Yu Xiaogang, You Have to Hold On

Bibi Dong felt stifled by Huang Tieyi's words. But she knew this was an imperial capital. If Spirit Hall acted without regard for the consequences and civilians died, the Heaven Dou Empire's royal family would never let it pass easily. It might even affect every Spirit Hall branch within the empire.

Just as Huang Tieyi and Bibi Dong were about to leave, Yu Xiaogang walked over. He confidently swept back his newly grown hair and said in a voice neither humble nor overbearing, "Your Highness, my Ten Great Martial Soul Theories really weren't copied from generations of Spirit Hall research. I came up with them all—"

Before Yu Xiaogang could finish, the Evil Soul Masters hidden among the audience realized the Saintess was there. They sprang to their feet and released their Martial Souls, taking everyone present hostage.

"You people from Spirit Hall really won't stop hounding us until you've wiped us out!" The elderly storyteller stood. Behind him appeared a Bone Sheep, a green heart still beating within its skeleton.

"Evil Soul Masters... There are Evil Soul Masters in Heaven Dou City..." Yu Xiaogang trembled all over in terror and hid behind Bibi Dong.

Huang Tieyi grabbed Yu Xiaogang by the collar and hurled him outside. "Folks, if you end up dead in a moment, I apologize. If you survive, remember to find the man I just threw out. He's Yu Xiaogang, son of Yu Yuanzhen, patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. He's the one who exposed Her Highness's identity..."

"Boy, are you really going to wipe us out here without caring whether these civilians live or die?" As the Storyteller spoke, a torrent of green liquid poured from his Martial Soul, the Greenheart Bone Sheep. It soon covered some of the civilians' feet and kept spreading.