Yu Xiaogang Was in for a Miserable Time; Sect Re-election Grand Competition

The next day.

Yu Xiaogang was overjoyed and took his draft of Martial Soul Theory to the Martial Soul Daily for submission.

The audit went smoothly, and the staff told him that it would be officially published and printed in a few days. He was completely relieved and overjoyed, leaving satisfied.

Over the next few days, Yu Xiaogang didn't go to the Spirit Hall Library again, and instead gave himself a short vacation.

He did nothing but hope that his theories would spread and that all the Soul Master on the continent would see them.

Waiting for the day when I become famous!

But before he could achieve fame, a staff member from the Spirit Hall rushed into the dormitory and said coldly, "Yu Xiaogang, the Pope has ordered your removal from your administrator position. You can pack your things and leave."

"Huh?" Yu Xiaogang was taken aback, then frowned and said, "What did you say? Why did the Pope expel me?"

"Yu Xiaogang, how dare you ask such a question?" The staff member's face was icy. "You barged into the second floor of the library without reporting it, ignoring the rules of the Spirit Hall. I was already being polite. Pack your things and get out of here!"

"I... I thought the Pope didn't care about the library at all, and that he would just sneak in to take a look occasionally. Is that illegal?"

Yu Xiaogang's face flushed red instantly, realizing that his trespassing on the second floor of the library had been exposed.

The staff member sneered, "Ha, so you think you can break the rules of the Spirit Hall at will just because you don't care?"

"So if I secretly take my pants off and rub against your wife a couple of times, it'll be fine if I just mess around with her?"

"You... how can these be the same thing!?" Yu Xiaogang's face flushed red with anger.

"Get out of here, don't embarrass yourself." The staff member shoved him out the door.

Yu Xiaogang was suddenly pushed, his body leaned back, and he fell directly to the ground.

The staff member coldly ordered, "Spirit Hall knight, throw him out of Spirit City!"

"Yes, sir." Two knights immediately stepped forward, one on each side grabbing Yu Xiaogang's arms, dragging him towards the city gate despite his kicking.

"Let me go! I need to see His Holiness the Pope. He won't send me away!"

Yu Xiaogang was both angry and anxious. If he were to be driven out of Spirit City like this, how could he possibly face returning to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?

If he were to return to the sect, he would inevitably be pointed at and ridiculed by everyone, and his clansmen would regard him as a disgrace.

Although he had suffered a lot of cold shoulders in the past...

"Hateful!"

Seeing that the two knights completely ignored him, Yu Xiaogang became desperate and lost control. His First Soul Ring lit up, and a dazzling burst of Soul Power exploded from his buttocks. The powerful thrust instantly freed him from the arms of the two burly men, propelling him forward.

Taking advantage of the fact that the two knights were under the control of the naked man, Yu Xiaogang made a quick escape, intending to find Qian Xunji and find out what his attitude was.

"Don't let him get away, chase after him!"

"Damn it, how can there be such a disgusting thing? Even a skunk isn't as disgusting as this. My nose is all rotten from the smell."

Two Spirit Hall knights hurriedly gave chase.

Yu Xiaogang's Soul Power was only around level 20, and his Martial Soul wasn't particularly good at speed. He was caught up by a knight who was over level 30 after only a few steps.

The knight grabbed his belt, withstood the Soul-Bewitching Fart, and subdued him once again.

"Resisting arrest is an even greater crime!" the two knights shouted angrily. One of them grabbed him and slapped him repeatedly.

Yu Xiaogang's face was slapped so hard it swelled up like a pig's head. He was so frightened that he wet his pants on the spot and begged for mercy repeatedly, no longer daring to think about escaping.

Because he hadn't replenished his energy, he had run out of farts and wouldn't be able to let out a third one anytime soon.

That Soul-Bewitching Fart was his last desperate attempt, but unexpectedly, the two of them were only bewitched for three seconds before waking up. The effect was truly terrible.

"Snort!"

The two men still remembered being ambushed by Shuangpi, but because he came from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, they dared not punish him for a serious crime. After taking him to the city gate, they simply threw him out of the city.

"Ah--"

Yu Xiaogang tripped and fell flat on his face, sprawling on the ground in a sorry state. Looking up at the backs of the two knights, he glared at them and uttered a vicious threat. "You just wait, the Spirit Hall will regret this sooner or later!"

He was seething with anger, and once the Martial Soul Theory caused a huge stir on the continent, he would make the Spirit Hall regret its actions today!

"Who is this guy? Why does he smell like urine?"

"There seems to be an indescribable stench as well."

"He was just thrown out by the Spirit Hall's knights. He probably offended a high-ranking figure in the Spirit Hall. Let's stay away from him."

