Chapter 130: The Return of the Little Anus (Yu Xiaogang)
"Forget it, Hao'er. Our Clear Sky Sect lost this Sect Competition. You go up and receive the Supreme Pontiff Decree on my behalf." Tang Tian's voice came, very weak, even his words lacked strength.
"Father…" Tang Hao called out unwillingly.
Tang Tian closed his eyes and shook his head, as if saying it was impossible.
"Hmph! Everything our Clear Sky Sect lost today, I, Tang Hao, will personally reclaim it sooner or later." Tang Hao clenched his fists, no longer arguing. He spoke with a hint of menace, then reluctantly went up to receive the decree.
His words were directed at both Yu Yuanzhen and Qin Xuan.
Unfortunately, neither Yu Yuanzhen nor Qin Xuan took his words to heart.
Yu Yuanzhen, having fought Tang Tian earlier, was completely full of himself. He no longer cared about the Clear Sky Sect's unique skills, believing that even if Tang Hao reached his father's level of cultivation, he would still not be his opponent.
Moreover, by the time Tang Hao's Spirit Power reached Level 95, he might already have become a Limit Douluo.
It would be even more impossible for the other party to be his opponent.
As for Qin Xuan, from beginning to end, he only saw Tang Hao as a clown, a mere tool.
At the same time.
After a month of travel, the expeditionary force to Sea God Island finally returned.
Since the Sect Competition was still being held in the center of Spirit City, and the team belonged to Spirit Hall, the return of this 2,000-plus Spirit Master team did not attract much attention.
Yu Xiaogang, dressed in plain, rumpled clothes, entered the city with the team. He did not stop for a moment, not even taking a breath to rest. He ignored the stares of the city-dwellers and headed directly to the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
He was filthy from his "duties" on the ship, and his face was gaunt, but his eyes burned with a feverish light.
He planned to subtly hint to Bibi Dong about the various grievances and humiliations he had suffered during the month-long return journey.
He believed that Bibi Dong would get justice for him.
In front of the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
"Stop." Two Guardian Knights in full silver armor blocked his path, their lances crossing.
Yu Xiaogang thought that he had been away for too long and that the Guardian Knights on duty had changed. With a calm, practiced expression, he raised his hand and showed his librarian identity token.
"I am Yu Xiaogang, librarian of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, just returned from completing a mission under the Supreme Pontiff's orders. I am now going back to work in the library."
The leading knight was startled. "So you are that Yu Xiaogang!"
Then he took the token. He was silent for a moment, and seemed to think of something. A look of undisguised disdain and ridicule appeared on his face beneath the silver helmet.
Crunch.
He suddenly exerted force with his hand and crushed Yu Xiaogang's identity token into metal fragments.
"You…" Yu Xiaogang was furious, his voice cracking. "How dare you! This token was personally bestowed by Otto, the Spirit Douluo Bishop, guardian of the library! How dare you destroy it? Aren't you afraid I'll report you to Bishop Otto?"
The leading knight sneered, "You won't have that chance. The Supreme Pontiff has already expelled you. From now on, you no longer belong to Spirit Hall, and Spirit Hall has no place for you."
He tossed the fragments at Yu Xiaogang's feet.
"If you dare to make any more noise or take another step closer, I will kill you."
"Kill!" A hundred Guardian Knights simultaneously raised their long knight spears, pointing them at Yu Xiaogang.
Hearing that he had been expelled from Spirit Hall, Yu Xiaogang lost his usual composure and calmness. He swallowed hard, and with unwillingness and anger, turned and walked down Supreme Pontiff Mountain.
When he came up, he was in too much of a hurry to notice, but when he went down, he subconsciously looked down at Spirit City.
He realized that a huge empty space had been cleared in the center of Spirit City at some point.
Many people of all kinds were gathered around the open space. There was also a huge arena in the center, but it looked as if it had just undergone a fierce battle, turning into a pile of rubble and ruins.
Out of curiosity, Yu Xiaogang went straight to the open space after going down the mountain.
By the time he arrived, the Sect Competition had already ended, and the onlookers were gradually dispersing in groups of three or five, a loud clamor filling the air.
"To be able to witness the Sect Competition, with the Seven Great Sects fighting each other, makes this life worthwhile."
"Indeed, no one expected that in this Sect Competition, the Clear Sky Sect would actually lose to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, losing the title of 'World's Number One Sect'."
"There's nothing that can be done. Although Sect Master Tang Tian is strong, he is still slightly inferior compared to Thunder Douluo."
"It's just a pity that Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect didn't participate; otherwise, it's really uncertain who would have won the title of 'World's Number One Sect'!"
"It is a pity... but who told him to be part of such a Sect? Did you hear? Bone Douluo tried to assassinate the Holy Son!"
"..."
From the discussions among the crowd, Yu Xiaogang learned that this was the Sect Competition held every 30 years.
He learned that his father, Yu Yuanzhen, had defeated Clear Sky Sect Master Tang Tian, winning the title of 'World's Number One Sect' for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
The Clear Sky Sect ranked second.
As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, which originally had two Titled Douluo and hoped to win the title of 'World's Number One Sect,' it seemed that due to some incident, both Titled Douluo suffered severe injuries, rendering them unable to participate in the ranking of the Upper Three Sects.
Yu Xiaogang sighed softly in his heart, but a slow smile spread across his face.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan became the 'World's Number One Sect'. I didn't expect so much to have happened during my absence.
He began to piece the "truth" together in his mind.
Perhaps Qianxun Ji was forced by the pressure from my father and my family—now the World's Number One Sect—to expel me from Spirit Hall. That would explain it!
If that's the case, then my theories… they must have also caused a strong reaction in the Spirit Master World! That is why my family put pressure on Spirit Hall to expel me, so I could return to the family as soon as possible.
Thinking this, Yu Xiaogang had already imagined himself becoming a theoretical Grandmaster in the Spirit Master World, being grandly welcomed back to the family by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, under the name of the 'World's Number One Sect'.
Alas! And Teacher... Bibi Dong, too. It seems I misunderstood her. Even if she is the Spirit Hall Supreme Pontiff's disciple, she still needs to consider the prestige of their 'World's Number One Sect' and myself, this theoretical Grandmaster.
Amidst his reflections, as the Sect Competition ended, the crowd began to disperse gradually.
Yu Xiaogang, who believed he had 'figured everything out,' no longer rushed to find Bibi Dong. Instead, he slowed his pace, his gaze subtly searching for members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
He intended to create a scenario where he was just "passing by" and 'accidentally' encountered them.
Although Yu Xiaogang had been away from home for seven or eight years, his clansmen were still easy to recognize. Sure enough, moments later, they 'met.'
First to appear was Yu Yuanzhen's face, which seemed to come with its own soft glow and highlight. Authority and dominance coexisted.
However, the first sound to be heard was an impatient, sharp, and harsh voice.
"Go away! Where did this poor, filthy commoner come from, daring to block the path of my World's Number One Sect, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"
A middle-aged man following behind Yu Yuanzhen stepped out. He looked a bit older than Yu Xiaogang, with a square face, tall and mighty build. He wore a blue tight-fitting suit with a dragon emblem identical to the one on Yu Yuanzhen's clothes.
He was precisely the standard cannon fodder character found in every fantasy novel, meant to be face-slapped by the protagonist.
This cannon fodder was Yu Luomian, a direct disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and the one who had schemed against him before.
But Yu Xiaogang was not the protagonist, which meant this was destined to be a disaster for him.
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