Falling in Love: Bibi Dong, Overconfident Yu Xiaogang

Mentioning Bibi Dong, Ning Zhen was even more satisfied.

"Your Holiness, you have truly gifted my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect a priceless treasure!" Ning Zhen lowered his voice, his tone brimming with extreme excitement.

"That child's comprehension is simply monstrous! Over this past year, nourished by the sect's heavenly treasures and assisted by top-tier mimetic environments, her soul power has reached an astonishing level eighteen!"

Level eighteen!

Hearing this number, Yu Xiaogang, standing behind Qian Xunji, felt his heart skip a beat.

Level eighteen at seven years old?! What kind of concept was that? He, Yu Xiaogang, was already thirteen this year and only level nineteen. Was she even human?

Qian Xunji, however, was not surprised in the slightest. A Bibi Dong who had retained her combat experience and insights was essentially playing on a new account, and with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect pouring unlimited resources into her, this speed wasn't even fast. It was likely that Bibi Dong was intentionally suppressing her cultivation speed to avoid appearing too shocking.

"Oh? Level eighteen? It seems the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is indeed a blessed land for her." Qian Xunji nodded with satisfaction.

"Since This Seat has come today, I wonder if I might see the child? It would also allow Xiaogang to gain some insight; he is, after all, extremely interested in resolving Twin Martial Souls."

"Of course, Your Holiness, please this way!" Ning Zhen was currently looking for any excuse to show off this treasure of his to the world, so he led the way without hesitation.

A moment later, the group arrived at a quiet, spirit-rich independent courtyard in the back mountains of the sect.

In the courtyard, seven-year-old Bibi Dong was wearing an exquisite purple training suit, standing under a large tree.

Her small hands were toying with a cluster of purple-black spiderweb energy; that terrifyingly precise control over soul power was something that should never appear in a seven-year-old child.

Hearing the sound of the courtyard gate being pushed open, Bibi Dong immediately retracted the soul power in her hands and turned around.

However, when she clearly saw the white-haired, white-robed man walking beside Ning Zhen, the rage in her heart surged uncontrollably.

Qian Xunji!

This god-forsaken beast! He had sold her like cargo to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and now he actually dared to appear before her so brazenly!

Calm down... I must stay calm... I am not his match yet...

Bibi Dong warned herself frantically in her heart. She took a deep breath, preparing to put on her usual "innocent-on-the-outside, dark-on-the-inside" mask to handle the situation.

But, just as her gaze drifted past Qian Xunji and landed on the young man behind him—who stood with his hands behind his back, thin but standing straight—Bibi Dong froze in place as if struck by lightning!

That signature buzz cut...

Those eyes filled with melancholy and the feeling of talent gone unrecognized...

And that pretentious posture of always looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle...

Xiaogang?

Yu Xiaogang!!!

Bibi Dong's heart almost stopped beating at this moment. The memories from her past life, sealed in the deepest, softest part of her heart, flooded her mind like a broken dam.

He was the only man who had given her light and warmth during the darkest days of her past life in Martial Soul Hall; he was her first love, the one she had obsessed over, the one she would have defied Qian Xunji to be with!

How could he be here?

Why was he following behind Qian Xunji?

Little did she know, the current Yu Xiaogang already viewed Qian Xunji as his mentor and foster father.

Bibi Dong's brain raced, countless thoughts flashing by, but she quickly forced down the turbulent waves in her heart. Regardless of why Xiaogang had come here, for her, this was the greatest surprise heaven could have sent her!

"Uncle Ning, why are you here? And these two are..."

Bibi Dong skillfully switched to an innocent, slightly timid, little-girl expression and trotted over to greet them; her acting was truly natural.

Ning Zhen patted Bibi Dong's head affectionately and introduced with a smile: "Dong'er, this is the Pope of Martial Soul Hall. It was he who discovered you and recommended you to me."

Bibi Dong bowed to Qian Xunji with extreme obedience: "Thank you, Your Holiness, for your grace in discovering me."

"Hehe, no need for formalities. It seems you are doing very well in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, so This Seat can rest easy." Qian Xunji looked down at Bibi Dong's appearance, suppressing a frantic urge to laugh.

Act! Keep acting! You're probably shredding my ancestors to pieces in your heart right now, aren't you?

"Dong'er, let Uncle Ning introduce you to someone else." Ning Zhen pointed to the side, where Yu Xiaogang had already begun to examine Bibi Dong with the eyes of an academic fanatic.

"This is Yu Xiaogang from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. His Holiness brought him here personally today so he could stay in our sect to study martial soul theory. He will be living in our sect for a while."

Bibi Dong sneered in her heart with disdain.

Martial soul theory? As a reincarnated god, did she need someone else to teach her?

But...

If this person was Xiaogang, then that was a different matter entirely!

Bibi Dong raised her head slightly, her large, watery eyes staring unblinkingly at Yu Xiaogang, as if looking at a great hero who had descended from the heavens. Her voice was soft and sweet as she called out:

"Hello, Brother Xiaogang... Do you really know how to help Dong'er? Dong'er is so afraid that I will end up exploding and dying like it says in the books..."

That "Brother Xiaogang" melted Yu Xiaogang's heart instantly!

Looking at this exquisitely carved, peerless genius who possessed the greatest talent on the continent, yet was so helpless and trusted him so much, the adrenaline Qian Xunji had pumped into Yu Xiaogang boiled to its peak.

"Don't worry, Little Sister Dong'er!"

Yu Xiaogang stepped forward abruptly, his expression becoming incomparably solemn and sacred.

"I, Yu Xiaogang, swear here: as long as I am here, and as long as my theories exist, I will never let you suffer the slightest harm. I will protect your future!"

Holy crap!

Standing to the side, Qian Xunji nearly couldn't hold back from applauding Yu Xiaogang on the spot.

This "Grandmaster" had gotten into character way too fast!

Meanwhile, the moment Bibi Dong lowered her head, a strange glint flashed through the depths of her eyes.

She stole a secret glance at Qian Xunji, who was standing beside her looking completely composed.

Originally, the hatred she held for Qian Xunji was so vast that not even all the waters of the Sea God could wash it away.

But at this moment, watching Qian Xunji personally deliver the love of her past life—the man she had wanted to see most—safely and soundly right in front of her...

A sense of absurd irony suddenly welled up in Bibi Dong's heart.

Qian Xunji, you old white-haired thief, I suppose you know your place.

Good, very good.

Bibi Dong sneered wildly in her heart, yet her gaze remained incredibly tender as she looked at Yu Xiaogang.

In exchange for you being so sensible and cooperative today, I, Bibi Dong, swear that on the day I slaughter Martial Soul Hall in the future...

I will make sure to leave your wretched Pope self with a complete corpse!