Where Did This Ant Come From?

How to punish unscrupulous merchants?

First, abolish their evil and deceitful skills, and cripple the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Soul that possesses treasure appraisal abilities.

Then, strip them naked, hang a sign that reads "I am an unscrupulous merchant," and parade them through the streets.

Their deceitful skills gone, their reputation ruined.

Qian Xunji sized him up, finding the disciple of the Seven Treasures Ning Clan to be quite handsome.

A man with such a delicate appearance, fair and smooth skin, and a slender, thin build should be given as a welfare item to unmarried female soul masters in their fifties or sixties.

"Martial soul crippled, stripped naked, and paraded through the streets."

Qian Xunji's verdict was delivered.

Upon hearing this, Ning Xia's vision went black, and he nearly fainted.

Compared to Yu Xiaogang of the Blue Lightning Jade Clan and Tang Yin of the Clear Sky Tang Clan, his sentence could be considered life-saving.

But it was only a matter of preserving his life.

After his martial soul was crippled, he would become even more useless than a commoner who hadn't awakened their innate soul power.

Perhaps if he returned to the sect, he could serve as a stud, to propagate offspring.

But if he were stripped naked and paraded through the streets, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Once subjected to such a punishment that brought shame to his sect and clan, he, Ning Xia, would become the foremost sinner of the Seven Treasures Ning Clan.

"Who are you, to dare set up a court and judge a member of my Seven Treasures Ning Clan!"

Ning Hai arrived by carriage. Upon hearing Qian Xunji's judgment on Ning Xia, his eyes turned red with anger. He jumped out of the luxurious carriage without regard for his image, walking quickly as he pointed at Qian Xunji and shouted.

Crippling the martial soul of a direct descendant of the Ning family who possessed the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Soul.

Such an act was to make an enemy of the Seven Treasures Ning Clan and the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Even more outrageous was to strip him naked, hang a sign, and parade him through the streets, trampling the reputation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect underfoot.

Who in the soul master world didn't know and understand that their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect valued face above all else?

Not only did they slap their face, but they also stomped on it twice.

This was aimed at severing the foundation of their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

This was intended to prevent the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect from recruiting talented soul masters born into commoner families.

Ning Xia saw the Sect Master arrive with the sect-protecting Douluo, Fire Dragon Douluo, and several Soul Saint elders.

The look of fear and despair on his face was instantly replaced by joy and a sense of salvation.

With the Sect Master here, he could leave intact.

He wouldn't have his martial soul crippled, be stripped naked and paraded through the streets, and be pointed at by those commoners.

"What ant dares to bark so wildly before this Seat!"

Qian Xunji's tone was like a blizzard in the bitter cold of winter, chilling everyone present to the bone.

As he spoke, he raised his index finger, pointing it at Ning Hai, and shot out a golden beam of soul power.

Fire Dragon Douluo felt a deadly threat. As he revealed his martial soul, he reached out, grabbed Ning Hai's shoulder, and pulled him back, shielding him.

He then took Qian Xunji's attack head-on.

The golden soul power ray, which should have blown Ning Hai's head off, directly pierced Fire Dragon Douluo's shoulder.

The golden flames remaining in his body continuously burned his internal soul power, startling him.

Golden flames that burned others' soul power – this was the ability of the Angel Clan, the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

There was no other like it on the Douluo Continent.

This mysterious Titled Douluo, who had suddenly descended upon the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, clad in full armor that concealed his appearance, was from the Angel Qian family.

Besides the current Pope, Qian Xunji, and the former Pope, Qian Daoliu, there was no one else who possessed the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

Not only did the opponent possess the cultivation of a level 99 Titled Douluo, but he also ordered the arrest and trial of criminals as soon as he arrived in Heaven Dou City.

Only the Angel Qian family would do such a thing.

Seeing Fire Dragon Douluo bleeding from his injury, Ning Hai was shocked and asked with concern, "Uncle Fire Dragon..."

Fire Dragon Douluo urgently interrupted, "Little Hai, hurry and leave, that's..."

