Under the cover of night, Yu Xiaogang lay motionless in his wheelchair.
Standing behind him, Yue Guan slowly withdrew the wooden stick in his hand, glanced down at Yu Xiaogang who had completely lost consciousness, weighed it in his hand a couple of times, and nodded in satisfaction.
"It's quite sturdy."
Lin Yuan leaped down from the statue, landing steadily on the ground, and waved to the shadows beside him.
" Old Ghost, stop hiding. Put it in a sack and take it away."
The shadows twisted slightly, and the Gui Mei emerged silently, carrying a black sack that had been prepared beforehand.
Upon seeing this, Yue Guan's expression immediately became somewhat strange.
"Your Highness, aren't we a little too prepared?"
"Stop talking nonsense and get back to your act."
Gui Mei had no objections. He put the sack over Yu Xiaogang's head, but it was obviously inconvenient to deal with him and his wheelchair together, so he simply lifted him out of the wheelchair.
Yue Guan couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, I still don't quite understand. Tang Hao is Titled Douluo, after all, and the Clear Sky Hammer is indeed worth studying. But this Yu Xiaogang is just a level 29 Soul Grandmaster, and his Martial Soul seems to have no ability other than farting. Isn't it a waste of time for us to wait here and knock him out?"
Lin Yuan glanced at the sack.
"He himself may not be of much research value, but his Martial Soul might be."
Yue Guan raised an eyebrow slightly.
Lin Yuan continued, " Yu Xiaogang's pig-like Martial Soul, after he, Liu Erlong, Flender formed the Golden Iron Triangle, could transform into Golden Sacred Dragon through the Trinity Martial Soul Fusion Skill. A Martial Soul that looks like it has undergone a malignant mutation can, under certain conditions, transcend countless levels and recover or even evolve into a top-tier dragon-type Martial Soul in a short time. Do you think this is normal?"
Yue Guan's expression changed instantly.
If we only look at Yu Xiaogang himself, there's really nothing worth studying.
But the Golden Sacred Dragon is completely different.
Gui Mei glanced down at the sack in his hand. "Does the Martial Soul Fusion?"
That's why we need to study it.
Lin Yuan turned and walked away into the distance.
"Send him to the company's R&D department and have them examine his Martial Soul structure. If they can figure out why Luo Sanpao was able to transform into the Golden Sacred Dragon, it might be helpful for the Artificial Martial Soul project."
Yue Guan immediately became interested and offered to help Gui Mei carry the sack.
"So, this guy actually has some use."
Lin Yuan waved his hand.
"They're gone."
After an unknown amount of time, Yu Xiaogang finally regained consciousness from the darkness.
The first sensation I felt was pain.
His head throbbed with pain, and his neck felt like it had been hit hard with a stick; every movement sent waves of intense pain through him. He instinctively reached out to touch it, but found that he couldn't move his body at all.
Yu Xiaogang was startled and suddenly opened his eyes.
An unfamiliar, silvery-white ceiling came into view.
He lay on a metal bed, his wrists and waist secured by special devices. There were no familiar Spirit Hall buildings around him; instead, there were rows of intricate devices that he couldn't understand at all, and semi-transparent light screens floated in the air, with a large amount of data flashing by.
Not far away, a short girl was standing with her back to him.
The girl was dressed in strange clothes, and her hands were constantly operating on the light screen in front of her, as if she was analyzing something.
Yu Xiaogang was about to speak, a familiar voice came from behind her.
"Woke up?"
"We are prepared to destroy Grandmaster Yu of the Spirit Hall at all costs in the future."
Yu Xiaogang's body suddenly stiffened.
He turned his head with difficulty, and his face instantly darkened when he saw who was standing next to him.
It's you!
Lin Yuan leaned against the side, toying with a palm-sized black rectangular object in his hand.
Yu Xiaogang glared at him angrily. "Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, where have you brought me? Where is Little San? Where have you locked Little San up!"
Lin Yuan did not answer.
Yu Xiaogang struggled, but the restraints holding him in place wouldn't budge. He could only continue his furious rant, "Let me tell you, Little San is not someone you can treat as you please! Do you know who his father is? If His Excellency Haotian knew how you've treated Little San, the Spirit Hall wouldn't be able to withstand his wrath!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan's expression became somewhat subtle.
" Tang Hao?"
Yu Xiaogang said coldly, "That's right."
Lin Yuan couldn't help but laugh.
"So this is your greatest reliance."
He looked down and tapped the device in his hand a few times.
The screen lit up quickly.
"Come on, let me show you something good."
Lin Yuan held the phone directly in front of Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang was initially somewhat puzzled.
He had no idea what this palm-sized thing was for, but as the images on the screen began to play, the expression on his face gradually froze.
The image shows a research lab that is very similar to this place.
Lying on the central metal platform was a middle-aged man with disheveled hair, his chest still bearing scars from the battle that had not yet fully healed, and his limbs tightly locked by restraint devices.
Yu Xiaogang recognized the face at a glance.
Tang Hao!
"This..."
His pupils suddenly contracted.
Tang Hao in the video is clearly awake and in good spirits; at least his voice is full of energy when he's cursing.
"You damned lackeys of the Spirit Hall! Let me go! Qian Daoliu! Let Qian Daoliu out!"
The researchers nearby were completely unaffected.
One person was recording data with instruments, another was drawing a small tube of blood from Tang Hao's arm, and yet another was examining the changes in his Soul Power left after the Ring Detonation.
Tang Hao's insults became increasingly vulgar.
Finally, one of the researchers couldn't take it anymore, so he picked up a soft sealing device that had been prepared nearby and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
The world suddenly became quiet.
Tang Hao could only stare wide-eyed and utter indistinct sounds.
Yu Xiaogang stared blankly at the screen.
He even doubted whether he had truly woken up yet.
Clear Sky Douluo.
The man who once single-handedly shook the entire Soul Master World and even dared to confront the Spirit Hall head-on is now tied to an experimental table, with people around him constantly recording his physical data.
"Impossible..."
Yu Xiaogang's lips trembled slightly.
"This is impossible, how could His Excellency Haotian..."
Lin Yuan put his phone away.
"Why not?"
He looked at Yu Xiaogang's face, which turned deathly pale, and spoke calmly.
"Is this the biggest weapon you used to threaten me? It seems his condition is even worse than Tang San's."
Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.
Tang Hao has been arrested.
Therefore, there is currently no one who can forcibly rescue Tang San.
What he found even harder to accept was that he had just run up to Bibi Dong and said he would destroy the Spirit Hall at all costs.
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang's face grew increasingly grim.
Just then, the short girl who had been facing away from the two of them finally stopped operating.
Little Herta turned around, still holding the completed test report in her hand.
She glanced at Yu Xiaogang, then at the constantly changing Martial Soul structure model on the screen, her eyes showing a clear increase in interest.
"The preliminary test results are in."
Lin Yuan turned to look at her.
"How about it?"
The Little Herta reached out and magnified the light screen.
A model of Luo Sanpao, which seemed to have nothing to do with power, slowly rotated, but deep within its core structure, several pieces of data that were clearly different from ordinary Beast Martial Soul kept flashing.
"That's interesting."
Little Herta stared at the documents for a while, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"This Martial Soul is not as simple as it seems."
She casually saved the test results.
"I think Nguyen Mai would be interested."