Upon hearing this, Yang Wudi and Niu Gao took the book from Jun Xuehan with some surprise and began to read it.
After a moment, Niu Gao nodded slightly and said, "This Combat Soul Tool seems quite interesting. I'll go back and ask the younger members of my family if they're interested."
Yang Wudi nodded in agreement and said, "Sect Master, I'm also somewhat interested in this. I'll study it with you and ask the little guy in our family while I'm at it."
Jun Xuehan put the book away, smiled, and said, "Then you should inform the other higher-ups and see if there are any members of their families who are interested in Soul Tool."
Yang Wudi slowly stood up and said, "Sect Master, then we won't disturb you any longer. Let's tell the other higher-ups about this matter."
Jun Xuehan nodded slightly to the two of them without speaking. Instead, he picked up the book in front of him again and began to read quietly. However, his mind was not on the book, but rather on Yu Xiaogang's question. A hint of killing intent flashed silently in his silver eyes.
But things quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
Time passed by, and the sky outside gradually darkened.
In the Front Hall of the Wind Snow Pavilion, Jun Xuehan slowly put down the book in his hand, took out a silver mask from his Soul Tool, put it on, stood up and walked out of the Wind Snow Pavilion.
The once bustling streets of Heaven Dou City became deserted as darkness fell.
Jun Xuehan's Gui Mei figure moved swiftly through the empty streets. Upon arriving at the gate of the Strength Clan, her silver eyes surveyed the Strength Clan before she slipped inside.
The Strength Clan, in the hall.
Tai Tan, Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, Ma Hongjun, and others gathered together to enjoy the fine wine and delicacies on the table.
Yu Xiaogang sat at the dining table, adopting the demeanor of a wise man, and engaged in eloquent discourse, while Tang San and Ma Hongjun were competing with the younger generation of the Strength Clan in drinking.
Laughter and cheerful conversation filled the dining room and echoed throughout the hall. It wasn't until late at night that the group, tipsy, were helped back to their rooms to rest by disciples of the Strength Clan.
On the west side, in a quiet room, Yu Xiaogang lay on the bed, let out a burp, stared at the ceiling, and muttered to himself, "Wind Snow Pavilion, Spirit Hall, Liu Erlong, Flender, you just wait. I will prove that I am a true Grandmaster, especially Liu Erlong, that fickle slut. When the time comes, I, Yu Xiaogang, will make you regret it."
"And you, Flender, I treated you like a brother, and you actually slept with my wife! You all just wait and see."
As he spoke, the room lights went out, and Yu Xiaogang closed his eyes, preparing to drift off to sleep.
Just then, a gentle breeze blew, and the window of the room was blown open with a creak.
Upon hearing the voice, Yu Xiaogang merely raised his eyelids slightly, showing no intention of paying attention.
Jun Xuehan appeared in the room, casually found a place to sit down, the Silver Dragon Spear appeared in his hand, and seven Soul Ring flashed beneath his feet: two purple, three black, Two Red.
Jun Xuehan raised the Silver Dragon Spear in her hand and pressed it against Yu Xiaogang's throat. She casually found a place to sit down and lightly tapped her fingers on the table, making a tapping sound.
Although the sound was very soft, it sounded particularly jarring in the quietest room.
Gradually, Yu Xiaogang seemed to realize something was wrong. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the sharp tip of the spear pressed against his throat. Just as he was about to shout, he heard a cold voice enter his ears.
"You can try and see if you can shout faster or my gun can move faster." Jun Xuehan lay on the bed, her voice unusually cold.
"Jun Xuehan, we have no past grudges or recent enmity. What are you doing? Besides, I am a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. The patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is also my father. If you want to attack me, you should think carefully about the consequences." Yu Xiaogang swallowed hard and spoke in a low voice, lying on the bed, not wanting to move at all.
"No past grudges, no present enmity? Wasn't it you who said I went astray? Wasn't it you who just said that our Wind Snow Pavilion would regret it?" Jun Xuehan looked at Yu Xiaogang on the bed and chuckled, saying, "As for the so-called Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, even if it's your father Yu Yuanzhen, I don't take him seriously, let alone you, Yu Xiaogang."
The silver spear in Jun Xuehan's hand trembled slightly, and the sharp tip pierced Yu Xiaogang's skin, Sisi of blood to flow out.
"Let's talk this out. We can discuss this properly." Upon seeing this, Yu Xiaogang quickly spoke up to stop Jun Xuehan's actions.
"I'm here today to talk to you about something. Just listen carefully and give me your answer when I'm done." Jun Xuehan sneered and began to recount Bibi Dong's story...
Yu Xiaogang listened to Jun Xuehan's account, shock appeared in his eyes, followed by astonishment, and then regret.
"Who is Bibi Dong to you? How do you know about these things?" Yu Xiaogang asked immediately after Jun Xuehan finished speaking.
"Bibi Dong is my teacher. In other words, I am the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall," Jun Xuehan said bluntly, staring at Yu Xiaogang.
His Mental Power had been probing the vicinity. There were only the two of them around, otherwise he wouldn't have wasted so much time talking to Yu Xiaogang.
"Oh, it was my fault. Take me to Dong'er. I have something to say to Dong'er." A glint of light flashed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes as he spoke with some sadness.
"You dare to call my teacher by his name? You're not worthy to visit my teacher!" Jun Xuehan sneered and slowly said, "I went to the Shrek Academy to see you some time ago and even gave you a big gift. How about it, Liu Erlong, are you satisfied with this gift?"
"Tsk tsk, you two have been married for almost thirty years, right? And yet, you spent a night with Flender. Besides, Flender was someone I carefully considered and chose. In terms of responsibility, he is much more suitable than you."
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's chest heaved violently, but looking at the Silver Dragon Spear pressed against his throat, he forced himself to hold it back.
"Well, Liu Erlong and Flender are a good match. Actually, all these years, I have always remembered your teacher. Under the cover of night, I will go back to the Spirit Hall with you to see your teacher. I have many things I want to say to your teacher." Yu Xiaogang involuntarily took a step back, lest Jun Xuehan's hand tremble and he die without knowing why.