Yu Xiaoheng was stunned.
Something soft within his heart seemed to have been lightly pricked.
He reached out and rubbed Bibi Dong's head.
"It won't happen."
"Don't worry."
Bibi Dong said nothing, only lowering her head even further.
In silence, the two turned and walked into the dark tunnel leading to the Martial Arts Arena.
The tunnel was quiet, with only the faint echoes of their footsteps.
Liu Erlong's actions had left Yu Xiaoheng unsettled, and Bibi Dong was completely different from the mad Rakshasa God he knew. His thoughts were a mess for a moment.
He did not know what to say.
At some point, a small icy hand quietly caught hold of the corner of his clothes.
He did not turn around, only slowing his pace.
Bibi Dong followed closely behind him without saying a word.
At the end of the tunnel was the light from the entrance to the Martial Arts Arena.
Yu Xiaoheng stopped and looked at Bibi Dong beside him, about to speak.
As if startled, Bibi Dong released his clothes of her own accord and timidly stepped half a pace back.
Yu Xiaoheng had even less idea what to say.
He had rehearsed countless times in his mind what words and methods he should use to firmly keep this future Pope under his control.
But he had not expected Bibi Dong to be like this...
He took a deep breath and looked into her eyes.
"I'll awaken high-level Soul Power and take you away from Spirit Hall."
This time, he was too embarrassed to claim that he would definitely have Innate Full Soul Power.
What he said was only what he was confident he could accomplish.
In the Original Work, Yu Xiaogang managed to seize an opportunity and elope with Bibi Dong. At least I know the plot...
Yu Xiaoheng pondered.
Bibi Dong still said nothing.
She merely raised her head and stared blankly at Yu Xiaoheng's face with those pure violet eyes, as though she wanted to remember his expression at this moment forever.
Yu Xiaoheng said no more and turned to walk out of the tunnel.
He emerged from a concealed exit without drawing anyone's attention.
Because at that moment... everyone's eyes were gathered on Yu Xiaogang atop the Awakening Platform.
"The farce is about to end."
Yu Yuanzhen took a deep breath and turned toward the distinguished figures in the VIP Seating.
He forced out a smile and cupped his hands toward Qian Xunji, Ning Zhenyuan, and Tang Wei.
"It's nothing."
"It's nothing."
"That little girl who awakened the Fire Dragon Martial Soul was merely speaking without restraint."
Ning Zhenyuan spoke.
Tang Wei and Qian Xunji responded with smiles as well.
Liu Erlong was not dragged away in the end.
Several Clan Members watched over her and placed her in a corner not far from the Awakening Platform, like an abandoned little beast.
Around her, several young Clan Members pointed at her and whispered among themselves.
"She truly can't tell good from bad. Young Master Xiao Gang is such a Heavenly Gifted Genius, yet she refuses to follow him."
"And she believes that trash Yu Xiaoheng? Her brain must be broken!"
"That's right. Once Yu Xiaoheng's trash Martial Soul appears later, let's see how she keeps talking tough!"
The filthy insults pierced her ears, and Liu Erlong stubbornly raised her head.
But she was only a six-year-old child after all.
What could she do?
Grievance, anger, helplessness—every kind of emotion surged into her heart.
At last, her tears burst forth, sliding down her dirty cheeks and dripping into the dust.
She could only stare fiercely at the Awakening Stone Platform with those reddened eyes, as if she wanted to see through that cold stone until she saw the figure she wished to see.
Several Clan Elders frowned at the sight.
"Enough! Shut up, all of you!"
An Elder shouted.
Liu Erlong possessed an Innate Level Eight Mutated Martial Soul and was a future pillar of the clan! What nonsense were these little bastards spouting?
Besides, once Yu Xiaoheng's worthless nature was exposed, she would naturally understand who the true master was...
Yet even though no one provoked her any longer.
Liu Erlong still murmured miserably, "I don't want to follow Yu Xiaogang."
"I want Brother Xiaoheng."
"He'll come!"
"His Martial Soul will definitely be better than anyone else's!"
She cried even harder, her thin shoulders trembling.
Only...
It seemed that no one cared.
At last, everyone's attention returned to the center of the arena.
Yu Xiaogang.
The true protagonist of today.
In the VIP Seating, whether it was the Bishop from Spirit Hall or the visitors from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Clear Sky Sect, all put aside their mood of watching a show and became focused.
Yu Yuanzhen clenched his fists tightly, his palms covered in sweat.
Xiao Gang... the clan's future rests entirely on your shoulders. You... must not disappoint me!
He silently repeated to himself.
However, when he recalled how all the Elders and Disciples in the clan had always held Xiao Gang in high regard.
Yu Yuanzhen felt somewhat relieved.
So many people thought highly of Xiao Gang. They could not all be praising him for no reason...
There would be no problem with Xiao Gang's awakening!
The Elders and so many people in the clan could not all be deceiving me, could they?
The guests, meanwhile, had their own thoughts.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had made such grand preparations and placed such high hopes on this second son. Could it be... they had used some Secret Technique to learn of his talent in advance?
Then Yu Xiaogang must be extraordinarily gifted!
The Blue Electric Tyrant Sect could not have invited us here without any confidence at all, could they?
That was impossible!
At the center of the Martial Arts Arena.
The Elder responsible for the awakening called out loudly.
The jet-black Awakening Stone was activated, blooming with soft Golden Light that enveloped Yu Xiaogang.
All eyes were upon him!
Yu Xiaogang closed his eyes, screaming wildly in his heart.
Xiaoheng! Do you see this!
After today, you and I will be as far apart as clouds and mud! One in the heavens, one on the ground!
Though we are brothers, our fates were decided from the moment we were born!
My era will begin from this moment...!
The light flared brilliantly and shot into the sky, dyeing the entire Martial Arts Arena golden!
Everyone held their breath.
The light faded.
The Stone Platform was completely empty.
Yu Xiaogang... had nothing.
No Martial Soul phantom appeared behind him.
A deathly silence filled the Martial Arts Arena.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the empty Stone Platform.
What was going on?
Where was the Martial Soul?
Could that Golden Light just now have been an illusion?
"Oink."
A soft little cry rang out.
Everyone followed the sound and saw a plump little piglet, pink all over and adorably clumsy, standing by Yu Xiaogang's feet at some point, affectionately nudging his ankle with its snout.
The silence in the Martial Arts Arena shattered, and the crowd instantly erupted.
"Where did that pig come from?"
"Whose livestock ran in here? Quickly! Chase it away! Don't delay Young Master Xiao Gang's Awakening Ceremony!"
A Clan Member came to his senses and immediately moved to step forward.
Yu Xiaogang's face went from flushed red to deathly pale.
He could clearly feel an inseverable bloodline connection between himself and that little pig.
No... impossible!
My Martial Soul should be the continent's most powerful Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!
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