Gangzi: I'll destroy Spirit Hall at any cost!

"Blind Douluo is incredible!"

The Clones stared in amazement, each giving Su Yuntao a mental thumbs-up.

"Thank you all for your help." Su Yuntao cupped his fists to the crowd, then marched Gangzi, still dazed from two Big Slaps, into Spirit Hall. "Spirit Hall will see that this Heinous Criminal receives a fair trial. You have my word."

Beside him, Sisi practically had hearts in her eyes. "Yuntao, you're so handsome!"

Su Yuntao froze for a moment. He hadn't expected the Goddess to acknowledge him. A smile immediately spread across his face, and he tightened his grip on Gangzi. "Haha, I was only doing my duty as a Deacon."

"Phew. I'm done, I'm done. Your Divine Dog: Totality is too strong." Tang San wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved to Hei Ranbai.

"Your Hidden Weapons are strong too." Hei Ranbai stroked Bruce's head.

In truth, he had been holding back a great deal. Divine Dog: Totality had the attack, defense, and speed to handle a Soul Grandmaster. But Hei Ranbai worried Tang San might decide he "already had a way to die" and refuse to make Hidden Weapons for him to use against Mahoraga. Otherwise, he would have let Bruce give Tang San a thorough beating to repay the killing intent Tang San had shown him in the Soul Hunting Forest.

"Bad news, Tang San! Bad news!" An urgent voice rang out.

"Wang Sheng? What happened?" Tang San frowned.

"Grandmaster... Grandmaster killed someone. Spirit Hall has him locked up!"

"What?" Tang San's eyes widened, and he took off running.

Tang San reached the entrance to Spirit Hall and immediately sought out Su Yuntao.

Su Yuntao had already handed Gangzi over to the other Deacons. Gangzi was a Soul Grandmaster who had committed murder in broad daylight. He was no ordinary Vermin, and Spirit Hall had decided to come down hard on him.

"Master Su Yuntao, can't you make an exception? My teacher only killed people who kept spreading rumors about him and mocking him," Tang San pleaded.

"Tang San, you must understand. When you do something wrong, you have to answer for it," Su Yuntao said firmly.

In his heart, he was actually a little grateful to Gangzi. He and Sisi had long been more than friends but not quite lovers. Those two Big Slaps had sent his standing in the Goddess's eyes soaring.

He really ought to thank Gangzi!

Tang San clenched his fists. For a moment, he considered charging in and rescuing his teacher himself.

But Hei Ranbai stopped him.

"Xiao San, there's nothing we can do here. Let's ask the Nodling Academy Dean for help," Hei Ranbai suggested.

In reality, he was deliberately buying time. The more Gangzi suffered, the better. If he held out a few days, an Infinite Points Card might appear as a limited-time offer in Hei Ranbai's Shop. More suffering for Gangzi meant more Emotion Points!

Ah, for the sake of my Emotion Points, Gangzi will just have to suffer a little longer!

As a Soul Ancestor, the Nodling Academy Dean had some influence in Nuoding City. But Gangzi's crimes were too serious.

He had not only killed people and resisted arrest, but had even impersonated the Pope.

Gangzi had done the Nodling Academy Dean a favor years ago, and the dean regarded him as a dear friend. Unable to help him now, he was beside himself with worry.

"Master Ma Xiunuo, may I see Grandmaster? Just once!" the Nodling Dean pleaded.

"No! Rules are rules. While a prisoner is detained, no one is allowed to visit—"

The Nodling Academy Dean "accidentally" dropped a pouch of Gold Soul Coins from his pocket. "Oh, Master Ma Xiunuo, you dropped your Gold Soul Coins!"

Master Ma Xiunuo glanced around, discreetly took the pouch, and checked its weight. His smile returned. "But Grandmaster is, after all, the Theory Grandmaster who proposed the Ten Core Principles of Martial Souls. I'm sure he has his reasons. Very well, you may see him. But you have no more than two minutes."

"Thank you so much." The Nodling Dean nodded.

The Nodling Dean hurried to see Gangzi.

When Gangzi saw the dean had come for him, light returned to his dull eyes.

"Wang Ruo, quick! Get me out of here!"

"Grandmaster, I wish I could, but I can't." The Nodling Dean sighed and briefly explained his predicament.

Useless fool!

Gangzi cursed him inwardly, but he did not dare turn on the Nodling Dean now. After a moment's silence, one person came to mind.

Flender!

They had not seen each other in more than ten years, but their friendship remained, and they often exchanged letters. Once Flender, a Soul Saint, arrived, Gangzi would surely be saved!

As if clutching at a lifeline, Gangzi shouted frantically, "Wang Ruo, go to my office! Send word about what's happened to me to Suotuo City in the Balak Kingdom. Use the address I gave you before. My old friend Flender will come help me!"

"All right," the Nodling Dean agreed at once.

The two minutes were up, and the Nodling Dean hurried away.

Gangzi breathed a sigh of relief. Several Deacons had just interrogated him in an Interrogation Room.

At first, he had denied killing anyone with Luo Sanpao's farts. But the Deacons had resorted to certain methods, employing the legendary Great Memory Recovery Technique, and Gangzi had confessed everything.

The Deacons were furious. They declared on the spot that nothing short of tearing Gangzi limb from limb would satisfy them.

Gangzi had his own argument. "I killed them with Luo Sanpao, but was it entirely my fault? Shouldn't they reflect on their own behavior? They kept mocking me and spreading rumors about me! I'm a Soul Grandmaster. What gave those lowly commoners the right to insult me?"

The Deacons laughed in disbelief. "If they'd mocked you for no reason, that would be one thing. But which part did they get wrong? Did you not plagiarize other people's theories? Did you not get involved with your own cousin? Or does your Martial Soul's ability not involve farting?"

Hearing the Deacon mock him like that, Gangzi breathed hard through his nose, seething with rage.

He nearly summoned Luo Sanpao to blast the Deacon in the face.

"Spirit Hall... How dare Spirit Hall humiliate me like this!" Gangzi lay on the bed in his temporary cell, fists clenched with anger.

Just you wait! If anything happens to me, Xiao San will avenge me. As long as I, Yu Xiaogang, draw breath, I'll destroy Spirit Hall at any cost!

Gangzi lay on the bed, fuming.

Tang San was trying to figure out how to get his teacher released.

And what was Bai Ranmo doing?

Bai Ranmo quietly arranged for several Clones to commit a few minor offenses, then turn themselves in at Spirit Hall in Nuoding City.

Gangzi had no idea what awaited him.