Douluo: Yu Hao Pan Tang San

Chapter 197, Section 216: Gangzi's Capture

Yu Xiaogang's papal decree was decorated with six symbols: a Haotian hammer, a blue dragon, a sword, a chrysanthemum, a human figure, and a crown.

Upon seeing the papal decree, the samurai immediately calmed down. Looking at this level 29 nobody who dared to come up to him and show off, the samurai's expression turned mocking: "Where did you get this papal decree from?"

Yu Xiaogang was furious. Wasn't it supposed to be that showing the Papal Decree was like seeing the Pope himself? But when he produced the Papal Decree, he didn't feel the slightest respect from the other party. He angrily said, "Where did you get the Papal Decree? Is this something you servants are supposed to know? Is this how the Spirit Hall trains its servants? Have you forgotten the rule that seeing the Papal Decree is like seeing the Pope? Kneel down right now!"

"You, a level 29 piece of trash, dare to make me kneel down?" One of the warriors raised his hand and slapped Yu Xiaogang across the face. Caught off guard, Yu Xiaogang was sent flying through the air, spinning 360 degrees before crashing to the ground.

He was stunned by the slap: "You dare to slap me?"

"Not only will I slap you, I'll beat you too!" Two warriors stepped forward, took out their sticks, and lashed Yu Xiaogang six times per second, making him howl in pain until he was bruised and battered and begged for mercy!
The warrior picked up the papal decree and spat on Yu Xiaogang's bruised and swollen face, saying, "First of all, the Spirit Hall has carried out a reform. The fact that those who hold the papal decree are honorary elders has not changed, but the Spirit Hall has weakened the rights that outsiders who hold the papal decree possess. As for personnel from other forces who hold the papal decree, we only need to maintain basic respect. You, a level 29 piece of trash, are not worthy of our kneeling before you."

As he spoke, the warrior raised his foot and crushed Yu Xiaogang's face, trampling Yu Xiaogang's dignity into the ground.

"Secondly, each Papal Token has a clearly defined holder. Our Spirit Hall only recognizes the holder who holds the token, not the illegal holder. Every holder of a Papal Token must be at least the leader of a sect, and even if their strength is poor, they must be at least level 79. What qualifications do you, a level 29 piece of trash, have to obtain this Papal Token?"

"Finally, at the last time our Spirit Hall convened the Continental Sect Conference, we rearranged the sects and re-elected the three upper sects. The Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect were eliminated. The three upper sects in the world are now: Body Sect, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Dragon Elephant Sect. Furthermore, we revoked the old Papal Decree and recast a new Papal Decree, which was issued to the three upper sects. The new Papal Decree does not contain the Clear Sky Hammer or the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul. In other words, your Papal Decree is the old Papal Decree."

"The old tokens belonged to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Our Spirit Hall has already recovered them. There is only one left. The one belonging to the Clear Sky Clan is still out there. Now it has fallen into your hands. Tell me, how did you get this token?"

Yu Xiaogang then realized that he had made a grave mistake. Tang Hao had tricked him. Given the relationship between the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect, he could not admit that the token was obtained from the Clear Sky Sect, especially from Tang Hao.

So Yu Xiaogang changed the subject, saying, "I am an old acquaintance of Bibi Dong. She asked me to go see her, and this token was a gift from her."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he was slapped again.

"How dare you, a level 29 piece of trash, address the Pope by his name? Stop trying to deny it! Take him to prison and torture him severely." The two warriors then carried Yu Xiaogang to the Spirit Hall's dormitory building.

"What are you doing? No! Let me go! I'm an old acquaintance of Bibi Dong. If you hurt me, she will definitely settle scores with you!" Yu Xiaogang said, struggling.

However, the warriors guarding the Spirit Hall were all Soul King level experts, so how could a level 29 Great Soul Master like Yu Xiaogang possibly cause trouble? Thus, Yu Xiaogang was dragged into the Spirit Hall's dormitory building.

After a while, two warriors came to Qian Renxue and said, "Young Master, the Soul Master who possessed the old Pope's Decree has been captured. Is there anything else you need?"

Qian Renxue took a sip of tea and said, "Well done. Next, you will use all kinds of torture to extract a confession from Yu Xiaogang and make him sign in black and white that this papal decree was handed to him by Tang Hao." "Don't worry, young master, there are plenty of methods in the prison. We're not afraid that he won't open his mouth," the warrior said.

"No rush. Also, after he confesses, lock him up for a month before releasing him. During this month," Qian Renxue sneered, "use your best hospitality. As long as he doesn't die, give him a good beating."

“Yes, young master,” the samurai replied.

"If this matter is completed perfectly, you will be promoted two ranks and your salary will be doubled," Qian Renxue said.

Upon hearing this, a fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the two warriors—a fierce glint directed at Yu Xiaogang. They quickly assured him, "Young Master, we will treat him well."

Yu Xiaogang was locked in the interrogation room of the Spirit Hall prison. He gripped the iron cage with both hands and shouted out of the dark and gloomy building, "Let me out! I want to see Bibi Dong. I am an old acquaintance of Bibi Dong. You can't treat me like this."

"Oh ho." The two warriors entered the tenement building and looked at Yu Xiaogang, saying, "You said you're an old acquaintance of the Pope?"

“Yes,” Yu Xiaogang said.

“I also suspect you are a spy, otherwise how would this papal decree have fallen into your hands? You colluded with the Clear Sky Sect to spy on the secrets of my Spirit Hall. Yu Xiaogang, do you plead guilty?” the warrior said.

"Hmph, if you want to condemn someone, you can always find a pretext." Yu Xiaogang stiffened his neck and raised his head, displaying the unyielding spirit of a scholar who would rather die than submit.

"Hehe, good, you have backbone. I just don't know if you'll still have the same backbone later on."

The samurai opened the iron gate and dragged Yu Xiaogang out like a chick, leading him into a room.

The room contained several shirtless, menacing-looking men, with all sorts of tools beside them: axes, knives, saws, drills, chisels, whips, canes, shackles, locks, finger torture devices, tiger benches, chili water, bamboo skewers, and wooden donkeys—everything imaginable was there.

"What are these for?" Yu Xiaogang swallowed hard and asked, "What are they for?"

"These are package deals. We have plenty of ways to pry open the mouths of stubborn people, but don't worry, we won't make you faint from the pain. We also have top-notch healing-type Soul Masters here, so you can enjoy the next package immediately after finishing the previous one." After the warrior finished speaking, he introduced each package in the interrogation room to Yu Xiaogang.

The more Yu Xiaogang explained, the more he broke out in a sweat.

(End of this chapter)