Bibi Dong was clearly the one who had betrayed him first!
Why should he, the victim, have to humble himself and beg for reconciliation?
And even sell his body?
He, Yu Xiaogang, had always been proud and unyielding. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
This was practically throwing his dignity to the ground and trampling it viciously!
Then spitting on it twice!
Where was the pride of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?!!!
Could the sect with the world's number one Beast Martial Soul now only cling to life through family connections?
He looked toward his father, Yu Yuanzhen, seated in the place of honor.
Hoping to receive even a trace of support.
Yet there was none.
Nothing at all.
Yu Yuanzhen merely gave him a cold glance.
The meaning in that gaze was obvious:
"Go. This is your only value now."
Yu Xiaogang's heart went cold.
So that was how it was.
Before the family's interests.
The so-called father-son bond, the so-called personal dignity!
They were nothing more than trash that could be discarded at any time.
For the family...
No, to keep surviving in this family himself.
He could only force himself to agree.
"Fine... I'll go."
The words were squeezed out through clenched teeth.
He viciously thought to himself:
Bibi Dong, you're getting off easy!
Don't blame me for using you!
This is what you owe me!
And I'm sorry, Er Long!
For the greater good, I can only let you down for now.
I was forced into this. You'll understand, right?
Just as Yu Xiaogang kept preparing himself mentally.
Trying to turn this humiliation into the tragic grandeur of enduring disgrace for a greater cause.
The Sky Screen lit up once more.
The image of them "standing side by side and overlooking the continent" struck his heart again.
Looking at that radiant Yu Xiaotian!
Looking at Bibi Dong, whose eyes shone like stars!
Yu Xiaogang completely broke down.
"Why?! Why is it Yu Xiaotian again?!"
He roared crazily in his heart!
His face twisted with jealousy!
"Why is every one of his appearances a glorious moment?"
"While I'm the dark, ugly clown?"
"Forced by my family to wag my tail and beg like a dog!"
At the entrance to the main hall.
"Let me in! I want to see Xiaogang!"
Liu Erlong was stopped outside, frantic as an ant on a hot pan.
She had heard the news that the family intended to force Xiaogang to seek out Bibi Dong.
How could that be allowed? Xiaogang was hers!
"The Sect Master has ordered that no one may disturb matters of importance to the sect!"
The guards remained expressionless, refusing to yield an inch.
Just then, the side door of the main hall opened.
Yu Luomian emerged with his hands clasped behind his back.
He looked at his illegitimate daughter.
There was not a trace of fatherly affection in his eyes, only severity and calculation.
"Er Long, go back. This is not a place for you to make trouble."
"But I want to see Xiaogang! I have something to tell him!"
"Father, didn't you say in your letter that you didn't oppose us seeing each other? Why have you changed your mind now?"
Liu Erlong shouted anxiously, her voice filled with fury.
In her eyes, this was the crucial moment to win Yu Xiaogang's heart.
Not a single minute could be wasted!
If Xiaogang went to Spirit City, it would all be over!
Yu Luomian snorted coldly.
"Times have changed."
"Xiaogang now bears the sect's heavy responsibility."
"What are you interfering for at a time like this? Can your little romance compare to the lives of the entire clan?"
Liu Erlong did not understand.
She truly did not understand.
Why did the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, once so proud!
One of the Upper Three Sects with the hardest backbone!
Need to trade Yu Xiaogang's dignity for that so-called possibility of peace?
That simply did not exist!
Peace was won with fists, not by having a man put on a smile!
If Bibi Dong truly cared about Xiaogang, how could she possibly have chosen to let him go back then?
She was already the Pope, holding power over the entire world. Who could stop her?
Why couldn't the family see that?
"I don't believe it! I want to hear Xiaogang say it himself!"
Liu Erlong was furious beyond measure.
Soul Power surged as she tried to force her way forward and question them.
Just then.
The main hall slowly opened.
Yu Xiaogang came out.
His head was lowered, his steps unsteady, his face ashen.
Liu Erlong's eyes lit up, and she was just about to call out:
"Xiaogang!"
