Yu Xiaotian and Bibi Dong Are the Golden Boy and Jade Girl, Yu Xiaogang Goes Mad!

[White World, Martial Soul Hall]

[Little Bibi Dong stood frozen on the spot]

[No one had ever told her these things before...]

[Never!]

[In Martial Soul Hall, she was the lofty Saintess!]

[Even her most beloved teacher, Qian Xunji, only ever told her repeatedly]

["Dong'er, you must cultivate quickly, grow stronger quickly. You are the glory of Martial Soul Hall."]

[But no one had ever asked her if she hurt, no one had ever seen through the pain behind her brilliance.]

["Then what should I do?"]

[Bibi Dong's original proud defenses had completely crumbled]

[At this moment, having shed the mask of the Saintess, she was just a helpless little girl]

[Yu Xiaotian stopped before her, his gaze softening]

[He extended a fair hand and gently tapped Bibi Dong's brow]

[A surge of gentle, vast Golden Sacred Dragon aura flowed in]

[Instantly soothing the agitation in her meridians, dispelling that cold, sinister energy]

["Slow down. Haste makes waste."]

["Your talent is no less than the Angel Clan's, even surpassing your teacher's. You don't need to prove anything to anyone."]

["You are a unique genius in this world!"]

[Yu Xiaotian withdrew his hand and spoke a soul-piercing sentence]

["I don't want to see a Saintess twisted into a monster for the sake of power."]

["I look forward to a future where a girl of peerless grace stands shoulder to shoulder with me, overlooking this continent."]

[Whoosh—]

[A wind swept through the garden, stirring up a flurry of falling petals]

[Bibi Dong stared blankly at the youth before her]

[Her heart pounded violently—an unprecedented tremor]

[The narrow worldview instilled by Qian Xunji—"power is everything," "sacrifice for Martial Soul Hall"—]

[Was shattered in an instant!]

[For the first time, someone expected her to become a better version of herself, not the so-called Pope Bibi Dong!]

[The youth stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm]

[The maiden's red lips parted slightly, her eyes full of starlight]

Seeing this scene on the Sky Screen.

People from both worlds erupted. This was simply the existence of a Golden Boy and Jade Girl.

White World.

"Aiyo..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at the Sky Screen.

Couldn't help clutching his chest.

Not from pain, but from the sour, cloying sweetness hitting him.

He turned to Qian Xunji, his tone full of teasing:

"Look, just look!"

"What do you call this? This is vision! This is finesse!"

"Your disciple's heart's been stolen right in your own Herb Garden, and you're still sipping tea?"

"Who are you sipping tea with? That old fox Yu Yuanzhen!"

"His old man kept you distracted, and his son stole your disciple away!"

"Your whole pot got lifted and you didn't even know it!"

Qian Xunji's face had turned green, then black.

It was from rage.

Back then, he'd been chatting away with Yu Yuanzhen, feeling quite pleased.

Thinking to himself, this Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan wasn't much after all.

And what happened?

That sneaky brat Yu Xiaotian.

Right in front of him, on his own turf.

Not only had he pointed out a cultivation flaw that even the master himself had failed to see.

But he'd also casually dangled a huge carrot in front of the master's disciple!

The worst part was, Bibi Dong actually believed it!

And she actually followed through!

"Standing shoulder to shoulder, overlooking the continent..."

Qian Xunji ground his teeth:

"That kid—how old was he back then? That young and already flirting?"

"And with that much skill? Is he some kind of monster?!"

Qian Xunji felt like he'd been robbed blind.

The Saintess he'd painstakingly raised.

Stolen away just like that!

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

The entire sect was in an uproar.

The younger disciples stared at the Sky Screen.

Their faces flushed red with excitement, eyes brimming with worship.

"So cool! This is so cool!"

"A real man should be like this!"

"Not only is his strength incredible, his flirting game is textbook material!"

"A few sentences and the Saintess was completely devoted!"

"If I had even a tenth of Senior Yu Xiaotian's skill, I'd never worry about finding a girlfriend! I'd never worry about conquering the world!"

Some of the slightly older youths were so ashamed they wished they could crawl into a crack in the ground.

"Look at him—at eight years old, he's discussing life, ideals, and the future with the future empress."

