Yu Xiaogang Thought He Had It in Him Again

This time, Jiang Nian did not rent a carriage for the journey.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had its own dedicated carriage team, which was considerably faster than an ordinary carriage.

But the man driving the carriage was not from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. He was Pang Dun, head of the Pang Family in Suotuo City.

Pang Dun had taken the pill Jiang Nian had given him, and his Martial Soul had evolved into a Heavenly Demon Wolf. With him at their head, the Pang Family now all but worshipped Jiang Nian as a god.

From the carriage, Pang Dun spoke of recent events in the outside world.

"Senior, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has been looking for traces of you. And who knows what madness has gripped the Clear Sky Sect lately? Everyone in the sect has been practicing something called 'Flash Step' every day. They say it's a secret technique Tang Xiao stumbled upon."

At the mention of Flash Step, the master and his two disciples all struggled to keep straight faces.

Jiang Nian nodded approvingly. "That Tang Xiao is quite a character!"

He had only meant to set those two idiotic brothers up, but he had not expected Tang Xiao to drag the entire Clear Sky Sect into the pit with him.

It was hard to imagine what a magnificent sight it would be if the Clear Sky Sect went to war with Spirit Hall and a whole crowd of them started using Flash Step.

Jiang Nian asked a few more questions about the Clear Sky Sect and finally learned that Tang Hao still had not returned.

"That's not right. Ah Yin is my disciple now. Could that bastard Tang Hao be up to something too?"

Pang Dun asked, "My lord, should we track Tang Hao down?"

With your strength? Your entire Pang Family put together wouldn't be enough for him to beat up... Jiang Nian shook his head. "That won't be necessary."

Jiang Nian also learned that Spirit Hall's prestige was nowhere near what it had once been. Though its strength still inspired fear, that was nowhere near enough to earn outsiders' respect.

Now, whenever ordinary people mentioned Spirit Hall, their first thought was no longer how powerful it was. Instead, they were curious about the "Secret Chamber Douluo."

News of Spirit Hall's scandal had spread far and wide, and Yu Xiaogang in Nuoding City had naturally heard about it too.

Yu Xiaogang had not become a teacher at Nuoding Soul Master Academy. Instead, he had gone into the business of selling his chrysanthemum to make a living.

"Dear brother, didn't we just have a go at it yesterday?" Yu Xiaogang shot a man a flirtatious glance and took the opportunity to leave the bar.

"Come to my room for another round tonight, and I'll give you six hundred Gold Soul Coins!"

"Oh, stop it, you're so naughty!" Yu Xiaogang scolded, his fingers curled daintily. Once he reached a deserted spot, his smile finally vanished, and he clutched his backside, grimacing in pain.

But he had no time to mourn his battered chrysanthemum. Instead, he threw back his head and laughed.

"Just as I thought, Dong'er loves me! She didn't leave me on purpose, and she didn't willingly bear another man's child!"

A fanatical light shone on his face.

"As long as I find Dong'er, she'll surely rekindle our old romance. With her talent, she can definitely avenge me!"

Only venomous hatred remained on Yu Xiaogang's face. Curling his fingers daintily, he cursed, "Jiang Nian, and that little bitch too, your grandaunt wants you dead!"

After calming himself, Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath. "Spirit Hall often goes to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt Soul Beasts. I have an Elder Token, so as long as I lie in wait there, I'm sure to find a chance to go to Spirit City and find Dong'er!"

Without hesitation, Yu Xiaogang spent everything he had to buy a carriage, only to find he was still six hundred Gold Soul Coins short.

He fell silent for a long time, quietly clutching his backside.

He couldn't take it the hard way, so he could only drink bitter chrysanthemum again!

Spirit City, the Pope's Hall.

Qian Xunji had not presided over Spirit Hall's affairs for some time.

Now that Bibi Dong was "dead" and Qian Renxue had completely cut ties with Spirit Hall, only the Great Enshrined, Qian Daoliu, could take charge of it.

After half a month of recovery, the injuries of Golden Crocodile and the others had mostly healed.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei in particular would see the scene of their Martial Soul Fusion Skill being forcibly broken whenever they had a moment to spare.

And those white flames that had turned the entire sky deathly pale.

Sitting on the papal throne, Qian Daoliu asked, "Now that you've all recovered, tell me in detail everything that happened that day!"

He looked around, but not one of them dared to speak up.

Qian Daoliu said coldly, "Golden Crocodile, you tell me! What exactly happened that day?"

Qian Daoliu could tolerate Spirit Hall's Titled Douluo being brutally beaten, because he knew there were many experts in the world. He knew two Limit Douluo himself.

