"You should go prove your worth to me," Tang San said. "Get my Eight-Spider Lance back."
Yu Xiaogang stood up, staring straight at Tang San with rapid breaths as he pressed, "Then if I get the Eight-Spider Lance Soul Bone back for you, will you willingly acknowledge me as your master? Will you give me the Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma, a Divine Blood Baptism, take me to the God Realm, and arrange for me to become a god?"
Hearing Yu Xiaogang's final words, Tang San's pupils contracted. He had thought Yu Xiaogang's ambitions ended with reaching the God Realm. Never had he expected this Gangzi, having lived another lifetime, to have ambitions swollen to the point of wanting to become a god. Outrageous. Was godhood something Lung Mist, who could not break through level 29 on his own in an entire lifetime, could covet?
Tang San said mockingly, "Gangzi, dream on. That Soul Bone was mine to begin with. If you fail to bring it back, then none of the things I mentioned will have anything to do with you in this lifetime. Only if you can take back the Soul Bone that belongs to me from Bibi Dong will I seriously consider giving you the Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma, a Divine Blood Baptism, and helping you become a god. As for whether I will actually do so in the end, that depends on your future performance."
"Fine!" Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and simply wrapped his wound with gauze. "Your master will risk everything and go find Bibi Dong to get the Soul Bone back for you."
Of course, aside from retrieving the Soul Bone for Tang San, Gangzi had another purpose: to test whether Bibi Dong was truly loyal to him. She loves me so much. Doesn't she know