Golden Holy Dragon Exposed. Gangzi, you're the real trash.

"Silence!"

Bibi Dong suddenly unleashed a terrifying wave of soul power that swept across the entire venue, then said coldly, "Watch the livestream!"

At this moment, Bibi Dong was in a terrible mood.

The man she loved was being attacked by everyone, yet because of her status as the Pope of Spirit Hall, she was held back and unable to say a single word in Yu Xiaogang's defense! Bibi Dong was suffering greatly inside.

The livestream on the heavenly screen continued.

Yu Xiaogang had already roughly recounted the first half of his life. In summary, it came down to one sentence: I'm a genius, I worked very hard, but Luo Sanpao was too useless and couldn't carry me.

Tang Si nodded while suppressing a laugh, then asked, "I heard that you, Flander, and Liu Erlong have a martial soul fusion skill called the Golden Holy Dragon, right?"

"Huh? Hahaha~~~" Yu Xiaogang laughed proudly. "I didn't expect you to have heard of my two friends."

Tang Si asked with a smile, "Then may I ask why the martial soul fusion skill of a fire dragon martial soul, a cat owl martial soul, and Luo Sanpao—whom you call a pig—would be a Golden Holy Dragon?"

"Th-this... this..."

Yu Xiaogang dearly wanted to say: Martial soul fusion skills come in all sorts of strange forms...

Tang Si continued, "As a theoretical master, have you never considered where the Golden Holy Dragon came from? And you can still be called a theoretical master?"

"I... I..."

Yu Xiaogang was rendered speechless. He thought, That's right, where did the Golden Holy Dragon come from? Why had I never considered it?

The people of the other world could not hear Yu Xiaogang's inner thoughts.

In the other world.

Everyone had yet to recover from the siblings' relationship, which defied social ethics and twisted their worldview, when they heard another question from Tang Si.

Where did the Golden Holy Dragon come from?

Dugu Bo sneered, the corners of his mouth curling upward as he spoke on the heavenly screen.

[Dugu Bo: This old man can testify that the martial soul fusion skill of the three of them is the purest Golden Holy Dragon.]

[Seventh Consecrator of Spirit Hall: So what? Why would a cat owl, a fire dragon, and a pig fuse into a Golden Holy Dragon?]

[Second Consecrator of Spirit Hall: This old man has seen countless martial soul fusion skills, and every one of them has clues that can be traced. For example, the Netherworld White Tiger, the Dragon-Serpent Combined Strike, and so on—all have origins related to the martial soul attributes of both parties in the fusion.]

[Fourth Consecrator of Spirit Hall: It would make sense to say that the fire dragon and cat owl provided the Golden Holy Dragon's body and wings. But where did the Golden Holy Dragon's pure sacred light attribute come from? No one understands sacred light attributes better than Spirit Hall!]

[Seventh Consecrator of Spirit Hall: Our Spirit Hall is the authority!]

[Dugu Bo: Let us invite the theoretically invincible Master Yu Xiaogang to provide an explanation. Oh, right—if your soul power is insufficient, this old man can relay your words to the heavenly screen for you.]

At this moment, Dugu Bo and several of Spirit Hall's consecrators had tacitly united on the same side.

[Very good, Dugu Bo. You have chosen the path to death!]

Tang San narrowed his eyes and glanced at Dugu Bo. Dugu Bo sensed the killing intent and snorted coldly, but said nothing.

Since Tang Hao had appeared on the heavenly screen, Dugu Bo would no longer make a move against Tang San. Even if they fell out completely, he would not act.

Tang San turned back and said, "Teacher, I believe in you."

"Little San..." Yu Xiaogang was deeply moved and murmured, "I only have you left."

"Xiaogang, I believe in you too."

Liu Erlong hurriedly followed Tang San's lead, earning a sentence from Yu Xiaogang: "Erlong, thank you for still believing in me."

Liu Erlong was instantly thrilled, and proceeded to praise Yu Xiaogang several more times on the heavenly screen.

Dugu Bo shouted loudly, "Yu Xiaogang, where did the Golden Holy Dragon come from? Why don't you explain it? Speak!"

"Everyone, be quiet!"

At that moment, Bibi Dong once again stepped forward to protect her man, saying in a deep voice, "The heavenly screen will reveal the answer soon! Master's theories are invincible, so naturally he has his own insights. Even if he explained them to you, you might not understand."

Dugu Bo: "..."

Dugu Bo was utterly speechless. He thought, Is she really this love-addled? Can't she see what complete trash Yu Xiaogang is? At this point, she's still protecting him? Hehe~ With Bibi Dong around, if Spirit Hall doesn't fall, then heaven truly has no justice!

Unfortunately, Dugu Bo did not dare say those words aloud. Otherwise, an all-out brawl would inevitably break out.

On the heavenly screen.

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang could not provide an answer and looked as though he wanted to speak but held back, Tang Si said with a smile, "Fine, don't say anything. Even if you wracked your brain, you wouldn't figure it out! Let me tell you instead."

"You know?" Yu Xiaogang looked utterly astonished.

"The reason the martial soul fusion skill of you three is the Golden Holy Dragon—and why the Golden Holy Dragon formed by the three of you is controlled primarily by you—can be explained by two points. First, the quality of your martial soul far surpasses that of the fire dragon and cat owl! Second, the Golden Holy Dragon's bloodline and sacred light attribute came from your Luo Sanpao!"

"Impossible!"

Yu Xiaogang loudly denied it.

Tang Si continued, "A detached martial soul is something rarely seen even once in ten thousand years! Your talent fills me with envy! Yet you treated a Golden Holy Dragon hatchling as a pig? Is this what makes you a master?"

"A Golden Holy Dragon hatchling? Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How do you know these things? You made it up, didn't you?"

Tang Si chuckled. "You've always said, [There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters]. Those words are completely correct! Luo Sanpao is an existence comparable to a god-tier martial soul, while you are the most worthless kind of trash! You held back Luo Sanpao's growth! Luo Sanpao should have been a Golden! Holy! Dragon! Soaring through the skies! You are the useless one! Trash through and through!"

Yu Xiaogang could not accept it and retorted urgently, "How could a child like you know such things? Did someone deliberately tell you to humiliate me like this? This is too much! It's truly too much! Tell me right now—who ordered you to do this? Speak!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Xiaogang tried to step forward and grab Tang Si by the shoulders, but Tang Si dodged him in advance.

"Heh heh~~"

Tang Si sneered, then turned and left, tossing back one last remark: "A worthless piece of trash who feeds carrots to a Golden Holy Dragon hatchling every day thinks he's worthy of becoming my master? What am I supposed to learn from you—how to fart? So I can inherit the godhood of the Fart God someday?"

"Stop right there!" Yu Xiaogang was clearly enraged, his voice shooting up several dozen decibels.

"Heh heh~ See you around, old man. I don't want Luo Sanpao blasting me with one of his farts. It might not kill you, but it sure can disgust you to death!"

Tang Si quickly ran off, grumbling inwardly as he ran: [I've been transmigrated for six years, and I never suffered a loss at that old bastard's hands. Yet I actually took such a huge loss from this trash Xiaogang. I'm so pissed!! Because of him, my system mission was rated only average. Xiaogang, you already have a death wish.]