Just as Bibi Dong finished her plan to sow her daughter's seed and left in satisfaction, Meanwhile, after leaving Pope's Hall, Qian Xunji quickly led his subordinate Soul Masters to Yu Xiaogang's residence in Spirit City.
Looking at the utterly ordinary house before him and its tightly shut door, Qian Xunji sneered, waved his hand, and directly ordered the Soul Masters behind him to kick the door open.
Bang!
With a thunderous crash, after having his men kick open Yu Xiaogang's door, Qian Xunji strode into the house and saw Yu Xiaogang inside, researching Martial Soul Theory.
The moment he saw Yu Xiaogang, Qian Xunji felt especially furious and frustrated.
He could not understand how trash like Yu Xiaogang—without looks, strength, or money—had managed to seduce his disciple.
Compared to such trash, wasn't he, Qian Xunji, superior by who knew how many times?
Inside the house, Yu Xiaogang had been sitting at a desk, conducting research into Martial Soul Theory, when he discovered that the door had been forcibly kicked open. Then, he saw two brawny Soul Masters in Spirit Hall uniforms enter expressionlessly.
Afterward, Qian Xunji, dressed in magnificent golden papal robes and handsome in appearance, entered Yu Xiaogang's house with a sneer on his face and several Spirit Hall Soul Masters behind him.
The instant Yu Xiaogang saw Qian Xunji—especially the sneer on his face—his heart skipped a beat.
However, as someone who had even dared to deceive Bibi Dong, the Saintess of Spirit Hall, Yu Xiaogang's mental fortitude was undoubtedly excellent.
Even in the face of Qian Xunji, who was clearly here with ill intent, Yu Xiaogang still forcibly calmed himself and respectfully bowed to him.
"Greetings, Pope Your Majesty. May I ask what brings Pope Your Majesty to my humble residence?"
Since he was currently also a member of Spirit Hall, upon seeing Qian Xunji, Yu Xiaogang immediately put on the manner of a Spirit Hall man.
But seeing Yu Xiaogang's feignedly respectful posture, Qian Xunji felt so disgusted that he almost wanted to vomit.
"Stop pretending! You piece of trash!"
Pointing at Yu Xiaogang, Qian Xunji's face was full of icy contempt and disgust.
"Originally, I only thought you were a useless coward who knew nothing but running away. That was why I chose to show your father, Yu Yuanzhen, some respect and allowed you to remain in Spirit City."
"I thought you would behave yourself, but I never expected your ambitions to be so great. Not only did you want to plagiarize Spirit Hall's secret knowledge, you even wanted to lure away my disciple, Bibi Dong..."
By the end, Qian Xunji was practically gritting his teeth, his eyes seeming ready to spew fire.
After all, Bibi Dong was not only a top genius of Spirit Hall, but also his chosen future wife. The fact that his future wife had nearly been lured away by a worthless enemy was simply the greatest humiliation for Qian Xunji!
"But do you think your filthy tricks can fool everyone?"
Qian Xunji sneered.
"I'm telling you, I saw through your little schemes long ago. Even if Dong Er was deceived by you, I won't let her keep making mistakes. I've already imprisoned her in Pope's Hall."
"I came here this time to teach you a harsh lesson, make you understand who you cannot deceive, and then make you, you piece of trash, get the hell out of Spirit Hall!"
"No! Pope Your Majesty, please listen to my explanation. I never intended to abduct Her Ladyship, the Saintess."
"Furthermore, the reason I used your Spirit Hall's Soul Master knowledge to research these theories was to promote them throughout the Soul Master World and benefit the countless commoner Soul Masters within it!"
"Doesn't Spirit Hall recruit the most commoner Soul Masters? This would benefit Spirit Hall as well!"
Hearing Qian Xunji say that he would teach him a lesson and drive him out of Spirit Hall, Yu Xiaogang immediately panicked and hurriedly explained himself.
But hearing Yu Xiaogang's explanation only made Qian Xunji even angrier.
What a hypocritical and shameless fellow!
Using Spirit Hall's things to build your own reputation—you spread Spirit Hall's knowledge and benefit countless commoner Soul Masters.
Yet in the Martial Soul Theory you put forward, you did not mention Spirit Hall in the slightest. Would those commoner Soul Masters who read your theories thank Spirit Hall, or thank you?
Heh, you were certainly good at presenting flowers borrowed from others as your own offering.
But did you think everyone in Spirit Hall was an idiot?
Moron!
"Beat him!"
Realizing that Yu Xiaogang was not only hypocritical and shameless, but also such an idiot that he had deceived his innocent and kind disciple and even tried to deceive all of Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji immediately shouted in fury.
His subordinate Soul Masters rushed forward at once, instantly pinned Yu Xiaogang to the ground, and began beating him viciously.
"No... don't... don't hit there, it hurts! No... don't... not there... you can't hit there..."
After being pinned to the floor by the Soul Masters Qian Xunji had brought, Yu Xiaogang desperately used both arms to shield his fragile yet genius head. But heavy fists still rained down upon his head, and within moments, they had beaten him black and blue as he wailed without end.
And aside from his head, Qian Xunji's Soul Masters spared neither Yu Xiaogang's body, limbs, nor even his fifth limb. For a time, the sounds of bones breaking and two sickening crunches from between his legs rang out one after another.
Listening to Yu Xiaogang's wails and watching as he was beaten until his clothes were in tatters, his body covered in wounds, and his face swollen so badly that he was almost unrecognizable, Blood not only soaked Yu Xiaogang's clothes red, but also stained a large stretch of floor beneath him, leaving him lying there barely alive.
Qian Xunji felt immensely satisfied.
"Heh, trying to play clever with me? You think you're worthy?"
After having his men beat Yu Xiaogang to the brink of death, Qian Xunji had a healing-type Soul Master keep Yu Xiaogang alive. Then he crouched beside him, slapped Yu Xiaogang's face, and sneered.
"Do you think this is over? I'm telling you, this is only the beginning!"
After saying that, Qian Xunji immediately stood up and gave orders to his subordinate Soul Masters.
"Keep him alive for now, then take him away—to the Hall of Punishment. Put him through every torture the Hall of Punishment has."
"Remember, take precautions so he can't kill himself. And while you're torturing him, have healing-type Soul Masters standing by, ready to treat him at any moment. Don't let him die!"
"Once you've finished everything I ordered, have someone notify me."
"Yes, Pope Your Majesty!"
After casually making arrangements for Yu Xiaogang, Qian Xunji left in satisfaction.
In Qian Xunji's eyes, Yu Xiaogang had never amounted to much of an opponent.
He was nothing more than a hypocritical, shameless man who had used his little bit of ability to deceive Spirit Hall's innocent and kind Saintess, reaping quite a few benefits from Spirit Hall.
If it had been anyone else, Qian Xunji would have killed him long ago.
But Yu Xiaogang was the youngest son of Yu Yuanzhen, the clan leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. He had some backing, so he could not be killed outright. Still, there was no problem with torturing him viciously before driving him away.
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