Yu Xiaogang Watches the Secret Chamber Incident Involving Bibi Dong! He Completely Breaks Down!

Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself, his voice as dry as a desert traveler's.

As a Grandmaster of theory, he knew better than anyone what this meant—

It was the dream he had pursued all his life, the very reason his Soul Power had been stuck at Level 29!

Luo Sanpao seemed to sense his master's emotions. It let out a series of "luo-luo" cries and rubbed its round head against his pant leg.

Yu Xiaogang looked down at this Martial Soul, rendered comically ridiculous by its failed mutation, and a flicker of pain crossed his eyes.

"System... what exactly are you?"

He asked hoarsely, staring fixedly at the system panel suspended in midair.

The eerie green glow made his skin crawl, yet the lure of increased bloodline purity was impossible to resist.

Reason told him this was probably a trap, but the voice deep inside him, yearning to prove himself, grew louder and louder:

What if... what if it's real?

Yu Xiaogang drew a deep breath, his withered fingers trembling slightly in the air.

He thought of the ridicule he had suffered over the years, the pity in Flender and Liu Erlong's eyes, and the voices that called him "useless Grandmaster" behind his back...

"I accept the mission!"

He suddenly growled the words, his voice carrying the resolve of someone who had burned his boats.

[Mission accepted]

[Loading footage...]

A blinding green light suddenly filled Yu Xiaogang's vision. When he could see again, a virtual projection appeared before him, visible only to him.

In the image, the figure who haunted his dreams slowly emerged—it was Bibi Dong!

And she looked just as she had twenty years ago, when they first met!

"Dong'er!"

Yu Xiaogang's cracked lips trembled as he uttered those two words. His withered fingers reached out involuntarily, only to pass through the insubstantial image.

Bibi Dong's youthful, radiant smile was just as it had been back at the Spirit Hall Library. Her lively eyes seemed able to see straight into his heart.

Memories surged over him like a tide:

At the lantern festival in Yelin City, Bibi Dong had stood on tiptoe to place a flower crown on his head;

In the glow of the setting sun, the two of them had sworn an oath on the mountain behind Spirit Hall;

And... on that rainy night, she had tearfully pushed him away, leaving him with the sight of her resolute back.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes instantly reddened, and his Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty.

But just then, a blond man suddenly strode into the image!

"Qian Xunji?!"

Yu Xiaogang felt as if he'd been struck by lightning. His blood seemed to freeze in his veins.

Why was the former Pope of Spirit Hall, that sanctimonious hypocrite, here?

Why was he with his Dong'er?

The scene in the image was none other than the gloomy secret chamber deep within Spirit Hall.

Yu Xiaogang's pupils shrank to pinpricks. He knew Qian Xunji all too well—

Back then, Qian Xunji had humiliated him in front of everyone at Spirit Hall and driven him out!

"Dong'er... no... Qian Xunji, you beast! Stop!!!"

Yu Xiaogang's roar abruptly died in his throat. He stared at the image, eyes nearly bursting from their sockets, as Bibi Dong was bound by chains of Soul Power and Qian Xunji approached with a leer...

"No!!!"

A heart-rending scream shook the office windows.

Yu Xiaogang stumbled backward and knocked over an entire row of bookshelves. Heavy tomes crashed to the floor with a clatter.

Luo Sanpao cried "luo-luo" in alarm and desperately rubbed its fat body against its master's leg, but it couldn't ease his pain in the slightest.

[Mission complete]

[Issuing reward...]

Yu Xiaogang collapsed to the floor, like a shell with its soul torn out.

He could feel that Luo Sanpao had indeed changed—

A few fine golden scales had appeared on its bulky body, but his mind was still consumed by the scene he had just witnessed...

"So that's it... so that's it..."

He muttered to himself like a madman, then suddenly burst into a laugh that sent chills down the spine.

"Green light... hahaha... what a Green Light System!"

Murky tears rolled down his contorted face and splashed onto the scattered pages, spreading into dark stains.

The theories he had once been so proud of, the books he had studied so painstakingly—all of them had become the most bitter joke.

Trembling, he snatched up a copy of Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul and tore it to shreds in a fit of madness.

As scraps of paper fluttered through the air, Yu Xiaogang curled into a ball, like a stray dog with its spine ripped out, and let out the suppressed, bestial sobs of a man who had held them back for years.

Meanwhile, Lin Jiang lay lazily on his wooden bed, hands tucked behind his head and legs crossed, one knee bouncing idly.

Suddenly, a familiar notification rang out in his mind:

[ Ding! A Sub-System host (Yu Xiaogang) has successfully completed a mission! ]

[Calculating mission reward feedback...]

[Congratulations, Master Controller Lin Jiang. You have received the following feedback reward: Innate Soul Power Level +1! Current Soul Power Level +1!]

A warm current swept through Lin Jiang's body. He narrowed his eyes in bliss.

He could clearly feel his Soul Power transforming—his meridians had grown tougher, and his Soul Power circulated nearly thirty percent faster.

His Innate Soul Power, which had originally been Level 10, had now risen to Level 11!

His Soul Power Level had also broken through from Level 23 to Level 24.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Lin Jiang stretched, his bones cracking pleasantly. "I'm leveling up faster than a rocket."

With a casual gesture, he summoned the Azure Divine Vine. Its emerald-green tendrils gleamed beneath the moonlight, and faint golden patterns shimmered along the edges of its leaves.

His Level 24 Soul Power surged through his meridians, far more robust than before.

"Grandmaster, oh, Grandmaster," Lin Jiang said, toying with the vine in his hand, a playful smile curling his lips.

"Just like Tang San, you'd better keep working hard and complete more missions. The more you suffer, the faster I level up..."

Insects chirped in waves beyond the window as Lin Jiang contentedly closed his eyes.

Being able to level up while lying around felt even better than splurging on a game in his previous life.

Thinking of Yu Xiaogang's perpetually mournful face, he nearly burst out laughing.

Yu Xiaogang sat slumped on the floor of his office amid the wreckage, his chest heaving.

Tears blurred his vision, and the taste of blood still lingered in his throat after his screams.

Just as he thought his heart was about to stop beating, an unusual sensation suddenly brushed against his foot.

"Luo... luo-luo?"

Luo Sanpao's cry seemed a little louder than usual.

Yu Xiaogang struggled to focus his eyes on his Martial Soul. The next moment, disbelief spread across his tear-streaked face.

Luo Sanpao's already round body had grown even fatter. Compared to before, it now looked more like a pampered domestic pig.

But even more striking were the few golden scales glinting with a metallic sheen, faintly visible beneath its greasy coat!

"This... this-this-this..."

Yu Xiaogang's voice trembled uncontrollably. He scrambled toward Luo Sanpao and gingerly touched the scales with his withered fingers.

A faint dragon's might traveled up his fingertips, making his whole body shudder.

"It's actually real!!!"