Chapter 359: The Tang Clan's Pure Image, Bibi Dong Is Thrown to the Heaven Dou Auction House
"Patriarch!"
"Father!"
The members of the Clear Sky Clan rushed to carry Tang Zhen back inside, calling for healing-type soul masters to treat him. Afterward, all disciples were dispatched, scouring every inch of the Clear Sky Mountains, yet Bibi Dong was nowhere to be found. Eventually, their investigation revealed one clue—Yu Xiaogang had vanished at the same time as her.
The clan's reputation ruined, mocked across the soul master world, the Clear Sky Clan went completely berserk. In their blind fury, they turned their wrath on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, detaining their second-in-command, Yu Luomian, who had attended the wedding.
Yu Luomian didn't resist. He cooperated with the investigation—after all, the three upper clans had always been united. Moreover, he didn't believe for a second that Yu Xiaogang, a lifelong level-29 soul master whose martial spirit was a farting pig, could possibly have any romantic involvement with Bibi Dong.
The Clear Sky Clan was located in the mountains near Heaven Dou City. From there to Vast Sea City took nearly two months—on the fastest horses, with elite drivers.
During those two months, even as the Clear Sky Clan cooled off a bit, their investigation still pointed—no matter how unbelievable it seemed—directly to Yu Xiaogang, the fart-spirit trash soul master who never broke level 29.
Thus, they applied pressure to the Blue Lightning Clan: hand over Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong, or face war. Yu Luomian would be the first to die.
Tang Zhen lay critically ill, the twin Tang stars were still growing, and their top fighters weren't a match for the Blue Lightning Clan. But the Clear Sky Clan was simply too powerful—5,000 disciples, six elders plus Tang Xiao, all Soul Douluos, plus the four single-attribute clans whose leaders were also Soul Douluo level. Not to mention their many techniques and formations.
Once war broke out, the 1,800 members of the Blue Lightning Clan couldn't possibly win—especially with the possibility that Tang Chen, a 99th-rank Limit Douluo, might reappear.
Besides, the fault really did lie with the Blue Lightning Clan. One of their own had seduced and eloped with the Clear Sky Clan's heir's fiancée on their wedding day—a grave insult.
No matter how upright Yu Yuanzhen was, he had no choice. He ordered his people to find Yu Xiaogang.
The news reached Yu Xiaogang en route. He was torn. On one hand, he wanted to follow Bibi Dong to Sea God Island and finally shed his status as a trash soul master. On the other, he couldn't abandon the Blue Lightning Clan. His clan had mocked him for years, but his father had never blamed him. He couldn't let his second uncle die.
He made a compromise: he returned to the clan alone, pretending nothing had happened. He claimed that after failing to find a solution to his martial spirit at the Clear Sky Clan, he simply left. Bibi Dong would continue on to Sea God Island alone, inherit the Sea God's legacy, and return later to fix him.
So he left a letter while Bibi Dong slept and rode off into the night, back to the Blue Lightning Clan.
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Upon arrival, Yu Xiaogang faced the elders of the Clear Sky Clan. At first, he followed his plan. But under the crushing pressure of Tang Hao's Killing God Domain, he cracked. Tang Yuehua's noble ring, sensitive to people's emotional states, revealed the truth—he was lying.
Yu Xiaogang confessed everything: Bibi Dong had gone to Sea God Island.
The truth devastated Tang Hao. The woman he had loved and cherished for twenty years, who he planned to marry, had eloped with Yu Xiaogang. Not only that—Yu Xiaogang, a trash soul master in every sense.
Did his two decades of devotion mean nothing? How could he, a once-in-a-century genius, not compare to Yu Xiaogang?
The elders and elite disciples of the Clear Sky Clan deployed immediately. They captured Bibi Dong as she prepared to board a ship in Vast Sea City and dragged her back.
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Clear Sky Main Hall
The second through sixth elders sat high upon their thrones. On either side of the hall stood every disciple of the Clear Sky Clan.
In the center knelt Bibi Dong. Her spirit power sealed, arms bound, hair disheveled, her face still bore the red marks of several heavy slaps.
Their eyes were full of hatred. She had shamed them before the world, made their clan a joke, nearly killed their patriarch.
"Dong'er… why?"
Tang Hao still clung to a shred of hope. His face was filled with sorrow. Had all his efforts been meaningless? Was he really inferior to Yu Xiaogang?
Bibi Dong laughed coldly. Gone was the innocent girl. She scoffed, "You? Trash. A pathetic clown. You don't even deserve to shine Xiaogang's shoes!"
Tang Hao's spirit broke. He coughed blood and collapsed, no longer the brilliant heir of the Clear Sky Clan.
After removing Tang Hao, the second elder coldly declared, "Bibi Dong, you were raised by our clan, betrothed to Tang Hao since childhood. Yet you eloped with Yu Xiaogang on your wedding day, shaming us all. You are ungrateful and treacherous!"
"Raised me? Treacherous?"
Bibi Dong laughed bitterly. "You never saw me as family—only as a tool to breed the next generation. You despicable scum."
Before she could finish, the furious seventh elder exploded forward. His eyes were bloodshot, his rage uncontrollable. He slapped her so hard her face swelled like a pig's. She crashed into the wall and lost consciousness.
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Later, the six elders met in private to discuss her fate. As a political tool, she wasn't truly part of the Tang Clan. But killing her wasted the massive investment made in her upbringing.
Giving her to another family was risky. She might grow powerful and return for revenge.
No, the best solution…
Auction her.
They decided to send Bibi Dong to the Heaven Dou Auction House, where she would earn money for them. Profits would be split 80/20—the clan taking the larger share.
What happened to her there wasn't their concern.
After all, the Clear Sky Clan was the number one sect in the world. They were noble and pure. Of course, they wouldn't commit any shameful acts.
Any degradation Bibi Dong suffered—well, that was the fault of the auction house staff, not them.
As for the Death Spider Emperor? The Soul Devouring Spider Emperor?
Sorry, Clear Sky Hammer reigns supreme. All other spirits are trash.
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