Resentment, Jealousy

The moment Bibi Dong took the field, countless eyes turned toward her.

The people from Spirit Hall were naturally eager to see how Bibi Dong would perform next, especially Qian Xunji.

As it happened, she didn't completely understand her own disciple either.

Perhaps today she would get to see her disciple's true strength.

His opponent was a Level 48 Soul Ancestor from the Clear Sky Sect named Tang Lieyan.

He was a rare genius among the Clear Sky Sect's younger generation. Of course, he couldn't compare to Tang Hao and Tang Xiao.

The other factions had noticed Bibi Dong because of the way the people from Spirit Hall were watching her, as well as her identity.

As the disciple of Pope Qian Xunji, she had made them curious about her Martial Soul and talent.

"It's him!"

When Yu Xiaogang saw Bibi Dong, envy filled his eyes.

He clearly remembered that this person had visited their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan a few years ago.

The clan had held a grand reception ceremony for him that time. Even his father, the clan leader, had personally come out to welcome him.

Back then, Yu Xiaogang had only felt shocked.

Looking back now, he realized that this man, who was about the same age as him, had lived a similar life, yet met with entirely different fortunes.

They both had powerful forces backing them, so why was everything they had so different?

Why was his Martial Soul so good, and his Innate Soul Power so high?

Why was everyone so fond of him?

Why did he have such a beautiful master?

Why was his own talent and Martial Soul so poor? Why did everyone around him slander and curse him? Why couldn't his father give him all his love?

Young as he was, Yu Xiaogang had grown up amid curses and slander ever since he awakened his Martial Soul. He had learned what jealousy was at an early age.

He was jealous—jealous of this fellow who looked about the same age as him.

Why could he obtain everything Yu Xiaogang had ever dreamed of so easily?

"Whoa, what the hell is this?"

Sensing an unseen resentment fixed on him, Bibi Dong turned around instinctively.

He met Yu Xiaogang's resentful gaze and twisted expression.

Bibi Dong was taken aback.

What had happened?

He didn't think he had any history with this guy.

By all rights, this was only their second meeting, and they hadn't even exchanged a word.

Yet the guy already resented him.

That was absurd.

Could it be because he was called Bibi Dong and that guy was called Yu Xiaogang?

That made no sense at all.

Bibi Dong had no idea that Yu Xiaogang's hatred for him had been brewing for years.

His visit had led Yu Yuanzhen to give Bibi Dong the thousand-year Diamond Fruit that he had originally set aside for Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Yuanzhen naturally never spoke of this himself.

He had even been thinking about finding another thousand-year Diamond Fruit for Xiaogang to make it up to his son.

The problem was, thousand-year Diamond Fruits were exceedingly rare. Even a mighty Titled Douluo like him had to rely on luck to find one.

After failing to find another thousand-year Diamond Fruit, Yu Yuanzhen eventually managed to find other spirit herbs to give his son as substitutes.

But someone with an agenda spread the story anyway, and it reached Yu Xiaogang's ears.

People kept using the incident to provoke him.

That was how Yu Xiaogang came to hate Bibi Dong completely.

In fact, Yu Xiaogang had been unable to break through to Level 10 all these years, and he blamed it all on Bibi Dong.

In Yu Xiaogang's eyes, if Bibi Dong hadn't come to visit and taken what belonged to him, he would have reached Level 10 long ago and obtained his First Soul Ring.

According to Yu Xiaogang's research, gaining his First Soul Ring might even have helped him overcome his congenital deficiency.

It was because of that Diamond Fruit that a rift had formed between Yu Xiaogang and Yu Yuanzhen.

Although Yu Yuanzhen later found other spirit herbs to compensate his son and serve as a replacement, as a father, a man, and the leader of a clan, he wasn't good at expressing his feelings. So he never explained anything to his son about the matter.

Thus, in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, his father had deceived him.

Before Yu Xiaogang awakened his Martial Soul, his father had promised to give him the Diamond Fruit he had painstakingly found, to help improve his Soul Power and physical strength.

But everything changed after he awakened his Martial Soul.

His father's promise of a thousand-year Diamond Fruit was simply left unfulfilled.

It wasn't a particularly serious matter, but to fragile-hearted Yu Xiaogang, it meant his father had given up on him and cast him aside.

It was all because he had awakened a useless Martial Soul.

His father would rather give away something he had promised Yu Xiaogang than keep it for him.

That was why Yu Xiaogang's hatred for Bibi Dong had been simmering for years.

"Why..."

Yu Xiaogang clenched his teeth and glared at Bibi Dong.

What made him most jealous was that this guy was even more handsome than he was.

It just wasn't fair.

"Unbelievable."

Bibi Dong paid Yu Xiaogang no mind. The guy wasn't worth taking seriously.

He would just find a suitable opportunity to eliminate him.

A disgusting fellow like that was a menace if left alive.

Although he didn't know why he, Bibi Dong, had become a man and Qian Xunji a woman, there probably wouldn't be anyone interested in Yu Xiaogang now.

But who could say for sure?

What if there was some absurd plot where Qian Xunji fell for Yu Xiaogang, then threw caution to the wind and got together with him, even willingly giving up her position as Pope?

"Are you the Pope's disciple?"

"Isn't that a little too arrogant?"

"How dare you act so brazenly in front of me!"

Just then, a voice edged with anger pulled Bibi Dong back to the present.

He knew Tang Lieyan, his opponent, was furious.

Bibi Dong didn't bother to explain. With a thought, the Death Spider Emperor possessed him.

At the same time, four Soul Rings appeared.

Yellow, purple, purple, black!

One yellow, two purple, and one black Soul Ring appeared, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

Gasps of astonishment and disbelief rang out.

"How... how is that possible?"

"How can your Soul Ring colors be so outrageous?"

"This has to be fake."

"How could anyone have a thousand-year Second Soul Ring and a ten-thousand-year Fourth Soul Ring?"

On the Soul Fighting Arena, Tang Lieyan stood opposite Bibi Dong, his face full of disbelief.

For a moment, he could hardly trust his own eyes.

No matter how often he told himself it was all an illusion, the power fluctuations of those Soul Rings couldn't be faked.

With a single glance, the moment Bibi Dong revealed his Soul Rings, Tang Lieyan's momentum was crushed.