Furious Rebuke of Yu Xiaogang: Northern Underworld's Top Trash-Talker Takes the Stage

Watching Yu Xiaogang prattle on in the bullet comments, pretending to understand what he knew nothing about, the scholars beside Bei Mingxue bristled with fury.

"A frog at the bottom of a well!"

Even Elder Di beside her could not help snorting. "He calls himself some grandmaster of martial soul and soul beast research, yet he cannot tolerate even the smallest new theory. All he can do is deny it."

"Obstinate, as arrogant as the petty king of Yelang, and utterly foolish! Those words alone prove he is a fraud fishing for fame. He will never amount to anything!"

Qiu Beiling immediately turned toward Bei Mingxue. "Your Majesty, although our ancestor told us to observe what followed, these people are truly foolish. They sit at the bottom of a well, ignorant of the vast sky above. Shall we act?"

"Your Majesty, please give the order!"

General Long Wei was already itching to teach those country bumpkins from Douluo a lesson.

Bei Mingxue shook her head. "Have you forgotten the Lord Progenitor's admonition? Watch and wait!"

At her words, although they wished to act, none could defy Bei Mingyuan's divine decree. They could only sigh and withdraw to the side.

At that moment, Bei Mingyuan also heard their thoughts, and he had the same idea himself.

Constantly avoiding any discussion of the Sky Screen was not the best strategy. It was the worst.

Only by entering the game himself could he glimpse the other party's true intentions. Without thoroughly understanding the Sky Screen, he could never discover who was behind it.

As things stood, the Douluo Continent was the ideal testing ground for thoroughly probing all the Sky Screen's capabilities.

Thus, he immediately issued an order, allowing everyone to act freely and give a proper display of the Northern Underworld Continent's grandeur.

Looking at the disappointed ministers around her, Bei Mingxue felt anxious herself. How could she not want to deliver a stinging slap to these natives' faces? Yet she had no choice but to obey her ancestor's command.

Just then, Bei Mingyuan's instructions reached her mind. Bei Mingxue immediately smiled. "I shall obey the Progenitor's divine decree!"

Those words instantly drew everyone's attention.

Bei Mingxue swept her gaze over the ministers around her, a smile curling her lips. "The Progenitor has issued a divine decree. Let these frogs at the bottom of a well from the Douluo Continent take a good look at the grandeur and might of our Northern Underworld Empire!"

At her words, the ministers immediately grew excited, stepping forward one after another to volunteer to enter the livestream first.

"No. I shall do it myself!"

With a thought from Bei Mingxue, a bullet comment appeared on the Sky Screen.

[Bei Mingxue: You frogs at the bottom of a well have never seen the splendor of the sky. How dare you make such confident declarations here, claiming it is utterly impossible!]

[Bei Mingxue: You blindly reject others' views and only enjoy hearing what pleases you. You bear no resemblance to a scholar, but rather to someone chasing fame and profit!]

[Bei Mingxue: As I see it, this so-called Grandmaster of your Douluo Continent is nothing but a fraud who deceives the world and fishes for fame!]

Yu Xiaogang had not heard words as cutting as Bei Mingxue's in a very long time, ever since Tang San and the others had risen to prominence and people from every quarter had begun fawning over him.

The sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect treated him respectfully, and the imperial family of the Heaven Dou Empire held him in great esteem. The Shrek Seven Devils around him had even taken first place in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament. For a time, his glory knew no bounds.

By now, he had long since grown arrogant and complacent, believing himself the Douluo Continent's true grandmaster of theory, with no one worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as him.

Now that someone actually dared to revile him like this, he naturally could not endure it.

[Yu Xiaogang: Who are you to dare insult me like this? If I am not a grandmaster, are you one instead?

Who exactly are you, daring to speak to this Grandmaster in such a manner!]

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

I have countless subjects under my command. Which of them is not extraordinarily gifted, a hundred times stronger than you?

A mere piece of trash with an innate soul power of half a level dares call himself a grandmaster? You are not even worthy of standing before me! Get out of my sight at once!]

Upon hearing Bei Mingxue's title, the leaders of the other sects all frowned.

There was actually an empire on the Northern Underworld Continent, and it appeared remarkably powerful, perhaps even on par with the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire!

If that were truly the case, their earlier plans to seize resources and soul beasts on the Northern Underworld Continent would have to be called into question.

They could not act rashly before determining the other side's strength.

Of course, these were the considerations of people with brains. As for those without...

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

Listen carefully. I am the Douluo Continent's foremost grandmaster of theory. Whether it concerns the secrets of soul masters or knowledge of soul beasts, I know it all like the back of my hand.]

[Yu Xiaogang: From ancient times to the present, the Douluo Continent has followed one truth: a soul beast's lifespan is only a hundred thousand years!]

[Yu Xiaogang: After a hundred thousand years, there are only two paths available. Either reach level 100 and fight for that sliver of hope for survival, or take human form. There is no other path!

Now you are actually talking about soul beasts of three hundred thousand or four hundred thousand years. Don't you find that utterly laughable?]

At Yu Xiaogang's astonishing remarks, everyone on the Northern Underworld Continent laughed and jeered, treating him like a clown.

"Your Majesty, allow me to speak!"

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

"Granted!"

"Yes!"

General Long Wei immediately took another step forward and connected mentally to the Sky Screen's livestream.

[General Long Wei: Laughable? I think you are the laughable one! I am a Black Demon Dragon, and my true form possesses seven hundred thousand years of cultivation!

What you have described barely scratches the surface of soul beasts' secrets. Now listen and learn how we soul beasts actually cultivate!]

Seeing another person take over and claim to be a seven-hundred-thousand-year soul beast, Yu Xiaogang's heart began to pound with unease.

Damn it, could everything they said be true? If they refuted my views, wouldn't they slap my face until it swelled?

But Yu Xiaogang quickly banished that thought. He was riding a tiger and could no longer dismount. He had no choice but to cling stubbornly to his theory.

Even if only for his dignity and his reputation as a scholar and grandmaster, he had to follow this road into darkness and fight to the bitter end!

[Yu Xiaogang: You claim to be a soul beast. What proof do you have? How can you expect us to believe empty words?]

[General Long Wei: Heh, you really are a dog-skin plaster, clinging on and refusing to let go!

The facts are right before you, yet you still make a desperate last stand. Then let me ask you: has this Sky Screen ever provided false information?]

[Yu Xiaogang: Well...]

Much as he hated to admit it, all the information the Sky Screen had provided so far had been one hundred percent accurate. At least, everything about the Douluo Continent was true.

On this point, the people of both continents had already reached a tacit understanding.