Teacher, You Don't Understand Xiao Gang

The next day, at noon.

Spirit Hall was packed with people, all of them here to witness the coronation ceremony of the new Pope.

Warm sunlight bathed all of Spirit Hall as Qian Xunfeng stood before the palace.

Before the elders and the Platinum Bishop, whose eyes burned with fervor, he solemnly accepted the Pope's Scepter handed to him by Qian Daoliu, the symbol of the Pope.

Holding the Pope's Scepter, Qian Xunfeng slowly stepped before the crowd. His expression was composed, while the six black and three red Soul Rings surrounding him left everyone speechless in awe.

"Long live His Holiness the Pope!"

As the first cry rang out, the people around them snapped awake from the terrifying Soul Ring configuration and fervently shouted at Qian Xunfeng above.

"Long live His Holiness the Pope! Long live! Long live!"

Their hearts were filled with loyalty to Spirit Hall.

Listening to the cheers of the Soul Masters below, Qian Xunfeng felt boundless delight rise within him. Only after coming back to himself did he realize that he now stood at the very pinnacle of power on this continent.

By evening, Spirit City was still brilliantly lit, clearly still immersed in awe of the new Pope's power.

At this moment, within the Pope's Palace of Spirit Hall, Qian Xunfeng looked coldly at Bibi Dong, who was arguing with him.

"Teacher, you simply don't understand Xiao Gang! You can't see how outstanding he is at all."

Bibi Dong was only eighteen at the time. Tall and slender, she wore a pink short skirt, and her crimson eyes paired with her orange hair gave her a lively appearance.

Though she did not know why her teacher looked so cold today, that did not stop her from wanting to marry Xiao Gang.

"You mean the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul, which he compiled and published after stealing knowledge from our Spirit Hall?"

Though Qian Xunfeng had long prepared himself mentally, he was still angered into laughter. This was the first time in his life he had seen someone so brain-dead.

A Douluo Continent specialty: love-brained idiots whose intelligence instantly plummeted below zero when they encountered love.

"Teacher, that was Xiao Gang's wisdom."

Bibi Dong angrily defended that useless Yu Xiao Gang, and Qian Xunfeng finally understood. Bibi Dong was perfectly suited to be a dog—she truly protected her master.

"Teacher, no matter how you slander Xiao Gang, I will definitely be with him."

Bibi Dong, whose brain had clearly malfunctioned, ignored Qian Xunfeng's increasingly ugly expression and spoke with determination.

Damn it!

Seeing Bibi Dong's punchable face, Qian Xunfeng could only call her an idiot. He could not even be bothered to say anything more. As the Saintess of Spirit Hall, nearly every one of Bibi Dong's Soul Rings had been painstakingly selected at great cost.

Yet before she had even contributed anything to Spirit Hall, she wanted to marry that so-called Yu Xiao Gang. Qian Xunfeng had never seen anyone so disgusting.

Guys, who understands this?

The most fucked-up part was that the elders of Spirit Hall and even his father had once thought Bibi Dong was a well-behaved, obedient good child.

Now, Qian Xunfeng only wanted to say, I have an eight a.m. class.

They had raised her for more than ten years, yet Yu Xiao Gang had brainwashed her in just two.

Don't get angry. In any case, I absolutely can't take a loss.

At this thought, a cold glint flashed through Qian Xunfeng's eyes. He still needed to properly discipline Bibi Dong. If the discipline failed, he would kill her on the spot. Spirit Hall never did unprofitable business.

"You came to Spirit Hall at the age of six. It has already been twelve years. I never expected those twelve years to matter less than two years spent with a useless piece of trash."

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Xunfeng in confusion, unable to understand why her teacher was saying this now.

Was he trying to keep her?

She had already made up her mind about Yu Xiao Gang. She was only marrying him, and she had promised that she would not betray Spirit Hall. Why did her teacher have to obstruct her love?

In her eyes, even her teacher could not stop her.

"Teacher, there is no need to persuade me. I will marry Xiao Gang. Even as my teacher, you cannot stop me."

"Heh heh."

Qian Xunfeng's gaze gradually turned sinister, yet he was calculating how to deal with Bibi Dong in the most cost-effective way to benefit Spirit Hall.

"Fine! Then I'll grant your wish!"

