Yu Xiaogang Wept Unconscious in a Cesspit, Yue Guan Came to Castrate Him by Imperial Decree

[Ye Qingxian's cultivation milestone rewards:

1. The age of all the host's Soul Rings and Soul Bones has increased by 20,000 years!

2. Affinity with the Creation God has increased by 2%!

3. "Bright Jade Technique"]

"Twenty thousand years. That makes my third, fourth, and fifth Soul Rings all 100,000-year Soul Rings too.

"Still, the Bright Jade Technique is a pleasant surprise."

Qian Xunji raised his brows, very satisfied with the rewards this time.

The first two were fixed rewards, a pattern Qian Xunji had worked out while raising Bibi Dong.

Only the final reward was a random surprise.

Previously, Qian Xunji had obtained four martial arts manuals: the Nine Yang Divine Skill, Cloud Ladder, Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, and Great Shift of Heaven and Earth.

Of course, there had also been a few Soul Tools, but those were hardly worth mentioning.

Qian Xunji had originally been wondering whether the Nine Yang Divine Skill was suitable for a woman to cultivate.

Now he no longer needed to worry. The Bright Jade Technique was no worse than the Nine Yang Divine Skill, and its inner force would likewise renew itself endlessly once cultivated.

Moreover, cultivating the Bright Jade Technique would preserve one's youth forever.

For a woman, that was impossible to resist.

In high spirits, Qian Xunji remembered that Yu Yuanzhen was still waiting outside the hall and promptly said, "Let them in."

The doors slowly opened, and Yu Yuanzhen entered the great hall with three sect elders.

On the high seat, Qian Xunji was imposing without anger. Though he sat there casually, it was as if Mount Tai were pressing down on them.

Yu Yuanzhen scarcely dared breathe loudly. The three elders behind him were in an even sorrier state, hunched over and bowing, not daring to raise their heads.

"Yu Yuanzhen pays his respects to His Holiness the Pope!"

"We pay our respects to His Holiness the Pope!"

Yu Yuanzhen took a deep breath and bowed.

Qian Xunji waved a hand casually. "Dispense with the formalities!

"May I ask what brings you here to see me, Sect Master Yu?"

Qian Xunji already knew the answer, but Yu Yuanzhen did not dare be the slightest bit perfunctory. In a grave voice, he confessed his own wrongdoing.

"I, Yu Yuanzhen, failed to raise my son properly. He lied and swindled his way to Her Highness the Saintess, committing a grave wrong, making a laughingstock of himself, and bringing shame upon Spirit Hall.

"I have come this time to beg His Holiness the Pope's forgiveness."

Both were leaders of top factions on the Douluo Continent. Yet now one sat high upon his throne, at ease and unrestrained.

The other was stiff and deferential, bowing and scraping.

The contrast made countless Soul Masters beneath the sky screen sigh with emotion.

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, with the world's number one Beast Martial Soul, doesn't seem like much after all.

"They can't hold a candle to Spirit Hall."

"Has anyone noticed that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect has only one Titled Douluo?

"But Spirit Hall has at least a full hand's worth of Titled Douluo out in the open.

"And a few days ago, a great battle broke out in the Sunset Forest. The Peerless Douluo Qian Daoliu's holy sword swept across the sky; no one could stop him, and no one dared!"

"I used to think Spirit Hall acted rather overbearingly, forcing the two great empires to distribute Soul Master stipends and even getting involved in their wars.

"Now it seems Spirit Hall has been far too low-key."

"Are you stupid? The Soul Master stipends are real benefits that land in our hands.

"Spirit Hall is looking after the interests of independent Soul Masters everywhere.

"They even awaken ordinary people's Martial Souls for free. That's a good thing!"

Beneath the sky screen, all sorts of opinions gradually spread.

All in all, Spirit Hall's prestige rose even higher.

Of course, it would have been better if the current Pope were not that traitor Bibi Dong.

Just thinking of an ungrateful white-eyed wolf sitting on the supreme papal throne made one uncomfortable all over.

...The sky screen's timeline...

"It was only a trivial matter. Was it worth a personal visit from you, Sect Master Yu?"

Qian Xunji was casual, seemingly not taking the trivial matter to heart.

But the more he acted that way, the more cautious Yu Yuanzhen became. "I have already sent people to capture that unfilial son of mine.

"But after leaving Spirit City, that unfilial son went into hiding somewhere, and we have not yet been able to find him.

