Bibi Dong's Disappointment, Little Sun Qi Lin

"Bi... Bibi Dong!"

Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang looked at the first woman he had ever deeply loved, his expression complicated.

"What are you doing here?"

"Am I not allowed to be?"

Bibi Dong retorted, a flicker of disappointment passing through her eyes as she threw an unconscious figure onto the floor of Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's dormitory.

She had been here for some time already, hiding outside the door.

Only after seeing Tang San leave did she seize him.

Seeing Tang San, who had just walked out, knocked unconscious and tossed before him, panic flashed through Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's eyes.

He knew that once Tang San's identity was exposed, Bibi Dong might very well kill him.

But Tang San was his, Yu Xiaogang's, disciple—the best possible candidate to prove his theories.

How could he simply watch Tang San die?

Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang considered it for only a second before immediately making his decision.

He shouted, "Bibi Dong, what are you doing?!"

"Xiao San is my disciple. Whatever this is, take it out on me!"

Seeing this man protect Tang San, the disappointment in Bibi Dong's eyes deepened.

She pointed at Tang San, her voice gradually turning cold.

"Do you know who he is?"

When Bibi Dong asked about Tang San's identity, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat.

But the next moment, he snorted and replied.

"I don't know Xiao San's identity, nor do I intend to find out."

"Heh, hehehe!"

Bibi Dong let out two self-mocking chuckles, her gaze growing sharper.

"Since you don't know who he is, let me tell you."

"Tang San is Tang Hao's son!"

"As expected!" Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's eyes narrowed upon hearing this.

He had long guessed that Bibi Dong personally rushing from Spirit Hall to Nuoding City most likely meant she had discovered Tang Hao's whereabouts and Tang San's identity.

But Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang had still clung to a shred of hope that Bibi Dong had come for him.

Unfortunately, things so often went against one's wishes.

No, Xiao San absolutely could not die!

Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's heart tightened. If Xiao San died, who would help him fulfill the ideals in his heart?

Though he still had Qi Lin as an alternative, Xiao San had said that the First Spirit Ability of his Mutated Blue Silver Grass was actually a support-type spirit ability.

So even if Qi Lin were willing to take him as his master and help him realize his lifelong theories, what then?

He was already flawed, unable to match Xiao San's perfection.

Moreover, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang did not believe Qi Lin's second martial soul could compare to the Clear Sky Hammer.

This was the strongest weapon martial soul in the world.

"Bibi Dong, you cannot kill Tang San!"

"I don't care whose son he is, but he is the inheritor of my legacy. I will never allow you to harm him!"

"If I don't kill him, am I supposed to wait for him and Tang Hao to kill me?!" Bibi Dong suddenly became agitated and roared loudly.

Looking at Bibi Dong's beautiful yet slightly twisted face, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang let out a long sigh, his expression turning gentle.

"Dong'er, you weren't like this before. You used to be gentle and considerate, always taking my side."

"I can guarantee that Tang San will never oppose Spirit Hall in the future, as long as you spare his life."

"Alright, Dong'er?"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, her expression complicated.

"Xiaogang, you feel like a stranger to me now!"

"You clearly know... that he bears an irreconcilable hatred toward Spirit Hall."

"You clearly know that he also possesses Twin Martial Souls."

Perhaps seeing that Bibi Dong remained unmoved, a savage look flashed across Grandmaster's face.

"But I've already promised you that Xiao San will never become Spirit Hall's enemy. What more do you want?!"

"Do you really distrust me that much?"

"Bibi Dong, let me tell you, if you truly lay a hand on Xiao San today, then you and I—"

"Then we'll have nothing more to do with each other!"

This firm, forceful declaration made Bibi Dong scarcely believe her ears. She stared at Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang in disbelief, as though trying to confirm what he had said, hoping to see even the slightest trace of regret on his face.

But unfortunately, there was not the slightest hint of remorse on Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's face!

"Ha ha ha!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Yu Xiaogang, what a Yu Xiaogang you are!"

"Remember what you said today. If Tang San still dares to stand against my Spirit Hall, then it won't be a matter of you and me having nothing to do with each other. It will be me—"

"Severing all ties with you!"

As Bibi Dong looked at Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's face, the affection in her eyes faded. All of a sudden, she felt...

He really did look rather ordinary!

As her words fell, Bibi Dong's figure abruptly vanished from where she stood.

Watching Bibi Dong disappear, then looking at Tang San lying on the ground, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang finally let out a sigh of relief.

But before he could wake Tang San, another figure flashed over.

Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang: Fuck, again?

Elsewhere, Bibi Dong walked somewhat absentmindedly down a sparsely populated street. As memories of the past resurfaced in her mind, two trails of tears could not help but slip from the corners of her eyes.

Just then, a small, fair hand held out a tissue to her.

"Big sister, wipe your tears!"

Bibi Dong accepted the tissue instinctively and lowered her head slightly. Only then did she notice a little boy who appeared to be just five or six years old walking toward her.

The boy wore casual clothes. His skin was fair and delicate, and his slightly fluffy black hair framed his exquisite little face. He gave off an air of laziness and ease.

Seeing him, Bibi Dong froze.

Wasn't he...

For three people with Innate Full Soul Power to appear at the same time in a tiny Nuoding City, it naturally caught Bibi Dong's attention.

Thus, after arriving in Nuoding City, she had obtained detailed information on all three of them and learned what they looked like.

Qi Lin was one of them!

Besides killing Tang Hao and his son, Bibi Dong had also come to Nuoding City to bring Qi Lin and Xiao Wu back to Spirit Hall for training.

Though with their martial souls, they might not necessarily go very far.

After all, high Innate Soul Power did not mean one would definitely become a powerful figure in the future.

Tang Yuehua of the Clear Sky Sect was a typical example.

She had also possessed a mutated martial soul, Innate Level Nine Soul Power, and even an inborn domain.

But what had been the result?

Because of her mutated martial soul, her soul power could no longer improve.

Still, exceptions existed. What if Qi Lin and Xiao Wu truly were peerless geniuses?

Looking at Qi Lin's handsome little face, with its faintly lazy and relaxed expression, the disappointment in Bibi Dong's heart over Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang inexplicably calmed down.

She bent down and reached out to pat Qi Lin on the head.

"Little one, thank you for the tissue!"

Looking at this breathtakingly beautiful woman, Qi Lin did not connect her to Bibi Dong.

After all, how could Bibi Dong possibly appear in Nuoding City at this point in time?

But he could not stand seeing women cry, especially such a beautiful woman.

So he smiled with mature composure and comforted her, "Big sister, someone as beautiful as you should smile more."

Though his tone was mature, he looked far too young, like a little cutie. Thus, hearing those words from his mouth gave them an unexpectedly adorable feeling.

As for how Bibi Dong felt...

It was a little like seeing a Little Sun!

A little warm!

She had already forgotten how long it had been since someone outside had called her beautiful.

At that thought, when Bibi Dong looked at Qi Lin again, the corners of her lips suddenly lifted of their own accord.