Yu Xiaogang heard her voice and abruptly raised his head.
The instant he saw Liu Erlong, excitement and joy flashed through his eyes.
But in the next moment.
He remembered the condition he had just agreed to with his father.
He was to please Bibi Dong and restore their old relationship.
If he remained entangled with Er Long now and word reached Spirit Hall...
Shame, guilt, and wounded pride instantly overwhelmed him.
Yu Xiaogang seemed to have been electrocuted.
He abruptly turned his face away.
He quickened his pace and strode toward his home.
He did not spare Liu Erlong a single glance.
Liu Erlong was stunned.
Her outstretched hand froze in midair.
Her face was filled with piercing pain.
"Xiaogang... why?"
The many elders at the entrance to the main hall watched this scene.
Some gloated, while others shook their heads and sighed.
But not one of them spoke.
This was reality. This was interest.
Just then, the Sky Screen continued rearranging itself.
Liu Erlong stared blankly at the Sky Screen.
[White World] [Chrysanthemum Douluo led Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Xiaotian toward the Herb Garden] [Spirit Hall's Herb Garden was overflowing with spiritual energy] [It was practically a holy land dreamed of by Soul Masters across the continent] [At this moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan was carefully walking ahead] [Though he wore his signature effeminate smile] [His eyes remained fixed vigilantly on the old man and child behind him] [Especially Yu Xiaotian, that eight-year-old child] [To show his generosity, Qian Xunji allowed Yu Xiaotian to choose one Holy Light Glazed Flower for himself] [Outside the Herb Garden, Qian Xunji stood with his hands behind his back] [His voice carried from afar through Soul Power] ["Since it is a return gift for the Dragon Blood Pill, I naturally will not be stingy."] [Qian Xunji wore a faint smile] [Maintaining the Pope's dignity and magnanimity] [In his eyes, although a child might be clever, he was ultimately inexperienced and unable to recognize true treasures] [Yu Xiaotian smiled faintly] [Although he did not know how to choose the best herb with the Light Attribute] [Bibi Dong had told him] [Before leaving the garden, Bibi Dong had learned of Yu Xiaotian's needs and told him which plants had the strongest medicinal effects] [The Saintess's voice seemed to still echo in his ears] [The corner of Yu Xiaotian's mouth curled upward] [What was this? This was personal charm!] [Who would have thought that the Saintess would help an outsider fleece her own Teacher?] [Thinking this, Yu Xiaotian pretended to hesitate for a while] [Yu Xiaotian did not head straight for his target] [He wandered around the Herb Garden] [Sometimes looking around, sometimes crouching to sniff, sometimes shaking his head] [He looked exactly like a country bumpkin who had no idea what to take] [Qian Xunji thought: A greedy child who wanted the very best] [Suddenly, Yu Xiaotian stopped before a flower with hardly any glow] [It was a Holy Light Glazed Flower in the midst of transformation] [The most precious one, with the strongest medicinal power] [Yu Xiaotian's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his little hand as if to pull it out] [Chrysanthemum Douluo could not help growing nervous when he saw Yu Xiaotian's movement] [This little ancestor] [Yue Guan's orchid fingers were nearly crushed together] [That was the supplementary herb reserved by Your Excellency the Pope] [If this brat really took it, although Your Excellency the Pope might not say anything, he would definitely vent his anger on Yue Guan afterward] [Qian Xunji was also dumbfounded. He had not expected Yu Xiaotian to choose the best one] [Was this brat's luck really that good?] [He had spotted the best one at a glance] [Qian Xunji's smile froze on his face] [He began calculating inwardly: If the boy really took this one, should he find an excuse to exchange it for another?]
[It was embarrassing, but better than losing it.]
[However, he soon breathed a sigh of relief.]
[Yu Xiaotian's hand stopped in midair.]
[Yu Xiaotian muttered that it wasn't bright enough and disdainfully withdrew his hand.]
[Phew.]
[Qian Xunji and Chrysanthemum Douluo both let out long sighs of relief inwardly.]
[Good, good. He was just an ignorant fool who didn't recognize quality.]
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