Aside from Qian Daoliu disapproving of Su Yuntao's actions, the onlookers also deeply disapproved of his greed. They were simply too jealous.
"Oooooh, the shit His Highness the Holy Son took is practically a holy relic!"
"How outrageous, daring to covet the Holy Son's holy relic! Unforgivable! How could you have such ambitions? His Highness was kind enough to let you look at his shit, but how could you covet even his holy relic?!"
The crowd's eyes practically spat fire as they looked at Su Yuntao.
He had already been lucky enough to be chosen as His Highness's guard and even invited to look at his shit, yet now he greedily wanted to carry off the shit as well. This fellow's greed truly knew no bounds!
"Hahahaha, you really know how to appreciate things~ Of course, you can have this pile of shit!"
Qian Renxing had already agreed, but then he heard his grandfather Qian Daoliu's words.
He suddenly remembered something and said rather apologetically, "Oh, oh, I nearly forgot. I already flushed my shit away. Sorry, we'll have to forget it this time. Next time I take another shit that stands apart from the crowd, I'll invite you to look again. If you still want it then, I don't mind giving it to you!"
"What? His Highness's shit has already been flushed away?!!"
For Su Yuntao, who was immersed in the joy of His Highness agreeing to give him the holy relic, this revelation was like five thunderbolts striking his head.
His wolf Martial Soul possessed him involuntarily, and he transformed into a werewolf and lunged toward the golden toilet.
Seeing that it had already been flushed spotlessly clean, he immediately cried out, "No, no, no, no, this isn't real! The first shit His Highness took in a toilet-what a precious holy relic that was! I wanted to make it a family heirloom!"
"Uh... wasn't it just a pile of shit? Is that really worth falling apart over?"
Qian Daoliu was truly speechless. He looked at Su Yuntao wailing over the golden toilet as though he were looking at an idiot. "Stop this at once! Su Yuntao, as Spirit Hall's Great Enshrined, I order you to stop disgracing Spirit Hall! If you have even a shred of shame left, get away from that golden toilet and stand up straight with your head held high and your chest out, like a real man!!"
"Great Enshrined, you wouldn't understand. That was His Highness's holy relic!"
Su Yuntao was in so much pain. Losing the holy relic His Highness had already promised him hurt as much as having his first girlfriend break up with him.
No, it was a million times more painful than that.
At least he had never had a first girlfriend and had never experienced that feeling, but he had truly experienced the feeling of losing His Highness's holy relic!
"No, I'm going to seal off every sewer in Spirit City. I have to find that pile of shit!"
Su Yuntao spoke firmly, the determination in his eyes practically enough to cleave an entire mountain apart.
"It's no use. My shit was runny. By now, it's probably already mixed into the water."
With an apologetic look in his eyes, Qian Renxing patted Su Yuntao, who lay over the golden toilet weeping bitterly. "What passes flows on like this, never ceasing day or night. Restrain your grief!"
"No, no, no, no, no, no-!!"
Su Yuntao cried, sobbing like a child. Only he knew what he had lost.
No, perhaps the people of Spirit City, whose regretful faces bore expressions saying, "Even if you really had gotten it, we wouldn't have said anything," understood some measure of Su Yuntao's pain.
"What passes flows on like this, never ceasing day or night. The Holy Son's sacred words are so divine!"
Upon hearing this, Mighty Lion Douluo could not help cheering excitedly. Hearing those sacred words made him practically as happy as if he had received His Highness's holy relic.
"Oooooh, the Holy Son's holy relic merged with the water and was flushed away. What passes flows on like this, never ceasing day or night."
The crowd's blood surged with excitement as well. After all, they had heard another sacred utterance. "Your Highness, to be able to say such things, you truly are a saint! We will forever support you in becoming the God of Shit and Piss!"
"No, no, no, no, there's no need for that! Stop bringing up that God of Shit and Piss!"
At that moment, Qian Daoliu was practically suffering as much as Su Yuntao, who had lost his holy relic. After all, Su Yuntao had only lost a holy relic, while he had lost his lifetime of good repute.
This newly arrived guard actually enjoys such favor from His Highness that he was even willing to give him his holy relic!
Seeing that His Highness had taken on another guard and was even willing to give him his holy relic, Yan and Xie Yue could not help feeling a sense of urgency. They hurriedly displayed their sacred statue and sacred painting to His Highness.
"Your Highness, I've finished! This is the sacred statue I created for you, called Holy Son's Contemplation. It depicts the very moment you sat on the golden toilet contemplating earth-shaking matters!"
With tears brimming in his eyes, Yan introduced the sacred statue he had carved punch by punch. "Look, this scene of you sitting on the toilet is so divine! It's practically a miracle! At this moment, the miracle is complete!"
"Oh-ho, very nice! It has a few traces of my divinity!"
The moment Qian Renxing saw the sacred statue Holy Son's Contemplation that Yan had carved, he was drawn to it. Yan's statue of him sitting on the toilet in contemplation was practically the finest work of art in the world!
He immediately grew delighted. "Yan, I wasn't wrong about you. You truly are a genius! Your mastery of sculpture is unmatched. I really want a replica of this sacred statue in every city in the world! By then, surely everyone will know my divine name as the God of Shit and Piss!"
"No, no, no, no, Xiao Xing, you can't! Do you want statues of yourself taking a shit all over the world? That would practically be shitting all over the world!"
Qian Daoliu was utterly horrified.
He had never expected another wave to rise before the first had settled. Just when that extraordinary fellow Su Yuntao was done, those two wicked brats Yan and Xie Yue came along.
Still less had he expected his dim-witted grandson to harbor such appalling ideas!
If his grandson's idea truly came to pass, it would be no different from shitting all over the world. Even if he wanted to spread the divine name of the God of Shit and Piss, couldn't he find a more dignified way?
Wait, he was getting muddleheaded too. There was nothing dignified about the divine name "God of Shit and Piss" to begin with!
"Your Highness, I will! I will carve your divine sacred statues and fill the whole world with them!"
Yan's blood surged at those words. Just imagining every city in the world having one of his sacred statues made the hairs on his body stand on end with excitement. He yearned so much for that sight.
He truly wanted every city in the world-right at its center, in its most conspicuous spot-to have one of his carved sacred statues of Holy Son's Contemplation right now!!