"Xiao Gang, why are you so certain?" Bibi Dong asked.
"Of course I am! I used the method he revealed, and Luo Sanpao couldn't absorb anything at all. It could only fart!" Yu Xiaogang said.
Bibi Dong looked Yu Xiaogang up and down.
The reason Yu Xiaogang could not use Qian Xunyi's method was because he had gone down the wrong path in his youth. Whether it was what he fed Luo Sanpao or the Soul Rings, he had chosen everything wrong. Now that he was middle-aged, he could not turn back even if he wanted to.
Bibi Dong had explained this reason to Yu Xiaogang before, yet even now, he still insisted that he had done nothing wrong.
What a Lung Mist. What a clown.
After all, a Lung Mist would never admit that he was a Lung Mist, and a clown would never admit that he was a clown.
The Gangzi before her was a mirror reflecting her past. She had actually once liked such a thing. This mirror called Yu Xiaogang kept forcing Bibi Dong to admit that she, too, had been a clown... A wave of nausea rose in her, while her hatred for Gangzi continued to swell.
Bibi Dong's self-control was exceptional. Though she was twisting inside, she remained calm on the surface.
"Xiao Gang... actually, aside from that method for evolving a Golden Holy Dragon, Pope Qian Xunyi possesses an Immortal Herb called the Golden Dragon-Infused Fruit. It can instantly evolve Luo Sanpao into a Golden Holy Dragon," Bibi Dong said softly.
Yu Xiaogang was overjoyed. Forgetting the scholarly air emitted by his maggot body, he sprang to his feet and said excitedly, "I knew it! I knew it! I knew it! Luo Sanpao is fucking useless Martial Soul. How could it possibly evolve