"If we find him, I will certainly have him escorted to Spirit City for His Holiness the Pope to deal with as he sees fit."

Yu Yuanzhen was utterly sincere and did not look as though he were joking.

"Your concern is appreciated, Sect Master Yu. In the matter of Bibi Dong, the fault does not lie with just one person.

"I had not intended to hold Yu Xiaogang responsible.

"But since you have come, Sect Master Yu, I fear you will not be able to return at ease unless I mete out some punishment."

"Yes, yes. I beg Your Holiness to punish him.

"Even if that unfilial son is skinned and deboned, I will have no complaints."

There was still anger in Yu Yuanzhen's voice. He wished he could slap himself twice.

He should never have indulged in that moment of pleasure back then.

Qian Xunji nodded. "Since you insist that I punish him, Sect Master Yu, how about we cut off one of his arms as a minor punishment and a stern warning?"

Hearing Qian Xunji's punishment for Yu Xiaogang, Yu Yuanzhen felt the tension in his heart ease somewhat.

Though his words had been ruthless, Yu Xiaogang was still his own seed.

If he really died, Yu Yuanzhen could not bear it.

But if it was only an arm, that did not matter.

"Cutting off only one arm is far too light. It will not be enough to make him remember this to his bones.

"I shall be so bold as to decide that one of his legs be cut off as well."

Qian Xunji fell silent for a moment. This old fellow was truly ruthless toward his own son.

Now he could not even find an excuse to go after the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

"Enough, enough. There is no need to mention this matter again."

Qian Xunji waved him away. Yu Yuanzhen finally breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew after bowing respectfully.

...Beneath the sky screen...

Yu Xiaogang's heart went cold, and he wept until he fainted in the latrine.

By the time Tang San found him, his face had turned blue from being choked by the shit and urine.

Tang San hesitated. Should I save him or not?

"Holy crap, Grandmaster's got some heavy tastes!"

Dai Mubai's voice came from behind him. Tang San immediately activated his Blue Silver Grass and fished Grandmaster out.

"Teacher must have watched the sky screen and cried himself unconscious in the latrine.

"Mubai, don't tell anyone about this. Sorry to trouble you, but could you fetch some water?"

"Is that what happened?

"Urgh~ I'll go get water!"

Dai Mubai covered his nose and mouth and hurried out. A long while later, he brought two large wooden buckets of water and set them at the latrine entrance.

"Xiao San, I'm not going back in."

"All right, thank you."

Tang San frowned deeply as he used Blue Silver Grass to strip Grandmaster's clothes off, then gave him a quick rinse.

But just then, Zhao Wuji happened to come in to use the latrine...

"Yo, did he pass out from carbon fumes?"

Tang San: ...

"Teacher Zhao, my teacher must have cried himself unconscious. Please don't tell anyone. My teacher... cares a lot about his reputation."

"Hey, don't worry, Xiao San. What kind of man do you take Old Zhao for?

"I certainly won't go blabbing.

"But Grandmaster's quite a character. He said he'd eat it, and he did."

Zhao Wuji's smile was rather ferocious. However one looked at him, he did not seem like a good person.

He soon left, and then Flender and Ma Hongjun walked in together, while Oscar poked his head in through the doorway.

Tang San: I did my best.

Yu Xiaogang seemed to have woken up, yet he had not.

He kept his eyes tightly shut and continued pretending to be unconscious.

But the sticky substance at the corner of his mouth irritated him, and after a while, he subconsciously gave it a lick...

Urgh!!!

Yu Xiaogang retched, while Flender and the others watching him nearly brought up last night's dinner.

"Xiaogang, you... eat something fresh next time."

Flender really could not take it anymore. He had a weak stomach, so he slipped away first.

Yu Xiaogang fell ill with a chill and was bedridden. Tang San had to bring his meals to his room.

In the blink of an eye, the day of Pope Qian Xunji's grand wedding arrived.

But that very day, Yue Guan came to the small inn where the Shrek group was staying, looking dejected.

"By order of His Holiness the Pope, Yu Xiaogang is to be castrated!

"Anyone who dares obstruct me will be killed without mercy!"

Yue Guan was in a foul mood. The Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum burst forth with golden light that rose ten thousand zhang, and nine Soul Rings-two yellow, two purple, and five black-pulsed around him.

The pressure of a rank 97 Titled Douluo's cultivation swept outward, and half of the old, dilapidated inn collapsed in an instant!