"And us? At eight, we were still playing in the mud! We've lived our lives like dogs!"

Yu Yuanzhen was currently lounging with his legs crossed.

A proud smile on his face as he stroked his chin.

That smug expression was impossible to hide.

"Hmph, that old fool Qian Xunji thought he could pull rank on me back then with his Pope's airs."

"So what if he had tea? So what if they talked?"

"My son had already cleaned out his entire foundation!"

"What do you call this? This is winning without a fight!"

"In this round, my boy Xiaotian wins completely!"

Nearby, Bibi Dong watched the Sky Screen, her gaze hazy and a smile tugging at her lips.

"Looking back at that time now, it's still so shocking."

Her voice was so tender it could drip with honey.

Completely lacking the usual majesty of the empress.

"We were the same age, so why could you always think further and see farther?"

"Back then, I felt like you had come to save me!"

Yu Xiaotian felt a little embarrassed inside.

But on the surface, he was as steady as an old dog:

"After all, that's me."

Inside, though, he was gloating:

No shit! If a transmigrator isn't awesome, who is?

And Yu Xiaogang, sitting beside them, watched the two of them being all lovey-dovey.

His whole body went numb.

"Who am I? Where am I? Why am I sitting here suffering through this?"

Black World.

Shrek Academy.

Ning Rongrong's eyes were full of little stars:

"Wow! That's so romantic!"

"This is the starting point of a perfect love story!"

"Childhood sweethearts, mutual pursuit, mutual redemption!"

"It has story, it's fun, and it's this thrilling! I want a boyfriend like that too!"

Zhu Zhuqing, who had been icy cold all along, now showed deep envy in her eyes.

She glanced at Dai Mubai, and an indescribable disappointment surged within her.

"Is this the gap?"

"Faced with hardship, Dai Mubai chose to escape here, drowning himself in pleasure."

"But Yu Xiaotian always calmly carves out a path."

"He's not only strong, but he also knows how to respect and guide."

Zhu Zhuqing's resolve hardened. She knew her fate was in her own hands.

As for Oscar and Ma Hongjun, their mouths were wide enough to fit an egg.

"I've learned! I've really learned!"

"This is the highest level of picking up girls!"

"No need for flowers, no need to be a simp—just conquer them from the soul level!"

Even the usually cunning and mercenary Dean Flender

now had a complicated look in his eyes.

He thought back to his stubborn brother Yu Xiaogang.

"Sigh... though I don't want to admit it,"

"that world's Bibi Dong has clear eyes and a genuine smile."

"She didn't go mad, because someone held her back."

"Maybe Yu Xiaotian and Bibi Dong being together in that world really is a better ending."

"Yu Xiaotian is just too perfect—so perfect that people don't even have the strength to be jealous."

Martial Soul Hall.

Bibi Dong stared fixedly at the Golden Boy and Jade Girl on the Sky Screen.

That scene was too beautiful.

So beautiful it stung her eyes, so beautiful it wrenched her heart.

"If someone back then had seen through my pain,"

"would my life have turned out completely different?"

She had a strong premonition:

That version of herself in the Parallel World would definitely never fall for that world's Yu Xiaogang.

And her disciple Hu Liena, reporting on her work, didn't even dare to breathe loudly, watching her master's unreadable expression.

But inside, she was frantically muttering:

"Heavens, that Yu Xiaotian senior from the Parallel World is way too perfect!"

"Now that's a true match!"

"That world's master standing next to that Limit Douluo—they're simply made for each other!"

"And then look at that Master Yu Xiaogang—not only is his strength lacking, his emotional intelligence is utterly crushed."

"What exactly did master see in him back then?"

"Her taste in men really isn't that great."

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

The atmosphere was unbearably awkward.

Yu Xiaogang stood in the center of the hall, feeling the elders' gazes stabbing into him like needles.

One elder said:

"Bibi Dong has Twin Martial Souls, she's the Pope, and she's in a high position—maybe she's starved for love inside."

"If you go to her now, even if you just lower your head a little, even if you just play the pity card, you might win her back!"

Yu Xiaogang trembled with rage, his fists clenched so tight they cracked.

Disgrace!

An utter, absolute disgrace!