Yu Xiaotian's Choice, Yu Xiaogang Deceives Himself

[Because Yu Xiaotian had actually given up on that one]

[and chosen another that looked the most beautiful, but whose medicinal potency was two grades inferior—the Holy Light Glazed Flower]

["This one it is!"]

["It's pretty. If I take it back and put it in my room, it'll definitely look impressive."]

[Yu Xiaotian wore an expression like he'd made a huge profit, cheerfully letting Chrysanthemum Douluo dig it out.]

[Qian Xunji couldn't help but feel that Yu Xiaotian's taste was just so-so!]

[After all, he was still a child, valuing only appearance over substance.]

[He even had the leisure to offer a comment.]

[After Yu Xiaotian and Yu Yuanzhen left Martial Soul Hall,]

[Qian Xunji couldn't help but laugh.]

[It seemed he had still overestimated Yu Xiaotian.]

[Watching the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's carriage fade into the distance, Qian Xunji was in high spirits.]

[He was full of confidence, believing he still held the entire situation under control.]

[After leaving Martial Soul Hall, Yu Yuanzhen asked, "Why did you choose that one?"]

[Inside the carriage, external probing was cut off.]

[Yu Yuanzhen put away his rough-and-tumble demeanor, his eyes sharp as he looked at his son.]

[No one knows a son better than his father.]

[Yu Yuanzhen refused to believe that his monstrously talented son was a shallow person who only cared about appearances.]

[Yu Xiaotian toyed with the jade box in his hand, giving a faint smile.]

["Father, the first one was Qian Xunji's prized possession."]

["If I had actually taken that one,"]

["not only would I have thoroughly offended him, I might not even have walked out of Martial Soul Hall!"]

["Moreover, too much is as bad as too little. That herb's medicinal properties were too violent; my body couldn't handle it!"]

["This Holy Light Glazed Flower has gentle, mellow medicinal properties, perfect for stabilizing Sanpao's foundation and completing his final transformation!"]

[After hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen was stunned for a long moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh and burst into laughter!]

["Good, good—a wolf in sheep's clothing!"]

["With a son like this, our clan is destined to rise!"]

[Back at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan,]

[Yu Luomian stared at the Holy Light Glazed Flower shimmering with flowing light inside the jade box, his eyes nearly popping out.]

[He had originally thought Qian Xunji might give some Gold Soul Coins or ordinary herbs at best.]

[And upon hearing that Qian Xunji was very impressed and surprised by the Dragon Blood Pill,]

[the many elders couldn't help puffing out their chests.]

["What? His Excellency the Pope praised our Dragon Blood Pill to the skies?"]

["He even said it was a divine pill that seizes the wonders of heaven and earth?"]

["Hahaha! It seems Martial Soul Hall isn't all that impressive after all—their judgment isn't even as good as ours?"]

[Every elder stood tall, chests out, faces glowing red!]

[This sense of intellectual superiority gave them an unprecedented feeling of satisfaction!]

[After all, they had traded a downgraded version for Martial Soul Hall's top-tier herbs!]

[This round was a total win!]

White World.

Martial Soul Hall.

Seeing Little Bibi Dong reveal the herb information on the Sky Screen, Qian Xunji felt as if his face had been slapped hard, burning with pain.

"Ungrateful disciple... truly an ungrateful disciple!"

Qian Xunji's hands trembled with rage.

"This is a classic case of washing dirty linen in public!"

"That brat is making a fool of me!"

He had calculated everything, but never expected Martial Soul Hall had a traitor!

Though, looking at the results, Yu Xiaotian later became a peerless powerhouse.

Joining forces with Bibi Dong was a good thing for Martial Soul Hall.

But looking at it now—

As a teacher, as the Pope, Qian Xunji was nothing short of a joke.

Being toyed with by an eight-year-old child.

In terms of insight and tactics, he was thoroughly outclassed by Yu Xiaotian.

Beside him, Golden Crocodile Douluo gave a helpless smile and shook his head.

