Clashing with Yu Xiaogang: The Northern Underworld's Top Roaster Goes Live

Watching Yu Xiaogang prattle on in the Bullet Comments, pretending to understand what he did not, the scholars beside Bei Mingxue bristled with rage.

"A frog at the bottom of a well!"

Even Elder Di could not help snorting. "He calls himself a master of Martial Soul and Soul Beast research, yet he cannot tolerate even the slightest new theory. All he can do is reject it."

"Stubborn, arrogant, and utterly foolish! Those words alone show him for a man fishing for fame he has not earned. He will never accomplish anything great!"

Qiu Beiling immediately turned to Bei Mingxue. "Your Majesty, although our ancestor told us to observe for now, these fools are truly ignorant, sitting at the bottom of a well and unaware of how vast the sky is. Shall we act?"

"Your Majesty, give the order!"

General Long Wei could hardly wait to teach those Douluo bumpkins a lesson.

Bei Mingxue shook her head. "Have you forgotten our Progenitor's instructions? Watch and wait!"

At that, no matter how eager they were, none could defy Bei Mingyuan's Divine Decree. They could only sigh and step back.

Bei Mingyuan heard their thoughts. He had been thinking the same thing.

Avoiding the Sky Screen altogether was not the best strategy. It was the worst.

Only by stepping into the game himself could he glimpse the other side's true intentions. Without a thorough understanding of the Sky Screen, he could never uncover whoever was behind it.

Douluo Continent was now the perfect testing ground. He could use it to probe every capability the Sky Screen possessed.

So he immediately gave the order: they could act freely and show the world the grandeur of their Northern Underworld Continent.

Looking at the disappointed officials around her, Bei Mingxue felt anxious too. She wanted nothing more than to slap those natives in the face, but she had to obey her ancestor's command.

Just then, Bei Mingyuan's instructions entered her mind. Bei Mingxue smiled. "I shall obey the Progenitor's Divine Decree!"

Every eye turned toward her.

Bei Mingxue swept her gaze over the officials, a smile tugging at her lips. "The Progenitor has issued a Divine Decree. Let those frogs at the bottom of Douluo Continent's well see just how magnificent and mighty the Northern Underworld Empire is!"

The officials erupted with excitement, each stepping forward to ask to enter the livestream first.

"No. I will do it myself!"

With a thought, Bei Mingxue sent a comment across the sky screen.

[Bei Mingxue: Frogs at the bottom of a well, you have never seen the splendor of the sky. How dare you speak with such certainty and claim it is utterly impossible!]

[Bei Mingxue: You reject every view but your own and hear only what you want to hear. You sound nothing like a scholar and everything like someone chasing fame and fortune!]

[Bei Mingxue: This so-called Grandmaster of Douluo Continent is nothing but a fraud who steals a reputation he has not earned!]

Yu Xiaogang had not heard words that sharp in a long time—not since Tang San and the others had made a name for themselves and people from every quarter had begun currying favor with him.

The sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect treated him with deference, and the imperial family of the Heaven Dou Empire showed him great respect. The Shrek Seven Devils at his side had even taken first place in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament. His prestige had soared.

By now, he had grown proud and complacent. He believed he was Douluo Continent's true master of theory, with no one fit to stand beside him.

Now someone dared curse him like this. Of course he could not bear it.

[Yu Xiaogang: Who are you to insult me like that? If I am not the Grandmaster, are you?

Who exactly are you to speak to me this way!]

[Bei Mingxue: Hmph! I am the ruler of the Northern Underworld Empire, the North Nether Great Emperor, Bei Mingxue!]

Of the countless people under my rule, which one is not extraordinarily gifted and a hundred times your better?

A worthless fool born with only half a level of innate soul power dares call himself Grandmaster? You are not even worthy of appearing before me! Get out of my sight!]

At the sound of Bei Mingxue's title, the leaders of the other sects frowned.

There was an empire on the Northern Underworld Continent, and from the sound of it, a powerful one—perhaps no weaker than the Heaven Dou Empire or the Star Luo Empire!

If so, their earlier plans to seize resources and Soul Beasts from the Northern Underworld Continent needed rethinking.

Until they knew the other side's strength, they could not act rashly.

That was what those with brains thought. As for those without...

[Yu Xiaogang: North Nether Great Emperor? Ridiculous! Do you know who I am?

Listen well. I am Douluo Continent's foremost master of theory. I know every secret of Soul Masters and every fact about Soul Beasts.]

[Yu Xiaogang: From ancient times to this day, Douluo Continent has followed one truth: a Soul Beast can live for only a hundred thousand years!]

[Yu Xiaogang: Once it reaches a hundred thousand years, only two paths remain. It can ascend to Level 100 and fight for that sliver of a chance at life, or it can take human form. There is no other path!

And now you claim there are Soul Beasts three or four hundred thousand years old? Don't you find that laughable?]

At Yu Xiaogang's astounding claims, the people of the Northern Underworld Continent laughed without end, as though he were a clown.

"Your Majesty, let me speak!"

General Long Wei stepped forward. "My true form is a Black Demon Dragon King with seven hundred thousand years of cultivation. Let me show them how small they are!"

"Granted!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

General Long Wei stepped forward at once and connected to the Sky Screen's livestream with his mind.

[General Long Wei: Laughable? You are the laughable one! I am a Black Demon Dragon, and my true form has cultivated for seven hundred thousand years!

What you know barely scratches the surface of Soul Beast secrets. Now listen and learn how we Soul Beasts actually cultivate!]

Seeing that someone else had taken over—and that he claimed to be a seven-hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast—Yu Xiaogang felt a sudden knot of doubt.

Damn it. Could they be telling the truth? If he refutes my theory, won't I be humiliated?

But Yu Xiaogang quickly pushed the thought aside. He was riding a tiger now and could not get off. He had no choice but to cling to his theory.

For the sake of his pride and his reputation as a scholarly Grandmaster, he would follow this dark road to the end and fight to his last breath!

[Yu Xiaogang: You say you are a Soul Beast. Where is your proof? How can we believe you on your word alone?]

[General Long Wei: Hah. You cling like a dogskin plaster and refuse to let go!

The facts are right in front of you, yet you still struggle against them. Tell me this: has the Sky Screen ever given false information?]

[Yu Xiaogang: That...]

He hated to admit it, but everything the Sky Screen had reported so far had been accurate—at least everything concerning Douluo Continent.

People on both continents had already accepted that much.