In Douluo Continent, I am the mastermind behind the scenes.

It's hard to imagine how bad a person can become if they abandon the most basic principles of morality and shame.

Huo Yuhao wasn't in a hurry to defeat Nan Qiuqiu. Instead, he kept circling around the Soul Fighting Stage, his two daggers occasionally slicing across Nan Qiuqiu's dress, exposing her graceful figure to tens of thousands of spectators.

Is this something you can watch without paying?

Seeing that the scratches on her dress were increasing and could no longer conceal the boundless beauty below, Huo Yuhao spoke up, "Miss Qiuqiu, admit defeat and join our Tang Clan... no, serve the Tang Clan for two years. After two years, whether you stay or leave, I will not stop you. I, Huo Yuhao, guarantee it with my integrity!"

"The Tang Sect has always been inclusive and generous to talented disciples. We will definitely provide you with the most generous treatment. You can eat the pills that cleanse your marrow and refine your essence like candy. We will not force you to take dangerous missions. Most of the routine missions each month involve participating in the production of soul tools and ink weapons."

As he spoke, Huo Yuhao took out a light pink women's cloak from his storage ring and very gentlemanly draped it over Nan Qiuqiu's shoulders.

Huo Yuhao was absolutely confident.

Although the imitation of the Mo Wu was somewhat unsatisfactory, through the continuous efforts of the Tang Clan trio, they finally managed to replicate the lowest-level Mo Wu—the Yuanrong Precision Crossbow.

Although body-forging methods are now commonplace, with every major Soul Master family possessing one, this equipment, which doesn't rely on Soul Power for propulsion, is clearly outdated. However... despite being commonplace, these body-forging methods haven't become widespread in over two hundred years. They remain firmly controlled by the upper nobility, and the lowest-ranking soldiers are mostly Soul Masters of humble origins. Therefore, this ultimate version of the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow—the Yuanrong Precision Crossbow—still has a considerable market!

By selling Yuanrong crossbows, the Tang Clan amassed considerable wealth, making it no problem to support dozens of talented soul masters.

Waaaaaah...

Unsurprisingly, Nan Qiuqiu burst into tears in front of tens of thousands of viewers, looking utterly aggrieved. It seemed she was powerless to resist Huo Yuhao's trampling of her dignity, and could only vent her emotions through crying, or perhaps her image as a genius soul master girl had been shattered.

"Huo! Yu! Hao!"

"If my Crimson Dragon Roar legacy were still intact, how dare you, Huo Yuhao, swagger around here?"

Nan Qiuqiu gritted her teeth. Seeing that she was no match for Huo Yuhao, she started reminiscing about her past glory.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but laugh out loud. "The Crimson Dragon Roar Inheritance? Hehe, I say, Miss Qiuqiu, a hero doesn't dwell on past glories. Even the most powerful inheritance becomes a thing of the past. If you keep immersing yourself in the past, it will be difficult for you to make any progress in your cultivation in the future."

"A million-year spirit ring! You, Huo Yuhao, don't have a million-year spirit ring, so what are you? What right do you have to lecture me here, hahahahaha..."

As she spoke, Nan Qiuqiu seemed to go mad, tearing off the ribbon that tied her hair and wildly shaking her hair, her pair of light pink dragon claws waving incessantly in mid-air.

"The villains are in power! The villains are in power! Lord Zhu Ningyun, I beg you... I beg you to descend upon Douluo Continent once more! Qiuqiu is willing to exchange her loyalty for three lifetimes and countless lifetimes for a share of this legacy..."

Upon hearing the name "Zhu Ningyun," Huo Yuhao frowned, grabbed Nan Qiuqiu by the collar, and roared, "Zhu Ningyun is dead! She was killed by a deity from the God Realm! A dead person won't come back to life no matter how much you pray! Are you going against the world for a dead person?!"

Nan Qiuqiu said coldly, "The inheritance I inherited has passed away, but what cannot be changed is my loyalty to Lord Zhu Ningyun."

"I hate it, I hate that I am so weak and unworthy to serve Lady Zhu Ningyun, to fight against the gods with her, and to follow her to the Yellow Springs."

"My god Ningyun, your servant Nan Qiuqiu, is devoted to you... with all her heart!"

"That's enough!"

Just then, a beautiful woman walked over from the direction of the Earth Dragon Gate's rest room, cupped her hands in a gesture of respect towards the referee, and said, "Referee, our Earth Dragon Gate... concedes!"

The moment the energy shield around the Soul Arena disappeared, the beautiful woman rushed forward, grabbed Nan Qiuqiu in her arms, glared at Huo Yuhao, and walked off the Soul Arena with her daughter in her arms.

The Tang Clan won their first battle.

But Huo Yuhao couldn't be happy.

He couldn't understand why a woman with such childish fashion sense would still have such a fanatical follower as Nan Qiuqiu, even though she was already dead.

Is the Tang Clan really that bad? They can't even compare to a woman who's already dead?

Huo Yuhao followed Chen Yu and his group in a daze, letting Gu Yuhan pull him into the lounge.

The moment Tang Ya stepped into the lounge, she swung her arms and said indignantly, "That Nan Qiuqiu is so ungrateful! Xiao Yuhao offered such generous terms, yet she still insists on remaining chaste for Zhu Ningyun. Humph, what's the use of remaining chaste? She doesn't know how to adapt to the times. No wonder their Dilongmen is unknown!"

"Tang Ya, do you even have the right to say such things?"

At this moment, Xu Fengxian, who was usually taciturn, broke out.

"Lady Ningyun perfected the Soul Master system for us and brought many unprecedented concepts. Without her... perhaps I, Xu Fengxian, would never have had the chance to learn swordsmanship, possess the ability to protect myself, and would still be foolishly relying on others for protection!"

"For this reason alone, Lady Zhu Ningyun is a goddess in my heart. Even though I am now in the Tang Clan, she remains a goddess in my heart, and that will not change with the passage of time!"

"I gave up my beliefs for the sake of making a living, but I will never look down on those Soul Masters who still uphold their beliefs!"

"Tang Ya, I won't allow you to slander Nan Qiuqiu there. In terms of character, you are far inferior to her!"

"You..." Tang Ya stamped her foot, glaring at Xu Fengxian through gritted teeth, and said angrily, "Xu Fengxian, you eat Tang Clan's food, wear clothes made by Tang Clan, and sit on the sofa in Tang Clan's private lounge, yet you're here speaking up for outsiders? You... you're just being a busybody!"

"The benefits I've provided to the Tang Sect through the pills I've refined far exceed these, don't they?" Xu Fengxian roared. "During the Tang Sect's most desolate period, who was it that worked day and night refining pills, keeping the inferior ones and sending the superior ones to the Star Luo Empire's front lines to enhance the Tang Sect's reputation? Tell me, tell me!"

"Everything I have in the Tang Sect is what I deserve. I have never wronged the Tang Sect... Tang Ya, how come I never saw through you before? You are a petty person who only holds grudges and never remembers kindness. I have done so much for the Tang Sect, and you still have the nerve to say that I eat from the bowl and then curse the cook?" (End of this chapter)