Passersby entering and leaving the city all noticed Gangzi's disheveled Gangzi and gathered around, pointing and whispering among themselves.

Yu Xiaogang noticed a group of people staring at him and pointing at him. His face instantly turned bright red, and he quickly took out a gas mask and put it on to prevent being recognized.

He's destined to become a top theoretical Grandmaster; he absolutely cannot be seen like this.

After getting away from the crowd, he found a secluded spot and changed into a clean pair of pants.

A few days later, a message swept across the entire continent.

The Spirit Hall is going to hold a Sect Re-election Tournament to re-evaluate the Seven Great Sects.

All the powerful and influential sects received invitations to participate in the competition sent by Qian Xunji.

In an instant, the entire Soul Master World was thrown into an uproar.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Yuanzhen sat upright in the main seat of the hall, his gaze sweeping over the elders below, and said in a deep voice, "Qian Xunji suddenly launched a Sect Re-election Grand Competition. What do you all think?"

Yu Luomian pondered for a moment, then said, "Brother, I think this is Qian Xunji's open scheme."

"Oh? Tell me about it." Yu Yuanzhen raised his hand in greeting.

Yu Luomian analyzed, "The ranking of the Seven Great Sects hasn't changed for many years; it's been too stable for far too long."

"Qian Xunji's sudden decision to hold this re-selection competition is most likely because he has his eye on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's current weakness and wants to take this opportunity to suppress and weaken us, the old sects."

He paused, then continued, "Consider this: the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect doesn't even have a single Titled Douluo now; its position among the Upper Three Sects is already precarious."

"The Lower Four Sects are all eyeing this position covetously. Who wouldn't want to seize this opportunity to rise to power and take the place of the Upper Three Sects?"

"Once the competition begins, those sects will inevitably fight to the death for the Upper Three Sects positions."

"In order to protect the glory that has been passed down through generations, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will definitely fight with all its might. At that time, casualties within the school will be unavoidable."

That makes sense.

Yu Yuanzhen slowly, clearly agreeing with Yu Luomian's statement.

On the surface, this Sect Re-election Grand Competition is a contest of strength and a reshuffling of sect rankings.

In reality, it was a carefully laid out scheme by the Spirit Hall, with the aim of using the tournament to weaken and suppress the strength of the major sects.

He had heard Yu Mingxiao say that the Spirit Hall sent people to attack Sea God Island, resulting in the loss of several Titled Douluo!

That's Titled Douluo!

Every Titled Douluo holds a pivotal position on the continent and is the foundation of various major forces, yet several of them died at once.

Qian Xunji's sudden decision to hold Sect Re-election Grand Competition might be due to the Spirit Hall's heavy losses, prompting them to suppress other major forces and solidify the Spirit Hall's dominant position...

Yu Mingxiao spoke up at the opportune moment, "Father, in my opinion, Qian Xunji's scheme is still aimed at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan should not be affected, so going to the Spirit Hall will not be a problem."

He had already shown some of his strength back on Sea God Island. As long as Qian Daoliu wasn't out of his mind, he would definitely tell Qian Xunji about it.

Therefore, even if the Spirit Hall organizes Sect Re-election Grand Competition, they might still specially reserve a spot for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to be exempt from the competition, ensuring their position among the Upper Three Sects is secure.

As for what the arrangements will be at that time, he had no idea.

As for which sects will be weakened under this opportunity?

What does this have to do with him?

One must be strong to forge iron.

He wasn't Ning Fengzhi, the kind of guy who jumped around and shouted about being of the same ilk every day; he could only unite with other forces to protect himself.

If he is strong on his own, does he need to form alliances?

Yu Yuanzhen nodded slightly and said, "Alright. Mingxiao, Luo Mian, come with me to Spirit City in three days."

He knew Yu Mingxiao was already Level 99, so he treated it as a trip to Spirit City.

"Perhaps, my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan can seize this opportunity to reach the top and become the number one sect on the continent."

He didn't say it aloud, but he was filled with anticipation.

The meeting ended, and the people dispersed in twos and threes.

Yu Yuanzhen pulled Yu Mingxiao back, his brows furrowed. "Mingxiao, several days have passed. Qian Xunji wrote that Xiaogang left Spirit City safely a long time ago, but he hasn't returned yet. At his normal travel speed, he should have arrived at the sect a couple of days ago."

"What if Xiao Gang was kicked out of Spirit City by Qian Xunji and feels ashamed, so he doesn't dare to go back to the sect?" Yu Mingxiao said casually.

"This...it seems quite possible," Yu Yuanzhen said.

