Bibi Dong Was Acting Strange

Wang Jingyu raised an interested eyebrow.

If he remembered correctly, the first Soul Skill of the Seven Kill Sword, the tool spirit renowned as having the greatest attack power, should have increased its user's attack by 30%, right?

Not only could his first Soul Skill increase his own attack by 20%, it could also suppress others' attack by 20%.

More importantly, it was an area-of-effect skill. The difference was far from insignificant.

Moreover, the age of this Soul Ring could evolve according to Wang Jingyu's own endurance, and its strength would increase along with it.

This skill would definitely become a god-tier ability in the future.

"Mehahaha... Incredible! This young master is about to rise! Mehahaha..."

He no longer bothered to hide his wild delight.

He immediately began cackling wickedly, his laughter as sinister as it was chilling.

For a time, all the dogs in the streets and alleys around his hotel jumped up in fright, barking wildly in the direction of where he was staying.

An hour later, perhaps the dogs had grown tired, and the waves of barking gradually subsided...

The next day, inside Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena.

Bibi Dong frowned slightly. She had been unable to let go of what was written in the diary, and her frustration had kept her awake all night.

Ju Douluo could tell that she was unhappy and walked over to ask her.

"Saintess, you don't look well. Did you not rest properly last night? How about I postpone today's match for you?"

Bibi Dong shook her head coldly.

"It's nothing. No matter what I say, you probably won't believe me anyway. By the way, Chrysanthemum Elder, please investigate something for me."

"What is it? Please speak, Saintess." Ju Douluo gave Bibi Dong a slight nod.

Bibi Dong made a gesture, and Ju Douluo immediately understood. He bent down and brought his ear close to her lips. After listening to her whisper a few words, he nodded.

"Alright, I'll send someone to investigate it immediately."

Ju Douluo turned and left. The moment he was gone—

Bibi Dong heard an affectionate voice. "Dong'er, you came to the Great Soul Arena so early today?"

Hearing the owner of that voice address her so intimately—

Bibi Dong's brows drew tightly together. Who else could it be but Yu Xiaogang?

Looking at the person whom the diary claimed would become the object of her affection in the future, Bibi Dong shot him a disgusted glance.

"Who is your Dong'er? Please call me by my full name. Miss here doesn't seem to know you very well, does she?"

Yu Xiaogang froze. Hadn't everything been fine when they came to Suotuo City together a few days ago?

Since they were close in age and both well-read, they had enjoyed many pleasant conversations along the way and come to understand each other better.

The moment he first saw this innocent, adorable, pure, and kind-hearted girl, he had developed strong feelings for her.

After spending nearly a week together, their friendship had deepened, and he felt that he had fallen in love with her.

At the same time, he could clearly sense that Bibi Dong had feelings for him as well.

That was precisely why he had been willing to follow the team she led to Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena.

Now that she had suddenly become so cold toward him, something must have happened. Otherwise, how could she possibly treat him this way?

He quietly began reflecting on what he might have done wrong.

Could it be because, during her second match yesterday—

He had left early due to an urgent matter without explaining himself, so she was angry that he had left without saying goodbye?

The more Yu Xiaogang thought about it, the more likely it seemed. He apologized to Bibi Dong with a remorseful expression.

"Dong'er, I'm sorry. Something urgent came up yesterday, so I had to leave without saying goodbye. I won't do it again.

"From now on, I'll watch every one of your battles from beginning to end and cheer you on."

Bibi Dong was so angry that she laughed. She had no idea how this guy's brain worked, for him to think she would get angry over such a trivial matter.

She really wanted to ask him whether he had no mirror, or whether he couldn't just take a piss and look at his reflection.

Did he not know what he looked like?

She did not even fancy the men in Spirit Hall Academy who were more handsome and stronger than him. Would she ever fall for a useless piece of trash like him, someone good for nothing but empty talk?

She glared at Yu Xiaogang with disgust and warned him coldly.

"Whether you come to watch my matches or not, I don't care. I'll warn you one more time: don't call me Dong'er!

"Miss here isn't familiar with you at all, nor am I interested in becoming familiar with you..."

Before Bibi Dong could finish, the Great Soul Arena's host reminded her to prepare to take the stage.

Bibi Dong could not be bothered to deal with Yu Xiaogang any longer. After letting out a displeased snort, she headed toward the arena.

Yu Xiaogang did not take Bibi Dong's warning to heart. In his view, Bibi Dong was simply upset that he had left without saying goodbye yesterday.

He had long heard that women often meant the opposite of what they said. The more they claimed not to care about something, the more they actually cared.

The more they said they cared about something, the less they actually cared. So Dong'er must surely hope that her relationship with him would only grow closer.

At that thought, Yu Xiaogang felt a secret thrill in his heart.

He quietly resolved that he would treat her well for the rest of his life. He would never allow himself to be fickle.

He pulled himself together, waved at Bibi Dong as she was about to step onto the stage, and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Go, Dong'er! I believe you can do it!"

Upon hearing that, Bibi Dong nearly stumbled and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, relying on her nimble footwork, she flipped through the air and landed steadily on the arena again, avoiding an embarrassing scene.

Thousands upon thousands of eyes were fixed on Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong at the same time, their gazes filled with suggestiveness.

Feeling those suggestive looks, Bibi Dong was furious and wished she could rush off the arena and beat Yu Xiaogang senseless.

But she had already stepped onto the arena, and her opponent was already waiting for her there.

She couldn't exactly jump off the arena now, could she? Wouldn't that be the same as admitting defeat?

She secretly made up her mind that once this match was over, she would give Yu Xiaogang a vicious beating to vent the resentment in her heart.

She looked toward Yu Xiaogang and shot him a fierce glare.

Yu Xiaogang noticed Bibi Dong's displeased gaze, but he did not care.

He felt that Bibi Dong was probably just thin-skinned and had become so angry because so many people were looking at them suggestively.

Seeing that Bibi Dong was still young, her opponent teasingly advised her.

"Little girl, Uncle knows you're talented, but I still suggest you obediently step off the arena yourself.

Otherwise, if Uncle accidentally twists off those little arms and legs of yours later, that won't be any fun. You should hurry back with your sweetheart, hahaha..."

At her opponent's words, a chill flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes.

She was usually gentle and kind, but once someone angered her, she entered a combat state in an instant.

Wang Jingyu, who had taken in everything from within the crowd, furrowed his sharp brows, feeling as though he had to get something off his chest.

He directly summoned the Goddess Diary System and began ranting on the illusory glowing screen with his thoughts.

What exactly was going on? Why was Bibi Dong acting so impatient with Yu Xiaogang?

That shouldn't be right! Shouldn't the plot be that Bibi Dong was won over by Yu Xiaogang's vast knowledge and character?

But now, it looked like Yu Xiaogang was the only one harboring feelings for Bibi Dong.

Had something gone wrong somewhere, causing this girl Bibi Dong to become abnormal?