Setting a Trap, a Little Trick

Lin Mo's face was now full of black lines. He was utterly speechless. He truly could not understand how Yu Xiaogang, standing before him, could be so thick-skinned.

What? A genius with innate full soul power needed instruction from a Grand Soul Master who could not even break through Rank 30?

Not to mention Qian Renxue. Her soul power was already close to catching up to his, a middle-aged uncle. What qualifications did he have to teach her?

As Bibi Dong looked at Yu Xiaogang, who seemed to be "shining brightly" all over, stars practically sparkled in her eyes. She felt that Yu Xiaogang still possessed the same charm he had in his youth.

Though there was no telling where that charm was supposed to be. He was wrapped up like a mummy, with only one eye exposed.

Seeing the strange gleam in Bibi Dong's eyes, Lin Mo was speechless. He simply could not see what was so attractive about Yu Xiaogang.

Truly worthy of the Continent of Love. Still blind, still love-brained. In that regard, Bibi Dong was undeniably the authority.

The other couples in the original story were at least understandable. The people they fell for were handsome men and beautiful women, and they were genuinely outstanding in talent as well.

But Yu Xiaogang? What the hell was he? He was like a stone in a latrine—stinky and hard.

Qian Renxue looked at Bibi Dong and smiled. She was somewhat happy too, and when she looked at Yu Xiaogang again, there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

After all, ever since she had been born, she had never seen her mother smile so happily. Besides, Yu Xiaogang was someone Bibi Dong had brought with her, Qian Renxue thought.

'That man called Yu Xiaogang said just now that he's a martial soul theory master. Judging by Mother's reaction, she seems to admire him greatly. Could he really be one?'

Yu Xiaogang still maintained his pose with his hands behind his back and his head raised toward the sky, even though the movement kept pulling at his wounds and causing him pain.

'Hiss... It really hurts!'

'But it's fine. Lie low, you two geniuses. Hurry up and take me as your master.'

'Once I use my Ten Great Martial Soul Theories to train you into Title Douluos, who in the entire continent would dare look down on me, Yu Xiaogang?'

'I trained two Title Douluos! Hahaha!'

Bibi Dong watched Yu Xiaogang for a while before shifting her gaze to Lin Mo and Qian Renxue. Her expression clearly said—

Hurry up and acknowledge Yu Xiaogang as your master. He was a martial soul theory genius; only he could teach you.

Seeing that look in Bibi Dong's eyes, Lin Mo felt his anger rise. Was she really pushing people into a pit of fire? Was Bibi Dong genuinely stupid or just pretending? Was she playing dumb and trying to pull one over on him?

"Ah? You're a martial soul theory master? What's your soul power rank? Are you a Super Douluo?"

The moment he heard that, Lin Mo's anger vanished. He nearly broke into laughter as he looked at the adorably clueless Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue looked at Lin Mo, who was holding back his laughter, then at Bibi Dong and Xiaogang, whose faces had both turned dark. She had no idea what was going on.

This silly child genuinely thought that a martial soul theory master had to be a powerful soul master with an extremely high rank. Her first guess had even been a Super Douluo.

It could not be helped. Her starting point was simply too high.

After all, everyone around her who dared claim they could teach her was at least a Title Douluo.

Did they understand the value of having even a soul skill taught by a Super Douluo?

This was bad. The person being fooled had started at too high a level. She had been set up.

"Qian Renxue, what are you saying?! Although Xiaogang's soul power isn't high, his theories are solid and incredibly extensive. Even many Title Douluos can't compare to him! It is your honor to have him teach you!"

Bibi Dong's expression was terrifying. Gritting her teeth, she practically forced every word out through the gaps between them.

Lin Mo smacked his lips and watched the show with great interest.

'Oh my, now even Title Douluos are being said to be inferior to a Grand Soul Master. What comes next? The title of Martial Soul Master isn't worthy of Yu Xiaogang anymore. Why not just call him the God of Martial Souls?'

Qian Renxue was startled by Bibi Dong's intense reaction and nervously took two steps back. She did not understand what was wrong with her mother and hid behind Lin Mo.

When Lin Mo saw the frightened Qian Renxue, his anger shot up at once. He no longer wanted to watch the spectacle. Now, he only wanted to teach these two a proper lesson.

"Heh, Yu Xiaogang, right? A fame-chasing fraud. A two-ring Grand Soul Master, yet you dare call yourself a martial soul theory master?"

Lin Mo's tone was frighteningly cold, and he showed no mercy whatsoever. He directly tore away Yu Xiaogang's hypocritical veil of shame.

Yu Xiaogang's single eye seemed ready to spit fire as he glared fiercely at Lin Mo, unable to get any words out beyond incoherent noises.

"You... you...!"

Bibi Dong stepped forward as well, glaring viciously at Lin Mo as she spoke word by word.

"Lin Mo, you've got some nerve! Are you looking to die?"

Seeing that Bibi Dong no longer intended to keep up the act, Lin Mo was even less afraid. He sneered.

"What? Is Her Highness the Saint going to avenge her old lover?"

"Heh, a genius raised by Spirit Hall actually wanted to elope with the son of an enemy faction? You really had the nerve to do that."

Bibi Dong's face alternated between green and white. She gritted her teeth as she glared at Lin Mo. There was no doubt that she wanted to kill him now.

"If you had chosen someone better, that would have been one thing."

"But look at what you chose. Yu Xiaogang? A pig martial soul, innate half-rank soul power, a piece of trash who can't even break through Rank 30."

"You came to Spirit Hall, copied some books, then dared to compile and publish them, calling yourself a martial soul theory master?"

Lin Mo was firing on all cylinders now, unleashing a merciless barrage. Every word struck at the heart, and Yu Xiaogang was so enraged that he clutched his chest and collapsed.

Bibi Dong's fury had also reached its limit. She suddenly stomped her foot, and a massive, savage, terrifying spider appeared behind her.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—eight soul rings appeared behind her.

Clearly, Bibi Dong had now reached the Soul Douluo level.

Perhaps to preserve her image in front of Yu Xiaogang, Bibi Dong was unwilling to possess her martial spirit. After all, the original work had made it clear that she looked quite ugly after doing so.

"Lin Mo, you sharp-tongued brat—today, you and that bastard behind you will die here together!"

Qian Renxue had already been frightened into hiding in Lin Mo's arms, sobbing softly. Before her stood the mother she loved most, now like a hideous, terrifying monster who wanted to kill both her and Lin Mo.

Without a doubt, this was a tragedy.

Lin Mo regretted it somewhat as well. Not because he regretted provoking Bibi Dong, but because he deeply regretted letting a conflict happen in Qian Renxue's presence.

This would undoubtedly leave Qian Renxue with a considerable psychological shadow.

Bibi Dong approached Lin Mo step by step, her gaze icy as killing intent surfaced.

Yu Xiaogang had also been scared into wetting himself. After all, if the two future stars of Spirit Hall were killed here, there was no doubt that Yu Xiaogang would not survive today either.

"Dong'er, Dong'er, don't! Don't do anything foolish!"

Lin Mo's gaze remained fixed on Bibi Dong. He felt that something was very strange about her now. Logically speaking, with her intelligence, there was no way she had not considered that Yu Xiaogang would inevitably be implicated as well.

Then why was she doing this?

Unless... she had been influenced by some kind of power?

The Rakshasa God!