Yu Xiaogang Cut for a Permanent Cure, the Pope's Grand Wedding, Spirit Hall's Foundations Exposed

"A Titled Douluo?"

Flender's expression tightened as he glanced in the direction of Yu Xiaogang's room.

It had collapsed into a heap of rubble, but Yu Xiaogang was nowhere to be seen crawling out.

Instead, Tang San crawled out of the ruins. "Xiao Wu? Are you all right?"

"Third Brother, I'm fine."

Xiao Wu had hidden under the bed and escaped being crushed when the building collapsed, but she did not dare crawl out.

A Titled Douluo could easily see through her identity.

"Flender greets Your Eminence, Chrysanthemum Douluo!"

Flender ultimately stepped forward, while Zhao Wuji followed behind him with his head down.

Yue Guan's narrow eyes flicked over Flender before turning to Zhao Wuji. He chuckled. "I did not come for you today, Zhao Wuji.

"There's no need to be nervous."

Zhao Wuji did not dare speak. Yue Guan had not come for him, but if he turned violent now, the man surely would not mind disposing of him too.

"Where is Yu Xiaogang?"

Yue Guan looked at Flender. The Golden Iron Triangle had a formidable reputation on Douluo Continent, and Spirit Hall naturally knew of it.

"Your Eminence, I have not been in contact with Yu Xiaogang for a long time."

Flender cupped his fists, but no sooner had the words left his mouth than a chrysanthemum leaf, metallic in appearance, appeared before him.

A flash of icy light drew a line of blood. Flender clutched his neck, terror on his face.

"Flender, do not refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit.

"Since I am here, I naturally know that Yu Xiaogang is here.

"Are you really going to shield a piece of trash like him from disaster?"

Yue Guan had not struck to kill, but Flender was drenched in cold sweat.

He had nearly died.

Was this a Titled Douluo?

Yue Guan had not even used a Soul Skill, yet he could easily claim the life of a Soul Saint.

Flender clenched his fists tightly, his gaze drifting once more to the ruins where Yu Xiaogang was hiding.

There was still no movement there.

"Your Eminence Chrysanthemum Douluo, please forgive my teacher for offending you.

"I know where Yu Xiaogang is."

Ma Hongjun had also crawled out of the ruins. He scrambled and stumbled over on his short legs until he reached Flender's side.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, but offending His Eminence Chrysanthemum Douluo for someone like that isn't worth it.

"You were about to die, and did he show the slightest intention of stepping forward?"

With that, Ma Hongjun pointed straight into the ruins. "Yu Xiaogang is right there."

Flender patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder, his expression complicated. Raising this student had not been in vain.

As for Yu Xiaogang, forget it. He was not worth it.

"Of the Golden Iron Triangle, Flender truly is loyal and courageous.

"But this Yu Xiaogang is a disappointment."

Chrysanthemum Douluo gave a mocking laugh, then raised a hand and struck toward the ruins.

A terrifying blast swept out and sent the Grandmaster flying from within.

Pale-faced and scrambling on all fours, Yu Xiaogang immediately summoned his Martial Soul. "Fart like thunder..."

Slap!

Chrysanthemum Douluo slapped him from a distance, cutting him off mid-cast.

Yu Xiaogang felt a stinging burn across his face, and his head went blank.

"So you weren't knocked unconscious. Good.

"Then you should know that I have come on His Holiness the Pope's orders to castrate you."

As Chrysanthemum Douluo spoke, he gently pointed a slender, pale finger, and a petal shaped like a curved blade shot through the air.

"Stop!"

Clang!

A Bone-Piercing Nail struck the petal at an extremely tricky angle, producing a piercing metallic ring.

Seeing this, Yue Guan's elegant, willow-leaf brows lifted slightly. He looked at Tang San in surprise. "Commendable courage."

But the chrysanthemum petal did not change course because of Tang San's interference. It continued on and sliced unerringly into the Grandmaster's crotch.

Aaaaah!!!!!

Blood soaked through Yu Xiaogang's crotch. He wailed miserably, in agony, wanting to cover it but not daring to touch it.

It had fallen off.

Even a Soul Grandmaster could not endure such pain, and Yu Xiaogang fainted on the spot.

But Yue Guan had no intention of letting him off so easily.

