First Meeting with Bibi Dong

"You're pretty lucky, kid. His Holiness the Pope actually agreed to take you as his student."

On the way, Yue Guan still found time to tease Gu Han.

"Senior Yue Guan, please don't tease me anymore. Honestly, I don't even know how to describe how I feel right now."

Gu Han let out a bitter laugh. To be honest, Qian Xunji taking him as a student had never been part of his plans. It was something he had never expected at all.

When Qian Xunji had suddenly proposed it, he had been utterly shocked.

By rights, he had merely provided information about the effects of Whale Rubber. Its value was nowhere near enough to meet the standards for a Title Douluo, or even the Pope himself, to personally take him as a disciple.

"You little brat, you got the benefit and are still pretending to be dissatisfied. His Holiness the Pope took you as his disciple. Shouldn't you be happy? Why are you making a bitter face?"

"Uh, Senior Yue Guan, of course I'm happy that His Holiness the Pope accepted me as his disciple. I'm just overwhelmed by the favor."

"Overwhelmed by the favor? That makes sense. After all, His Holiness the Pope has only taken Xiao Dongdong as a student."

Yue Guan understood. In the end, this kid was only a boy in his teens. Even if he had been personally accepted as a disciple by His Holiness the Pope, no matter how mature he was, he would still reveal the shortcomings that came from lacking experience.

"Xiao Dongdong..."

Gu Han was speechless inwardly, the corner of his mouth twitching. Was he talking about Bibi Dong?

Thinking of the domineering queen Bibi Dong would become in the future, then recalling the way Yue Guan had just addressed her, Gu Han immediately shook his head, banishing that sense of dissonance from his mind.

Bibi Dong was only nine years old now. There was nothing strange about a Soul Douluo like Yue Guan calling her Xiao Dongdong. He only hoped Yue Guan would still have the courage to call her that in the future.

Yue Guan brought Gu Han all the way into the Martial Soul Academy and arranged a single room for him.

This was not special treatment. Everyone who could enter the Martial Soul Academy was among the most outstanding geniuses on the entire continent, and each person had an individual dormitory.

This allowed everyone to have their own private space.

"All right, kid. Get some good rest here for a day. I'm leaving."

After making the arrangements, Yue Guan was somewhat tired. Besides, he still had a garden to tend. What if his beloved flowers and plants withered during the few days he was away?

"All right. Senior Yue Guan, thank you for taking care of me along the way."

"I'm off, I'm off. Don't bother with all that unnecessary stuff. It's tiring."

Yue Guan waved his hand and left without looking back.

After seeing Yue Guan off, Gu Han closed the door to his dormitory.

The dormitory was only around sixty or seventy square meters. The room had an overall European style, but it also carried a touch of traditional Chinese simplicity. This seemingly mismatched combination somehow had no sense of dissonance at all.

After entering the foyer, the kitchen was on the right, while the bathroom and toilet were combined on the left.

The room was more than enough for one person, with plenty of space to spare.

Because it was a dormitory, there was no living room. The southern side of the room was a balcony. Pulling open the floor-to-ceiling curtains provided the room with ample sunlight.

The room was fully furnished. Gu Han only needed to go out and buy some towels and other toiletries.

After traveling for so long, Gu Han was also somewhat tired, so he simply lay down on the bed and rested for the night.

The next morning, someone knocked on Gu Han's dormitory door.

"Little Gu, are you in there?"

It was Yue Guan's voice. Gu Han hurriedly turned over and got out of bed. After answering, he straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes and opened the door.

Sure enough, Yue Guan was leaning against a pillar in the corridor outside.

"Good morning, Senior Yue Guan."

"No time for greetings. Wash your face, change your clothes, and come with me to meet your Teacher."

Yue Guan looked Gu Han over before speaking. At the same time, he took a Uniform exclusive to the Martial Soul Academy from his Soul Tool.

"This is your school uniform. If you don't have any clothes, put this on for now."

"Thank you, Senior Yue Guan. Please wait a moment."

Gu Han nodded, took the clothes, and returned to his room. He washed his face, combed his hair, and changed into the clothes.

Since he was a sword cultivator, Gu Han naturally carried a sharp air about him. After putting on a proper outfit, he seemed like a completely different person, looking striking and heroic.

"Not bad. They say clothes make the man and the saddle makes the horse. With this outfit, I wonder how many girls with budding hearts you'll captivate."

Yue Guan cast a coquettish glance at Gu Han and blinked.

Gu Han immediately got goosebumps and said with a bitter smile, "Senior Yue Guan, please stop teasing me. Let's set off quickly. We can't keep Teacher waiting, can we?"

"That's true. Let's go."

Yue Guan nodded and, not daring to delay, promptly led Gu Han to the Back Garden of the Papal Palace.

The scenery there was pleasant, and many plants that Gu Han did not recognize had been planted throughout it.

There was a Pavilion in the garden. Qian Xunji was sitting inside it, drinking Tea. Beside him was a delicate little girl.

The little girl had long Wine Red hair and delicate features, with a hint of baby fat on her face. She looked extremely adorable, and she was staring at Gu Han with the same curious gaze.

"I greet the Pope."

"Greetings, Teacher."

Gu Han understood perfectly well how to seize an opportunity. He called him Teacher without the slightest hint of embarrassment. There was no helping it—for someone like him, with no sect or faction behind him, he truly wanted to improve.

Before he grew strong, having a powerful Teacher protect him was necessary.

"Mm, rise." Qian Xunji nodded, then looked at Yue Guan and said, "Yue Guan, go and rest."

"Thank you, Teacher."

"Thank you, Your Holiness. This subordinate will take his leave." Yue Guan acknowledged him and turned to leave.

Only after Yue Guan had gone did Qian Xunji point at Bibi Dong and speak.

"Xiao Han, this is the Senior Sister I told you about yesterday, Bibi Dong."

"Dong Er, this is the new student I accepted, Gu Han."

"Senior Sister, nice to meet you. My name is Gu Han."

Seeing Bibi Dong staring at him curiously for quite some time, Gu Han took the initiative to greet her after Qian Xunji introduced them.

"Mm, hello, Junior Brother. You can call me Sister Dong from now on. If anyone dares bully you, tell me. I'll protect you."

Bibi Dong looked a little arrogantly adorable. Hugging her lotus-white arms, she walked over to Gu Han like a little gang leader, reached out her small hand, stood on tiptoe, and patted Gu Han on the shoulder.

"Bibi Dong was pretty cute as a child." Gu Han thought this inwardly, while outwardly he smiled and said, "Then I'll be counting on you from now on, Senior Sister."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Bibi Dong waved her hand generously, looking as if she were saying that no further words were necessary.

"Xiao Han, Dong Er."

"Teacher."

After hearing Qian Xunji speak, the two immediately stood up straight respectfully and faced him.

Although Bibi Dong was already a Two-Ring Great Soul Master, she was still young, and she was only a little over 150 centimeters tall.

Gu Han, meanwhile, was already 175 centimeters tall. Standing together, the two made Bibi Dong look even more petite and adorable.

"From now on, the two of you will study and cultivate together. Dong Er, you're not allowed to lead Xiao Han into mischief, understand?"

After saying this, Qian Xunji gave Bibi Dong a stern look. He had accepted Gu Han as his disciple precisely so that Gu Han could influence Bibi Dong and help her settle down to study and cultivate properly.

He could not let things turn around and have Bibi Dong lead Gu Han astray instead.

"Oh~"

Bibi Dong lowered her head, puffed out her cheeks, and gave a sullen reply.