When Yu Xiaogang decided to leave Spirit Hall, he looked at Bibi Dong, the Holy Maiden whom he had utterly bewitched, and a bold idea arose in his heart.
Bibi Dong possessed twin martial souls and innate full soul power. She was destined to become a powerhouse who would shake the continent. If he could lure her away from the evil Spirit Hall and into his own sect, would he not become a great contributor to the sect?
Thus, Yu Xiaogang persuaded Bibi Dong to elope with him.
Gangzi had planned it all perfectly: they would secretly elope, return to the sect, and cultivate in secret. Once Bibi Dong had achieved great success in cultivation and possessed enough power to suppress Spirit Hall's wrath, they would emerge and lead his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect to new heights.
But how could he have known that the person he had conspired with, Holy Maiden Bibi Dong, was a woman with a screw loose?
She...
She actually...
She actually told her teacher about their plan to elope, hoping that her teacher, Qian Xunji, would bless them...
Bless them...
Inside the Papal Hall, Bibi Dong and Qian Xunji stood in confrontation. Qian Xunji glared at Bibi Dong with fury, while Bibi Dong stubbornly craned her neck at him in defiance. Neither would yield.
"Dong'er, you actually... you actually want your teacher to bless you and that level twenty-nine trash..." Qian Xunji said through gritted teeth.
"Teacher, you simply do not understand Xiao Gang's wisdom. He is not trash."
"You mean that hodgepodge called the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls, put together by plagiarizing knowledge from the Spirit Hall Library?" Qian Xunji looked at Bibi Dong as though she had to be joking. "That is his wisdom?"
Qian Xunji knew that this work had been compiled by Yu Xiaogang, who frequently visited the Spirit Hall Library and plagiarized Spirit Hall's knowledge. But if one was going to plagiarize, one ought to do it properly.
After compiling for so long, what had he even come up with? What color a hundred-year soul ring was, what color a thousand-year soul ring was, that a son would inherit one of his parents' martial souls... Was that not as pointless as farting after taking off one's pants? Even an idiot knew such common sense. Did he need to summarize it? This was the work he had produced after reading so many books from Spirit Hall? Plagiarizing to this extent was simply an insult to Spirit Hall's ten-thousand-year legacy.
"Teacher, this is Xiao Gang's wisdom."
The more Bibi Dong defended that trash Yu Xiaogang, the more it made Qian Xunji feel like he was about to suffer a brain hemorrhage. Yes, he had some thoughts about Bibi Dong, but he had not even acted on them yet when some blond brat came along, wanting to steal the meat right from his mouth.
Qian Xunji no longer wanted to argue over whether Yu Xiaogang had plagiarized Spirit Hall's knowledge. His voice was low and full of pained regret as he said, "You came to Spirit Hall at six years old. It has already been twelve years. In these twelve years, have I meant less to you than the two years you have known that trash? Have you forgotten your identity? You are Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden—"
Bibi Dong still failed to understand and asked with complete certainty, "Teacher, can I not be both Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden and Xiao Gang's wife?"
"What status does Yu Xiaogang have? He is the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's sect master," Qian Xunji said. "If you become his wife, will you still belong to Spirit Hall? Do you want Spirit Hall to raise you for nothing, then hand you over to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and become the laughingstock of the world?"
Hearing this, Bibi Dong became angry as well. "Just as Xiao Gang said, you only value my talent, which is why you nurtured me. Only Xiao Gang is sincere toward me."
"Impudence!" Qian Xunji roared. "Bibi Dong, as a member of Spirit Hall, I will never allow that trash to lure you away." At that moment, Qian Xunji had made up his mind.
"Teacher, Xiao Gang said that Dong'er is an independent woman with her own thoughts and will, and the right to pursue her own love. Since Teacher refuses to let Dong'er be with Xiao Gang, then Dong'er chooses to leave Spirit Hall."
"Heh... hehehe..." Qian Xunji rose to his feet and walked toward Bibi Dong, laughing bitterly in extreme rage as he went.
Only when Qian Xunji's tall figure loomed over Bibi Dong did she realize that something was wrong. "Teacher, you... what are you doing..."
With a smack, Qian Xunji knocked Bibi Dong unconscious with his elbow. He carried her in his arms and entered the secret chamber within the Papal Hall.
Yu Xiaogang stood at the place where he and Bibi Dong had agreed to elope, happily waiting for several days.
By then, he had already begun imagining the scene of his glorious return.
Although he had not found a way in Spirit Hall to solve the malignant mutation of his martial soul, he had still gained fame through it and even lured away Spirit Hall's greatest genius.
With his noble bloodline and Dong'er's excellent womb, once the two were combined, the martial soul evolution he had failed to accomplish in his generation would surely be completed in the next. Even if it was not, the child would inherit Dong'er's powerful martial soul and become a new inherited martial soul of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect Lineage.
Bibi Dong had tremendous potential. After cultivating for several decades, she would become another peerless powerhouse renowned throughout the continent. Once Bibi Dong reached the rank of Title Douluo, he could have her pass her power to him for cultivation, and he would surely break through the bottleneck of level thirty...
At last, Bibi Dong contacted Yu Xiaogang.
On a stormy night, Bibi Dong met Yu Xiaogang.
The once youthful Bibi Dong now carried a hint of a married woman's charm. With a cold face, she said to Yu Xiaogang, "Gangzi, you are merely trash, a Great Soul Master who will never break through level twenty-nine, while I am Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden. We are not people from the same world, so get lost. We should stop contacting each other from now on."
"You... you..." Yu Xiaogang pointed at Bibi Dong, too incoherent to speak.
You actually called me Gangzi.
You actually said I would never break through level twenty-nine as a Great Soul Master.
You actually called me trash. You actually told me to get lost.
You actually dared to look down on me.
Looked down upon by the foolish woman whose love-struck mind he had played in the palm of his hand, Yu Xiaogang instantly collapsed.
Bibi Dong's vicious words deeply stabbed Xiao Gang's fragile heart. Filled with grief and indignation, he roared at Bibi Dong, "Bibi Dong, I, Yu Xiaogang, was blind to have misjudged you."
With that, he turned his head, spun around, and ran away—without noticing Bibi Dong behind him, her head lowered as tears slid down her cheeks.
Yu Xiaogang fled out of Spirit City, only to be intercepted by Qian Xunji in a dense forest.
"Gangzi, I truly do not know where a damn piece of trash like you found the nerve to seduce my Holy Maiden." Qian Xunji drew his sword and placed it against Yu Xiaogang's neck.
"Don't... don't kill me. No, don't..." Gangzi immediately wet himself.
Qian Xunji dearly wanted to kill Yu Xiaogang, but he could not.
Left with no choice, he stepped back and ordered the people behind him to give Yu Xiaogang a vicious beating. They beat him until his nose was bruised and his face swollen, knocking him to the ground, where he wriggled lowly like a maggot.
Qian Xunji spat upon the writhing maggot-like body on the ground and said viciously, "Gangzi, do not let me find out that you are in contact with Bibi Dong again. Otherwise, I do not mind making the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect history."
After saying that, Qian Xunji returned to Spirit City without looking back.
It took Yu Xiaogang a long while to struggle back to his feet. He raised his crew-cut head, swollen with bumps on both sides from the beating, and stared venomously toward Spirit City as he roared with malice, "Bibi Dong, Qian Xunji, just wait. I, Yu Xiaogang, will pay any price in this life to destroy Spirit Hall—"