Yu Xiaogang, Are You Stacking Buffs Here?

The words fell.

Yu Xiaogang held back a breath of frustration.

He was unsure what a mysterious Titled Douluo like Ye Qingtian would actually do.

But considering the existence of Spirit Hall, he still waited hopefully for Ye Qingtian's answer.

"Can't you understand human speech?"

"Or do you think I am such an easygoing person, Yu Xiaogang?!"

Ye Qingtian calmly scrutinized Yu Xiaogang.

He had not expected Yu Xiaogang to still be so intent on asking him for a favor.

Qian Renxue had just laughed. Anyone with eyes could see why she had laughed; she had clearly decided that such a thing was impossible.

Everyone present, including Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin, could tell that there was no chance of Ye Qingtian doing him a favor.

Yet Yu Xiaogang went against the grain, acting as though he had considerable standing.

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth.

He met Ye Qingtian's increasingly icy gaze.

His throat suddenly felt as though a fishbone were lodged in it.

Just as he was about to continue speaking, an enormous pressure suddenly squeezed in from all directions.

"Urgh..."

Yu Xiaogang let out a muffled groan.

Before he could offer any resistance,

his legs buckled, and with a bang, he dropped straight to his knees.

The Soul Pressure came too swiftly, leaving Yu Xiaogang no room to react. Even if he had reacted, it would have made no difference.

His knees slammed heavily into the ground.

Intense pain crashed over him like landslides and tidal waves.

"Hiss—"

Yu Xiaogang sucked in a sharp breath.

The pain twisted his face into a savage grimace.

Deep wrinkles formed across his forehead.

He had seen Ning Rongrong forced to kneel before. Her knees had indeed been injured, but at least they had not broken.

So why was it different for him...

Why had things suddenly gone in an entirely different direction?

Did I, Yu Xiaogang, truly have not even a shred of standing left?

One round of Soul Pressure had forced his knees into the ground hard enough to shatter his kneecaps.

This was too much! Truly too much!

"Teacher..."

Tang San abruptly came back to his senses.

He moved to help Yu Xiaogang up.

But the moment he took a step forward, the Soul Pressure surrounding Yu Xiaogang immediately shut him out.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not get even half a step closer to Yu Xiaogang.

Aside from Tang San, no one else was surprised to see Yu Xiaogang in such a state.

Including Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin, everyone believed Yu Xiaogang had brought this upon himself.

In fact...

there was even a sense that he had pushed his posturing too far.

What kind of trash status was that, running to Ye Qingtian and demanding a favor?

When the face of his so-called "Master" was no longer enough, he had to borrow Spirit Hall's name to bolster himself?

Pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger only worked if one was truly a tiger in the first place.

Yu Xiaogang, you were plainly pretending to be a pig because you really were a pig!

Yu Xiaogang knelt before Ye Qingtian, thoroughly unbalanced.

The pain in his knees stabbed at his heart every moment. He wanted to stand, but he no longer had the right to do so.

Even when he had once roamed freely through the Soul Master World, he had never suffered such humiliation!

"Spirit Hall is the foremost Soul Master force on Douluo Continent. It has more than merely two or three Titled Douluo, and it provides subsidies to commoner Soul Masters, making immense contributions to the Soul Master World."

"Senior, no matter how inadequate I, Yu Xiaogang, may be, I am still an Honorary Elder of Spirit Hall. Aren't you going too far?!"

"I merely wish to take someone away. Although Xiao Wu was at fault first, she is only a child. Why must you press her so relentlessly, Senior?"

"Furthermore, Senior, you say that I, Yu Xiaogang, have no standing and you are unwilling to do me this favor. But surely you must still give Spirit Hall some face, must you not?!"

Pfft—

Unable to hold it in,

Qian Renxue laughed again.

Covering her mouth, she wore an odd expression.

Her shoulders shook uncontrollably as she looked at Yu Xiaogang, trying desperately not to laugh.

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed wildly.

His face darkened completely, black as the bottom of a pot, telling everyone at every moment

that he, Yu Xiaogang, was in an extremely bad mood!

Seeing this,

in order to maintain her identity as Crown Prince Xue Qinghe,

Qian Renxue forcibly suppressed her laughter. Her face returned to a solemn expression as she explained with great seriousness,

"I'm terribly sorry. I merely suddenly remembered that one of our Soul Beasts gave birth to twins this time."

"Well, Master, please do not misunderstand."

Yu Xiaogang: "..."

I'd be a fool not to misunderstand!

What was so strange about a Soul Beast giving birth to twins?

Take rabbit-type Soul Beasts, for example. Who knew how many times they went into heat each year?

Pick any random hundred-year rabbit-type Soul Beast, and it would likely have countless offspring.

What was so funny about mere twins???

Tang San said nothing.

Unable to break through Ye Qingtian's Soul Pressure and approach Yu Xiaogang,

he suddenly heard Qian Renxue laugh again. His cold gaze immediately fell upon her as he secretly calculated,

"This Crown Prince Xue Qinghe..."

"Hmph, he truly is not much different from that Xue Beng I encountered a few days ago!"

"The Heaven Dou Empire, such a vast imperial family, yet it is so utterly uncultured!"

"An empire capable of raising such descendants is indeed filthy beyond measure and deserves death!"

After taking several deep breaths in succession,

Yu Xiaogang worked hard to calm himself.

He readjusted his mindset and realized that Spirit Hall's prestige alone was insufficient to make Ye Qingtian show him favor.

Suddenly, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

A highly "reliable" method immediately surfaced in his mind.

"Senior, if you believe my status as an Honorary Elder of Spirit Hall is still insufficient,"

"then would it work if I added another status? I, Yu Xiaogang, am a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and the current clan leader, Yu Yuanzhen, is my father!"

"If you are willing to do us this favor, Senior, our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will owe you a debt of gratitude. As the saying goes, it is better to resolve enmity than to deepen it!"

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

Watching Yu Xiaogang continue stacking buffs like this,

he suddenly wanted to take Ning Rongrong back to Heaven Dou City first to carry out Ye Qingtian's punishment.

Continuing to waste time here listening to Yu Xiaogang's rambling nonsense truly felt like a waste of life.

Yu Xiaogang, Yu Xiaogang, is there something wrong with your brain?!

Are you stacking buffs here?

Would someone like Ye Qingtian care about such statuses and positions?

Even our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had backed down, yet you dragged the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan into this. Were you afraid Ye Qingtian would not flatten your entire clan?

A powerhouse like Ye Qingtian truly had that ability. Did you want to see your old father—

Yu Yuanzhen: Thanks to my wonderful son for delivering the deluxe clan-destruction package.

Qian Renxue also looked at Yu Xiaogang speechlessly.

After pondering for a while, she suddenly raised a thumbs-up at him.

The unexpected thumbs-up left Yu Xiaogang somewhat bewildered.

Yu Xiaogang: "Your Highness the Crown Prince, what do you mean by that?"

Qian Renxue pondered, struggling not to laugh. "Nothing. I merely discovered that Master, you are suddenly quite capable."

"Yes, you are very brave. This Crown Prince admires you greatly!"