Yu Mingxiao said, "Don't worry about it. He'll naturally go back to the sect when he runs out of money and can't make a living anymore."

"Sigh~ You're right. I'll just ignore him then. Anyway, the mainland is relatively safe on the surface, so I doubt anyone would assassinate that good-for-nothing," Yu Yuanzhen sighed.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Dingling dismissed the envoy from the Spirit Hall, her face instantly darkening. She immediately summoned all the elders to the Seven Treasure Main Hall for a meeting.

The Spirit Hall's sudden move to hold a re-election of the Seven Great Sects immediately raised suspicions, and the atmosphere within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect became tense.

Ning Dingling glanced at the elders below, her face filled with worry. "Everyone, the Spirit Hall has suddenly launched Sect Re-election Tournament. Our sect is in big trouble now."

Currently, the strongest person in their sect is only an 87th-level Shadow Snake Soul Douluo.

To be honest, with the sect's current strength, it is no longer qualified to sit in the Upper Three Sects.

Before Elder Cai passed away, most of the sect's resources were allocated to several non-family elders who Soul Douluo, in the hope that they could make further progress and break through to the Titled Douluo.

Not only that, the sect has also been busy all these years, constantly searching for and recruiting strong individuals with the potential to become Titled Douluo.

However, the result was not ideal.

The Titled Douluo cannot be achieved simply by piling on resources; they also cannot obtain those rare and immense opportunities.

It still depends on individual Talent. If you don't have the Talent, giving you a lot of good things won't help; it's just a waste of effort.

Ning Dingling had previously taken a liking to Chen Xin and originally intended to recruit him into the sect, but Yu Mingxiao intercepted him halfway through, which nearly drove her crazy.

Now that Chen Xin has become Titled Douluo, this matter has become a lingering worry in her heart.

"Sect Master, the Spirit Hall is truly despicable! They're clearly taking advantage of our sect's lack of Guardian Douluo kick us while we're down. By suddenly holding the Sect Re-election Tournament, they're trying to kick us out of the Upper Three Sects!" an elder said indignantly.

"That's right, Qian Xunji is too vicious. I've never seen such a shameless person." An elder angrily echoed.

Ning Dingling frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Alright, there's no use complaining now. Several Soul Douluo elders will accompany me to Spirit City in three days."

"Sect Master, are we really going to participate in that Sect Re-election Tournament? The Starry Sky Sect has Titled Douluo in charge, and we're afraid they'll really take our place among the Upper Three Sects..." an elder said with a heavy heart.

The Starry Sky Sect, a newly emerging sect, made a name for itself on the continent by relying on Soul Tool and the Mercenary Guild. In just one year, it rose to prominence with its powerful strength and became a force to be reckoned with in the Soul Master World.

Ning Dingling frowned, about to speak, when Ning Fengzhi sighed first, "Third Elder, given the current situation, if our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect avoids the competition, it will be tantamount to cowardice, making it difficult to gain a foothold in the Soul Master World in the future."

Ning Dingling nodded and continued, "We occupy one of the Upper Three Sects, and many people have long been envious and dissatisfied with us. Now we have no choice but to bite the bullet and participate in the competition."

Ning Fengzhi continued, "Even if we really lose our position among the Upper Three Sects, it doesn't matter. The Spirit Hall's intentions have already been revealed; they just want to take the opportunity to suppress the major sects."

"We can take this opportunity to form an alliance with the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and then join forces to fight against the Spirit Hall!"

Ning Dingling frowned slightly and advised in a low voice, "Fengzhi, you're being too reckless. You'll easily attract the attention of the Spirit Hall and become a scapegoat."

In her opinion, support-type Soul Master shouldn't be going through all this trouble.

To put it nicely, it's having a long-term vision; to put it bluntly, it's just jumping around and causing trouble everywhere.

Ning Fengzhi pursed her lips without retorting, but she disagreed with her sister's words.

It's unrealistic to expect the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Clear Sky Sect to take the initiative to form an alliance. Both of these sects are arrogant and short-sighted.

They were so focused on protecting their own sect that they were completely unaware of the crisis.

There are two sides to the story.

Yu Xiaogang is in a terrible situation, but he's completely unaware of it.

After the "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul" spread to a small circle, many Soul Master families were intrigued. Some even had their children, who had just broken through to level ten, try to absorb a 450-year-old Soul Ring with some skepticism.

The "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul" states that the maximum absorption period for the First Soul Ring is 735 years. With the backing of the Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the parent felt that absorbing a 450-year Soul Ring should be... no problem.

But something terrible happened; the child exploded on the spot.

Yes, it exploded right in front of him, its internal organs splattering all over his face...