Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists tightly.
His starting point had been too low, so he could feel every change in his Martial Soul and every slight increase in his cultivation speed more clearly than anyone!
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
"Xiao Gang, it's me. Are you all right?"
It was Yu Yuanzhen's voice.
The fervor in Yu Xiaogang's eyes instantly faded, replaced by quiet exhaustion.
He hurriedly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, put everything in order, then deliberately messed up several account books on the desk.
Only then did he open the door, his face carrying a feigned look of weariness.
"Father, I'm fine. I was just checking the accounts."
At the same time.
Great Soul Arena.
His opponent collapsed dejectedly.
The host screamed out Rainbow Dragon's name, announcing his advancement to Golden Soul Battle Rank.
Yet the reaction from the audience seats below was far from enthusiastic.
They were used to it.
Rainbow Dragon's victory had always been a matter of course.
Yu Xiaoheng stepped down from the stage, his expression utterly unchanged.
He returned to the lounge, where the team members had already been waiting.
"Captain, you're awesome!"
"Congratulations, Captain!"
Yu Xiaoheng merely nodded slightly, but his gaze drifted toward the window without him noticing.
More than a month had passed since that letter was sent to Spirit Hall.
It had vanished without a trace, and there was still no reply.
Bibi Dong... had she not received it, or did she simply not want to reply?
A trace of irritation swept through his heart, only to be drowned out by his unwavering resolve.
No matter.
The Spirit Beasts he needed were rare to begin with. They would not be easy to find.
Relying solely on Bibi Dong was unreliable anyway.