Douluo: Wuhun Bone Dragon, I am the Undead Scourge

Chapter 112 Exposing Yu Xiaogang's True Colors
Xingluo City, Xingluo Imperial Palace.

"Hahahaha!"

Inside the palace, a burst of wild laughter suddenly erupted, causing the gilded palace lanterns to sway slightly.

Zhu Yun'er gracefully approached, carrying a celadon teacup filled with the fragrant aroma of Biluochun tea.

Seeing Emperor Dai Tian of the Star Luo Empire so happy, she couldn't help but part her lips slightly and ask with a puzzled look, "Your Majesty, why are you so happy today?"

Dai Tian laughed so hard he slapped the armrest of the golden chair, making a crisp sound: "Hahahaha, I never thought Ning Fengzhi would have such a domineering side. It seems I really underestimated him before!"

After saying this, he casually handed a scroll bearing a red seal to Zhu Yun'er.

For Dai Tian, ​​this day was arguably the most exhilarating moment in his ten years on the throne.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wiped out the Power Clan.

This was the most loyal servant of the Haotian Sect, even though the Haotian Sect has now retired.

But don't forget, there's Tang Hao outside too!
hiss--

Dai Tian leaned back on the dragon throne, his fingertips rhythmically tapping the armrests, his eyes gleaming with calculation.

He had even begun to imagine what Tang Hao would do after learning the news, whether he would be so angry that he would attack the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Dai Tian couldn't wait to stage a dog-eat-dog show.

If he can use this opportunity to severely weaken the Heavenly Dou Empire, then his ambition to march south and unify the continent will be just around the corner.

At this moment, Zhu Yun'er also finished reading the contents of the dossier, and said with a smile in her phoenix eyes, "So that's what it is, Your Majesty. I happen to know something that can make Your Majesty even happier."

Dai Tian immediately became interested: "Oh, could there be anything that could make me happier than this?"

"Your Majesty, please take a look!" Zhu Yun'er took out a brand-new manuscript from her personal pouch.

Dai Tian took a look and immediately frowned: "Who is this master?"

Zhu Yun'er covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes sparkling: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten the boy who became a laughing stock at the All-Continent Soul Master Theory Conference many years ago?"

Dai Tian slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing what was going on, and his hearty laughter echoed through the palace once more: "So it was that kid! I never imagined that the esteemed person of my Star Luo Empire had been right in front of me all along, hahahaha!"

Dai Tian exclaimed, "I'm so happy! I'm so happy!"
Who in the family understands?

I woke up to find that two major sects from my enemy country were about to have a conflict.

The Star Luo Empire has been unable to conquer the Heaven Dou Empire for many years. One reason is the interference of the Spirit Hall, but the hindrance from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School is equally undeniable.

In particular, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has long been openly supporting the Heaven Dou Empire and has repeatedly obstructed the Star Luo Empire from launching wars.

Now that Yu Xiaogang has publicly criticized the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, it will definitely enrage the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and behind Yu Xiaogang is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School.
Adding to the existing power of the clan, this could very well trigger a three-way conflict.

Regardless of the final outcome, the Heavenly Dou Empire will suffer a huge loss, while the Star Luo Empire will win big.

……

Meanwhile, inside the Papal Palace in Wuhun City, the solemn and majestic angel statues radiated a holy light in the morning glow, yet they could not conceal the complex atmosphere permeating the palace.

"Xiao Gang, you've only just returned to the scene, and you've already released news that's enough to shake the entire Soul Master world. You truly live up to your reputation!"

"While severely criticizing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's heinous acts, you didn't even forget to commemorate those deceased Power Clan Soul Masters. Xiao Gang, I never imagined that after all these years, you would still be so kind."

Bibi Dong, dressed in a fitted purple cheongsam, stood beneath the statue, a hint of joy on her face. "However, although you haven't changed, but..."

At this point, for some unknown reason, Bibi Dong's previously upturned lips suddenly turned cold.

She stared at the manuscript in her hands, recalling the years she had spent with Yu Xiaogang. Her beautiful face contorted with a mixture of longing and resentment, her exquisite features gradually becoming distorted.

"It's all your fault, you damned Qian Xunji! If it weren't for you, would I have been separated from Xiaogang?"

Bibi Dong suddenly looked up at the angel statue that stretched straight up to the clouds, her eyes surging with hatred, her nails digging deeply into her palms: "Just wait, angels, you will be destroyed by me sooner or later, and that day is not far off..."

……

Meanwhile, in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the atmosphere in the council hall was as heavy as lead.

Gu Rong, enraged, slammed his teacup onto the sandalwood table, sending shards of porcelain flying.

"Fengzhi, look! That damned old dragon must have deliberately let his good-for-nothing son post this."

"I knew this old guy had always coveted our position as the second-best sect in the world. Now he's not even pretending anymore!"

"Damn it!"

Gu Rong pointed angrily at the contents of the manuscript.

Throughout the entire piece, what Yu Xiaogang wanted to express was this:

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is wicked and its virtue is unworthy of its position!
Why don't you just say it directly and let the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan become the second largest sect in the world?

Ning Fengzhi remained calm and poured Gu Rong another cup of tea: "Uncle Gu, calm down and have some tea to calm your temper."

Gu Rong couldn't understand why Ning Fengzhi was still so calm: "Fengzhi, aren't you worried at all? Do you know what people outside are calling us? They call us executioners, ruthless killers..."

Chen Xin took a sip of tea and said dismissively, "This Yu Xiaogang is quite clever. Knowing that he would get into trouble, he still knew to publish the article under the guise of being the direct disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex."

He suddenly changed the subject, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "However, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is not a soft persimmon that anyone can trample on!"

"Sect Master, give the order."

Gu Rong clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white: "Hmph, this is a good opportunity to loosen up this old dragon's muscles and let him discipline his son properly. If he doesn't, I'll have to loosen his skin too."

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, a wise glint in his eyes: "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, if a dog bites us, are we supposed to bite it back?"

Gu Rong asked, puzzled, "We can't just swallow this loss in silence, can we?"

"No, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would never suffer a loss."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head, looked at the distant green mountains, and a surge of righteous spirit rose in his chest: "On the Soul Master Continent, who will rise and fall!"

"Looking at the world of soul masters today, the Spirit Hall is the most respected, followed by our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School. We will not discuss the reclusive Clear Sky School for the time being. As for strength, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is currently the strongest among the three major sects."

"The reason why Yu Xiaogang is so eager to criticize us is simply because he is unhappy with his life, feels that he has a chance to gain fame, and wants to gain the support of lower-level soul masters. This is what rumors and public opinion are all about."

"Yu Xiaogang's approach is simply to elevate himself by belittling others."

"So if he can use rumors and public opinion, why can't we?"

Ning Fengzhi slowly stood up and rummaged through the trash can for a somewhat worn copy of "The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls".

(End of this chapter)