There are no useless martial spirits, only useless masters

First, strike at Yu Xiaogang!

This decision was quickly adopted by Qian Daoliu. No matter how unwilling Bibi Dong was, she had no choice when it came to matters of principle.

"By the way, what was the name of that girl who came with you?" Bibi Dong only then remembered the young woman who had accompanied Qin Chuan the night before.

"Her name is Ye Guyi. Her martial soul is the Holy Angel. She's a descendant of my elder sister from ten thousand years later."

"A descendant of Xiao Xue!" Qian Daoliu's eyes lit up.

Qin Chuan said, "She's a pitiful girl. I originally planned to come alone, but she stumbled in by accident. It's possible my elder sister left something behind for her descendants before she passed away."

Qian Daoliu rose and went to meet Ye Guyi. After all, she was his granddaughter's descendant, suddenly arriving in this world—he was bound to have endless questions.

Qin Chuan did not go to see Ye Guyi. Now was not the time.

That afternoon, Qin Chuan, Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Demon Bear Douluo, and Ghost Leopard Douluo set out together for Notting City on the border of the two empires.

Two days later, Qian Daoliu's personal letter arrived on the desk of Crown Prince Xue Qinghe in the Heavenly Dou imperial palace.

"Take the Heavenly Dou Empire's national treasure, the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud, and return to Martial Soul Hall at once."

Xue Qinghe's handsome face was full of gravity. What was going on with Martial Soul Hall? It had actually made his grandfather, who had long since retired behind the scenes, write to him personally.

Though Xue Qinghe was full of doubts about what had happened at Martial Soul Hall, he still took the "Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud"—the key item for Tang San to become the Sea God—that same day. After completing the handover with the person sent to replace him, he set off on the road back to Martial Soul Hall.

On the back mountain of Holy Soul Village.

Ghost Douluo, hidden in the darkness, reported respectfully, "Your Holiness the Pope, I've found out clearly. Tang Hao has been at home all this time. Old Jack, who escorted Tang San to Notting City, has just returned to Holy Soul Village."

Bibi Dong nodded after hearing this. "Good. Begin the operation!"

At once, the Martial Soul Hall team split into two groups.

One group, led by Demon Bear and Ghost Leopard, headed to the back mountain of Holy Soul Village to steal the Blue Silver Emperor's main body and right leg bone.

The other group, consisting of Bibi Dong, Ghost, and Yue Guan, escorted Qin Chuan to Notting Academy to carry out the plan to "kill" Yu Xiaogang.

Notting City lay between the two empires of Heavenly Dou and Star Luo. As a border town, its population was sparse and its strategic value minimal. The strongest soul master in the local Martial Soul Hall branch was no more than a Soul Grand Master.

At night, Notting Junior Soul Master Academy was pitch black.

Whether work-study students or the children of nobles in the city, all had fallen asleep.

In a remote room on the academy grounds, a man with a weathered face, dressed in black clothes and a crew cut, was packing his things. The smile at the corners of his mouth could no longer be suppressed.

"Heaven never seals off all exits. Gold shines wherever it goes. After more than a decade in Notting City, I thought my talents would be buried here. I never expected to encounter the second Twin Martial Soul owner in a hundred years—Tang San. His surname is Tang. His first martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, is a waste. That means he must have a second martial soul, and an extremely powerful one at that."

"Otherwise, where would his Innate Full Soul Power come from! I'm a true genius! Excellent! This must also be written into my Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul."

Outside the door, Bibi Dong, Ghost, and Yue Guan exchanged glances after hearing this.

Yue Guan couldn't help but snicker. "The reason Twin Martial Soul soul masters are so rare is that the quality of the husband and wife's martial souls differs vastly. Only when the martial soul qualities are equal, and even then with an extremely low probability, can a child with Twin Martial Souls be born."

Inside the room, Yu Xiaogang, who had been brimming with self-satisfaction, trembled all over. Rage surged from his heart. These words directly negated all his previous theories.

After all, he had discovered Tang San's Twin Martial Souls himself, with solid reasoning. What right did the other party have to deny him?

But then, cold sweat broke out on Yu Xiaogang's forehead. His eyes widened in panic. "Who is it! Get out here right now!"

"Crack—"

The moment the door swung open, Yu Xiaogang's legs gave way, and he collapsed onto the floor. His eyes bulged, and his breathing turned rapid.

"Bi... Bibi Dong?! Why you!" Yu Xiaogang scrambled in panic. He wanted to shout loudly to attract the attention of the person behind Tang San.

But Bibi Dong was prepared for this.

She snapped her fingers, and an invisible barrier of soul power formed around them, sealing off the area from the outside.

Seeing that Bibi Dong had come prepared, Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, climbed up from the floor, and put on a blank expression. With one hand behind his back, he said flatly, "Bibi Dong! It's been years since we last met. What business do you have with me?"

Bibi Dong's emotions were complicated at this moment. Facing the man she had once loved, she was reluctant to resort to force. But this matter concerned her own life, her daughter's fate, and the subsequent arrangements for her son.

At this critical juncture, personal feelings would only get in the way. Bibi Dong steeled herself.

She furrowed her brows slightly, her voice cold as she taunted, "More than a decade gone, and not only have you failed to break through to the thirtieth rank, you're still fussing over your so-called Ten Core Competencies?"

At these words, Yu Xiaogang's eyes instantly reddened. He retorted, "What do you mean by that? Did you come all this way just to mock me? Soul power level doesn't mean everything! I believe my Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul are not wrong! You are the ones who are wrong! One day, I will prove myself!"

Ghost and Yue Guan exchanged a knowing smile. In this world where strength reigned supreme, a weakling who could never break through the thirtieth rank—even if Yu Xiaogang was a member of the prestigious Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—would still bring shame to his family because of his martial soul.

Bibi Dong was also amused. She didn't ask directly but cut straight to the point. "You've taken on a disciple with Twin Martial Souls. Once he reaches Title Douluo, you, as his teacher, can naturally turn things around."

Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted. Cold sweat drenched him. "You! How do you know?!"

Bibi Dong smiled without speaking. Ghost and Yue Guan's eyes were full of contempt.

"If I were to take your disciple away..."

The moment Bibi Dong spoke, Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists. Tears welled up uncontrollably in his eyes, and his voice choked. "Bibi Dong! You can't do this! Xiao San is my only hope..."

"And if I really do take him?"

"...Then I will destroy Martial Soul Hall at any cost!" Yu Xiaogang finally showed a rare moment of backbone.

At this point, Bibi Dong had no need to ask further.

"Truly worthy of the shameless Yu Xiaogang. How do you have the face to call yourself Grandmaster?"

"'There are no waste martial souls, only waste soul masters.' That's your famous quote. But you yourself have a waste martial soul. At fifty years old, you still haven't broken through the thirtieth rank. You insult yourself twice in one sentence. No one else could manage that."

"That saying should be changed to: 'There are no waste martial souls, only a waste Grandmaster.'"