[The Sky Screen focused.]
[Little Bibi Dong was bent over her desk, writing diligently.]
[Her stunning face lacked the coldness and majesty she would possess in the future.]
[The handwriting on the letter was delicate, every stroke carrying earnestness.]
[Dear Little Tian Brother,]
[During our hurried parting last time, you mentioned that Giant of Light from the Aimu 78 Nebula—Tiga.]
[How exactly did he defeat darkness? I was very curious.]
[If it is convenient, could you write back and tell me a little?]
[Recently, there has been so much cultivation coursework that I have been rather troubled. Only by thinking of the stories you told can I find peace of mind...]
[Bibi Dong carefully sent out the letter.]
[However, the letter was intercepted the moment it was sent.]
[Pope Palace, Qian Xunji's study.]
[Qian Xunji looked at the contents of the letter, his brows tightly furrowed and his eyes filled with contempt.]
[A Giant of Light? Tiga? What kind of nonsense is that!]
[If there is light, only the Angel God can bring it!]
[Utter nonsense!]
[Qian Xunji snorted coldly as divine Angel Fire ignited in his palm.]
[Whoosh—!]
[The letter instantly turned to ash, leaving behind not even a trace.]
[Dong'er was the most talented Saintess Spirit Hall had seen in centuries, the future Pope!]
[How could she waste her thoughts on childish romance and absurd stories?]
[Qian Xunji clasped his hands behind his back and looked toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.]
[A scornful sneer curved his lips.]
["That brat named Yu Xiaotian? Hmph, he is nothing but trash with a mutated martial soul."]
["I heard he is a pig that can only fart?"]
["Does someone like him deserve my disciple's concern?"]
Black World
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Back Mountain Library.
"Heh... hehehe!"
A spine-chilling cackle shattered the library's silence.
Yu Xiaogang clutched a feather duster in his hand.
As he watched the letter turn to ash on the Sky Screen,
he laughed so hard that he bent backward and forward, tears nearly spilling from his eyes.
"Good burn! Burn it well, Qian Xunji!"
"So the Yu Xiaotian of that world never received the letter! Bibi Dong never contacted him at all!"
"Hahahaha! What Giant of Light, what Tiga—didn't it all end in nothing?"
It was an extremely twisted sort of schadenfreude.
Even though he was incapable, even though he was trash,
seeing that perfect Yu Xiaotian suffer a setback
filled Yu Xiaogang with incomparable satisfaction and delight!
Even though he had no idea what an "Ultraman" was,
he knew that Yu Xiaotian had not won this round!
Shrek Academy.
Ning Rongrong's little face flushed bright red with anger as she stomped her foot fiercely.
"How could this Qian Xunji be like that?!"
"It is bad enough that he read someone else's letter, but he even burned it!"
"He is simply... simply an old fossil!"
Flender pushed up his glasses beside her, his expression strange.
"Rongrong, isn't Ultraman the important part here?"
"This Yu Xiaotian is pretty good at making up stories to flirt with girls..."
Flender thought.
If he could transform into light and save Douluo Continent,
what a wonderful thing that would be!
Ma Hongjun looked envious. "If I had that kind of eloquence, I would have had no shortage of girlfriends long ago."
Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong watched that scene, the fingers gripping her scepter turning slightly pale.
But then, an inexplicable sense of relief unexpectedly welled up in her heart.
"It is just as well that the letter was intercepted."
"If that letter had been delivered back then, perhaps I would not have met Xiaogang."
White World.
Spirit Hall.
Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had just emerged from seclusion, happened to see the scene on the Sky Screen.
He turned his head.
Looking at Qian Xunji's stiff expression beside him, he teased, "With Great Supporter Qian Daoliu absent, I will just say it outright."
"Xunji, I never thought you had such leisure back then?"
"Opening a little girl's letter?"
Qian Xunji was completely dumbfounded.
Wasn't this old business from more than a decade ago?
After Yu Xiaotian later revealed his peerless talent,
he had long treated Yu Xiaotian like a prized son-in-law. How would he dare stop him anymore?
"No, Second Worship, why is this Sky Screen specifically digging up my dark history to publicly execute me?!"
Qian Xunji wanted to cry but had no tears.
Now everyone across the continent knew him as a villain.
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Back Mountain.
Bibi Dong, nestled against Yu Xiaotian's side,
had a trace of reproach flash through her beautiful eyes.
"Hmph, if not for the terrible thing Teacher did back then, I would have been exchanging love letters with you long ago, Little Tian Brother!"
"When I did not receive a reply, I was sad for so long. I thought you hated me."
Yu Xiaotian drew the beauty into his arms and smiled gently.
"Silly girl, how could I hate you?"
"Look, aren't we together now?"
As he spoke, he casually peeled a grape and fed it to Bibi Dong.
Yu Xiaogang: ...
Better keep watching the Sky Screen!
[The Sky Screen shifted.]
[White World, half a year later.]
[With his ultimate understanding of martial soul theory and the family resources poured into him,]
[Yu Xiaotian's Soul Power had now reached level 16!]
[This cultivation speed left the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan elders utterly astonished.]
[But Yu Xiaotian was not satisfied.]
[Inside the Sect Main Hall, the nearly eight-year-old boy stood with his hands behind his back.]
[Facing his father, Yu Yuanzhen, who sat high in the seat of honor, he said something startling.]
["Father, I want to make a trip to Spirit Hall."]
["Three-Eyed Demon's evolutionary path is the Golden Sacred Dragon, and it needs the guidance of ultimate light."]
["The family has abundant lightning-attribute resources, but lacks resources with the Divine Attribute."]
["Spirit Hall's Herb Garden cultivates a Holy Light Glazed Flower. I am determined to obtain it."]
["Nonsense!"]
[Before Yu Yuanzhen could speak, his second uncle Yu Luomian immediately jumped out.]
[He still remembered how Yu Xiaotian had extorted a Thunder Source Crystal from him half a year ago.]
[Now, he was trying to reclaim the dignity of an elder.]
["Xiaotian! You are far too ignorant of your own limits!"]
[Yu Luomian pointed toward the gates, sounding deeply distressed.]
["Spirit Hall and our Upper Three Sects have always maintained superficial harmony while secretly clashing. Wouldn't going there be walking into a trap?"]
["Besides, the Holy Light Glazed Flower is a top-tier light-element treasure. What will you use to trade for it?"]
["Are you going to use the family's stockpile of Whale Rubber?"]
[At the words "Whale Rubber," the surrounding elders began discussing among themselves.]
["Yes!"]
["Light-element resources are precious, but they are not impossible to gather! The use of Whale Rubber is valuable intelligence!"]
[The elders' vision was ultimately limited.]
[In their eyes, things like Whale Rubber were best used secretly by themselves.]
[Trading it away could easily leak a secret.]
Black World.
"Yu Xiaotian is being a little too short-sighted!"
"Begging for food while sitting on a mountain of gold! Does he not understand the principle of sustainable gains?"
"If we discovered the use of Whale Rubber, we would want to take that secret into our coffins. How could we possibly sell it?"
Most people still had a conservative mindset.
They believed good things should be hidden away.
[Yu Xiaotian knew that someone would discover the use of Whale Rubber sooner or later. He might as well use it quickly to exchange for precious resources.]
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