Before Fire Dragon Douluo could finish speaking, his eyes widened, and he stopped abruptly.

Seeing that his first strike had failed to kill Ning Hai, Qian Xunji seamlessly launched his second attack.

Combining spiritual power and soul power, he conjured dozens of golden short swords out of thin air.

Propelled by spiritual power, the golden short swords began to spin rapidly, then shot out like cannonballs.

Their speed exceeded the speed of sound, giving Fire Dragon Douluo and the Soul Saint elders no time to react.

Instant kill.

Ning Hai, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Fire Dragon Douluo, the sect-protecting Douluo, and several Soul Saint elders.

Unable to withstand a serious strike from Qian Xunji, they were all killed instantly.

Seeing this scene, the joy on Ning Xia's face vanished, replaced by terror and helplessness.

Dead, dead, they were all dead.

The Sect Master, the Guardian Douluo, and the Soul Saint elders—all dead.

A single move had wiped out nearly half of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's high-level combat power.

Although Fire Dragon Douluo was merely an aged and frail level 91 Title Douluo, they were both Title Douluos; how could the gap be so vast?

Ning Xia watched as Qian Xunji stepped forward to collect the bodies of the Sect Master and the others, yet he could do nothing.

He felt like a truly incompetent disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

But limited by innate conditions, those who possessed the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda martial soul could never become powerful battle soul masters.

"Your Excellency, you have killed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master and the Guardian Douluo," a Spirit Hall deacon said, his voice trembling.

Those few short seconds felt more intense than his entire life.

A Title Douluo powerhouse had actually been insta-killed by another Title Douluo!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and only heard it through rumors, he would have definitely scoffed and called it a lie.

Qian Xunji paused upon hearing this.

He hadn't expected that among the group he had just wiped out were the current Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master and the Guardian Douluo.

Were they really that weak?

How did they manage to secure a position among the Upper Three Sects?

Was Spirit Hall too strong?

Or were the other soul master factions in the outside world too weak?

That move just now—dozens of golden short swords firing in a spiral volley—was a new technique he had created by modifying his own fourth soul skill.

Not to mention Qian Daoliu or Golden Crocodile Douluo, there were several others within Spirit Hall who could have blocked that attack.

It couldn't even be considered an ultimate move.

Yet, the opponents had performed so poorly that they couldn't even react or use their soul ring skills before being killed.

"That was just your hallucination; there were no Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master or Guardian Douluo," Qian Xunji said casually.

Since the opponents were so weak, he refused to admit he had killed them.

If word got out that they had died by his hand, wouldn't that just bring glory to their names?

To be killed by a Limit Douluo was such an honorable thing.

That kind of treatment wasn't something you could get just because you wanted it.

Being killed by a Limit Douluo was proof enough that one's strength was formidable.

Qian Xunji highly suspected that the natives of Douluo would brag about such a thing.

"Was it really a hallucination?" the Spirit Hall deacon asked, confused.

"There aren't even any bodies left, so it must be a hallucination," Qian Xunji lied through his teeth, denying the facts.

The only reason he bothered to explain was that he found it troublesome and didn't want to deal with useless matters during his Asura God Trial.

For instance, wiping out the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Heaven Dou Imperial Family—the two factions that competed with Spirit Hall for civilian soul master geniuses.

With a flick of his wrist, the younger brother was dead, his fine clothes shredded, and Ning Xia was knocked unconscious, ready to be paraded through the streets.

Qian Xunji continued to judge the criminals, striving to complete the Asura Third Trial as quickly as possible.

Outside Heaven Dou City.

Countless nobles and wealthy merchants rode in carriages, lining up to enter the city.

The Emperor had issued orders, but they wouldn't listen.

When it concerned a Title Douluo powerhouse, they had to come.

Well-informed high nobles had already sensed something was wrong based on the intelligence they received.

Feeling that their own lives were in danger, they had acted in concert overnight, preparing to strike first.

The high nobles didn't believe that if they banded together—with hundreds of soul masters and tens of thousands of well-equipped guards—they couldn't pile up enough force to kill a single Title Douluo.

Those who kill shall be killed in turn.