Trash Yu Xiaogang! Can His Theories Be Taken Seriously?

As a Title Douluo, Bibi Dong's control over Soul Power had reached an unimaginable level.

Even with a full Thirty-Thousand-Year Whale Glue, she was capable of perfectly regulating it and minimizing its original side effects as much as possible.

Combined with Song Ye's naturally resolute personality, no matter how fiercely the fire of desire burned within him, he could only endure it.

Even so, the full Thirty-Thousand-Year Whale Glue took Song Ye two whole hours to absorb.

It was hard to imagine that Song Ye had forcibly endured that terrifying desire for those entire two hours.

Once the absorption was complete, Song Ye was utterly drained. He had not even done anything, yet he had already entered an inexplicable state of post-nut clarity.

Bibi Dong was not feeling much better either. Maintaining that high-pressure control for two hours had cost her considerably.

Fortunately, the Whale Glue had been completely absorbed.

"Ye'er, are... are you all right now?"

Bibi Dong asked weakly.

Song Ye nodded tiredly. "I'm fine, Mom!"

"Mom, I never expected your control over Soul Power to be this exquisite. You're far stronger than the Soul Saints I imagined."

"Ah, is... is that so?" Afraid of being found out, Bibi Dong made an excuse.

"Maybe it's because Mom is more careful."

"Maybe..."

Song Ye took a deep breath and encouraged himself.

If I could endure such an unbearable state for two hours, then I'll succeed at anything I do in the future!

"Mom, I'm afraid I'll need some time today to consolidate my gains. Do you have time to take me soul hunting tomorrow?"

"I do. As long as Ye'er needs it, Mom has everything!" Bibi Dong promised excitedly.

Song Ye was deeply moved by her words.

Mom treats me so well. I can't let her down either.

I have to protect her well in the future, so she won't be bullied by that crazy woman Bibi Dong!

Song Ye secretly made up his mind, his chest filled with fighting spirit.

And afterward, just as he had said, he had forcibly absorbed the power of Thirty-Thousand-Year Whale Glue and needed to stabilize it properly.

After that, Bibi Dong temporarily left.

She needed to make some preparations for tomorrow and try not to expose herself while soul hunting.

After Bibi Dong left, Song Ye began his formal cultivation and discovered that he was indeed stuck at level 10, unable to make even the slightest progress.

So, Song Ye continued tinkering with the Hand Crossbow he had made.

This thing was equally important. It was the key to his future independence.

Time passed bit by bit, and soon, a new day arrived.

The next day.

Bibi Dong changed into a combat outfit, looking valiant and dashing. Song Ye could not help but marvel.

"Mom, you're so beautiful."

"I think even the legendary Pope Bibi Dong is probably only about as beautiful as you!"

Song Ye spoke from the bottom of his heart. Although Bibi Dong had reached middle age, as a Soul Master, her face and figure were no different from those of women in their twenties.

In fact, Bibi Dong even possessed a special charm unique to mature women.

Hearing her son praise her so lavishly, Bibi Dong unconsciously covered her lips and laughed.

"Ye'er, Mom is already middle-aged. How could I be as you say?"

"No, Mom, you really are very young. You're prettier than ninety-nine percent of those young girls." Song Ye smiled.

"What a pity. If I were your biological son, maybe I could have inherited such incredible looks from you."

"What are you saying, Ye'er? You're making Mom embarrassed."

Bibi Dong had truly rarely been praised for her beauty. After becoming Pope, no one had dared comment on her appearance anymore.

When she was young, Bibi Dong had also been the goddess in countless people's hearts.

But after she grew older, although her looks had not declined, she lost the praise that should have accompanied them.

Bibi Dong was the Pope, but she was also a woman. Who did not enjoy being praised for being young and beautiful?

Especially that line Song Ye had said—that he wished he were Bibi Dong's biological son.

Those words made Bibi Dong's heart ache.

She also hoped inwardly.

Yes, Ye'er. If only you were Mom's biological son.

But no matter what, Mom will only ever have you as her son!

Bibi Dong thought that her son was so filial, so she would have to care for him even more in the future.

Afterward, the two headed together for the Star Dou Great Forest.

Spirit City was already nearby, so naturally the best place to hunt souls was Star Dou.

Along the way, Bibi Dong asked Song Ye.

"Ye'er, have you thought of any suitable Soul Beasts and Soul Rings for your Imperial Seal Spirit?"

"Suitable Soul Beasts..." Song Ye pondered.

"I've read quite a few books over the years. In terms of theory, I consider myself no weaker than anyone."

"I also have a rough direction for my own training plan."

"First, for my first few Soul Rings, I hope to focus on spiritual power and enhance my mental strength."

"Oh? Why?" Bibi Dong asked in confusion.

Song Ye explained, "For ordinary people, the best Soul Rings they can come into contact with are ten-thousand-year Soul Rings."

"So I want to obtain ten-thousand-year Soul Rings earlier. It just so happens that the difficulty of absorbing ten-thousand-year Soul Rings lies in the soul shock brought by ten-thousand-year Soul Beasts."

"If I can raise my mental strength to the level of a Soul King, then I can absorb ten-thousand-year Soul Rings before reaching level 50!"

"For example, I could absorb ten-thousand-year Soul Rings as my fourth ring or even my third ring ahead of time."

"What? Ten-thousand-year Soul Rings as your... fourth or third ring in advance?" Bibi Dong was immediately shocked upon hearing this.

She knew her son had aspirations and ambition, but she had never expected Ye'er to want to absorb ten-thousand-year rings as early as his third and fourth rings.

Was that even possible?

Unless it was the second Martial Soul of Twin Martial Souls, the best Soul Ring configuration for a single Martial Soul was yellow, yellow, purple, purple, with the fifth being black.

Bibi Dong was slightly worried.

"Ye'er, you're not speaking nonsense, are you?"

"According to the theories of Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, the limit for a third Soul Ring is seventeen hundred years, while the limit for a fourth Soul Ring is only five thousand years."

"Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang is the most authoritative theoretical genius in the Martial Soul world. The maximum absorption age for Soul Rings was a theory he researched."

"If you absorb rings beyond your level, Mom is worried something might happen to you!"

Bibi Dong genuinely felt there was a problem, and she was afraid her son would be harmed.

So she even brought up the theoretical master she trusted most—the Xiaogang she loved.

However, it would have been fine if she had not mentioned Xiaogang. The moment she did, contempt immediately appeared in Song Ye's eyes.

He said disdainfully.

"Mom, you could have mentioned anyone, but you had to mention that trash Yu Xiaogang."

"I've heard of him. He published the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul theory and was praised by that idiot Bibi Dong, which is how he got the title of theoretical master!"

"In truth, all his theories are common knowledge known to high-level Soul Masters, and the so-called maximum Soul Ring absorption age has never been fixed."

"Absorbing Soul Rings has never depended on the number of rings or one's level. It depends on the strength of one's physique and mental power."

"In my opinion, Yu Xiaogang's theory is like carving flowers into shit—utterly meaningless..."