Yu Xiaogang's Shock, Comforting Bibi Dong

"Yu Xiaogang, please remember your identity. I am now the Pope of the Spirit Hall. Please call me Your His Holiness the Pope!" Bibi Dong said calmly as she looked at Yu Xiaogang.

Upon hearing Bibi Dong's words, the Grandmaster's expression stiffened, as if he hadn't expected this move to fail.

Bibi Dong did not soften at all because of the word "Dong'er"; on the contrary, her tone seemed to carry an even colder edge.

If Bibi Dong's tone was merely indifferent before, it now carried a Bibi Dong undertone, a chill that made Yu Xiaogang feel uneasy.

Bibi Dong's attitude towards him now seems a little different from what he imagined.

"Yes, Your His Holiness the Pope!" Looking at Bibi Dong, whose soul body exuded nobility and majesty, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but lower his head. He dared not look directly at Bibi Dong now.

"Your disciple is named Tang San, right?" Bibi Dong asked casually.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, do you know Tang San?" Yu Xiaogang asked.

Bibi Dong did not answer, but continued, "Tang San, son of Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, his martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, he has full innate soul power, and his second martial soul is Haotian Hammer. He studied at Notting Junior Academy from the age of six to twelve. At the age of twelve, he joined Shrek Academy, but left the school not long after. He is suspected to have joined the Haotian Sect. Now he is the captain of the Tiandou Royal Academy team. His level is above Soul King, and he is suspected to have cultivated twin martial souls at the same time."

"Yu Xiaogang, if I'm not mistaken, his Twin Martial Souls should have reached their limit. Two years ago he was only level 29, and two years later he reached Soul King. During this period, your precious disciple did some things that others didn't know about, and it was also because he cultivated Twin Martial Souls at the same time and used the energy of the Soul Ring to reach that level, right?"

"Perhaps if he adds another Soul Ring to his Second Martial Soul, he will explode like that Twin Martial Souls owner before, dying instantly. Is that why you came to me? You want to obtain the cultivation secrets of Twin Martial Souls so that your disciple can continue to cultivate his Second Martial Soul?"

Bibi Dong asked calmly.

"How... how did you know?" Upon hearing Bibi Dong's words, Yu Xiaogang's face showed a look of shock. How could she know so much about Tang San's cultivation? Was everything under her surveillance?

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang felt a chill run down his spine.

Seeing the shocked Yu Xiaogang, Bibi Dong's lips curled up slightly. She naturally didn't know these things, but someone else did. Just now, Lu Yuan had used telepathy to tell Bibi Dong about Tang San's situation and some of his own guesses, which is why Bibi Dong knew so much.

Lu Yuan did this for another reason: to verify his guess. As it turned out, Lu Yuan's guess was correct. Tang San did indeed cultivate Twin Martial Souls at the same time, which explained why his level soared so quickly.

To advance more than twenty levels in two years—not to mention Lu Yuan, even Evil Soul Master couldn't do that, because it's too outrageous.

Even with Lu Yuan's talent, the sacrifice of the Titan Giant Ape, the power of the three Immortal Herbs, and participation in the Angel Trials, he only increased his level by thirteen in the past two years. Leveling up is not so easy.

It's foreseeable that even if Tang San cultivates Twin Martial Souls simultaneously, he wouldn't be able to reach the Soul King in two years, unless he has some other secrets.

Moreover, with such rapid improvement, can the Soul Power be stabilized and solidified?

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan couldn't help but sneer. Sacrificing the infinite potential of his Twin Martial Souls in pursuit of power in a short time, and casually adding Second Soul Ring Soul Ring, was truly the act of a fool.

However, what Lu Yuan didn't know was that Tang San was now obsessed with increasing his strength. He only wanted to gain enough strength in a short time to take revenge, and he couldn't think about anything else. In order to improve his strength, Tang San was really willing to do anything.

This time, he led his team to participate in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament. Besides causing trouble for Lu Yuan in the tournament, his other goal was the three Soul Bones that would be awarded at the end. He wouldn't let go of any opportunity to improve his strength.

Of course, even if Lu Yuan knew Tang San's thoughts, he wouldn't care. As the saying goes, even if Tang San were Soul King, let alone Soul Sage, Lu Yuan could still beat him to a pulp.

Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer are not even Super Spirit, so Lu Yuan doesn't take them seriously at all. He cares more about Grandmaster. When will Bibi Dong finally kick this guy out of her heart?

This was what Lu Yuan cared about most, so he stared intently at Bibi Dong not far away.

"You don't need to know how I know. Just know that I would never tell you the secrets of Twin Martial Souls, because I would never create an enemy for myself. Only a fool would do that. So, Yu Xiaogang, go back to where you came from. The Spirit Hall does not welcome you."

Bibi Dong gripped the Golden Scepter tightly and said calmly.

"You." Yu Xiaogang was caught off guard and stood there dumbfounded, not expecting Bibi Dong to actually ask him to leave.

"What?! Temple Knight, escort him out!" Bibi Dong gave the order, and the Temple Knight outside, upon receiving the message, forcibly dragged Yu Xiaogang away, leaving only Yu Xiaogang's unwilling roar in the air.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang being dragged away, Lu Yuan quickly emerged from behind the screen. With a swift movement, a golden dragon shadow appeared, and he instantly arrived beside Bibi Dong.

At this moment, only Lu Yuan and Bibi Dong remained in the spacious hall.

With Yu Xiaogang gone, Bibi Dong, who had been pretending to be strong and indifferent, immediately revealed her true emotions. Her chest heaved, her large pink eyes filled with tears, her body swayed violently, and her jade hands gripped the scepter tightly, as if only in this way could she hold on and not fall.

At this moment, with only her and Lu Yuan present, she dropped all pretense and revealed her sadness and pain without reservation.

Seeing Bibi Dong like this, Lu Yuan sighed slightly, took two steps forward, grasped Bibi Dong's arm to help her steady herself, and at the same time, with a light wave of his sleeve, completely closed the door of the Papal Hall.

Bibi Dong's fragile state could be shown to him, but not to others, because that would damage her Pope dignity.

"Teacher!" Lu Yuan called softly, holding Bibi Dong's arm.

No sooner had Lu Yuan finished speaking Bibi Dong suddenly lunged forward and threw herself into Lu Yuan's arms. Her delicate body trembled slightly, and tears streamed down her face. At this moment, she was not the high and mighty Pope, but merely a heartbroken woman.

A woman who needs comfort, nothing more!