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"Bibi Dong!!"

"You come out here!!"

"Give me an explanation!!!"

That shout was powerful and had a strong penetrating force.

In an instant, it drowned out all the noise in the hall, which was as loud as a marketplace, caused by the dispute over the unequal distribution of spoils.

Everyone turned to look at the doorway without prior arrangement.

A man stood in front of the door, disheveled, his face flushed with anger, his eyes filled with resentment.

This person was none other than Yu Xiaogang, who had secretly slipped out of the Pope Palace during the shift change.

From Bibi Dong's frenzied beating yesterday, and the incoherent words she uttered defending the "young punk," his unusual thought process finally "made sense" of everything!

She betrayed herself once again!

She and that Xiao Bai from the Maple Dye Pavilion are definitely having an affair!

She beat herself up like this just to vent her anger on behalf of her new lover!

The thought of being betrayed by that woman once again completely extinguished Yu Xiaogang's rationality.

OK.

You bastard Bibi Dong!

You actually treated me so cruelly because of that Xiao Bai!

Twenty years ago you betrayed me for power and position, and twenty years later you humiliate me for male beauty!

Yu Xiaogang felt as if his heart was bleeding, a sense of grief and indignation at being betrayed by the whole world made him feel incredibly tragic.

He, Yu Xiaogang, is the most innocent victim!

Today, Bibi Dong either has to beg for her forgiveness, then obediently order that Xiao Bai to use all the power of the Maple Dye Pavilion to repair her Martial Soul, break the shackles, and make her a true Grandmaster!

Or...

Just wait until you're utterly disgraced and ridiculed by the whole world!

"Yu Xiaogang?"

Ghost Douluo's face, hidden beneath his black robe, revealed a hint of astonishment.

He turned to look at Chrysanthemum Douluo beside him. "When did this piece of trash arrive in Spirit City?"

They went out to "dig up potted plants" a couple of days ago, so they really didn't know about this.

Who knows?

Chrysanthemum Douluo, with her delicate fingers, rolled her eyes and said with disdain, "Probably here to fawn over His Holiness the Pope again. What bad luck."

Golden Crocodile Douluo muttered something, then waved his hand.

"Ignore him, he's just a piece of trash, let's continue."

As he spoke, he cleared his throat, turned back to Bone Douluo, and roared with full force.

"I don't care! The Mysterious Heaven Skill belongs to our Spirit Hall, and it must account for 60%! Not even a little less!"

Yu Xiaogang was enraged when he saw that the people inside were ignoring him.

He opened his mouth to continue hurling insults, venting all the humiliation he had endured.

However, he hadn't uttered a single curse.

A blur of motion suddenly darted out from the crowd.

It's Emperor Dai Tianfeng of the Star Luo Emperor!

He had been exploited by both the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and had been holding back his anger for a long time. Now that he saw a punching bag delivered to his door, how could he possibly hold back!

Snap--!!!

A loud slap, so loud it silenced the entire hall, suddenly rang out!

Yu Xiaogang was spun around two and a half times by the slap before collapsing to the ground with a thud. He saw stars and his mind went blank.

He felt half of his face go numb, and a strong, metallic taste of blood filled his mouth.

Several blood-stained teeth flew out of his mouth, tracing several poignant arcs on the ground.

Yu Xiaogang covered his swollen face and looked up blankly.

There stood Emperor Dai Tianfeng, the Star Luo Emperor, slowly withdrawing his slightly numb hand.

The imperial monarch, who had just suffered a great deal of humiliation, now had a look of relief and satisfaction on his face.

He looked down at the bewildered Yu Xiaogang on the ground and, in an extremely impatient tone, angrily rebuked him:

Why are you yelling so loudly!

Yu Xiaogang: "I..."

Snap!!

Snap!!

Yu Xiaogang was about to speak in her defense, Dai Tianfeng, who had already begun to learn bad habits from the Spirit Hall, slapped her twice more in quick succession.

"You dare talk back?!"

"I'll teach you to talk back!!"

"Talk back again!"

For a moment, the sound of slaps echoed throughout the store, and Yu Xiaogang's screams resounded one after another...

On the second floor.

Bibi Dong seemed oblivious to everything that was happening downstairs.

In her world, only Lin Feng remained, and that flawless body that was about to belong to her.

She hadn't heard Yu Xiaogang's heart-wrenching scream at all.

Or rather, even if they heard it.

At this moment, when we are about to be reborn and completely break free from all the shackles of the past.

That man wasn't even a speck of dust in her heart.

Under Lin Feng's hands, which seemed to possess the power of creation, the originally indescribable "postmodern artwork" had undergone earth-shattering changes.

It was a perfect body.

Young and full of vitality, every inch of her skin seems to be meticulously sculpted according to the golden ratio, any more would be too plump, any less would be too thin.

That face was exactly what Bibi Dong looked like when she was eighteen, carrying the unique, untainted youthful spirit of a young girl.

Bibi Dong stared blankly at the body, her breath catching in her throat.

That is yourself.

It's that carefree version of myself, full of endless dreams for the future.

Lin Feng withdrew his hand, looked at his masterpiece, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Get ready, I'm now transferring your soul into your new body."

Upon hearing Bibi Dong trembled and nodded heavily.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her excitement, went to the bedside, and lay down next to that brand-new body.

One old, one new; one born, one dead—it's like the transition between two eras.

Lin Feng silently recited this in his heart.

"System-chan, come out and get to work!"

[Ding! Soul Transfer Service, priced at 10,000 Gourmet Points. User Bibi Dong has been detected as the only VIP Monthly Subscription subscriber (temporarily cancelled). This service is free.]

The system's sarcastic voice echoed in my mind.

[Friendly reminder: Host, please watch your actions and do not take advantage of the situation. This system is recording the entire process without any blind spots, to prevent you from denying responsibility afterwards.]

Lin Feng almost choked.

Taking advantage of someone?

I?

Lin Feng silently gave the middle finger in his mind, aiming it precisely at the system.

You call it "profiting" when an artist appreciates the fruits of their labor?

You call it "profiting" when a creator examines their most perfect work?

This body!

From the curl of the hair to the depth of the collarbone, and then to the slenderness of the ankles!

Even those indescribable "details"—which one wasn't perfected by myself?

Are you now waking me up so I won't take advantage of you?

Are you crazy?!

Lin Feng took a deep breath and roared inwardly.

"And the whole thing was recorded?"

"You'd better turn the resolution up to the maximum!"

"Let me be able to properly appreciate how my miraculous skill was born under the surveillance of a system filled with low-level entertainment!"

After roaring, Lin Feng expressionlessly ignored the distracting noise in his mind that was only hindering his artistic expression.

He extended his slender index finger and gently touched Bibi Dong's smooth forehead.

What I felt at my fingertips was a slightly warm, smooth touch.

The instant her fingers touched her skin, Bibi Dong felt a sudden lightness in her body.

The whole world seemed to have lost its weight...