His gaze toward Qian Xunji carried a trace of pity.

"Accept it, Xunji! This isn't just poor judgment—it's a gap in personal charisma."

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Bibi Dong watched this scene.

Her usually dignified face instantly flushed bright red.

This matter was a little secret between her and Yu Xiaotian.

She had never mentioned it to Qian Xunji, nor spoken of it to anyone else.

Now that the Sky Screen had exposed it, her teacher knew, and even the whole world knew.

She was deeply embarrassed.

"Back then, I really was too emotional. Got hot-headed and just..."

Bibi Dong lowered her head, a little ashamed.

After all, as a Saintess, selling out her own sect's resources to an outsider was indeed a bit of a lovesick move.

But.

When she lifted her head and looked at the man beside her, who had grown into a towering figure—

Yu Xiaotian—

the shyness in her eyes instantly melted into tenderness.

"But I've never regretted it."

Yu Xiaotian reached out and gently stroked Bibi Dong's hair.

Black World.

Martial Soul Hall.

Pope Bibi Dong stared fixedly at the Sky Screen, the scepter in her hand creaking under her grip.

Her heart was a tangled mess.

She couldn't help but think.

She had once been the same.

Sharing all the theories from Martial Soul Hall's library without reservation with Yu Xiaogang.

It was precisely by this means that Yu Xiaogang

had pieced together the so-called "Ten Core Competencies"

and forged his reputation as the Master of theory.

"But..."

Bibi Dong's gaze gradually turned cold.

"Yu Xiaotian took the benefits but knew his limits. To protect the Parallel World's me,"

"he deliberately chose the inferior medicinal herbs."

"And Xiaogang?"

"He released that knowledge without any restraint."

"From his perspective, he was spreading knowledge."

"But from mine, it made me suffer endless reprimands in front of my teacher!"

If Yu Xiaogang had been like Yu Xiaotian—

had considered her a little more, shown a bit more responsibility and restraint—

perhaps they wouldn't have ended up where they were today.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

Liu Erlong had been forcibly taken out of the main hall.

Now she sat alone in the courtyard, staring blankly at the Sky Screen.

Her emotions were a tangled mess.

She envied the Parallel World's Bibi Dong.

That world had no cliché misunderstandings.

No family obstruction—only two hearts treating each other with sincerity.

Yu Xiaotian was strong, intelligent, and protective of his own.

He and Bibi Dong were practically a Golden Boy and Jade Girl.

"If... if only our world had a Yu Xiaotian too," Liu Erlong murmured to herself.

"If he were here, he'd definitely take Bibi Dong away, far, far away."

"Then Xiaogang would be mine alone."

"We'd truly be a match made in heaven, with no one else able to interfere."

Thinking this, she recalled her family's decision just now, and Xiaogang's evasive gaze.

Rage flared up again.

"Those stubborn old fools in the family! They're basically pushing Xiaogang into a pit of fire!"

"What peace? All bullshit!"

"What if Xiaogang really goes to Martial Soul City and suffers grievances there?"

"No! If everyone won't let me see him, then I'll see him anyway!"

"I have to stop Xiaogang—I can't let him go to his death, and I can't let him sell his dignity!"

At that moment.

Yu Xiaogang had the door tightly shut, curling himself up in a dark corner of the room.

Only the light from the Sky Screen streamed through the window.

He had watched that Sky Screen too.

The Parallel World's Bibi Dong.

That maiden with clear eyes, who would risk everything for her lover.

Why was she so much more beautiful than the woman in his memory?

If only this world's Bibi Dong could be like that now...

Obedient to him, gazing at him with full adoration.

How wonderful that would be!

"Yes, as long as I go this time, bow my head a little, coax her a bit."

"Maybe she'll turn back into that person."

To reconnect with Bibi Dong, Yu Xiaogang sought a way to save face.

He tried to reconcile in his heart with Bibi Dong's betrayal.

This wasn't called living off a woman—it was for the sake of all under heaven, to reform the Pope!