If One Is Born Weak

"Huh?"

Bibi Dong stared at Qian Daoliu, who was crying.

"You killed him?"

Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong in disbelief.

"Do you think I could do that?"

"Thank goodness, thank goodness!"

Bibi Dong clenched her fists. When they hit me, you clear the place out; when I hit them, you start crying?

"Bibi Dong, based on my guess, he might be your son from another world—in other words, a male Xiao Xue."

Qian Daoliu wiped away his tears and spoke slowly.

Bibi Dong's mind suddenly exploded!

"You old geezer, what did you say?"

"Otherwise, why would his Martial Soul be the same as yours and Ji's... and Xiao Xue's?"

Bibi Dong closed her eyes in a daze.

She remembered how the only condition that had benefited her in the child's game had been for Xiao Xue's sake.

She remembered how the child had stepped forward when Qian Renxue went after her.

She remembered the child's Martial Soul.

She remembered the words the child had used to comfort her as soon as he arrived at the Pope's Palace.

So, I've hurt another child again...

Bibi Dong sat on the Pope's Throne, bereft, and remained silent for a long time...

Meanwhile, back in Douluo II, Bai Mo put away the Spirit-Suppressing Talisman. It seemed he wouldn't need to use it on Crazy Dong after all.

Then his gaze fell on the four girls.

Jiang Nannan, the mature beauty in a Rabbit Costume.

Nan Qiuchiu, whose hair got pinker as her blows got fiercer.

Gu Qiu'er, still in her little-girl body. Who knew why this girl wasn't growing!

And Wang Dong'er, with her blue hair.

Wang Dong'er looked nervously at the four big shots around her. She had no idea why the only boy in the Red Branch had called her over.

"Come on, I'll take you somewhere to get some practice in. We'll fight a few matches."

Gu Qiu'er eagerly stepped forward, wrapped her arms around Bai Mo's, and agreed again and again.

Bai Mo took out Pioneering Present and brought everyone straight to the first Douluo Continent.

"Where are we, Bai Mo-gege~?"

Gu Qiu'er asked curiously. She could actually sense another thread of fate.

"Ten thousand years ago."

Bai Mo casually dropped this astonishing news.

Jiang Nannan didn't care. She knew just how incredible the head of the Red Branch was.

Nan Qiuchiu's eyes flickered as she glanced at the ancient surroundings.

She didn't care where they were. Over the past few years, she had realized that Bai Mo and the others didn't care about revealing their identities.

So Nan Qiuchiu didn't have to stay on edge all the time.

Besides, he had even given her an Immortal Herb.

Immortal Herbs weren't valuable nowadays because the Little Black Tower lady could mass-produce low-age Immortal Herbs.

But back then, they had been incredibly rare. What's more, Bai Mo had given her a Hundred Thousand Year Immortal Herb!

Gu Qiu'er nodded, still a little confused. Did that mean the thread of fate belonged to the little version of herself back then?

Wang Dong'er was completely stunned!

She'd only wanted to come out and have a look around!

Instead, she'd been forced to attend classes every day, developed a problem with her body, and now she'd been dragged ten thousand years into the past!

"All right. Nannan, take them to this location and find Ning Tian. She'll explain everything to you. Dong'er, stay behind. I have something to discuss with you."

Everyone left one after another.

Only Wang Dong'er remained, trembling as she looked at Bai Mo.

After all, Bai Mo didn't have a very good reputation among the boys at the other academies.

Back when she'd still been a boy, she'd heard that the Red Branch was this guy's harem!

Even Dean Zhang Lexuan was supposedly no more than his backup!

Why had this man suddenly asked her, a girl who'd never even met him, to stay behind?

"Dong'er, you've noticed that something's wrong with your body, haven't you?"

Bai Mo spoke slowly, his tone full of meaning.

Wang Dong'er's expression changed. She lowered her head sadly. So it was this bad guy!

"I'll do anything~"

Bai Mo stepped forward and patted her head. He'd meant to comfort her. Why was she trembling even harder?

"Y-You want to do it here?"

Wang Dong'er was about to cry. She knew this man was a lecher, but she hadn't expected him to be so eager!

But it was all right! She could just think of it as being bitten by a dog! Since he was forcing her, surely he wouldn't just stand by and let her die! He'd definitely save her in the future!

"Sorry, Sister Ya Yi! Dong'er has let you down!"

Hearing Dong'er's anguished cry, Bai Mo was baffled.

"Don't worry. No one around us can see. I'll get straight to the point."

Wang Dong'er, her heart dead, pulled open her collar, revealing her milky-white breasts. Then she glanced cautiously at Bai Mo's face, deciding she could accept this.

Next, she pouted and closed her eyes.

Bai Mo stared strangely at the humiliated Wang Dong'er. Was this his reward?

"Are you going to or not!"

Wang Dong'er gritted her teeth and said, mortified.

Suppressing a laugh, Bai Mo pried her fingers off her collar and straightened her rumpled clothes.

"What are you thinking? I wanted to talk to you about your body, but not this body!"

Had she gotten the same astonishingly brilliant idea as Tang San?!

"Ah!"

Dong'er yelped, shoved Bai Mo's hand away, and hurriedly backed up two steps. Tears even welled in her eyes.

"There's something wrong with your body."

Bai Mo shook his head.

"You know?"

Dong'er wiped her tears. As soon as she'd asked, she remembered that Sister Ya Yi had also noticed the problem with her body.

"Can you help me? I'll agree to anything!"

Dong'er didn't want to die. Besides, she'd already steeled herself just now.

"Your physical problem is complicated to explain. I can only say it has something to do with the gods."

Bai Mo stepped forward and patted Dong'er's head. This time, she didn't dodge.

"Why? Why are the gods targeting me!"

Wang Dong'er already had a guess. If even her Big Dad and Second Dad couldn't tell what was wrong, then it could only be the gods of legend!

"Because you're weak. Weakness is a sin!"

Bai Mo drew the girl, on the verge of breaking down, into his arms. He comforted her with his embrace, but his words struck straight at her heart.

"Wang Dong, the gods above play humanity like pieces on a board, gambling among the stars, leaving behind a land of lonely graves and wronged souls, piled high with bones... Have you ever thought of making them pay?"

"What can... I do?"

Wang Dong murmured, feeling only how comfortable his embrace was. She wanted to stay like this forever...

That was only natural. After copying the Golden Tree and improving on it, Bai Mo was practically an upper-tier incubus on Douluo Continent!

Who could resist the kindness of someone from their own world?

"If..."

Bai Mo spoke slowly.

Dong'er's gaze dimmed. Of course. When the gods were targeting her, all she could do was lie down and take it!

"If one is born weak—where, then, can the weak find peace if not from a god? I know your resolve. Now, I grant you the right to embrace the sun."

Bai Mo's deep voice surrounded Wang Dong'er.

"If you still don't know where to go, then follow me. I will become the sun in the sky, and all will grow beneath my scorching light!"

Wang Dong'er hugged Bai Mo tightly around the waist.

A white light appeared around her.

Her soul slowly healed. Her Martial Souls—the Light Goddess Butterfly, the Clear Sky Hammer, and finally the Trident—all appeared.