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Even though she was only a young, immature version of herself, he recognized her at a glance.

There was no denying that this girl had been a beauty since childhood, and she would become even more breathtaking when she grew up.

Yet Yu Xiaoheng's heart remained utterly unmoved.

The Douluo Continent was never short of beautiful women.

But someone like Bibi Dong was one of a kind.

A pure love-struck fool.

For Yu Xiaogang, she had first ruined herself, then destroyed Spirit Hall, and in the end, she had not even spared her own biological daughter.

Calling that kind of behavior utterly deranged would not be an exaggeration.

But...

So what?

If she had value, then never mind a love-struck fool—even if she were hideous, he would still approach her!

A thought surfaced in Yu Xiaoheng's mind.

After all, he and Yu Xiaogang were twin brothers, and they looked seventy or eighty percent alike.

Moreover, because he had trained his body year-round, he was taller than Yu Xiaogang, and his features were sharper and more handsome.

If Yu Xiaogang could do it, why couldn't I?

He did not feel the slightest romantic interest in the girl before him.

But Bibi Dong herself represented enormous benefits!

Yu Xiaoheng's gaze deepened.

He knew very well how much of Yu Xiaogang's future so-called Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul theory had been plagiarized from Spirit Hall's archives.

In terms of foundations, even ten Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clans could not compare to one Spirit Hall.

The resources controlled by Spirit Hall, especially its records concerning Immortal Herbs, were by no means limited to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

If his Martial Soul truly was, as he suspected, that Luo San Pao who could only fart...

His innate starting point was far too low.

A single Dragon Blood Ginseng was nowhere near enough.

What he needed to do was gradually evolve his Martial Soul toward a true Golden Holy Dragon!

That required an immense amount of resources, along with countless light-attribute and dragon-attribute soul rings and soul bones.

The only place that could provide clues to all of this was Spirit Hall's archive.

He had to win Bibi Dong over!

Yu Xiaoheng sighed inwardly.

If she can help me perfectly evolve my Martial Soul into a Golden Holy Dragon, then even if I have to marry Bibi Dong, date her, and sleep with her, I'm willing!

It was nothing more than sacrificing a little personal happiness!

Just a few hardships, that was all!

As for how he had recognized her...

Yu Xiaoheng had not suddenly decided to make use of Bibi Dong.

He had long ago ordered someone to draw a portrait of Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden and memorized it thoroughly.

He just had not expected the opportunity to come crashing into him on its own.

Just as Yu Xiaoheng's thoughts raced, the girl crouching on the ground finally noticed his presence.

Bibi Dong abruptly raised her head.

Her purple eyes shimmered with tears, her rims red, filled with fear and unease.

She stood there blankly, like a little deer lost in the forest.

She had secretly run away from her teacher, Qian Xunji.

But after escaping, she was lost.

The world was so vast, yet she had no idea where to go.

The back mountain of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was an utterly unfamiliar world to her.

The rustling of wind through the bamboo grove sounded like the whispers of monsters.

The swaying weeds beneath her feet looked like tentacles trying to wrap around her ankles.

Ever since she had been brought to Spirit Hall, her world had held nothing but cultivation.

This real, vibrant wilderness made her tremble from the depths of her bones.

Yu Xiaoheng froze for a moment as well.

He had prepared a whole set of lines to approach this future Pope.

But when he saw the girl before him, on the verge of tears and helplessly alone...

He felt somewhat... at a loss.

He slowly walked toward her.

Bibi Dong saw him.

He was a boy more handsome than any peer she had seen in Spirit Hall, with clear, bright features and a tall, straight figure.

His height in particular gave her an inexplicable sense of safety.

Yet even so, her wariness made her instinctively take a step back.

Yu Xiaoheng did not stop.

He took two steps forward and, before Bibi Dong could react, grabbed her slightly cool little hand.

Her wrist was slender and trembling faintly.

Bibi Dong's entire body stiffened, her purple pupils filled with terror.

"Y-you... who are you? What are you doing?"

Her voice carried a sobbing tremor, though she tried to sound fierce.

"Don't do anything reckless. I'm a soul master!"

Before her words had even faded, a surge of Soul Power burst from within her.

A bright yellow ring suddenly rose beneath her feet!

A hundred-year soul ring!

Yu Xiaoheng had investigated Bibi Dong, so he naturally knew she was a year older than himself and Yu Xiaogang.

This girl had only awakened her Martial Soul last year. In merely a year, she had already become a soul master in the teens!

Bibi Dong had remarkable talent.

A thought flashed through Yu Xiaoheng's mind.

But...

The glow of the hundred-year soul ring illuminated her little face, streaked with tears and fear, making the sight especially absurd.

What future Pope of Spirit Hall was this?

She was clearly just a... frightened little kitten puffing up her fur to protect herself.

Yu Xiaoheng sighed helplessly.

What was the point of all those schemes?

Faced with such a pitiful girl, he could not bring himself to say any of the lines he had prepared.

He released her wrist and instead raised his hand, gently placing it atop her head.

Bibi Dong's body stiffened again.

But the attack she had expected never came. All she felt was a gentle caress on her head.

Once, then again.

It carried a soothing warmth.

Yu Xiaoheng slipped his other hand into his pocket, felt around, and pulled something out.

It was a Candy wrapped in cellophane, glittering with brilliant colors and refracting strange luster beneath the moonlight.

It was a new product he had recently developed and had not yet begun selling.

He unwrapped it, and a rich fruity fragrance mixed with the scent of milk instantly spread through the cool air.

Yu Xiaoheng brought the crystal-clear Candy to Bibi Dong's lips.

"Eat it."

His voice was very soft.

"When you're unhappy, eating something sweet will make you feel better."

Bibi Dong stared fixedly at the Candy.

She wanted to refuse.

Her teacher had taught her not to eat things given by strangers.

But...

Its colors were simply too beautiful, like a rainbow after rain.

And that sweet scent forcefully slipped into her nose, making her swallow involuntarily.

At Spirit Hall, all she had to eat were the simplest wheat cakes and water.

She had never seen or smelled anything like this.

After hesitating for a long time, she ultimately could not resist that sweet temptation. She parted her lips slightly and took the Candy into her mouth.

An indescribably sweet flavor instantly exploded across her taste buds!

Bibi Dong's eyes flew open.

The fear and unease in those purple eyes receded like a tide, replaced by a radiance she had never possessed before.

So sweet...

This was a flavor of happiness she had never experienced.

She instinctively withdrew her soul ring, and her tense body relaxed as well.

She looked up at the boy who had given her Candy. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum, yet carried a trace of sincere politeness.

"Thank you... big brother."