Qian Xunji's Scheme? Was My Love for Xiaogang Fake?

Indeed, when Tang San heard Yu Xiaogang say that only he knew how to cultivate Twin Martial Souls, his expression finally changed.

However, he already harbored doubts about Yu Xiaogang. Tang San coldly demanded:

"You mean you know how to obtain Soul Rings for a Twin Martial Soul afterward without causing side effects?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded. No matter what he said, as long as Tang San was willing to trust him, that would be enough!

Yu Xiaogang hurriedly explained:

"Yes, only I—only I can train you!"

"Xiao San, your teacher can definitely do it. Don't let them influence you!"

"Then tell me, what exactly is the solution to prevent the side effect of my second Martial Soul exploding after absorbing a Soul Ring?" Tang San remained cold.

"If you have a way, then you are still my teacher."

"If not, then you deceived me!!"

"I, I..."

Yu Xiaogang froze on the spot upon hearing that.

He knew jack shit about any solution. He had only said that to trick Tang San into coming back.

But if he did not explain himself now, not only Tang San, but even the person behind Tang San might not let him go!

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and promised:

"I—I don't know right now..."

"But don't leave, Xiao San. I'll definitely find out!"

"Bibi Dong, the current Pope of Spirit Hall, has Twin Martial Souls just like you, and she has already found the method to cultivate them!"

"Don't worry, Bibi Dong and I were once involved!"

"I... I can ask her for the method!"

"Xiao San, believe me. I'm a level 29 Soul Grandmaster. If I weren't confident, would I dare make jokes about the current Pope?"

"Believe me, I really have a relationship with her. She still likes me. As long as I go to see her, I'll definitely be able to get the method!"

"You'd better be telling the truth!"

Tang San snorted coldly. After giving it some thought, his feudal mindset still compelled him to step forward.

Perhaps he had no other choice but to try and see whether Yu Xiaogang could find the method for cultivating Twin Martial Souls.

Seeing Tang San approach, Yu Xiaogang relaxed slightly and continued to assure him:

"Xiao San, trust me. Trust your teacher!"

"I—I'll make some preparations, then head to Spirit Hall to find Bibi Dong in a few days!"

"I believe that, given the relationship between her and me, she'll tell me the method!"

As Yu Xiaogang spoke, Tang Hao, concealed in the shadows, drank from his wine jug while observing the situation.

When Song Ye had provoked them earlier, Tang Hao had never intended to intervene. It was only verbal abuse, after all; as long as Tang San was not threatened, it was fine.

On the contrary, he ought to thank that Song Ye for exposing Yu Xiaogang's true colors.

Tang Hao pondered as a mouthful of strong liquor went down his throat, then his deep voice rang out:

"I don't know much about Yu Xiaogang, but after that child pointed out the problem, it's clear enough that Yu Xiaogang is probably undeserving of his reputation."

"If I had any interest in raising a child, why would Xiao San have needed to take you as his teacher?"

"Yu Xiaogang, Yu Xiaogang, I hope you really can get the method for cultivating Twin Martial Souls from Bibi Dong!"

"Otherwise... hmph!"

After saying that, Tang Hao instantly crushed the wine jug in his hand, scattering strong liquor across the ground.

He stared at Yu Xiaogang from afar, seeming to regard him with some distaste as well.

Elsewhere.

Bibi Dong kept her promise and brought Song Ye to a top-class hotel, intending to treat him to something good.

Yet throughout the meal, Bibi Dong remained distracted, as though she were still thinking about Yu Xiaogang.

She had unexpectedly seen her lover again, only to watch him become such a down-and-out, humiliating loser. Bibi Dong did not know what to say.

Noticing his mother's mood, Song Ye took the initiative to place some food on Bibi Dong's plate.

"Mother, today is the day I obtained my first Soul Ring. Why do you seem so unhappy?"

Only then did Bibi Dong come back to her senses. Slightly startled, she said, "Oh, it's nothing."

"Ye'er, is the food good?"

She forced a gentle smile. She did not want to drag her own troubles into her child's life.

However, Song Ye sighed.

"Mother is so melancholy that no matter how delicious the food is, it tastes bland in my mouth."

"Mother, in this world, you are the only one who treats me well. It is only the two of us, mother and son, relying on each other."

"If anything is troubling you, please tell me."

As he spoke, Song Ye looked at Bibi Dong with complete sincerity, his eyes as gentle as water.

Along with his words, a warm current inadvertently entered Bibi Dong's heart, making her feel a little better.

Though Yu Xiaogang had become what he was, she still had her son.

Bibi Dong knew that she was not truly alone in this world. This rare and precious familial bond would be her greatest support.

Bibi Dong suddenly felt her nose sting.

At a time when she was watching her former lover fall so low, Song Ye could still express himself like this. Naturally, she was moved.

Bibi Dong quickly reached out to stroke Song Ye's head, making up an excuse.

"It's all right, Ye'er. Mother..."

"Mother simply never expected the legendary theory master to be like this."

"Before, I once heard the Pope speak of her past love with Yu Xiaogang."

"I heard that Yu Xiaogang had once been a refined, talented man with lofty ambitions, and that was why the Pope fell for him."

"But who could have imagined that the man the Pope loved had flawed theories, such narrow character, and even truly lacked the ability to ever improve his strength?"

"Mother just feels a little dazed, that's all..."

By the end, Bibi Dong's eyes had grown increasingly dim.

Song Ye was slightly startled when he saw this. "I never expected Bibi Dong to tell you about such things."

"It seems Mother's status in Spirit Hall is not low either. No wonder you were unwilling to let me become independent before."

Song Ye was deeply worried that his mother had become immersed in some love story.

He had no choice. He decided to reveal some secrets to pull his mother out of it.

Song Ye stepped forward and stroked Bibi Dong's back. His small, soft hand did not have much strength, but its movements were gentle and slow.

Each stroke made Bibi Dong feel warmer inside.

Song Ye said:

"Mother, there are some things you do not know."

"Do you think Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang's love when they were young was some pure love story?"

"In truth, the very foundation of that relationship was wrong!"

"Even Bibi Dong herself probably does not know why she fell in love with Yu Xiaogang."

"All of it was fake!"

"Fake?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong gripped Song Ye's other little hand while looking thoroughly confused, as though she had heard something unbelievable.

She herself was the person involved. She had been the one who fell in love with Yu Xiaogang.

She had experienced it all. How could those feelings possibly have been fake?

Bibi Dong realized:

Perhaps Ye'er saw something again amid the unseen currents of fate and Fortune.

Could there have been some hidden secret behind why I fell in love with Yu Xiaogang?

She immediately looked at Song Ye, preparing to ask him in detail, but Song Ye unexpectedly spoke first:

"Of course it was fake."

"Because Bibi Dong falling in love with Yu Xiaogang was nothing more than Qian Xunji's scheme..."