Chapter 142 Yu Xiaogang Must Die
Yu Xiaogang was whipped and trembled. He didn’t expect Li Xun to be so vicious that he used the prince to send him and others to prison.

When Flanders and Liu Erlong saw Yu Xiaogang being beaten, they became furious and wanted to break the ban and teach the jailer a lesson.

“Hurry up and move this stone over.” The jailer grinned and showed no fear at all.

He pointed at a millstone-sized stone with his whip and said, “The superiors said that the three of you now owe the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect more than 20 million gold soul coins. You can leave when you pay off the debt, but you are not included in this.”

“What!” Yu Xiaogang and the other two were shocked at the same time.

Liu Erlong was furious, pointing at the jailer and asking, “Why can’t he get out?”

“The imperial law stipulates that nobles and soul masters who have reached a certain level of cultivation can use redemption money to atone for their crimes within a certain range.”

The jailer said to Liu Erlong very politely: “But this does not include low-level soul masters. His soul power has just reached level 21, so this rule does not apply to him.”

“What’s more, you killed someone, and someone has to give an explanation to the family of the deceased.”

Yu Xiaogang’s face turned pale when he heard this, his legs went limp, and he couldn’t help but stagger while holding the stone. He didn’t expect that in prison, people would be treated differently because of their different cultivation levels.

Liu Erlong and Flanders couldn’t help but look at each other when they saw Yu Xiaogang’s look.

“I know that you two have high cultivation levels, but I still advise you to stay here honestly.”

The jailer chuckled and said, “Even if you can’t pay the ransom, no one will do anything to you. At most, they will send you to the army.”

“But if you escape from prison, it will be a big deal. You will be wanted by the Empire.”

The jailer stopped paying attention to the three people and walked to other prisoners with low soul power. There is a rule in their line of work, and they don’t touch high-level soul masters.

“What should we do, Xiaogang? Should we fight our way out?” Liu Erlong looked at Yu Xiaogang’s haggard appearance, with slightly reddened eyes.

Although they were restricted from using their soul power when they entered the prison, this restriction could only limit some low-level soul masters. As long as they calmed down and were strong enough to break through the restriction within a day, they would be able to break through the restriction.

“Erlong, don’t be impulsive. Just stay here peacefully.” Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, put down the stone and sat on it. “I believe Xiaosan will find a way to rescue us.”

“Do you believe in Xiao San? You clearly believe in Bibi Dong.” Liu Erlong felt annoyed when she thought of the Pope’s order, and her previous heartache for Yu Xiaogang disappeared.

“Well, Erlong, you have to believe me. Bibi Dong and I really have no relationship at all. The Pope’s Order was given to me by Xiao San’s father.”

Yu Xiaogang was a little embarrassed and coughed softly, “If there was no other way, how could I contact her?”

“Hmph! Who knows what you are planning?” Liu Erlong snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Flanders looked at the awkward look on their faces and shook his head and sighed.

He had just experienced a fantasy, and apart from matters of life and death, he no longer had any interest in the emotional issues between the two people.

In a luxurious reception room of the Wuhun Hall in Tiandou City, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were sitting opposite Qian Renxue, while Snake Spear Douluo and Blood-piercing Douluo were drinking tea in the seats beside them.

“Pope’s order? An honorary elder with soul power level 21 is really ridiculous.” Qian Renxue showed sarcasm and leaned back on the sofa: “What does our Pope say?”

“Your Holiness the Pope means that it would be best to make this matter less serious.” Ju Douluo sat upright and carefully arranged his words: “I heard that the young master wants to behead Yu Xiaogang as a warning to the public? Can you convince the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect to give them some leniency?”

“What? Is that honorary elder so important that he would let me borrow Xue Qinghe’s identity to offend the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect?”

Qian Renxue sneered and stared at Ju Douluo: “Is there something I don’t know about this? After all, I have never heard of such an honorary elder in our Elder Hall since I was a child.”

Ju Douluo looked away slightly: “Young Master, I know very little about this matter.”

He had just learned that Yu Xiaogang had become an honorary elder, but as an old man in the Spirit Hall, he quickly sorted out the ins and outs of the matter.

But he definitely wouldn’t tell Qian Renxue these.

Seeing Ju Douluo’s evasive look, Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes and drank her tea leisurely: “If that’s the case, then let’s increase the ransom! Add another 10 million gold soul coins. It can also be regarded as an explanation to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.”

Ju Douluo was in a dilemma: “Young Master, can you give us a little more time? That kid named Tang San can only pay 20 million gold soul coins. If the ransom is not enough, I’m afraid we, the Spirit Temple, will have to pay a part.”

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Qian Renxue’s face turned cold, and she slammed the teacup down on the table. “It’s fine for a Great Spirit Master who doesn’t even have a title to be the honorary elder of the Spirit Hall, but why does the Spirit Hall need to take the blame for his mistakes?”

“Elder Yueguan, although you are a close confidant of the Pope, you should also give me an explanation, right? After all, I have the final say in the Tiandou Empire now.”

Seeing that the situation had reached this point, Ju Douluo did not want to be caught between the mother and daughter and suffer the anger: “Young Master, I only know one thing about this matter, that is, Yu Xiaogang had a past with His Majesty the Pope in his early years.”

“Old? I think it’s an old lover!” Qian Renxue smiled coldly when she saw Ju Douluo pretending not to know much.

In order to find out what the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was going to do with the factory, she had investigated Yu Xiaogang and others under the identity of Xue Qinghe. However, she had not known that she had seen the information about Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang in many materials.

Moreover, this information from more than 20 years ago is very accurate and well-preserved. No matter how Qian Renxue investigates, she will get a definite answer.

Qian Renxue knew that this was the work of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, but she could not blame him because he was the Crown Prince Xue Qinghe at that time. He was just using this information to tell her about Yu Xiaogang’s background so that she could be mentally prepared.

This has been the tacit understanding between the two parties.

But it was precisely this point that caused Qian Renxue to collapse several times.

She had long realized that Bibi Dong didn’t love her father or herself. She didn’t expect that she couldn’t even compare to this great soul master who couldn’t break through and could only study theory.

She pretended not to know just now just because she was hoping for luck and wanted to see if the older generation like Ju Douluo knew about this.

“Young Master, we really don’t know about this!” Ju Douluo sighed, “We are only doing things according to the will of His Majesty the Pope.”

On one side are Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue, and on the other side is the current Pope Bibi Dong. He really doesn’t want to get involved in such family affairs.

“In Wuhun City, she is the Pope, but this is the Tiandou Empire, and I am the supreme commander here.” Qian Renxue’s face was as cold as ice, and her aura gradually became colder: “Yu Xiaogang must die!”

(End of this chapter)