Ju Gui Douluo's Jealousy, Yu Xiao Gang's Defense Breaks, Questioning His Father!

"Oh my, our dear Lord Dragon God fighting the Fire Dragon—now that's a battle that'll shake heaven and earth~"

Bibi Dong's voice was syrupy sweet.

But it made Yu Xiaotian's skin crawl:

"Let me guess, after this fight ends, will it stir up some special feelings in a hot-tempered maiden in red?"

"Isn't that what they call 'from blows to bonds,' am I right, dear?"

Yu Xiaotian's scalp tingled, and he silently cried out in alarm:

How could even the Sky Screen broadcast such a detail?

Wasn't this just putting him on a spit to roast?

He quickly put on a serious face and explained:

"Dong'er, you've misunderstood! That was just normal practical training—how was I supposed to know I'd run into Sister Erlong by chance?"

Bibi Dong's delicate hand gently rested on the soft flesh of Yu Xiaotian's waist.

Her smile grew even brighter:

"Sister Erlong? Oh my, that's quite intimate, isn't it, dear~"

"Hiss—!"

Feeling the deadly twist at his waist, Yu Xiaotian sucked in a sharp breath.

The next moment, space rippled.

"Uh... I just remembered there's a Self-Created Soul Skill I haven't fully grasped yet—I'm going to the Back Mountain to go into seclusion!"

Yu Xiaotian activated teleportation on the spot.

In an instant, he was gone without a trace, not even a afterimage left behind.

"Hmph, trying to run?"

Bibi Dong let out a light snort, but the corner of her mouth curled into a charming arc.

Her figure flickered, and she turned into a blur as she immediately chased after him:

"Stop right there! We're settling this today!"

Watching from the side, Yu Xiaogang was dumbfounded!

These two were flirting and quarreling using teleportation?

And not just ordinary teleportation at that!

He only saw a flash before his eyes, and both of them had vanished.

"Sigh..."

Yu Xiaogang shook his head, his eyes full of envy:

"As expected of Big Brother and Big Sister-in-law—even their arguments are this high-level."

"Is this what strong people's romance looks like? I don't get it... I really don't get it..."

[On the arena, a dragon's roar shook the entire venue.]

["ROAR—!"]

[The Fire Dragon bellowed, and Liu Erlong poured all her fury into the opponent before her.]

[Yet, a scene that made her question her life unfolded.]

[No matter how violent her Fire Dragon was,]

[that small figure called "Dragon God" simply kept one hand behind his back, strolling leisurely as he dodged every attack.]

[Then, a flash of golden light.]

[BANG!]

[Without even seeing how he struck, Liu Erlong felt an irresistible force slam into her, and she was blasted out of the arena.]

[Defeated.]

[And utterly crushed.]

[In the rest area, Liu Erlong, having taken off her mask, sat slumped in a corner, lost and dejected.]

["I lost... lost so completely..."]

["I can't even beat a random passerby—how can I ever take revenge?"]

[Just as she was sinking into the abyss of self-doubt, a bottle of water was handed to her.]

["Not a bad fight, but you've got quite the temper."]

[Yu Xiaotian was still wearing his mask.]

[He didn't carry himself like a victor; instead, he sat down beside Liu Erlong like a friend.]

[And after settling the battle, Yu Xiaotian even took the initiative to extend an invitation.]

["Hey, Fire Dragon, don't be so down. The night market at Skywater City is pretty good—want to check it out together?"]

Liu Erlong froze, staring at the man who had just defeated her with utter bewilderment.

"Why? Skywater City is full of beautiful water-type female Soul Masters!"

"You're so strong—why not invite them instead? Why ask me, a hot-tempered loser?"

Yu Xiaotian smiled, half-truth and half-joke.

"I don't know why, but when I look at you, I always feel a kind of blood-bound closeness."

"Think of it as... fate at first sight."

Blood-bound...

Liu Erlong couldn't help but roll her eyes. Was this really the best pickup line he could come up with?

