Sent Flying with a Slap

"I come from the Spirit Hall."

Qian Nuo, hands in her pockets, leaned against the bookshelf, looking at the self-important person in front of her with a mocking expression.

"This king? How dare you call yourself this king, you little brat!"

"Which elder are you the grandson of? Or the son of?"

Yu Xiaogang frowned, intending to reprimand him, but the next second he realized something, his pupils shrank, and his expression changed drastically. This kid was actually from the Spirit Hall!

This is terrible, this is a very big deal!

Why would the Spirit Hall be looking for him?

And it's just a child?

However, upon closer inspection, the child's face seemed somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.

After all, that happened a long time ago.

His mind was focused on the Martial Soul Theory, and he wouldn't bother with such trivial matters.

"My father is the former Pope Qian Xunji, and my mother is the current Pope Bibi Dong. However, she can only be considered a wicked mother at best, because she has always wanted to kill us."

"I never imagined she'd still be eyeing a piece of trash like you, someone who can't even reach the Soul Elder."

Qian Nuo said calmly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone. He did not make a move immediately, but planned to provoke the other party with words first.

"What!?"

"You are!! Qian Xunji and Dong'er's child?!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang was struck dumb, his whole body trembled, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his expression changed drastically!

At this moment, the faces of Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong in his memory overlapped directly on the face of the boy in front of him.

Another bolt from the blue!

He knows!

He understood!

He remembered!

No wonder it felt so familiar!!

It turns out it was Bibi Dong and Qian Xunji!!

It really looks like it!!!

And he's extremely handsome!

"Impossible! Dong'er and Qian Xunji are master and disciple. How could you be their child? You must be lying to me!"

Yu Xiaogang suddenly woke up with a start, then burst into laughter and said in a deep voice.

"What if it's some improper master-disciple relationship?" Qian Nuo rubbed his thumb together, his tone laced with sarcasm.

"How could this be? My Dong'er."

"That despicable Qian Xunji!! You ruined my Dong'er!!"

Yu Xiaogang was heartbroken and deeply distressed.

Recalling Qian Nuo's words, why did Bibi Dong want to kill him? Why did she call him "wicked mother"?

Just imagining that scene is incredibly disturbing.

It must be my own Dong'er, who was Qian Xunji taken to a secret room by that Qian Xunji.

"Smack!"

However, at that moment, a black palm struck out with incredible speed, instantly slapping Yu Xiaogang across the face.

"Ah!!"

Yu Xiaogang's teeth flew out, he spat out blood, and flew backward, smashing the office chair.

It was buried under documents and books.

"Dong'er, this is not a name you should use. You should address her as Your His Holiness the Pope."

"She is my father's wife, not yours. Besides, you already have a new lover, yet you still have your eyes on my wretched mother. You are a beast, two-timing me."

"Also, my deceased father, Qian Xunji, you can't call him by his full name, you have to call him by his full title."

Qian Nuo spoke slowly, word by word, and walked towards the broken desk, stopping half a meter away from Yu Xiaogang.

"How dare you hit me! I am an elder of the Spirit Hall!"

Yu Xiaogang, terrified and in agony, crawled out of the pile of documents.

"The elders of the Spirit Hall are nothing in my eyes. Even the Douluo of the Worship Hall are beneath my notice."

"And you, you beast, you took our Spirit Hall's knowledge and made it your own. You're shameless! You even exposed a lot of things inside our Spirit Hall. You're an ingrate."

"Letting you die directly would be too good for you; I plan to torture you slowly."

Qian Nuo's eyes were icy cold. Although he was not interested in these things and they were none of his business, he could still use them as an excuse to stand on the moral high ground and angrily denounce Yu Xiaogang.

The aura emanating from him was terrifying.

"You can't do this! I'm still the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! By doing this, you're making an enemy of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

Yu Xiaogang looked apprehensive and summoned his Martial Soul.

Two yellow Soul Ring appeared.

He had no choice but to do this to survive.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!!"

"I don't even consider the Worship Hall opponent, let alone a tiny, insignificant sect like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!!!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Nuo suddenly looked up and burst into maniacal laughter, his laughter filled with arrogance, sarcasm, contempt, and disdain.

Upon seeing this, Yu Xiaogang thought the other party had gone mad, so he immediately ordered Luo Sanpao to go up and fart, hoping to suffocate Qian Nuo.

At this moment, Luo Sanpao was also frightened by the Evil aura emanating from Qian Nuo, trembling with fear. However, seeing its master give the order, it gritted its teeth, twisted its chubby body, and charged directly at Qian Nuo, wanting to fart.

"Roll!"

A black hand appeared on Qian Nuo's body, directly slapping Luo Sanpao away. At the same time, it grabbed Luo Sanpao in mid-air and crushed him to death amidst Luo Sanpao's struggles, fear, and pain.

Bang!

Luo Sanpao exploded, but because it was Martial Soul, it didn't bleed; it simply turned into an energy body and disappeared.

Qian Nuo's face darkened. "You're nothing but a discarded pawn of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"Puff!"

Because Luo Sanpao had been crushed to death, Yu Xiaogang coughed up blood again, his face turned deathly pale, and he looked extremely disheveled.

When someone else's Martial Soul is destroyed, the master will not be injured. However, because of Luo Sanpao's mutation and the physical manifestation of his Martial Soul, it will also cause a backlash against him, the master.

Of course, his Luo Sanpao can be reconstituted, but it will take a very long time.

During this period, he will become someone who cannot use his Martial Soul and can only use his pure Soul Power.

Even an ordinary person could be killed if the opportunity presented itself.

"Since you know everything," Yu Xiaogang struggled to his feet, clutching his stomach with one hand, looking at Qian Nuo with fear and anger, "You're still a child, how can you be so powerful and cruel?"

"Heh, a child? Cruel?"

Qian Nuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the next second, the black hand directly grabbed Yu Xiaogang. The terrifying Evil power instantly suppressed his Soul Power, and his Soul Ring also disappeared.

"Let me go! I promise you I'll never have anything to do with His Holiness the Pope again!"

Yu Xiaogang wasn't stupid; the other party must have come to him for this reason.

The most important thing now is to save my own life.

Suddenly, a force spread out his hands and feet, like a punishment tied in mid-air, showing a 'Tai' shape.

"What... what do you want to do?!"

"Let me go!"

Yu Xiaogang struggled incessantly, his fear amplified to Limitless. His intuition told him that something very dangerous was about to happen to him.

"As a greeting gift, I'll break some of your body parts to show my respect for you as an elder."

"Okay, let's start with our hands."

Qian Nuo's words were calm, but their content was terrifying and chilling.

"No, no!! Help! Help me!!" Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang was terrified and struggled even more violently.

But it was completely useless.

Your objection is invalid; the final interpretation rests with me.

The next second, a pair of dark hands grabbed Yu Xiaogang's left arm and squeezed it gently.

"Snap!!"

The clear sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the room.

"Aaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened in fury, and he let out a heart-wrenching scream.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he was in extreme pain.