It was one thing for that bastard to stir up trouble himself, but he had also left Yue Guan trembling with fear these past few days.

Splash!

A bucketful of freezing well water was poured over Yu Xiaogang, jolting him awake. The next instant, the piercing agony from his crotch made him howl again.

"**Hahahaha, hahahahahaha! Yu Xiaogang, you deserve this.

"If not for you, how would His Holiness the Pope have ended up like this today?"**

Yue Guan had been the previous Pope's right-hand man, after all, and was one of the few who knew what Bibi Dong had been through.

Naturally, he also knew that Yu Xiaogang was the reason Qian Xunji had subjected Bibi Dong to the secret chamber.

Bibi Dong had once loved Yu Xiaogang deeply. Now that the sky screen had awakened her to the truth, the deeper the love, the fiercer the hatred.

She wanted Yu Xiaogang to wish he were dead!

"Flender, keep an eye on him for me.

"If Yu Xiaogang dies, I'll flay you and tear out your tendons!"

Castration was easy enough.

But for a Soul Master, taking a little care or finding a healing-type Soul Master for treatment would keep him alive.

"Yes, Your Eminence."

Flender answered, and only then did Yue Guan pull out a money pouch and toss it to the ground. "Whose tavern is this?

"Spirit Hall never damages the property of commoners."

After saying that, Yue Guan saw a little old man run over excitedly.

But he did not linger. With a casual wave, he sent the pouch on the ground into the old man's hands, then his figure flickered and soon vanished.

The pressure of a Titled Douluo dissipated.

Tang San fell to his knees with a thud, his clothes soaked in cold sweat. The Titled Douluo's pressure had been bearing down on him the whole time.

"Xiao San, are you all right?"

Xiao Wu hurriedly crawled out of the ruins. Tang San shook his head, then looked at Yu Xiaogang.

After hesitating for a moment, he still walked over.

"Teacher, you..."

"**My dick fell off! My manhood! Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong, just you wait.

"I, the Grandmaster, will destroy you at any cost!!!**"

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!

Ceremonial salutes rang out, and the sky screen was filled with celebration.

Every household in Spirit City was decorated with red silk and red lanterns.

Qian Xunji's wedding was about to begin, on an unprecedented scale.

Holy Feather Pegasi served as steeds, and Titled Douluo carried the sedan chair.

A high platform had been erected in the square before the Pope's Palace, with Qian Daoliu and Ye Cangshui seated in the places of honor reserved for the elders.

The newlyweds stepped onto the platform. Golden light shone brilliantly around Qian Xunji, his majesty beyond challenge.

Ye Qingxian glowed with multicolored radiance, and her pure, graceful, fairy-like beauty drew countless exclamations of admiration.

"The Pope's wife is beautiful enough to topple a kingdom, and her Martial Soul also possesses the holy light attribute. She and Xunji are well matched."

The many Titled Douluo who had been carrying the sedan chair reappeared, all now dressed in Spirit Hall's distinctive elder robes.

"Golden Crocodile Douluo, Second Worship of the Worship Hall, offers congratulations to His Holiness the Pope!"

"Light Feather Douluo, Third Offering of the Worship Hall, offers congratulations to His Holiness the Pope!"

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, elder of Spirit Hall, offers congratulations to His Holiness the Pope!"

Figure after figure came treading through the air. The man at their head was powerfully built, and the presence about him was as unfathomable as an abyss.

There were more than ten Titled Douluo alone!

Beneath the sky screen, countless spectators were shaken.

Spirit Hall had so many Titled Douluo?

Was that not more than the Upper Three Sects had combined?

Yu Xiaogang's face was so gloomy it looked ready to drip water. He even forgot his pain as he ground his teeth. "So what if they have many Titled Douluo?

"An army's strength lies in quality, not numbers!

"Once Xiao San grows up, he alone will sweep away these stinking fish and rotten shrimp!!"

Yu Xiaogang roared, looking almost deranged.

No one around him paid him any attention anymore.

But the sky screen had no intention of letting him go.

The scene on the sky screen shifted and settled on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's trio.

Sword Douluo stood behind Ning Fengzhi, astonishment on his face. "How is this possible!

"Besides Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunji, Spirit Hall actually has another Peerless Douluo!"