If only he knew—blood ties were the very thing she hated most in this life!

Still, she'd make an exception today.

Over the next two days, Skywater City gained an odd pair.

The "Dragon God" led a fiery-tempered yet somewhat clumsy "Fire Dragon" through stall after stall at the night market.

Liu Erlong had never felt so at ease. She discovered that this "Dragon God" was surprisingly fun to be around.

With him, she could temporarily forget her hatred.

So, she genuinely considered him a friend.

She even started cheering him on!

"Go! Wipe out that big guy!"

From the stands, Liu Erlong waved her fists, shouting encouragement at Yu Xiaotian on the stage.

In the distance, several senior students from Blue Tyrant Academy watched the scene and couldn't help but smile with relief.

Black World.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Liu Erlong's eyes revealed a deep envy.

"How wonderful... that version of me met someone who could guide her in her most lost moment."

But then she snapped back to reality, her heart tightening with deep worry for her parallel self.

Because she knew that feeling all too well.

The happiness now was just a temporary bubble.

"If that version of me found out that this so-called confidant was actually the Young Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan..."

"She'd definitely fall apart, wouldn't she?"

Liu Erlong murmured to herself.

"When the truth comes out, hatred will crush all the joy."

Beside her, Yu Xiaogang watched the parallel world's Yu Xiaotian and Liu Erlong standing shoulder to shoulder.

Like a Golden Boy and Jade Girl, their tacit understanding made an inexplicable ache rise in his heart.

"Why... why do Yu Xiaotian and Erlong look so perfect together?"

A strong sense of crisis surged within Yu Xiaogang.

If this world also had a Yu Xiaotian, would Erlong never set her eyes on him?

"No! Impossible!"

He shook his head, comforting himself inwardly.

"Even in a parallel world, Erlong would definitely reject Yu Xiaotian!"

"Erlong has a fierce temper! She's nothing like Bibi Dong!"

Black World.

Martial Soul Hall.

Bibi Dong lounged lazily on the Pope Throne.

Watching the scene, a mocking, cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

"Liu Erlong, Liu Erlong—how pathetic you look."

"A little fake concern, and you're already won over? What cheap feelings."

White World.

Everyone was utterly shocked.

So the lofty Fire Dragon Douluo and Dragon God Douluo...

Had once shared a past like this—enemies before friends.

"What a beautiful story! The Dragon God Douluo gave the Fire Dragon Douluo redemption—this is fate's destined bond!"

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaotian were locked in a standoff.

Bibi Dong's Phoenix Eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous, cold smile curling at her lips:

"Little Tian Brother, it's been a long time since we sparred."

"How about we have a match, just like you and your dear Er Long Sister did within the Sky Screen?"

"Let's see if there's any blood-bound connection between us too?"

Yu Xiaotian watched the soul power surging around Bibi Dong, his expression turning serious.

But a hint of laughter hid deep in his eyes:

"Dong'er, you're asking for a spanking after just a few days without one."

"Looks like you've forgotten your husband's prowess."

The moment his words fell, Yu Xiaotian's form flickered!

A fierce strike shot out, aimed straight at Bibi Dong's waist.

Bibi Dong reacted swiftly, Rakshasa Divine Power surging!

She caught Yu Xiaotian's move in an instant.

Their figures crossed, seeming perilous, yet every collision carried an unspoken intimacy and understanding.

After dozens of exchanges back and forth!

Their posture started to shift into something improper!

Bibi Dong was pinned against the rock wall, her hands twisted behind her back by Yu Xiaotian!

Their breaths tangled together.

A hint of cunning flickered in Bibi Dong's eyes.

She leaned close to Yu Xiaotian's ear, her breath like orchid mist:

"Little Tian Brother, if your dear Er Long Sister knew you looked like this by my side... wouldn't she be jealous of me?"

Yu Xiaotian's body stiffened, his mouth twitching:

"..."

Who the hell taught her this infuriatingly sweet poison talk?!