Douluo Continent: I just left the dragon's lair, and they want me to marry Bibi Dong.

"A 68,000-year-old Earth Blood Demon Spider."

After leaving the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, they quickly found the Earth Blood Demon Spider in the Sunset Forest.

Its entire body is as black as charcoal, and it hides in the shadows, making it difficult to spot without careful observation.

This is also one of the ways the Earth Blood Spider hunts its prey.

At this moment, Bibi Dong and Ye Guyue concealed their auras and stood on the top of the towering tree, quietly watching the Earth Blood Demon Spider feeding below.

"Senior sister, is it really safe for me to absorb a soul beast that's nearly 7 years old?"

Bibi Dong was somewhat insecure; she had never considered absorbing a nearly 70,000-year-old soul beast for her sixth soul ring.

"Don't worry, it's only 70,000 years. You've swallowed two immortal herbs, so there's absolutely no problem."

Ye Guyue said decisively.

After confirming that the surroundings were secure, Ye Guyue emitted a strong light.

With the Holy Dragon Martial Soul possessing him, his entire body radiated a powerful dragon aura.

"Second Soul Skill, Holy Dragon's Might."

"Sixth Soul Skill, Evil-Piercing Sacred Dragon Drill."

Ye Guyue leaped into the air, the Holy Dragon of Light shining brightly under the sun, its low roar of dragon might startling the feeding Earth Blood Demon Spider.

Looking up and seeing Ye Guyue, who resembled a true dragon descending to earth, the Earth Blood Demon Spider instinctively wanted to leave, but under the pressure of its second soul skill, it was completely unable to move.

The sixth soul skill was unleashed, and the power of light gathered on his fists, which immediately began to spin in the air, forming a high-speed rotating holy dragon whirlwind.

With a gasp for breath, Ye Guyue roared down.

The attack came crashing through the air, its unstoppable force causing the Earth Blood Demon Spider to roar in fury.

It immediately spat out bright red venom at Ye Guyue.

The bright red venom was instantly vaporized upon contact with the sixth soul skill.

boom!

Ye Guyue struck the Blood Demon Spider's back with a loud boom, sending dust flying.

The Earth Blood Spider roared in pain, and blood splattered everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, the Earth Blood Spider lay motionless on the ground, its legs deeply embedded in the ground by the impact, unable to break free.

Ye Guyue leaped up again, landed on the ground, and landed steadily, her white hair fluttering in the wind.

The white robes further accentuated Ye Guyue's purity and elegance.

"Spotless like Senior Sister." Bibi Dong jumped down from the tree branch, praising her from the bottom of her heart.

"Stop being sarcastic, hurry up and finish off the enemy, then absorb the soul ring." Ye Guyue's cold voice rang out, making Bibi Dong feel very uncomfortable.

She still preferred Ye Guyue's gentle demeanor.

Of course, she still went to the Earth Blood Spider and delivered the fatal blow.

After the Earth Blood Demon Spider died, a soul ring of 69,000 years slowly floated out from its corpse, its profound light stirring Bibi Dong's heart.

"Senior sister, please help Dong'er protect the Dharma. After you've resolved this, I'll help you cool off."

Bibi Dong stuck out her tongue.

Ye Guyue paused for a moment, then said, "I don't need it."

"Stop bragging. I could feel it when you kissed your senior sister," Bibi Dong said with a wicked smile.

She immediately sat down, and the black spirit ring floated above her head as she began to absorb the ten-thousand-year-old spirit ring.

……

Meanwhile, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan.

Yu Yuanzhen carried the injured Yu Xiaogang on his back and stepped into the sect's gate.

Along the way, the sect disciples all turned their heads to look at them, their eyes filled with disdain and mockery, but no one dared to utter a sound. In their hearts, they all felt that Yu Xiaogang had completely disgraced the sect.

Yu Yuanzhen's face was ashen as he carried Yu Xiaogang all the way back to his room.

He looked at his son lying on the bed, his limbs broken and his face ashen, and sighed heavily.

No matter how useless he is, he is still his own son.

In the days that followed, Yu Xiaogang became a laughingstock within the sect.

His disciples privately called him "Waste Master," saying that he stole the theories of the Spirit Hall, deceived the Holy Maiden's feelings, and ultimately ended up with all four limbs broken.

Ultimately, it was his own fault.

Even the servants who served him ignored him and even showed him disdain.

Yu Xiaogang lay in bed all day, neither eating nor drinking, his eyes were vacant, and he was so thin that he was just skin and bones.

In just a few days, the changes were so drastic that he couldn't accept it; he should have been the genius that everyone admired.

Yu Yuanzhen saw this and was anxious, but he was helpless. He invited all the famous healing-type soul masters on the continent, but no one could heal Yu Xiaogang's limbs.

Unless you graft soul bones, which are extremely important and rare, and you want to graft four of them? Isn't that a joke?

Just when Yu Xiaogang thought he would spend the rest of his life lying in bed, a cold voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"Do you want revenge?"

Yu Xiaogang shuddered, suddenly opened his eyes, and scanned the room warily.

"Who? Who's speaking?"

The voice didn't answer, but coldly repeated, "Do you want revenge?"

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fist, his nails digging deep into his palm, and said, word by word, "I want to! I dream about it!"

"Very good." The voice finally gained some emotion. "I am the God of Farts, who governs all the laws related to farts in the world. I have searched for thousands of years and finally found you, the successor whose martial spirit is perfectly compatible with mine."

Yu Xiaogang was stunned: "God of farts?"

"That's right." The God of Farts smiled faintly. "I can help you restore your limbs and even pass on unparalleled divine skills to you, giving you absolute power. But the price is that you must castrate yourself, sever all desires, and devote yourself entirely to farts."

Yu Xiaogang was dumbfounded, muttering, "Castration? Wouldn't that make me a eunuch?"

"So what if you become a eunuch?" The God of Farts' voice was full of seduction. "Think about how Bibi Dong betrayed you, think about how Ye Guyue humiliated you, think about how the whole continent mocked you. As long as you can get revenge, what is this price?"

"Or do you, Yu Xiaogang, just want to live a muddled life? In your current situation, you still care about these things? Think about your dignity and face."

The sound kept ringing out.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes instantly turned ferocious.

He remembered Bibi Dong's cold gaze, Ye Guyue's haughty demeanor, the humiliation in the Spirit Hall's prison, and the days he was thrown outside Spirit City like a dog.

Overwhelming hatred swept away his reason.

He gritted his teeth and roared:

"I'm willing! As long as I can get revenge, I'm willing to castrate myself, or even go to hell! I'll make that bitch Bibi Dong regret it!"

I will cripple Ye Guyue and sell her to the brothel! I will spare no expense to personally destroy the Spirit Hall and make all those who look down on me pay the price!

The Fart God laughed heartily: "Yes, that's it. Come, accept my inheritance, and from now on you will be the Fart God's successor."

The next moment, a purple mist enveloped Yu Xiaogang's body.

The broken limbs began to regrow, and the shattered bones were also being reconstructed.

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang felt a power he had never experienced before.

With his limbs fully restored, Yu Xiaogang, who was initially smug, suddenly felt his important lower body parts disappearing.

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang shed tears of regret.

"It's all your fault, and I'll make you regret it."