After saying that, Qian Xunfeng suddenly struck out with his palm, sending Bibi Dong flying several meters away. She spat out blood two meters away.

"Teacher, you hit me?"

Feeling the burning pain on her face, Bibi Dong stared at the seated Qian Xunfeng in disbelief and questioned him.

"Don't call me teacher. I raised you for twelve years, and in the end, you turned out to be nothing but an ungrateful wretch."

Qian Xunfeng took a sip of tea and continued, "Your Martial Soul and Soul Rings were all obtained by our Spirit Hall. Since you wish to leave, I will not stop you. Just now, I already crippled your Martial Soul and cultivation."

"From now on, you have nothing to do with Spirit Hall. Get out!"

Hearing Qian Xunfeng's icy words, Bibi Dong only felt that the teacher before her had become a complete stranger. Feeling that her Martial Soul had been crippled, she used all her strength to shout angrily at Qian Xunfeng.

"Teacher, how can you be so selfish! I am independent, not something you can control however you please."

"Slap!"

Before Bibi Dong could finish speaking, Qian Xunfeng slapped her. The force of the blow sent her rolling across the ground several times before she barely stopped. Half her face had swollen up like a pig's head.

Seeing this, Qian Xunfeng rubbed his hand. He had to admit, the feeling was pretty good. One slap had greatly improved his mood.

Then, looking at Bibi Dong lying on the ground like a dead dog, he said coldly, "Defying the Pope—someone, take back her identity token and throw her out of the palace!"

"Oh, and that useless Yu Xiao Gang as well. Throw him straight out of Spirit City. I will draft an edict stripping Bibi Dong of her position as Saintess."

Only after Bibi Dong had been thrown out of Spirit Hall did Qian Xunfeng say to the surroundings, "Old man, and all you elders, if you've watched enough, come out."

"Alas, I never expected Bibi Dong to be so heartless."

Qian Daoliu and the others walked out from the room, clearly feeling miserable. She had seemed like such a good child—how had she become such an ungrateful wretch?

"Feng'er, you..."

"I'm fine, Father."

Before expelling Bibi Dong, Qian Xunfeng had used five percent of his Order authority to reduce her desire to zero after seeing Bibi Dong, while causing everyone within one meter of her to temporarily lose their unlocking ability. The longer they stayed, the worse their unlocking ability became. Moreover, the seal he had placed on Bibi Dong could absolutely not be broken by anyone below a Peerless Douluo.

Yu Xiao Gang had always been psychologically fragile and desperately needed to prove himself. If he later discovered that he could no longer perform, how would he treat Bibi Dong? Qian Xunfeng could not guess, but it certainly would not lead to anything good.

"Big Brother, should I take care of Bibi Dong and that useless trash directly—"

Qian Xunji was Qian Xunfeng's most loyal admirer. His elder brother, whom he revered, had actually been deemed inferior to a useless trash who could only spout nonsense.

His brother could endure it, but he could not.

"No need."

Qian Xunfeng put away his sorrowful expression and said to Golden Crocodile Douluo, "Uncle Golden Crocodile, lead a team of Spirit Saints and come with me to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"Yu Yuanzhen's son abducted the Saintess we spent so many years raising. We can't just give her away for free."

More than twenty years ago, the old dragon of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had been beaten to death by Golden Crocodile Douluo. If Yu Yuanzhen had not taken over, the clan would likely have long been replaced by the Lower Four Sects.

"Fine. This is a good chance to see whether Yu Yuanzhen, that little dragon, is as unable to take a beating as his father was."

Golden Crocodile Douluo clenched his fists, clearly in a poor mood. As a Level 98 Super Douluo, it had been a long time since he had been this angered.

"Good."

A smile flashed through Qian Xunfeng's eyes. At present, Yu Yuanzhen was only Level 93, just right for him to practice on.

"Big Brother, I want to go too. I just broke through to Level 89, so this is a good chance to test Yu Luomian of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"You? Say, Little Jiji, isn't Ling Yuan pregnant? Shouldn't you stay here and take care of her?"

Under Qian Xunfeng's influence, Qian Xunji had married Ling Yuan, whose Martial Soul was the Blazing Spirit Kite. Qian Renxue would appear a year earlier than in the original work.

"Then... all right."