The Celestial Veil: I, a Nine-Star Dou Saint, Broadcasted by Douluo
Chapter 23

Dai Mubai's Cultivation Was Crippled, and He Was Caged Like a Pig!

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"Hahahaha, this is killing me! This is supposed to be a top-tier Beast Martial Soul?"

"Isn't that just a big cat with white fur?"

"Four energy rings? Its aura's probably only about as strong as a Dou Zhe, right?"

"That's it? And he dares to cause trouble at the Misty Cloud Sect? He even dares to flirt with the sect master and the young sect master?"

Dai Mubai froze.

A big cat? A Dou Zhe?

"You blind fools! This is a White Tiger! The king of all beasts!" Dai Mubai roared in humiliation and fury, unleashing his third Soul Skill.

"Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

His body swelled again. Golden light flashed around him, and his aura surged. He pounced straight at Elder Ge Ye, who was nearest to him and looked like a butler. He meant to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys!

"Old man, get down!"

His claw came at Ge Ye with terrifying force. It was powerful enough to rend rock and seriously injure a Soul Master of the same rank.

But Elder Ge Ye stood where he was, without even lifting an eyelid. He merely shook his head helplessly. "Young people these days really have no idea how high the sky is or how deep the earth is.

"Maybe you were a tiger back in your homeland, but here—"

"You're not even fit to be a sick cat."

As he finished speaking, just as Dai Mubai's tiger claw was about to touch him, Ge Ye moved.

He used no flashy Dou Technique and didn't even activate his Dou Qi Armor. He simply gathered the Dou Qi of a Great Dou Master, raised his hand, and slapped.

Smack!

"Ah!!!"

Dai Mubai felt an irresistible, terrifying force slam into his face!

The defense he'd been so proud of, bolstered by his White Tiger Vajra Transformation, shattered like window paper beneath that single slap!

Teeth and blood sprayed from his mouth!

He spun through the air like a top, turning more than a dozen times before crashing into the square with a thunderous boom and smashing into the ground, leaving a man-shaped crater!

Douluo Continent, Star Luo Empire Imperial Palace.

"No!!!"

The Star Luo Emperor sprang up from his throne. As he watched his son fly away with a single slap, lying there unconscious or dead, the expression on his face was a sight to behold.

That was his son, the face of the Star Luo Empire!

The Evil-Eyed White Tiger Martial Soul was the pride the Star Luo Imperial Family had passed down for a thousand years. It could challenge opponents of higher rank, and its defense was invincible among those of the same rank!

But now—

"One slap. Just one slap..."

The Star Luo Emperor slumped onto his throne, his voice trembling and his eyes vacant.

"That old man didn't even use his Martial Soul—no, he didn't even activate that Dou Qi Armor thing!"

"My son, my White Tiger Martial Soul—were they really just sick cats in those people's eyes?"

"It's over. The Star Luo Empire's dignity has been trampled into the dirt..."

"Who will respect the Star Luo Imperial Family now? Who will fear our White Tiger Legion?"

The Empress beside him promptly fainted.

Watching this scene, the people of the Star Luo Empire felt much of their reverence for the Imperial Family disappear.

Shrek Academy.

"Boss Dai!!"

Oscar dropped to the ground in fright. The sausage in his hand fell, and he trembled all over. "That was the White Tiger Vajra Transformation! It boosted his defense and attack so much!"

"And a butler-looking old man just slapped him out of the air?"

Tang San looked grave, and even felt a trace of relief.

He was relieved that he hadn't been the one chosen.

"That old man's physical strength is terrifying."

Tang San activated his Purple Demon Eye and stared intently at Ge Ye's palm. In a low voice, he said, "He didn't use much energy. He simply reinforced his body with highly concentrated Dou Qi and broke through Boss Dai's defense with one slap."

"That world's cultivation system overwhelms ours in every way, from the inside out. Our Soul Power is too insubstantial. It's like cotton crashing into steel."

