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"This senior..."

Yue Guan swallowed, but before he could finish speaking, the world spun around him.

His entire body was sent flying sideways through the air by a powerful external force.

Although he had protected himself with Soul Power at the first instant,

under that overwhelming force, all his defenses shattered like paper.

Before he could even react, he had already lost consciousness in midair.

Slap!

While everyone present was still reeling from the intense visual shock brought by Du Busi's Three 100,000-Year Spirit Rings,

the next moment, accompanied by a crisp slap, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, who had been showing off just moments ago, vanished from where he stood.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Three more dull crashes rang out, and the entire Grand Auction House shook violently three more times.

Everyone turned to look to one side.

They saw that a human-shaped hole had appeared in the wall of the Grand Auction House. Thinking of the slap from earlier, everyone felt an absurd feeling rise in their hearts.

A dignified Level 94 Titled Douluo elder of Spirit Hall had actually been sent flying by a single slap.

He had even fucking smashed through three walls.

Ning Fengzhi's cheeks twitched violently twice. He turned and exchanged a glance with Sword Douluo Chen Xin, and both saw the gravity in each other's eyes.

If this Body Douluo with Three 100,000-Year Spirit Rings could slap Chrysanthemum Guan away, then he could also slap Sword Douluo Chen Xin away.

Before such strength, there was not much difference between a Level 94 and Level 95 Titled Douluo.

"Heh, you want to take someone from my hands? Aren't you taking things a little too simply?"

Du Busi suddenly laughed, then flashed away and disappeared from sight.

Seeing Du Busi vanish, everyone was somewhat confused.

But that did not stop them from looking at Ye Ling with fearful yet curious eyes.

That Titled Douluo with Three 100,000-Year Spirit Rings had been following this young man the entire time.

"Young Master Ye, that Titled Douluo just now was...?"

Xu Yunchang carefully approached Ye Ling and asked in a low, fearful voice.

"Du Busi, titled Body."

Ye Ling glanced at Xu Yunchang and the others who had pricked up their ears. "He is a Chaplain of our Mending Heaven Pavilion, a Level 98 Super Douluo."

Gasp!

Several sharp intakes of breath immediately sounded throughout the hall.

None of those able to attend this Grand Auction House lacked knowledge, but a Level 98 Super Douluo was still beyond anything they could imagine.

Even the Royal Family had only Dugu Bo, a Level 91 Titled Douluo, as a Chaplain.

The Sword Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects, were merely Level 94 and Level 95, while Yu Yuanzhen of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was only a Level 95 Titled Douluo.

Titled Douluo with such strength were already enough to make their factions peak powers of Douluo Continent.

Then wouldn't the Mending Heaven Pavilion, with a Level 98 Super Douluo, stand above the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?

"Young Friend Ye, your Mending Heaven Pavilion is truly well-hidden."

Ning Fengzhi sighed. This Mending Heaven Pavilion that had appeared from nowhere was like a bottomless abyss, unfathomably deep.

"You flatter us, Sect Master Ning. Your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is one of the Upper Three Sects, with a profound foundation. How could our Mending Heaven Pavilion compare?"

Ye Ling truly was not flattering him.

At present, aside from its top-tier combat strength, the Mending Heaven Pavilion was utterly destitute, without the slightest foundation or reserves.

"The Martial Soul Fusion Skill of those two boys is rather interesting, but they are too weak. It is useless against truly powerful people."

A breeze swept through the hall, and Du Busi, who had disappeared earlier, returned to Ye Ling's side. However, he was holding a figure in each hand.

One was naturally Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan. The other was clad in black robes, his face obscured. He was presumably Chrysanthemum Douluo's close friend, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.

Looking at Ju and Gui Douluo, unconscious and held one in each of Du Busi's hands like toys,

Sword Douluo Chen Xin's face twitched involuntarily.

If those two had used their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, even he might not have been their match. Yet now they had ended up in such a state.

"Old Poison, they're not dead, are they?"

Ye Ling frowned as he looked at the two motionless Titled Douluo.

"Rest assured, Young Pavilion Master. They're not dead."

Du Busi shook his head and casually drew out a strand of inky Soul Power from each of their chests before tossing them directly onto the ground.

Only moments later, the two Titled Douluo slowly regained consciousness.

Aside from Yue Guan's face, swollen like a pig's head, their auras were merely somewhat weak. They did not appear seriously injured.

"A crooked sapling won't grow straight without pruning. Young Pavilion Master, see? After teaching them a lesson, aren't these two behaving now?"

Du Busi looked at Ju and Gui Douluo before him, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

"This senior, we represent Spirit Hall. Humiliating us like this means humiliating Spirit Hall!"

Ghost Douluo could not help saying resentfully.

"Quit spouting that bullshit at me."

Du Busi spat.

"What? Would Spirit Hall really start a war with our Mending Heaven Pavilion over the two of you?"

Ghost Douluo fell silent at those words.

To be honest, Spirit Hall truly would not become enemies with a force possessing a Level 98 Super Douluo with Three 100,000-Year Spirit Rings for their sake.

Ye Ling said nothing and merely shot Du Busi a sidelong glance.

"Forget it. You may leave."

Noticing Ye Ling's gaze, Du Busi waved dismissively at Ju and Gui Douluo.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a glance. They did not even dare to leave behind any threats before immediately preparing to depart.

They had already lost enough face here today. Once word of this spread, they would only be even more humiliated.

"Wait!"

Just as the two turned around, Du Busi suddenly spoke again.

"What do you mean, senior?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's face was swollen like a pig's head, making him unable to speak, so Ghost Douluo spoke again.

"I forgot something."

Du Busi rubbed his dark green hair, and a particularly kind smile appeared on his rough face.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei felt chills spread across their bodies, and an instinctive dread rose in their hearts.

"When I was dealing with you just now, the nail on my third finger accidentally chipped."

"As an apology to this senior, shouldn't you compensate me a little?"

"I won't ask for much. Give me eight hundred thousand to a million Gold Soul Coins each, and today's matter will be settled."

Everyone's expressions turned strange upon hearing this.

Even Ye Ling's mouth twitched twice.

Spirit Masters were relatively wealthy, and they generally cared about their dignity.

But there were hardly any in the entire Soul Master World with bandit-like conduct such as Du Busi's.

"Senior, don't go too far."

Gui Mei suppressed his anger as he spoke.

"What? You don't accept that?"

Du Busi glared at Gui Mei, and the powerful pressure forced him to retreat several steps.

"Fine!"

After hesitating for a moment, Gui Mei gritted his teeth and took out two gold cards from his Storage Soul Guiding Device.

"There are two million Gold Soul Coins in these. Consider them our compensation to senior!"

"Mm, at least you know how to show some respect to a senior."

With a wave of his hand, Du Busi summoned the two gold cards into his palm.

"Oh, right. Tell that whatever Platinum Bishop, that Salas or whatever, not to show up in Heaven Dou City again. Our Mending Heaven Pavilion doesn't like him."

After accepting the gold cards, Du Busi looked at Ju and Gui Douluo as they prepared to leave and added as though he had just remembered something.

Ghost Douluo supported Chrysanthemum Douluo. Without saying a word, the two took Salas and slunk out of the Grand Auction House.

Congratulations, host, on completing the mission: Establish a faction!

Congratulations, host, on obtaining one Linked Summoning Card!

Listening to the mechanical voice in his ear, Ye Ling let out a long breath.

Today's events had thoroughly established the Mending Heaven Pavilion's reputation and allowed him to complete the mission of establishing a faction.