Diary Reopened, Bibi Dong Begins Investigating Yu Xiaogang

"Then I'll be responsible for keeping an eye on him tomorrow!"

Xiao Wu immediately raised her small hand, looking completely energized.

"If he dares to sneak off, I'll call you."

Su Hang glanced at her.

"You should worry about getting a good night's sleep first."

Xiao Wu sat on the soft bed by the window, hugging her pillow, her toes swaying back and forth.

"I'm a very light sleeper; I wake up at the slightest sound."

Wang Sheng poked his head out from the side room.

"Sister Xiao Wu, is that what you call light sleep? That's just you being afraid that Boss Su will leave you behind."

Xiao Wu grabbed her pillow and hurled it at him.

"Shut up!"

Xiao Chenyu, huddled by the door, quickly picked up the pillow and patted the dust off.

"Don't be angry, Sister Xiao Wu. Wang Sheng has a loose tongue; I'll make sure he eats half a bun less tomorrow."

Wang Sheng panicked on the spot.

"Xiao Chenyu, you're in charge of the meals now?"

Xiao Chenyu straightened his back.

"I provide the room and the food. Don't you know what top-tier service looks like?"

Su Hang waved his hand.

"Everyone, go to sleep."

The room quickly quieted down.

Xiao Chenyu was shooed into the outer room, while Wang Sheng and the others crowded into the side room.

Only Su Hang and Xiao Wu remained in the main room.

Xiao Wu lay on the soft bed by the window, pulling the quilt up to her chin.

She closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again to look toward Su Hang.

Su Hang sat by the table, his fingertips tapping the rim of his cup.

Xiao Wu spoke in a low voice.

"Brother Su Hang, you really won't leave me behind, right?"

Su Hang did not turn around.

"You're so good at mooching off others for food and shelter that even if I threw you out, you'd just find your way back."

Xiao Wu felt much more at ease and pulled the quilt up a little higher.

"Then I'll take that as a promise."

Su Hang couldn't be bothered to call her bluff.

Once the movements from Xiao Wu's side grew faint, Su Hang focused his intent.

The Dark Gold Diary appeared on the tabletop.

The virtual quill descended.

[Douluo Calendar, Year 2641, Night.]

[I witnessed a classic scene today. Tang San just arrived at Notting Academy, and he turned around and apprenticed himself to Yu Xiaogang.]

[It's only logical that these two would end up together.]

[Tang San appears to respect his teacher and the path, but in reality, he is a master at leveraging influence. Whoever can offer him benefits or pave his way, he will humble himself before them.]

[Yu Xiaogang looks like a talent scout, but in reality, he is desperate to find someone who can prove his theories. Tang San's twin spirits, innate full spirit power, and the strange potential hidden within his 'useless' Blue Silver Grass satisfy his need for a comeback perfectly.]

Su Hang paused as he wrote this.

He looked up at Xiao Wu.

She was already asleep, yet her hands were still clutching the corner of the quilt, her body tilted toward him, clearly still afraid he might run off in the middle of the night.

Su Hang withdrew his attention and continued writing.

[To put it bluntly, one is looking for a backer, and the other is looking for a thesis project.]

[The Ten Core Competencies that Yu Xiaogang loves to harp on sound intimidating, but a vast amount of the content is derived from Spirit Hall's public archives and semi-public data.]

[He spent years in the Spirit Hall's library section, taking advantage of his relationship with Bibi Dong to view countless documents—does he really have no idea how much he's borrowed?]

[Personal verification? Pathetically little.]

[There's no issue with using compiled data as a theory, but the problem is that he packages these things as his own unique mastery and uses them to build his reputation as a 'Grandmaster'.]

[What's even more absurd is that Tang San will likely be taken to the Soul Hunting Forest by him tomorrow for his first spirit ring.]

[If the original trajectory were followed, that Mandala Snake would become Tang San's first spirit ring for his Blue Silver Grass. From then on, the Blue Silver Grass would follow a control-type path, and Tang San's destiny would take flight from the very start.]

[Unfortunately, I am here this time.]

[If Tang San wants to follow the original path to reap the benefits, he should first ask if I agree.]

The handwriting settled.

The diary closed.

The system notification did not sound for the time being.

Su Hang was not in a hurry.

With things like this, the more those people investigate on their own, the greater the lingering impact.

At the same time.

Spirit City, Pope Palace.

Bibi Dong sat on the throne, and the gold-embossed diary on the desk flipped open automatically.

She had originally been reviewing the briefing sent back by Chrysanthemum and Ghost.

But after the diary updated, she still opened it at the first opportunity.

[Tang San just arrived at Notting Academy and turned around to apprentice himself to Yu Xiaogang.]

The scepter in Bibi Dong's hand paused.

[Yu Xiaogang looks like a mentor who recognizes talent, but in reality, he is desperate to find someone who can prove his theories.]

Bang!

The scepter slammed into the corner of the amethyst table.

The corner of the table cracked, and fragments rolled onto the floor.

The attendants in the hall all lowered their heads, none daring to make a sound.

Bibi Dong stared at the words in the diary, the fire in her chest burning heavily.

