Douluo: Yu Hao Pan Tang San

Chapter 424, Section 443: Throw it away, and get a fresh one.

Yu Xiaogang was so frightened that he ran back. It took him a while to calm down before he returned and sat down on the gilded chair.

He demanded with a grim expression, "Tell me, what exactly happened?"

The alliance envoy trembled as he said, "Alliance Leader, the Body Sect is unwilling to pay contributions. They cut off the head of one of our envoys and made me bring it back, along with a message: 'If you want contributions, you must come and collect them in person.'"

Let me go and get it myself. Yu Xiaogang thought of the head in the brocade box. Would he die if he went there? Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang shook his head repeatedly. No, no, no, Xiao San now knows how to be filial to me. He is about to become a god and has promised to help me achieve the position of God Emperor. My good days have just begun. I don't want to die.

"The Body Sect dares to insult me ​​like this! Does it even respect the Alliance, me as the Master of God, or my beloved disciple Tang San as the future God?" Yu Xiaogang said angrily. However, his brain, the size of a walnut, couldn't think of a way to deal with the Body Sect. So he looked at the Alliance officials and asked, "Do any of you have a good solution?"

An alliance official stepped forward and bowed to Yu Xiaogang, saying, "Alliance Leader, this matter is difficult to handle. The Body Sect is the largest power in the alliance. If we offend the Body Sect, our entire alliance will lose more than half of its high-end combat power."

"Of course I know that principle. I'm asking for a solution. Are we just going to allow the Body Sect to be so arrogant and disrespectful?" Yu Xiaogang said angrily.

The alliance is in a very awkward position. It is because of the addition of the Body Sect that the alliance's overall combat strength can be compared with that of the Spirit Hall. However, if the Body Sect is removed, the strongest people in the entire alliance will only be two: the level 96 Sword Douluo Chen Xin and the Holy Dragon Douluo Yu Xiaomen. The awkward thing is that Yu Xiaomen is at odds with Yu Xiaogang.

The alliance official said, "Not at all, Alliance Leader. You only need to wait and be patient, and wait for your beloved disciple to return as a god."

Yu Xiaogang knew this principle, but he was unwilling to accept it. He roared with impotent rage in his heart: "Body Sect, I am already the teacher of gods. My beloved disciple Tang San will become a god in the future. Why can't you give me face and dignity? Why are you challenging me!"
He took a deep breath to calm his anger. The Body Sect was not a good target for the moment, so Yu Xiaogang could only transfer his anger and grievances elsewhere to soothe his wounded heart. He immediately pointed at the living Alliance envoy and said, "What kind of work have you done? You've messed up such a simple thing. What is your punishment? Guards, throw him into the oil pot and fry him slowly over a low flame!"

"No, spare me, Alliance Leader, spare me!"

No matter how much the leader of the alliance begged for mercy, Yu Xiaogang remained unmoved. "You only lost your life, but I lost my dignity and face. You actually made me lose control of my bladder in public again. You deserve to die."

So the oil cauldron was brought out, firewood was burning, and after a while, the oil inside the cauldron began to heat up.

The armored soldiers lifted the alliance envoy up and carried him toward the cauldron, preparing to throw him inside.

At this moment, he realized that he was doomed, so he began to say desperately:

"Gangzi, do you really think Tang San respects you, reveres you as a god-like teacher, and makes you the respected leader of the alliance? In my eyes, you're nothing but a level 29 Lung Mist clown, a clown sitting on a stage. Not just me, but the entire alliance, you're a ridiculous clown. Don't worry, I'll watch your farce unfold from the depths of hell, hahahahaha."

Yu Xiaogang's face immediately turned ashen. He angrily said to the armored soldiers, "What are you waiting for? Throw it in!"

With a splatter, the alliance's envoy was thrown into the boiling oil. Immediately, a piercing scream echoed throughout the alliance's assembly hall. The envoy's screams offered a slight solace to Yu Xiaogang's wounded heart, but only a tiny bit.

That night, Yu Xiaogang was still indignant. He remembered the disrespect shown to him by the Body Sect and the humiliation he suffered at the hands of the Alliance envoy before his death. He said that the entire Alliance regarded him as a clown. So he picked up a stick and smashed everything around him, destroying valuable furniture, porcelain and other items to pieces.

With bloodshot eyes, Yu Xiaogang said, "I, Yu Xiaogang, am no clown on a stage. Body Sect, you just wait. You have brought me, Yu Xiaogang, humiliation. When my disciple Xiao San returns as a god, it will be your end. I will instruct my beloved disciple to destroy your Body Sect."

After a short while, Yu Xiaogang looked at his hands and sighed, "In the end, it's still a matter of strength. I must break through to level 29 as soon as possible."

So, Yu Xiaogang ordered his men to retrieve expensive cultivation herbs from the Alliance's warehouse. After brewing the herbs, Yu Xiaogang, with the help of his servants, entered the medicinal tub for a medicinal bath.

However, after soaking for only a short while, Yu Xiaogang's delicate skin began to hurt unbearably. So he got up from the medicine container and said to the pharmacist, "Pour it out and bring me a fresh one."

"Alliance Leader, this..." The pharmacist looked at the thick medicinal liquid in the bath tub. It hadn't been absorbed much at all; it was practically the same as when it was freshly boiled.

"I said throw it away, and make me another one, understand? Don't make me repeat myself," Yu Xiaogang said angrily.

"Yes, as ordered."

So the medicine was thrown away, and the pharmacist prepared a new one.

Yu Xiaogang sat in the bathtub and continued to soak in the medicinal liquid. He remembered that when he was a child, he had only received a few more cultivation resources, and his family members had been gossiping and pointing fingers. Now, however, he had become the leader of the alliance. Now, he could use as many cultivation resources as he wanted, and no one dared to object. The taste of this power was truly intoxicating.

After soaking in the tub for a while, Yu Xiaogang hissed as he felt a slight stinging sensation on his skin. He frowned, stood up, and said to the pharmacist, "Pour it out and bring me a fresh dose of medicine."

"Yes, Lord Alliance Leader." This time, the pharmacist didn't say anything more, but poured out the thick medicine and prepared a new prescription for Yu Xiaogang.

Later, Yu Xiaogang even directly requested that when he used one dose of medicine, another dose should also be prepared for him, so that after he felt pain and had rested, he could use the next dose of medicine to refine his body without waiting.

However, throughout the entire cultivation process, Yu Xiaogang consumed 20 times the cultivation resources required by an ordinary Soul Master, yet he still made no progress in his cultivation.

(End of this chapter)