The rest was simple: Yun Ming and Ya Li took Yang Wushuang away, while Qian Renxue handed over Yu Xiaogang.
When Qian Renxue's subordinates carried the man into the Pope Palace, Bibi Dong saw Yu Xiaogang, who had been tortured by Qian Renxue until there wasn't a single patch of intact skin left on his body. He was critically injured, hovering on the brink of death, and unconscious. She went mad on the spot.
Dark purple Soul Power surged from within her, and heaven-shaking killing intent and evil energy filled the entire Pope Palace. Seeing that the situation was spiraling out of control, Yun Ming hurriedly shielded Ya Li and Yang Wushuang behind him.
Bibi Dong's eyes turned red as she stared fixedly at Qian Renxue, grinding her teeth.
"Qian~ Ren~ Xue!"
Qian Renxue looked at the distraught Bibi Dong, her phoenix eyes lifting slightly as she spoke.
"What? Do you want to strike at me to avenge your old lover?"
"Fine! I won't fight back. Go ahead and do it."
Having said that, Qian Renxue didn't even summon her martial soul; she simply stood defenseless before Bibi Dong, leaving herself at her mercy.
"You—"
Perhaps because she was too enraged, or perhaps because she didn't know what attitude to take toward Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong found herself momentarily unable to speak.
The formidable Soul Power on her body began to fluctuate violently along with her shifting emotions, appearing as if it could erupt at any moment.
Ultimately, however, she did not take that final step. She shouted angrily at Qian Renxue.
"Get out!!"
With a wave of her right hand, a powerful storm of Soul Power pushed the group out of the Pope Palace, and she simultaneously slammed the palace doors shut.
Yun Ming and the other two moved with the wind, landing steadily outside the palace gates. Because Qian Renxue had truly dropped all her defenses, she stumbled back a few steps, though she was otherwise unharmed.
Qian Renxue looked up at the tightly closed doors, her heart filled with both joy and regret. She was happy that even though Bibi Dong had been driven to madness by rage, she had ultimately not attacked her. Yet, she also felt a sense of regret: if Bibi Dong had actually struck, would she have been able to reconcile with herself, and perhaps stop caring whether Bibi Dong cared about her? Two contradictory thoughts swirled in her mind, intertwining with one another.
Seeing that Qian Renxue seemed to have fallen into a strange state of mind, Ya Li decided it was best not to disturb her and spoke up to bid farewell.
"Senior Sister, the transaction is complete, so we will be taking our leave."
Qian Renxue was in no mood to say more; she gave a soft "mm" and turned to leave.
Yun Ming and Ya Li brought Yang Wushuang to Ya Li's residence. Looking at this place that clearly didn't resemble a prison, Yang Wushuang finally spoke.
"Who are you? What are your intentions?"
Having been imprisoned for so many years, Yang Wushuang had long since given up hope of gaining his freedom, which was why he hadn't said a word earlier. Now that he saw he had been brought to a place filled with the atmosphere of daily life, he finally felt a flicker of something different.
Yun Ming took a dark black token engraved with a spear-shaped pattern from the Phoenix Cry Ring and handed it to Yang Wushuang. Upon seeing the token, Yang Wushuang's pupils constricted, and he looked at Yun Ming in shock.
"Soul Breaking Token?! How do you have this token!"
Seeing his family's heirloom token in Martial Soul City, the headquarters of Martial Soul Hall, Yang Wushuang imagined all sorts of scenarios where his family had met with disaster; he never once considered that Yun Ming might be one of his own.
This was only natural; it was far more plausible that his family had suffered a tragedy and the token had been lost than for someone from his clan to have managed to snatch a prisoner from the hands of Bibi Dong.
Yun Ming looked at the face that bore a five or six-part resemblance to Yang Wudi, now twisted in sudden shock, anger, and grief. He didn't beat around the bush and spoke directly.
"My name is Yun Ming, grandson of Yang Wudi, son of Yun Huang and Yang Ying, and the current Young Master of the Breaking Clan."
Hearing Yun Ming reveal his identity, Yang Wushuang's brain stalled. At first, he didn't believe it—after all, it was just a token—but eventually, it was Yun Ming recounting his mother's childhood secrets that convinced him of his identity.
Afterward, Yun Ming informed Yang Wushuang of the general situation within the clan: the Breaking Clan's great vengeance had been fulfilled, the Clear Sky Sect had been destroyed, the relevant personnel of Martial Soul Hall had been dealt with, and the news that Yang Wudi had broken through to become a Title Douluo. All of this left Yang Wushuang in a daze. Having been locked away for over a decade, to emerge and find the world situation completely changed left him feeling disoriented.
Seeing that Yang Wushuang was having trouble processing everything, Yun Ming greeted Ya Li, then directly teleported him back to the clan, allowing him to return home early and witness the changes in the world for himself.
While Yun Ming was busy on his end, elsewhere, in a clean and tidy room, others were busy as well.
Bibi Dong looked at the door that remained tightly shut, feeling nervous inside as she paced back and forth in the hallway.
After driving Qian Renxue and the others away, she had brought Yu Xiaogang directly to the Martial Soul Hall Hospital, ordering the best physicians in the hall to treat him. However, the man had been in the medical room for over an hour, and no one had come out yet, which inevitably made Bibi Dong anxious.
Another two quarters of an hour passed before the door to the medical room finally opened, and a middle-aged physician wearing a white coat stepped out.
Seeing that it was over, Bibi Dong hurried forward to ask for the results.
"How is it? Is he alright?"
The physician looked at the unusually agitated Pope and felt a mix of confusion and panic, but he had to speak. The physician replied with some trepidation.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the situation... is not good."
Bibi Dong's heart tightened at these words, and she pressed further.
"What do you mean not good? Speak clearly!"
The physician hurriedly reported.
"Judging by the wounds on the patient's body, he should have been subjected to torture for a very long time. Although the person who did this intentionally kept him alive, the injuries have persisted for so long, and he did not receive proper treatment beforehand, so the patient's vitality has been severely damaged. Even if his wounds heal, I fear it will be very difficult for him to recover his health. A significant reduction in his lifespan is already a certainty."
Hearing that Yu Xiaogang had been injured so severely, she felt heartbroken, but it wasn't over yet; the physician spoke again.
"Furthermore..."
The physician glanced at Bibi Dong, unsure if he should continue.
Bibi Dong's heart skipped a beat, and she let out a long breath.
"Speak directly!"
The physician said cautiously.
"Furthermore, the patient's kidney essence has been destroyed, and he may find it difficult to perform in the future."
This was the final and only punishment specified by Qian Renxue. She did not need a stepfather, so just in case, it was better to simply cripple him!
Hearing that it was only this, Bibi Dong felt nothing.
Bibi Dong did not care much about this; her past experiences had left her with psychological trauma regarding such matters. Moreover, although she was reluctant to admit it, she already had a daughter nearing thirty, and she had no particularly strong desire to bear more offspring.
Bibi Dong spoke up.
"Is that all?"
The physician replied.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Bibi Dong nodded. Although the situation was not ideal, at least his life had been saved, leaving her with some hope for the future. She entered the medical room and watched the man who had been wrapped into a mysterious mummy, Yu Xiaogang, for a long while. Before leaving, she ordered the physician to spare no cost in providing full treatment, only then turning to depart with lingering reluctance.
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