White Porridge Sister and Bibi Dong

Offering Hall, martial arts arena.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's physique expanded, his entire body covered in fine, golden scales. His hands transformed into sharp claws, a tail sprouted from his back, and golden light erupted from his eyes.

"Kid, come again!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice was low. As he looked at the figure opposite him—who was much smaller than himself—his eyes held a trace of reverence.

This was the pressure stemming from the Martial Soul itself, regardless of actual strength.

Huo Yuhao took a deep breath, his expression extremely serious.

His figure did not undergo the exaggerated changes of Golden Crocodile Douluo; only two small dragon horns sprouted from the sides of his forehead.

Black dragon scales emerged on his arms, spreading from the backs of his hands to his shoulder blades, each scale imbued with explosive power.

His eyes turned completely golden, reflecting the figure of Golden Crocodile Douluo within them.

"Teacher Golden Crocodile, please!"

Before the words had even faded, Golden Crocodile Douluo was already before him.

The giant golden claw tore through the air, creating a shrill whistle as it aimed straight for Huo Yuhao's chest.

He had not used any Soul Skills for this strike, but based on his physical strength alone, even a Titled Douluo could not withstand a single blow from him.

But Huo Yuhao could.

Huo Yuhao did not dodge or evade, meeting the strike with his right fist.

Fist and claw collided, setting off a wave of air.

"BOOM!!"

The ground of the arena cracked instantly, spiderweb-like fissures spreading in all directions.

Huo Yuhao's feet sank deep into the ground, yet he did not retreat a single step.

"Good! Your physical body has grown stronger again, kid!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed heartily, his tail sweeping horizontally like a giant golden whip, lashing straight toward Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao leaped up, flipping in mid-air, his legs acting like whips as he kicked toward Golden Crocodile Douluo's head.

Golden Crocodile Douluo raised his arms to block; every kick that landed caused his massive frame to tremble slightly.

Huo Yuhao's figure left behind trails of afterimages across the arena; fists, elbows, knees, and legs—every part of him became a weapon, attacking the vital points all over Golden Crocodile Douluo's body.

Golden Crocodile Douluo countered attack with attack, his giant golden claws and the black dragon scales colliding repeatedly, sparks flying everywhere.

There were no flashy Soul Skills in their battle; it was a pure, extreme collision of strength and technique.

"Bang!"

Huo Yuhao's fist landed on Golden Crocodile Douluo's chest; despite being small, the fist left a clear indentation on the scales.

At the same time, Golden Crocodile Douluo's giant claw slapped Huo Yuhao's shoulder, slamming him into the ground.

As the dust settled, Huo Yuhao climbed out of the crater, yet there was not a single scratch on him.

"This Ancestral Dragon Spirit of yours is truly overbearing."

Golden Crocodile Douluo did not continue; the previous exchange was already the limit of what he could endure.

His Golden Crocodile King was a top-tier beast Martial Soul, and he himself was a peak 98th-level Douluo, yet he could not hold out for long against Huo Yuhao in his Martial Soul Avatar state.

One could only imagine how pathetic other beast Martial Souls would appear when encountering Huo Yuhao.

Merely resisting the pressure emanating from his Martial Soul, along with the sense of submission rising from the depths of one's heart, required a great deal of effort.

Over these past six months of training and combat, combined with the medicinal baths provided by the Golden Crocodile Douluo's family, Huo Yuhao's physical strength had been increasing at an incredible speed.

Even at only eight years old, Huo Yuhao was already capable of contending with a 98th-level peak Douluo while in his Martial Soul Avatar state.

It was a level of absurdity that even the well-informed Golden Crocodile Douluo and Qian Daoliu had to acknowledge.

Perhaps it was because his physical body was so formidable that, despite being only a Grand Spirit Master, the Soul Power required for him to level up was on par with that of a Spirit Douluo.

However, a low rank did not mean Huo Yuhao was weak.

The number of his Soul Skills was already at the level of a Spirit Douluo.

Not to mention his body and combat talent, which could go head-to-head with a Titled Douluo.

If Huo Yuhao were to participate in the Spirit Master Tournament a year from now, it would simply be bullying children.

If Huo Yuhao had even a shred more ambition, by the time he reached adulthood, this entire Douluo Continent would have to bear the surname Huo.

Upon exiting the Offering Hall, Huo Yuhao saw Guangling Douluo waiting at the foot of the mountain.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Seeing Guangling Douluo, Huo Yuhao casually took out a grilled fish and handed it over.

"Do you think I only come to you for food every time?"

Guangling Douluo looked at Huo Yuhao with dissatisfaction, though his hand honestly reached out and took the grilled fish.

"I am here under the orders of His Holiness the Pope to wait for you, so that you may head to the Pope's Palace immediately after leaving the Offering Hall."

Huo Yuhao did not find this strange, assuming only that his Senior Brother had encountered some matter that required his counsel.

He wondered if his Senior Brother had implemented the plan he had suggested earlier; he had just happened to think of someone quite suitable for the task.

Huo Yuhao did not require any announcement to enter the Pope's Palace.

The spirit masters standing guard outside opened the doors for him the moment they saw him.

Qian Xunji was currently behind his desk handling official business, but upon hearing the sound, he immediately set his brush down on the table.

"Yuhao, you've finally arrived."

Huo Yuhao's attention, however, was not on his Senior Brother, but on another person in the hall: a young girl standing there obediently.

The girl had dry, frizzy reddish-brown hair and a petite, thin frame. She wore an old but very clean long dress and sat on a chair, looking somewhat uneasy.

At this point in time, a young girl of this age...

Could she really be the love-struck Bibi Dong from the original story?

Qian Xunji's words confirmed Huo Yuhao's suspicion.

"Yuhao, let me introduce you. Her name is Bibi Dong. She is a genius discovered by our Spirit Hall spirit masters. Like you, she possesses twin spirits and innate full spirit power."

"I have already taken her as my disciple; from now on, she is your grand-disciple!"

"Bibi Dong, this is the Holy Son of Spirit Hall, Huo Yuhao, whom I mentioned to you before. He is my father's disciple. Although he is only two years older than you, according to our seniority, you should address him as Uncle-Master."

Huo Yuhao: "..."

It really was Bibi Dong!

Looking at this somewhat timid, malnourished little girl, one could never tell that she possessed the potential to become a madwoman.

Upon hearing Qian Xunji's words, Bibi Dong looked up at the handsome and refined Huo Yuhao and whispered, "Uncle-Master."

Huo Yuhao nodded, albeit somewhat reluctantly.

Qian Xunji sighed and patted Bibi Dong on the head.

"Her parents were killed by fallen spirit masters years ago, and she was sent to an orphanage under Spirit Hall. She is a child with a tragic fate."

Oh~~

Raised in an orphanage since childhood, his Senior Brother felt pity for her, so he raised her like a daughter and even bestowed upon her the title of Holy Maiden.

In the end, Bibi Dong, who had lacked love since childhood, took the kindness her teacher Qian Xunji showed her for granted, only to find the love she craved in Yu Xiaogang.

How was this any different from White Porridge Sister, who felt the warmth of a home for the first time after drinking a bowl of white porridge?

No, that wasn't right—at least White Porridge Sister actually drank the porridge the male lead cooked for her himself.

Bibi Dong, on the other hand, only ever drank the porridge Yu Xiaogang painted for her.