He could also tolerate Qian Renxue leaving Spirit Hall, because in his view, the Angel God's guardians could do without one Broken-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

He could also accept the news of the death of Bibi Dong, the saintess Spirit Hall had painstakingly nurtured and whom Qian Xunji had defiled. If he had truly cared about her, he would not have stood by and ignored Qian Xunji's actions back then.

What he could not accept was the damage to Spirit Hall's reputation. It had now become a laughingstock to the whole world.

Whenever anyone mentioned Spirit Hall, people's first thought was not its eradication of Evil Soul Masters, but how its Pope had raped his own student.

An unspeakable disgrace!

Or rather, what concerned Qian Daoliu was not even that unspeakable disgrace, but the sharp decline in the power of faith Spirit Hall supplied to the Angel God's divine seat!

From beginning to end, Spirit Hall had been established solely to collect the power of faith for the Angel God.

And now that power of faith was dwindling. Qian Daoliu could no longer ignore it.

Golden Crocodile took a deep breath and, terror on his face, recounted everything that had happened in Suotuo City that day.

Qian Daoliu laughed after hearing him out. "You're saying Xue'er's teacher is a mysterious Titled Douluo who single-handedly beat down all six of you Titled Douluo without suffering a scratch?"

Golden Crocodile explained, "It wasn't a beatdown. It was... a one-sided beating. We couldn't fight back at all."

Qian Daoliu stared hard at Golden Crocodile. Had they not been old acquaintances, he would have flipped the table by now.

Even he was not confident he could suppress all six Titled Douluo led by Golden Crocodile when they joined forces.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei's heaven-defying Martial Soul Fusion Skill was especially troublesome, even for him.

Yet now Golden Crocodile was telling him that man had forcibly broken through the Two Extremes Stillness Domain?

In the end, Qian Daoliu suppressed his anger.

The most important thing now was to restore Spirit Hall's prestige before it was too late.

Qian Daoliu sighed. "All right, you may leave. Send the Pope to me!"

Before long, Qian Xunji arrived at the Pope's Hall. He no longer looked as spirited as he once had, and his face was covered in stubble. If his clothes had not been fairly presentable, others would have taken him for a beggar.

Qian Daoliu glanced at him. "You brought this upon yourself. Do you finally regret it?"

Qian Xunji shook his head. "Regret it?! I only regret not killing that traitorous disciple Bibi Dong outright back then!"

Qian Daoliu shouted, "Enough! Do you think the situation isn't chaotic enough already?! Of the Upper Three Sects, the other two have shown signs of wanting to declare war on us, with only the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as the exception. Our most pressing task is to restore Spirit Hall's reputation!"

Qian Xunji also understood how uncertain Spirit Hall's situation was. He asked, "Father, what do you think I should do?"

Qian Daoliu swept his sleeve. "One year from now, Spirit Hall will organize a Soul Beast hunt. Spirit Hall will help any Soul Master in the world who needs a Soul Ring hunt for one free of charge."

Qian Xunji cupped his fists. "I understand, Father."

Qian Daoliu's idea was simple.

The heroes of the world all pursued their own interests. He wanted to tell the outside world that although Spirit Hall had a family scandal, it remained as devoted to the world's Soul Masters as ever, and was still their leader.

Take a man's gifts, and your hands are tied; eat his food, and your mouth is softened.

With Spirit Hall at the very center of the storm, holding a Soul Hunting convention immediately would surely draw interference from various factions and cause it to fail.

Spirit Hall needed time to cool down, and so did public opinion.

In the Star Dou Great Forest.

Perhaps because Tang Hao had spent so long with a woman in bear form, he now found her easy on the eyes.

But those were only the injuries to his body; he still could not come to terms with the psychological ones. This Soul Ring had delicate features.

During this time, Tang Hao had been "helping Ah Hua hunt for Soul Rings" in the Star Dou Great Forest.

In truth, he knew perfectly well that a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast did not need to hunt for its first six Soul Rings. But to maintain the image of a good husband, Tang Hao had scarcely left her side.

After his tireless cultivation, day and night, day after day, Ah Hua's belly began to show a response.

One day, Ah Hua went through a set of "Black Bear Shakes Its Fur" with Tang Hao and said shyly, "Brother Hao, the baby's kicking me!"

Tang Hao looked tender. "That naughty boy. When he's born, I'll give him a good lesson for daring to kick my Ah Hua."

"Ying~" the bear girl said bashfully. "Brother Hao, you're so good to me! Give me a kiss!"

Tang Hao kept a stiff smile on his face. "Flash Step!"

He dodged a calamity.

Ah Hua went in for another kiss.

"Flash Step!"

He dodged another calamity.

Ah Hua could not take it anymore. Her sturdy body blotted out the sky as she pinned Tang Hao hard beneath her.

Tang Hao kept smiling as he listened to the sounds of passion, helpless tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

For the sake of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, I'll endure it!