Tang San's Ugly True Face

Looking at the shabby shop before him.

After confirming it was Flander's little store, Du Bei walked in without hesitation.

"Welcome..."

"Pick whatever you want yourself. Prices are clearly marked, and no haggling..."

He followed that listless voice with his gaze.

There, he saw a figure sprawled lifelessly in a recliner, a book covering his face.

This guy was Flander.

But now was not the time to deal with him. He had to snatch that piece of Plate Crystal before Tang San wandered over here.

He scanned the shop for a moment.

At last, he found the wooden box in a display case, its surface coated with old dust.

It turned out no one had cleaned this place in ages.

He reached in, took it out, and walked to the counter.

He placed it on the cabinet.

"Boss, how much is this?"

Flander pushed up his glasses and glanced at the box on the counter, as well as the crystal inside that emitted a golden glow.

He thought for a moment.

That thing had been sitting in his shop for a long time, and no matter how he thought about it, he could not figure out what else it could be used for.

But seeing how precisely this person had picked it out, greed got the better of him!

He immediately named an exorbitant price.

"Two hundred Dread Coins, non-negotiable. Take it if you want it."

Faced with Flander's sky-high price, Du Bei did not even blink. He directly took out two hundred Dread Coins and tossed them onto the counter.

"I'll take it. Keep it here for now."

Without waiting for Flander to react, he headed straight out the door, with no intention of lingering.

What a joke. Tang San would probably be here any second.

"Hey, you're leaving already?"

Watching Du Bei depart, Flander felt as though he had missed out on a fortune. If he had known, he would have quoted an even higher price.

He had miscalculated this time.

As for Du Bei, the moment he stepped out of the shop, he immediately headed off in the opposite direction from where he had come.

"Damn it, why did Tang San get here so fast? Is he some kind of dog?"

"Did he smell the Plate Crystal?"

He hurriedly put both the Plate Crystal and its box into the Golden Carrot Pendant.

Good thing he had borrowed this from Xiao Wu beforehand.

If the two sides met, something unexpected might happen, especially since he had snatched the Plate Crystal first.

Even if Tang San had no grounds for it, he would probably try to seize it by force the moment he saw it. Du knew this bastard's character all too well after all these years.

He looked in the direction where Du Bei had disappeared.

"Who was that just now...?"

Tang San, dressed in luxurious robes, frowned. He felt that the person's back looked somewhat familiar. There was even a faint sense of disgust, which made no sense at all.

The burly man beside him noticed Tang San's unusual expression.

He quickly stepped forward to ask.

"Young Master, did something happen?"

His train of thought interrupted, Tang San frowned and shot the burly man beside him a cold glare.

The man said icily.

"Call me Young Master when we're outside. Are you calling me Young Lord because you're afraid those Spirit Hall bastards won't recognize my identity?"

"Do you believe I'll have my father replace you?"

Tang San was no longer the same person he had once been! He was no longer that poor boy from before.

Tang San was now the designated Young Lord of the Clear Sky Sect.

He was no longer that timid country bumpkin who had to watch everyone else's expressions at every turn.

"Young Master, I know I was wrong! Please don't replace me..." The burly man instantly broke out in a cold sweat at Tang San's words!

He hurriedly begged Tang San for forgiveness.

He was terrified Tang San would report him to that person. If that happened, then he would most likely...

Just thinking about it sent chills down his spine.

"Hmph, know your place!"

"Your Yang Family is ultimately an affiliated clan of my Clear Sky Sect. Make such a low-level mistake again..."

After berating him for a while.

Seeing the burly man's timid expression, Tang San felt utterly satisfied.

His vanity was instantly fulfilled.

"Let's go. This shop looks strangely appealing. Let's go in and take a look..."

"Yes, yes, Young Master. Whatever you say."

"..."

On a rooftop some distance away.

Du Bei, who had been secretly watching the scene, silently sent the video from earlier into the group chat.

[Already an Uncle: Look who I found. The young lord of the Clear Sky Sect. Interested? @Bibi Dong.]

[Little Princess: Clear Sky Sect? Didn't they seal off their mountain long ago? "Tilts head"]

[Big Goose: The Clear Sky Sect, holder of the continent's number one Tool Martial Soul? Young lord? Shouldn't that be young sect master? When did they dare show themselves again? Aren't they afraid of Spirit Hall's retaliation?]

[Bibi Dong: Hmph! A bunch of fools who don't know their place, and they still dare come out? Send me the location! @Already an Uncle.]

[White as Snow: That burly man in the video seems to be from the Clan of Strength under the Clear Sky Sect. It seems the Clear Sky Sect has not appeared openly either. There should be some scheme behind this.]

[Hu Liena: There's no sound in the video at all. Couldn't you have gotten a little closer? "Annoyed"]

[Already an Uncle: Are you kidding? There's a Soul Sage next to that guy. How am I, a little nobody, supposed to get closer? Am I supposed to deliver myself on a platter? "Shrugs"]

Spirit Hall.

The Pope's bedroom.

When Bibi Dong saw the final message, her brows furrowed slightly as she suddenly recalled the previous incident in the secret chamber.

Thinking back to when she had been knocked down.

During the period when her soul power had been sealed, Bibi Dong had indeed sensed that Du Bei's aura was not particularly powerful. Instead, it had felt roughly equal to Nana's...

After pondering for a while and recalling everything that had happened.

In the end, Bibi Dong sighed and swept those wild thoughts from her mind.

"Forget it. So what if I know now?"

She gently rubbed her forehead and looked at the white clouds outside the window, her heart filled with complicated emotions.

That night... let it pass just like that.

God Realm.

Inside the Rakshasa God's divine palace.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

"What is going on with that woman Bibi Dong? Why can't I manipulate her at all now? What exactly happened?!"

The Rakshasa God's furious aura surged in all directions!

She raged helplessly, unable to understand how the toy beneath her control had slipped free of her grasp.

Where had things gone wrong?

While the Rakshasa God was still considering countermeasures, she failed to notice that a divine sense had silently locked onto her.

"No! I can't give up on Bibi Dong, this toy! Increase the investment of divine power."

"At worst, I'll give her the rewards I deliberately withheld before. I refuse to believe she can resist such temptation."

In an instant, before the Rakshasa God could react!

A powerful pressure belonging to a higher god crashed down upon her, pinning her in place and leaving her unable to move in the slightest!

Then, accompanied by a dignified voice.

"Rakshasa God, your crimes have been exposed!"

"Come with me to the Gods' Committee. We need to have a proper talk about why you interfered with the normal order of the Douluo Continent!"

Then, a black-robed figure slowly appeared.

"Des... Destruction!!!"

The Rakshasa God screamed hysterically, the emotions in her heart plunging instantly to rock bottom!

She knew she was finished this time!