from her body were clearly visible to everyone on the Douluo Continent through the Sky Screen.

The Pope of the Martial Soul Hall, beneath her glorious exterior, hid such an ugly side. After being exposed by the Sky Screen, the reputation of the Martial Soul Hall would surely plummet.

In Martial Soul City, within the Worship Hall, Qian Daoliu clenched his fists. He had had the chance to save Qian Xunji back then, but he had hesitated.

Seeing this scene on the Sky Screen once more, his numb heart still felt a stinging pain.

Meanwhile, in the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong laughed happily. Devouring Qian Xunji and initiating the Rakshasa God Trial were the only moments since that incident that she had truly felt joy.

"Hahaha, an eye for an eye. Qian Xunji, this is what you owe me. You owe me, hahaha!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo felt their scalps go numb hearing Bibi Dong's laughter. With this matter exposed, the Martial Soul Hall would likely face a massive reshuffling.

Whether the two of them should continue to side with Bibi Dong was something they needed to think about very carefully.

At Blue Tyrant Academy, Qian Renxue truly collapsed this time. She slumped onto the ground, staring blankly at the Sky Screen as the image faded.

The first wave: her mother had been forced by her father. She had managed to endure that!

But there was a second wave: her father's killer was her own biological mother. How could she accept this? No one in her position could!

This was still within Nahida's Sanctuary of Surasthana; if not for the influence of the Sanctuary, Qian Renxue's mind would likely have shattered completely by now.

She Long stepped forward to ask after Qian Renxue with concern, and she suddenly stood up.

"Uncle She! I am going back to the Martial Soul Hall. I am going to kill her to get revenge!"

"Young Mistress, please calm down!"

"I cannot calm down!"

Qian Renxue simply dispelled her disguise, revealing her true appearance.

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Prince Xue Xing, and the Shrek group all wore expressions of astonishment.

After his surprise, Xue Beng was overcome with ecstasy. If Xue Qinghe was a fake, then he was the rightful Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Sethos, Tighnari, and Collei also showed slight surprise, while Nefer wore an expression that suggested she had expected as much.

Ouyang Kong and Nahida remained calm; Ouyang Kong had known about this for a long time, and Nahida had seen through Qian Renxue's disguise at first glance.

Ignoring the reactions of the others, Qian Renxue spread her wings and flew away, with She Long hurriedly chasing after her to ensure her safety.

Qinghe was actually impersonated by someone? When did this happen? I didn't notice at all. And who is the person who impersonated Qinghe?

She only started shouting about revenge after watching the Sky Screen. Could it be that she is the daughter of Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong?

The power structures of both the Heaven Dou Empire and the Martial Soul Hall are likely about to face a major reshuffling.

Ning Fengzhi pondered these things, but he quickly realized that now was not the time to dwell on them.

He still needed to figure out how to get the Akademiya to help his Martial Soul evolve from the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda to the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda.

Ning Fengzhi realized that, apart from wealth, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect really had nothing of value to offer.

At this moment, the Sanctuary of Surasthana that had shrouded Heaven Dou City vanished, and Kaveh had already taken out his blueprints to discuss them with Dori and Nefer.

Compared to the Sky Screen exposing Bibi Dong's past, his own work was far more important.

"Kaveh, everything else can wait. Let's prioritize building the Statue of the Seven for the Lesser Lord Kusanali."

"Alright, I understand. Lady Dori, you heard him—the materials for constructing the Statue of the Seven must be arranged first."

"Got it, got it. As expected, business with one's own people is the hardest to conduct."

Liu Erlong realized they had been sidelined, even though she hadn't yet agreed to give up the land for Blue Tyrant Academy.

"Xiaogang, what do we do now?"

"Things have reached this point; it is impossible to change them. We can only strive to secure as many benefits as possible."

Yu Xiaogang's own heart burned with fervor. A true god was right before them, and a god would surely be able to solve the problem of his Martial Soul's malignant mutation.

He was confident that, based on his knowledge, even a deity would have to look at him with newfound respect.

The highest level of a con artist is deceiving oneself, and it was clear that Yu Xiaogang had reached that level.

In the shadows, Tang Hao also saw the miracle Nahida had performed. His first thought was of Ah Yin. Perhaps this deity could resurrect Ah Yin. This thought lingered in his mind, refusing to fade.

But he had many concerns about revealing himself to beg Nahida, and he dared not step forward.

Ning Fengzhi approached Tighnari, seeking his assistance.

"Mr. Tighnari, could you offer me some advice? Ning would be eternally grateful."

"In truth, Lord Lesser Lord Kusanali is a very generous deity. She listens carefully to the voices of her followers and rewards them in kind."

Tighnari's words were cryptic, but Ning Fengzhi understood: he was being invited to become a follower of this Lesser Lord Kusanali.

But how does one become a follower? By merging the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect into the Akademiya? Submitting to the authority of the Akademiya—was it worth it?

As Ning Fengzhi weighed the pros and cons, Yu Xiaogang stepped forward.

"Since the Akademiya has occupied the grounds of the Blue Tyrant Academy, shouldn't the students of the Blue Tyrant Academy be allowed to join the Akademiya and enjoy its cultivation resources? Even a deity shouldn't be so unreasonable!"

He stood there with the air of someone seeking justice, but unfortunately, no one paid him the slightest bit of attention; he was purely a clown.

However, Yu Xiaogang had a thick skin and felt no shame, continuing to shout and holler.

"Is this what the Akademiya is? Seizing land and driving away the original owners—how is this any different from the filth-harboring Martial Soul Hall!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he was forced to his knees, prostrating himself flat against the ground.

Ouyang Kong had not wanted to bother with this buffoon, but the man insisted on jumping out to make himself a nuisance.

"Slandering the Akademiya warrants a minor punishment as a warning. You shall kneel for three days. If you wish to enter the Akademiya, wait until the branch is built and take the assessment. The Akademiya does not accept just any trash!"

With that, Ouyang Kong tossed Yu Xiaogang into the most bustling part of Heaven Dou City. Since he loved to show off so much, he would let him become truly famous.