The Collapse of Yu Xiaogang

"Xiao Yun, is there anything we can do to help?"

Right now, Chen Xin only wanted to get as far away from this woman as possible. He would do anything.

"Yes. You can help Xiong Jun and the others record information on the Soul Beasts. Among them, only Bi Ji and a few Emerald Swans have any education, so they're far too slow."

Ye Yun pointed at the great ferocious beasts bustling nonstop below as he spoke.

Gu Rong stuck his head out and peered down several times, clicking his tongue inwardly.

The Soul Beasts down there had likely lived for a terrifying number of years. Just looking at the vicious aura around them told him they were not to be trifled with.

Chi Wang's three enormous heads all leaned in at once, circling him and sniffing him nonstop.

Finally, one of the heads flicked out a long tongue and gave Gu Rong's face a hard lick.

Warm, sticky saliva smeared all over his face, and Chi Wang's deep voice rang out. "Human, you smell delicious."

Gu Rong froze where he stood, his scalp tingling as he stared at it warily, afraid it would take a bite out of him.

"Brother Dog, I don't taste good. I'm all bones, and I haven't bathed in three years, so I stink all over. If you want to eat someone, eat that white-haired old sword bastard over there."

Beside the King of Ten Thousand Monsters, Chen Xin's mouth twitched. He could not be bothered with this shameless old bag of bones and simply began recording on his own.

At the same time, inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The sect disciple in charge of carrying out the latest orders was sprawled across a desk, sleeping soundly.

"Beep, beep, beep, beep!!"

A burst of urgent phone notifications suddenly exploded, jolting him straight out of his dreams.

He hurriedly grabbed his phone and opened the information.

The instant he read the contents, his whole body shuddered. Thinking he must still be half-asleep and seeing things, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face.

He rubbed his eyes, then focused and looked again. The message had not changed in the slightest.

"Good heavens... the young master has come up with something earth-shattering again!"

The disciple did not dare delay. Clutching his phone, he hurriedly sent it into the internal group.

Young Master's order: The sect has now fully mastered the entire process of hunting Soul Beasts and obtaining soul rings. Soul rings and soul bones can be directly customized according to need. From now on, obtaining soul rings will no longer be a barrier ordinary soul masters struggle to overcome.

The young master orders this information to be spread across the entire Douluo Continent immediately!

At the same time, all the sect disciples stationed across the continent and specifically responsible for spreading information were thrown into an uproar.

They used every method available to spread the news.

In just over half a day, it spread rapidly like a plague.

The family disciples who learned of it first were all thrilled. Another benefit had been added to the family!

Any member of the family could have a soul ring customized first, and there were even specialized soul masters responsible for analyzing them and making plans.

They were practically their reborn parents!!

Loyalty!!!

When the spies from other sects learned of the news, their first reaction was disbelief.

Soul masters hunting Soul Beasts to obtain soul rings had existed for over a hundred years. How could they possibly bypass this hurdle?

But when they thought of the family's endless stream of strange soul tools, that possibility did not seem entirely impossible...

And so they all passed the intelligence back to their respective sects.

Heaven Dou Empire, outskirts of the imperial city.

Inside a run-down little inn with mottled walls and crude furnishings.

Yu Xiaogang sat slumped in a wooden chair, utterly dazed. His eyes were hollow, his lips opened and closed again and again, and he kept murmuring under his breath, his tone full of stubbornness and panic.

"Impossible... This is absolutely fake!"

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. Completely losing control of his emotions, he roared:

"Soul masters are supposed to hunt Soul Beasts and condense soul rings! Without hunting Soul Beasts, it's impossible to obtain soul rings at all! My theory of the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls can never be eliminated!!"

Panic and despair swept through his entire body, and a glimmer of hope suddenly lit up in his bloodshot eyes.

"Little San... Right! I'll go find Little San! I have to ask him clearly!"

He shot to his feet, his clothes disheveled and his expression deranged. Throwing all caution aside, he kicked open the inn room door and sprinted wildly toward Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Mountain, where the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was located.

In truth, Yu Xiaogang knew perfectly well that he had no confidence he would be able to see Tang San.

Ever since he had rushed to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect several months ago, he had been stopped firmly outside the mountain gate by the sect guards. They had given him, a grandmaster, no face at all!

Even when he brought up his status as Tang San's teacher and announced his name, it was still useless. The sect guards had even beaten him up directly and driven him down the mountain in a wretched state.

The pride deep in his heart twisted completely, and Yu Xiaogang subconsciously pinned every fault on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

It had to be the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's doing!

These people were just jealous of him, jealous that he had managed to take in a peerless genius like Tang San, the kind rarely seen in ten thousand years! They had deliberately interfered, tearing apart master and disciple, intentionally cutting off any chance for the two of them to meet!

Clinging to this obsessive belief, Yu Xiaogang simply stayed in Heaven Dou City.

Every other day, he would run to the gate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and wait there, his heart full of desperate hope that he might bump into Tang San by chance.

But whether his luck was truly terrible or someone had arranged it on purpose, he waited for several full months. Forget meeting Tang San—he did not even catch a glimpse of the hem of his robe.

Day after day of waiting drained every last bit of his savings. His lodgings dropped from the top luxury hotel in Heaven Dou City, step by step, until he ended up spending his days in this cramped, filthy, foul-smelling, run-down inn.

His days were miserable and destitute, filled with disdain and cold looks, yet the obsession in Yu Xiaogang's heart did not fade in the slightest.

He clenched his teeth hard and refused to give up. Only one thought remained in his mind: he had to see Tang San. He had to take back everything that belonged to him!

After sprinting all the way there, Yu Xiaogang arrived outside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's mountain gate, panting heavily.

The two sect guards on duty at the gate looked up, immediately rolled their eyes in speechless exasperation, and turned their heads to mutter complaints to each other.

"Look, that old bastard's here again. Is it your turn to chase him off this time, or mine?"

His companion leaned lazily against the stone pillar of the mountain gate and waved a hand, his face full of impatience. "You go. I can't be bothered to beat him up. It's boring."

"Fine, I'll do it."

The guard shrugged, flexed his wrist joints, and his fists cracked as he stepped toward Yu Xiaogang with a mocking, savage grin.

"Well, if it isn't Grandmaster. Looks like the beating you took last time didn't hurt enough. Didn't learn a thing, did you? Still dare to come to our sect and cause trouble?"

The familiar scene and familiar tone came crashing over him. Yu Xiaogang's mind cleared for one brief instant, and the pain of being beaten by the guards last time swept through his whole body. Every bone in him seemed to ache faintly.

But he still refused to lower his head. Stiffening his neck, he roared back hoarsely, his voice filled with unwillingness and anger:

"You can't treat me like this! The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has always preached harmony under heaven and tolerance for all things! What right do you have to target me at every turn and deliberately stop me from seeing my disciple?!"

The guard stuck out his pinky and casually picked at his ear, looking sidelong at Yu Xiaogang with utter disgust.

Then he stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar, drew his arm back with all his strength, and smashed a vicious punch into Yu Xiaogang's face.

"Pfft—"

A mouthful of blood mixed with molars sprayed straight out. Half of Yu Xiaogang's face instantly swelled high, the pain making his vision go black.

The guard loosened his grip, and Yu Xiaogang's body staggered backward and toppled over.

"Hah—ptui! Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? With all that evil in your heart, you still think you can enter our clan?"