Billions of Underworld Currency as a Congratulatory Gift

"Next, let us invite Sect Master Tang Zhen to share how the former Sect Master Tang Chen defeated Qian Daoliu and became the continent's strongest expert!"

Seeing that the crowd had been sufficiently warmed up, Tang Zhong quickly shifted the focus to Tang Zhen.

Amid the crowd's cheers, Tang Zhen slowly stepped onto the ceremonial platform.

"When my father defeated Qian Daoliu, I was still very young and knew little of the world."

"Qian Daoliu claimed to be invincible in the sky, yet even when he fought my father in the air, he was still no match for him!"

"And that despicable villain Qian Daoliu secretly ambushed my father after his defeat. Fortunately, my father was blessed with great fortune and escaped a fatal wound."

"When Qian Daoliu saw that he had failed to kill my father, he knelt and begged for mercy, swearing never to set foot in the Clear Sky Sect again!"

"My father took pity on Qian Daoliu for cultivating so many years and only spared him after making him swear a poisonous oath upon his Martial Soul!"

Tang Zhen's performance was exceptionally brilliant. Whether it was his acting or his expressions, he was far better than those idol actors.

At the very least, he made the story sound utterly vivid!

No one besides the three parties involved knew the specifics of the battle between the three Peerless Douluos.

Thus—

"What invincible in the sky? He was nothing but a petty villain!"

"Spirit Hall truly declined with every generation. The Pope before last couldn't beat Ancestor Tang Chen, the previous Pope couldn't beat Tang Hao, and the current Pope is even less worth mentioning."

"Mere Spirit Hall is nothing but dry bones in a grave. Sooner or later, we shall capture them!"

These guests who did not know the truth began discussing among themselves.

Although the guests' words were extremely unpleasant, Qian Cheng, who had blended into the crowd, paid them no mind.

When he heard that the Clear Sky Sect was holding its opening ceremony, Qian Cheng activated Chaos Guixu and openly led everyone inside.

"Did you hear that? Did you record it?"

Qian Cheng smiled at the Golden Crocodile Douluo beside him.

"Old Master, it's all recorded. I'll show it to Big Brother when we get back!"

A wicked smile appeared on Golden Crocodile Douluo's face.

That Qian Daoliu only knew how to take care of his health and play the good man every day.

Look at what the people of the Clear Sky Sect had made him out to be!

"Grandfather clearly competed with Tang Chen head-on in strength. He refused to fight using his own advantage, and that was why he lost to Tang Chen."

"These people are awful! They love framing others so much!"

Qian Renxue glared at Tang Zhen on the stage, her azure eyes filled with fury.

"You must remember this: hypocrites are even more disgusting than true villains!"

A cold glint flashed in Qian Cheng's narrowed eyes.

Just then, Tang Zhong's voice rang out again, pulling everyone's thoughts back.

"Sect Master, please pull down this red cord now!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Cheng's eyes immediately lit up.

It was here!

The gift he had carefully prepared for the Clear Sky Sect was about to make its appearance!

"Good!"

With a smile on his face, Tang Zhen forcefully pulled down the red cord.

The colorful ball hanging in midair suddenly split open down the middle!

Pale red banknotes drifted down from the ball, like blooming pink cherry blossoms!

The common currency of Douluo Continent was Gold Soul Coins, Silver Soul Coins, and Copper Soul Coins.

So-called gold notes were actually certificates of deposit for Gold Soul Coins.

After all, who would carry several million Gold Soul Coins around with them for no reason?

"So much money—there must be hundreds of millions here, right?"

"This amount should be about right!"

"As expected of the number one sect in the world. Their wealth is simply beyond our imagination!"

A sect master from a small sect casually picked up a gold note from the ground, and his expression suddenly turned somewhat bewildered.

"Heaven and Earth Bank? Since when did a new bank appear on the continent?"

"And why does the quality of this gold note feel a little off?"

At this moment, the other guests attending the celebration also noticed something wrong.

This money—

These gold notes.

They seemed to be fake!

Moreover, they looked very much like the paper money they usually burned for their ancestors.

No, not merely very similar—they were exactly the same!

In other words, these were underworld notes!

What were underworld notes?

They were for the dead!

The Clear Sky Sect was actually using underworld notes as gifts at its 444th anniversary celebration?

"Sect Master, I clearly put the gold notes in there! That was all of Yue Hua's savings!"

Tang Zhong's eyes widened, and he looked utterly lost.

No matter how hard he thought, he could not understand how the gold notes he had personally placed inside had turned into Underworld Currency.

"I know you wouldn't make such a mistake. Someone must be causing trouble in secret!"

Tang Zhen's cold gaze swept across everyone present.

He had a feeling that whoever was stirring up trouble had not yet left and was still at this celebration!

Sensing Tang Zhen's fury, all the guests attending the ceremony fell silent as cicadas in winter.

After all, no one wanted trouble to fall upon them!

"I was worried that after you die, you won't have any money to spend down below, so I sent you some in advance."

Just then, an indifferent voice suddenly rang out.

The voice was not loud, but it sounded exceptionally abrupt in the deathly silent courtyard!

All the guests instinctively turned to look.

"Who are these people? When did they get in? Why don't I know them?"

"Other than those two younger ones, everyone else is wearing masks. What exactly are they up to?"

"I can't sense any Soul Power from them at all. Could they all be ordinary people?"

"How could ordinary people possibly get in? Could it be them?"

The people appearing before Tang Zhen were naturally the Spirit Hall Titled Legion led by Qian Cheng.

There were not many of them, fewer than twenty in total!

Demon Bear Douluo and Holy Dragon Douluo were still dragging Tang Xiao around elsewhere, casually clearing out a few little rats.

To make this show more interesting, Qian Cheng had specifically made them wear masks.

"No matter who you are, if you dare cause trouble at my Clear Sky Sect's celebration, not even the King of Heaven himself can save you!"

Tang Zhen's eyes had turned red, white vapor spraying from his nostrils.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like a bull!

"Why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken?"

"They are merely a few petty thieves. Does Sect Master Tang need to act personally?"

"Leave it to me!"

The speaker was a lean middle-aged man, his gaze carrying expectation and confidence.

"Martial Soul Possession!"

In an instant, the phantom of a black baboon appeared behind the middle-aged man before merging with his body.

After entering the state of Martial Soul Possession, the middle-aged man's appearance changed at once.

His entire body was covered in thick, glossy black fur, while his hands had transformed into sharp beast claws!

White, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—seven horribly configured spirit rings slowly rose beneath his feet.

"Baboon True Body!"

"Sixth Spirit Skill: God Slaying Rage!"

The middle-aged man's sixth spirit ring erupted with black light.

Bathed in that light, his entire body transformed into a streak of black lightning as he pounced toward Qian Cheng.

His sharp beast claws gleamed coldly as they went straight for Qian Cheng's heart!