In the corner, Zhu Zhuqing watched Dai Mubai lying in the crater like a dead dog. A deeply complicated emotion flashed through her eyes.

There was disgust, but more than that, she felt released.

"So this is the pride of a prince you always talked about?"

"You're nothing but a clown in the face of absolute power."

"You swore you'd take me to the top of the world, yet you were thrown into the dirt on the very first stop."

"Dai Mubai, you disgust me."

Zhu Zhuqing turned and left, not sparing the Sky Screen another glance.

From that moment on, the fiancé in her heart was dead.

Misty Cloud Sect square.

"Cough, cough—pfft—"

Dai Mubai struggled to climb out of the crater. Half his face had swollen into a pig's head, and terror filled his mismatched Evil Eyes. He no longer showed even a trace of his earlier arrogance.

"How is this possible? What, what rank are you...?"

He asked through his broken teeth, his words slurred.

Elder Ge Ye stepped forward and planted a foot on his head, forcing it back into the dirt just as Dai Mubai had lifted it. He said coldly, "I am Ge Ye, an elder in charge of affairs at the Misty Cloud Sect, a Seven-Star Great Dou Master."

"By your reckoning, I'm only a little stronger than you.

"But that's more than enough to kill you, you lecherous tiger."

At that moment, Yun Yun spoke calmly from the high platform.

Her voice was cool and utterly devoid of warmth, yet it sealed Dai Mubai's fate. "As a visitor from another world, you not only failed to show respect, but also spoke rudely and flirted with me and Yanran."

"With a character like that, there's no use keeping you alive."

"Ge Ye."

"Yes!" Ge Ye answered respectfully.

"Since Yanran is going to the Xiao Clan to break off her engagement, and she's bringing gifts, add one more."

Yun Yun glanced at Dai Mubai beneath her feet with distaste, as though she were looking at a lump of garbage. "Cripple his cultivation and put him in chains."

"I hear that young master Xiao Yan of the Xiao Clan may be a good-for-nothing now, but he could use a pet to amuse him."

"This White Tiger looks unusual enough. Send him to the Xiao Clan as a guard dog."

"That way, the world can see what happens to anyone who dares show disrespect to the Misty Cloud Sect."

Boom!

To Dai Mubai, so proud and haughty, those words were ten thousand times worse than death!

Have his cultivation crippled and be made into a guard dog?

And sent to Xiao Yan, the one they called a good-for-nothing?

"No! I'm a prince! I'm the heir to the Star Luo Empire! You can't do this to me!!"

Dai Mubai screamed hysterically, tears and snot streaming down his face as he struggled with all his might.

But Ge Ye paid no heed to his wails. Dou Qi surged in his hand as he thrust a finger viciously into Dai Mubai's dantian!

Pfft!

The cyclone shattered, and his Soul Power dispersed.

Dai Mubai's eyes rolled back, and he passed out completely.

Then a thick iron chain was fastened around his neck. Like a dead dog, he was tossed into the dog cage at the back of the ornate carriage.

The wheels rumbled as the carriage headed toward Wutan City.

Everyone on Douluo Continent watched Dai Shao, once so spirited and arrogant, now curled up like a dead dog in a cage with a dog chain around his neck.

The people of the Star Luo Empire fell silent.

The people of Shrek Academy fell silent.

Everyone fell silent.

In this higher-dimensional world, so-called imperial authority, so-called nobility, and so-called Martial Souls weren't worth a damn.

Battle Through the Heavens Plane, Jia Ma Empire, Wutan City.

It was a bustling border city. Though it couldn't rival the grandeur of the imperial capital, its buildings were taller and more rugged than those in Suotuo City on Douluo Continent.

Even the common folk strolling the streets had faint Dou Qi Cyclones stirring within them.

On the main road leading to the Xiao Clan, a procession of carriages bearing the Misty Cloud Sect's Cloud Sword Emblem rolled slowly along.

Clink, clink—

The crisp scrape of iron chains against the ground sounded jarringly out of place on the busy street.

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