"You yelled at ?!" Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, which were almost laughably ineffective at hiding sothing, Bibi Dong's first reaction was not to care about Tang San's identity or anything of the sort. Instead, she looked at Yu Xiaogang in disbelief. She couldn't believe he would yell at her because of this disciple.
Looking at Bibi Dong's expression, which seed identical to how she looked decades ago, Yu Xiaogang suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity. It was as if a surge of confidence rose in his heart.
Yes, this is how he and Bibi Dong used to interact back then!
"Bibi Dong, I'm telling you: stay away from Xiaosan. Otherwise, I will hate you for the rest of my life!"
If these words had co from a domineering CEO, they might have had a touch of charm. If Yu Xiaogang were still young, it might at least not have been too cringeworthy.
But what was Yu Xiaogang's current state?
Middle-aged, unkempt beard, haggard eyes, a weak body, and faintly emitting a certain unpleasant sll.
At this mont, Bibi Dong instinctively tightened her grip on her Pope's scepter, feeling as though she'd just suffered a severe ntal attack.
"Yu Xiaogang, you're here to beg today. It's not begging you!"
Bibi Dong almost growled these words through gritted teeth, her tone sharp like a leopard on guard.
Hearing her words, Yu Xiaogang felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over him. He fell silent. The buttocks he'd just lifted off the chair had no choice but to sit back down with a soft thud.
This ti, Bibi Dong couldn't help it. She stepped back seven or eight steps, staring at Yu Xiaogang from a distance, her eyes now containing a trace of unfamiliarity.
"Dong'er, I was wrong. I-I was just too agitated. I understand that there is no possibility between us anymore, but I still want to beg you—please, for old tis' sake, help one last ti."
Looking at the retreating Bibi Dong, Yu Xiaogang's gaze carried an indescribable emotion. Finally, thinking of his crippled state, he sighed helplessly and lowered his head.
"Although Xiaosan is the son of the Clear Sky Douluo, I can guarantee that, as my disciple, he will never have any conflict with the Spirit Hall in the future."
"And what guarantee do you have?" Bibi Dong sneered coldly.
She hadn't expected that such a simple conversation would reveal such significant information. But to be honest, she didn't care much about the son of the Clear Sky Douluo—what caught her attention was his twin martial souls' talent. Still, Bibi Dong didn't think this boy could threaten her.
Twin martial souls? One of his martial souls is Blue Silver Grass, while the other is the Clear Sky Hamr. Even if he could sohow overco the conflict between twin martial souls, as she had done, the best-case scenario would be achieving the ability to attach soul rings to the second martial soul in his forties.
And now, due to the constraints of the Eighth Trial of the God Trial, she was stuck at Rank 97. Even absorbing soul rings, soul bones, and cultivating further couldn't push her level any higher. However, over the years, by actively fostering her relationship with Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong had learned what mattered most to her daughter.
And she was perfectly prepared to destroy it.
The location of the finals for the next Soul Master Tournant had been decided months ago—it would be held in Spirit City, a compromise and gesture of respect from the two empires toward the Spirit Hall's power. When the ti ca, both empires would send their crown princes to Spirit City.
As for that boy Chen Ming, the one Qian Renxue cared about the most, he would undoubtedly accompany the Heaven Dou Royal Team to Spirit City as well.
When the ti ca, she would defile her daughter's beloved right in front of her. Just as Qian Xunji had destroyed her all those years ago, she would use the sa thod to make her daughter feel pain.
To this end, she had even sought out a rare herb, one whose effects not even a Titled Douluo could resist. In Bibi Dong's mind, becoming a god was rely a matter of ti. Even if that boy Tang San was as talented as she was, by the ti he beca a Titled Douluo, she would already have ascended as the Rakshasa God.
Besides, to be blunt, Bibi Dong didn't care whether the Spirit Hall thrived or perished.
Aside from Hu Liena, whom she regarded like a daughter, she wouldn't feel the slightest bit of sorrow if the entire Spirit Hall were wiped out. She might even clap her hands in delight.
If Yu Xiaogang had humbly begged her, perhaps Bibi Dong might have agreed out of pity for his current state and their past relationship. But his attitude—valuing Tang San more than her—left her deeply displeased.
Fine, you're willing to act like this for a re disciple? Then I absolutely won't let you have your way today!
"Xiaosan is a filial child, just like my own son. I can guarantee he won't..." Yu Xiaogang tried to explain weakly, though deep down, he had no confidence.
Yu Xiaogang knew very well how Tang Hao had pressured him. As a cripple, he had no way to control Tang San.
After all, no matter what, he was just Tang San's teacher, while the Clear Sky Douluo was Tang San's father. As a crippled man, how could he possibly stop him?
"Your son? Do you think Tang San is your biological son, like you and Liu Erlong's child?"
"I—Erlong and I are innocent! Even though we loved each other and almost ended up together, we are innocent!" Yu Xiaogang jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, loudly refuting Bibi Dong.
Looking at the man who was now so different from the one she rembered, Bibi Dong sighed and suddenly lost interest. With a slight flick of her wrist, she sent a wave of soul power into Yu Xiaogang's body, rendering him unconscious.
Staring at the man she had once loved, Bibi Dong hesitated for a mont. In the end, she pulled out paper and pen and began writing sothing.
To be honest, even Bibi Dong herself couldn't clearly explain how she had overco the conflict between her twin martial souls.
First, her two martial souls were exceptionally compatible, with almost no inherent conflict. If they were possessed by two people, they could even perform a martial soul fusion technique together. This was the fundantal reason behind her success.
Second, she had received the finest training and resources from the Spirit Hall. Even though she despised Qian Xunji and hated the Spirit Hall, she couldn't deny that her training had been the best. From a young age, she had undergone rigorous training and been given countless treasures, laying a foundation far beyond that of ordinary people.
Third, before cultivating her second martial soul, she had already beco the Deathgod in the Slaughter City and received the Rakshasa God's divine trial. Her compatibility with the Rakshasa God further stabilized both martial souls.
If she were to personally guide soone with twin martial souls, Bibi Dong was confident in her ability to teach them. But if she were asked to write down a simple thod to resolve the conflict, she couldn't promise success.
At this mont, Bibi Dong recalled the key points Yu Xiaogang had once explained to her about cultivating twin martial souls. After a brief mont of silence, she wrote down her impressions on the paper and tucked it into Yu Xiaogang's chest.
PS: This book fell so hard because of the writing style. I understand why a lot of you guys no longer fully support this book as you once did.
That's sad, anyway, I added a new douluo fanfic here in called Douluo: Spiritual Sword. It's considered the best Douluo fanfic in CN. I Hope you will like it and throw so stone if possible. :)
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