Isn't This Just Love Brain?

[Face-Tanking Ultimate: @everyone, I have an exclusive scoop to share with you all. It's about our dear Pope, and it's quite entertaining.]

Ye Qiong's message hit the group chat like a boulder crashing into water, instantly stirring up waves.

[Fire-Breathing Dragon: ?]

[Pagoda Suppresses River Demon: Is this for real? Post it, post it now!]

[First Cute Bunny: What? Something fun? I want to see, I want to see d(`･∀･)b]

[Heavenly King Covers Earth Fox: Group Owner, what are you trying to do? You are not allowed to hurt Teacher!]

Hu Liena's heart jumped into her throat. She stared at the screen vigilantly, terrified that Ye Qiong might post something detrimental to Bibi Dong.

Inside the Spirit Hall bedchamber, Bibi Dong's expression turned cold in an instant.

A scoop about her? What was this mysterious, hidden group owner planning to do?

[Most Beautiful Pope: Group Owner, you had better think carefully about what you are doing.]

[Most Beautiful Pope: Some jokes are not meant to be made.]

The pressure of a Title Douluo seemed to seep right through the screen in those words.

(Emotional points from Most Beautiful Pope: Shock and Anger +80)

Ye Qiong curled his lip; such threats were painless and itchy to him.

As the saying goes, one takes on the habits of those they associate with. Having spent so much time with Sparkle, Ye Qiong had grown fond of stirring up trouble. Making a scene—that was where the real fun lay.

Besides, he was currently in Aedes Elysiae; no one could ever find him. Hehehe!

[Face-Tanking Ultimate: Don't be so impatient, Your Majesty the Pope. We're all friends here, just sharing some old gossip.]

[Face-Tanking Ultimate: I guarantee it's spectacular.]

With that, Ye Qiong didn't hesitate to spend 20 emotional points to redeem the two key video clips.

[Ding! Group Owner "Face-Tanking Ultimate" has uploaded the video file Biography of Bibi Dong: Part One]

The video appeared directly in the group chat, with a prominent play button hovering over it.

The group went silent instantly, and everyone subconsciously clicked on it.

In the Crown Prince's residence, Qian Renxue, currently disguised as Xue Qinghe, also furrowed her brows and curiously clicked on the video.

She wanted to see what kind of explosive material this group owner could possibly dig up about that woman.

The video screen lit up. Amidst a soft halo of light, the camera focused on the library of Spirit Hall.

Sunlight filtered through the stained-glass windows, spilling across the bookshelves, where a young girl in a simple long dress was reading quietly.

The girl was about sixteen or seventeen, with soft golden hair, skin as fair as snow, and features as exquisite as a fairy from a painting. Her eyes were clear and innocent, devoid of any impurity.

[First Cute Bunny: Wow, so pretty!]

[Pagoda Suppresses River Demon: Is this... the Pope when she was young?]

[Begonia Blossoms: This temperament, it's so pure. It's completely different from the Pope we know now.]

The girls in the group all let out sighs of admiration.

Bibi Dong watched herself in the video, and as sealed memories were pried open, her eyes grew dazed.

Back then, she was still that person's proudest disciple, the Saintess of Spirit Hall, filled with beautiful, boundless fantasies about the future.

In the video, a figure walked into the frame.

It was a young man in his twenties, plain-looking but dressed in a clean scholar's robe. There was a faint melancholy between his brows, and his eyes were deep, as if they held infinite wisdom.

The young man walked up to the girl and spoke softly: "Hello, excuse me, in which section can I find the classics on Spirit Theory?"

The girl looked up, her clear eyes meeting the young man's "wise" gaze, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

"O-over there. I'll take you."

[Fire-Breathing Dragon: ...]

Liu Erlong of the Blazing Academy stared fixedly at the screen.

She knew this man all too well.

It was Yu Xiaogang, the man she loved most.

[Face-Tanking Ultimate: Pay attention, everyone. The good part is about to start.]

Ye Qiong popped up right on cue, looking exactly like a professional commentator.

The video fast-forwarded, the scenes switching rapidly.

From their first meeting in the library to their discussions while strolling along forest paths, and finally to their joint research at the training grounds.

The young man always managed to toss out some novel "theories" that transcended the era's understanding, each one making the girl's eyes sparkle with brilliance, her adoration plain for all to see.

"Dong'er, if my conjectures on Spirit Theory can be proven, they will completely change the landscape of the Spirit Master world."

"Xiaogang, you're amazing! I've never heard Teacher mention these things before!"

"Sigh, it's a pity. Much of my research is stuck at a bottleneck. There are many core materials in Spirit Hall that I cannot access."

The young man sighed, his gaze drifting toward the distance with a melancholic air.

The innocent young girl was filled with heartache and spoke without a moment's hesitation.

"Yu Xiaogang, don't worry. You are doing this for the entire spirit master world, and I will help you! My teacher dotes on me; I can go to the core library to find information for you."

Seeing this, some of the more sharp-witted members in the group chat had already sensed that something was wrong.

[6G Sky Wing: This man is constantly guiding her to access the core secrets of the Spirit Hall.]

Qian Renxue's brows furrowed tightly. As an infiltrator, she was extremely sensitive to this kind of manipulative dialogue.

[Begonia Blossoms: It really does seem like... he's deceiving a young girl.]

[Hu Liena: Nonsense! How could my teacher be deceived? Perhaps he really is overflowing with talent?]

Hu Liena couldn't help but retort. In her heart, her teacher was a brilliant person worthy of her respect, so the man she loved must also be someone with genuine talent and learning.

[6G Sky Wing: Overflowing with talent? Heh.]

Qian Renxue let out a cold sneer.

She knew this Yu Xiaogang; she had seen those so-called theories of his, and they were simply eyesores.

[Face-Tanking Ultimate: Don't be in such a rush to reach a conclusion. Let's look at something interesting.]

Ye Qiong's voice rang out once more, and the video screen split in two.

On the left, Yu Xiaogang was spiritedly organizing a pile of manuscripts, which were filled with secret records and theoretical drafts that Bibi Dong had copied from within the Spirit Hall.

On the right, Yu Xiaogang was making minor modifications to these manuscripts, signing his own name to them, and turning them into the theories he claimed would "shock the world."

[Face-Tanking Ultimate: Do you all understand now? His so-called talent is nothing more than clever plagiarism and revision.]

[Face-Tanking Ultimate: He exploited the adoration of a young girl in the throes of first love, stole the crystallized wisdom accumulated by generations of the Spirit Hall, and then, by slapping his own name on it, transformed himself into the 'Grandmaster' that everyone reveres.]

(Shock emotion points from Pagoda Suppresses River Demon +50)

(Contempt emotion points from Begonia Blossoms +30)

(...)

[Pagoda Suppresses River Demon: You've got to be kidding... this is just too...]

[First Cute Bunny: A liar! This is absolutely a fraud!]

[Begonia Blossoms: My god, is this top-tier swindling? Using someone else's feelings to achieve his own success?]

[Begonia Blossoms: Your Holiness the Pope, you really were sold out and still helping them count the money. You were a total romantic fool.]

The term "romantic fool" felt like a sharp thorn, piercing deeply into the hearts of two women.

One was Bibi Dong, and the other was Liu Erlong.

(Shame and anger emotion points from Most Beautiful Pope +150)

(Shame and anger emotion points from Fire-Breathing Dragon +120)

Inside the Spirit Hall, the comb in Bibi Dong's hand was crushed into powder with a "crack."

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

The talent she once worshipped like a god, the love she once spared nothing to protect—it could not be a scam!

She refused to believe it!