They could insult her.

But if they insulted Yu Xiaogang, she would still be enraged.

Even though she hadn't seen that man for many years, and even though that past made her too painful to mention again.

However, the next line of text made her movements stop.

[A large amount of the content is derived from Spirit Hall's public archives and semi-public materials.]

[He spent years coming and going from the Spirit Hall library back then; does he have no idea how much data he read thanks to his relationship with Bibi Dong?]

Bibi Dong did not slam her scepter again.

The atmosphere in the hall was so oppressive that no one dared to lift their heads.

That year, Yu Xiaogang had indeed frequently entered and exited the Spirit Hall library.

Many materials were off-limits to ordinary spirit masters.

But she had given them to him.

She had even personally granted him many permissions.

At the time, she only felt that Yu Xiaogang was passionate about research and had ambitions in his heart.

Looking at these lines now, certain old memories suddenly became stinging.

Outside the hall, two figures entered.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei knelt on one knee.

"Your Holiness, the information from Notting Academy has been sent back."

Bibi Dong raised her hand.

"Speak."

Yue Guan kept his head low, his posture lacking his usual flamboyance.

"Su Hang, six years old, has completed the absorption of his first spirit ring. The spirit ring is confirmed to be purple, with an age of at least a thousand years."

Gui Mei continued.

"His spirit is suspected to be a top-tier dragon type, of extremely high quality. When Yue Guan and I probed from a distance, a power within his body automatically counterattacked, so we did not proceed further."

Bibi Dong tapped her fingertips on the scepter.

"Automatically counterattacked?"

Yue Guan immediately added.

"That suppressive force was stronger than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. Furthermore, a girl in pink appeared by his side, and her aura has the characteristics of a Soft Bone Rabbit."

The temperature in the hall dropped by several degrees.

Soft Bone Rabbit.

A hundred-thousand-year soul beast in human form.

According to the rules of Spirit Hall, such an existence should be captured the moment it is discovered.

However, Bibi Dong did not issue an order immediately.

The diary stated that Xiao Wu would sacrifice herself for Tang San.

Daming and Erming would also become Tang San's soul rings and soul bones.

If she moved against Xiao Wu now, Tang San's progress might be accelerated prematurely.

More importantly, Su Hang had already taken Xiao Wu under his protection.

The power behind this youth was something even she could not fathom.

Bibi Dong flipped through the diary, her knuckles pausing beside the words "Mandala Snake."

"Continue the surveillance."

Yue Guan hesitated for a moment.

"And the Soft Bone Rabbit?"

Bibi Dong raised her scepter.

"Without the order of This Seat, no one is permitted to touch her."

Gui Mei immediately lowered his head.

"As you command."

Bibi Dong closed the copy of the diary and spoke suddenly.

"Are there still records in the library regarding which materials Yu Xiaogang consulted back when he was at Spirit Hall?"

Yue Guan looked up, then immediately lowered his head again.

"The old archives should still exist, but they are quite aged and will require time to retrieve."

Bibi Dong rose from her throne.

Her purple-gold gown trailed across the steps.

She walked toward the front of the hall step by step; the scepter struck the floor, each sound making the attendants' backs tighten.

"Retrieve them."

"Public archives, semi-public archives, restricted borrowing records—check them all."

"I want a complete list."

Yue Guan and Gui Mei acknowledged the order in unison.

"As you command!"

Heaven Dou Empire, Crown Prince's Eastern Palace.

Qian Renxue, cloaked in the disguise of Xue Qinghe, sat in the study.

The copy of the diary lay spread out on the desk.

After reading the passage about Tang San taking on a master, she tapped her fingertips against the tabletop a few times.

"Apprenticing himself to a level twenty-nine Grandmaster?"

"Is this the taste of Tang Hao's son?"

In the shadows, Serpent Spear Douluo stood motionless.

Qian Renxue continued reading.

[There is a high probability of going to the Soul Hunting Forest tomorrow.]

She paused.

Su Hang had written down Tang San's itinerary for tomorrow with such precision.

This could no longer be explained away as mere guesswork.

Qian Renxue closed the diary and picked up her tea, which had long since gone cold.

"Serpent Spear, send men to keep a close watch on the Soul Hunting Forest outside Notting City."

Serpent Spear Douluo acknowledged the order.

"Should we capture Su Hang?"

Qian Renxue set the teacup back on the table.

"Do not capture him."

"I want to see exactly how he intends to intercept Tang San's opportunities."

Spirit City.

Inside the Pope Palace, the two, Chrysanthemum and Ghost, were about to withdraw.

Bibi Dong stood on the high platform, the copy of the diary in her hand opened once more.

Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, Spirit Hall old archives.

These words strung together made it impossible for her to dismiss them as mere gibberish any longer.

Years of old feelings weighed heavily in the depths of her heart.

Yet, the future of Spirit Hall weighed even more heavily upon her shoulders.

After a long silence, her command echoed throughout the grand hall.

"Investigate. Investigate every single document Yu Xiaogang accessed during his time at Spirit Hall."

"This Seat must know exactly how much truth is written in that diary."