How Could Trash Like You Be Worthy of Me, Yu Xiaogang?!

However, after hearing the whole story, Yu Xiaogang completely broke down. His face turned deathly pale. "Impossible! This is impossible!"

Yu Xiaogang's face twisted, his breathing heavy, his eyes bloodshot.

"How could my Dong'er be an ugly freak like you? Absolutely impossible! My Dong'er was clearly the Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden, an unparalleled genius with Twin Martial Souls!"

"I, Yu Xiaogang, endured humiliation for so many years, disguised myself within Spirit Hall, and courted your favor—for what?!"

"Wasn't it to prove to the sect and the whole world that although I, Yu Xiaogang, was no good at cultivation, I could still bring a genius Soul Master back to the sect? That through my wisdom, I could control a future Pope?!"

"Years of painstaking effort! Several whole years of my efforts! All of it was utterly ruined because of an idiot like you!"

"Now, your cultivation is completely crippled. You do not even have Twin Martial Souls anymore, and even that face of yours has been ruined until it looks like a ghost's. What use are you to me now? You worthless piece of trash!"

Bibi Dong stood frozen in place, as though a thunderclap had exploded in her mind. Her eyes widened.

She stared in disbelief at the young man before her, his face twisted with malice as he hurled insults at her, unable to believe what she was hearing.

"Xiaogang... You're joking with me, right? You're lying to me, right?!"

"Lying to you? I was deceiving an idiot like you!" Yu Xiaogang looked at her with disgust. "The one I, Yu Xiaogang, liked was the lofty Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall!"

"I liked your peerless cultivation talent. I liked that Bibi Dong who was beautiful as a celestial maiden!"

"Not an ugly freak like you, without even a trace of soul power and with such hideous looks!" Yu Xiaogang snarled.

At the beginning, he had been too ashamed to remain in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect because of his cultivation talent.

So he came to Spirit Hall. At first, he had merely wanted to use the books Spirit Hall made available to the public to refine his Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls, thereby earning fame and perhaps proving himself.

But when he happened to meet Bibi Dong and learned of her identity, a bold plan was born in his heart.

If he could bring this Holy Maiden back to the sect, how shocked and admiring would those sect elders who usually looked down on him, and those clansmen who mocked him as trash, be?!

For this, he poured all his energy into deliberately catering to Bibi Dong's preferences, disguising himself as an unappreciated sage! Clearly, he had succeeded!

He had indeed once been moved by Bibi Dong, but that feeling was premised on Bibi Dong being the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall and the possessor of Twin Martial Souls!

If Bibi Dong's face alone had been ruined while her talent remained, or if her looks remained intact, perhaps he could still have forced himself to accept her.

But what about now? A complete piece of trash, a cripple cast out of Spirit Hall—how could she possibly be worthy of him?

"Xiaogang, you lied to me... You had been lying to me all along!"

"Was all the tenderness you showed me before just an act?! Why would you do this to me?!"

"I loved you so much. I even betrayed the Spirit Hall that raised and nurtured me for you! I gave up everything to come find you—why did you betray me?!"

Bibi Dong broke down. She could not accept that the moonlight in her heart was actually such a person.

Like a crazed shrew, she suddenly lunged forward and grabbed Yu Xiaogang by the collar, questioning him hysterically.

Yet having lost all her cultivation, her body was excessively weak. In terms of strength, she was actually no match for Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Bibi Dong, the disgust in his eyes no longer concealed. How had he failed to notice before?

When this woman went mad, she was actually this ugly?

"Let go! You lunatic! You shrew!" A ruthless glint flashed through Yu Xiaogang's eyes. He used all his strength to viciously slap Bibi Dong across the face, then shoved her to the ground.

"I admit that I did like you before, but that was because you were worthy of me! But now, you are nothing more than an ugly shrew whose cultivation has been destroyed! What right do you have to be worthy of me, Yu Xiaogang?!"

"If I really brought trash like you, with your ruined face, back to the sect, what would the people of the Lineage think of me, Yu Xiaogang? They would only mock me even more, saying I was a garbage collector!"

"You have nothing now. You would even drag me down. What can you possibly give me? You piece of trash!"

The more Yu Xiaogang spoke, the more aggrieved and indignant he became. He could not help shedding tears of grievance, as though he were the victim who had been deceived and received nothing for all he had given.

"Leave... Get the hell out of here right now! I never want to see you again!" Yu Xiaogang said bitterly.

Under Bibi Dong's despairing, vacant gaze, Yu Xiaogang fled at full speed toward the gates of Spirit City.

They could call him trash, call him the shame of the sect, but he, Yu Xiaogang, was no fool who understood nothing!

Now that Bibi Dong's matter had been completely exposed, Pope Qian Xunji had already punished Bibi Dong and might send people to settle accounts with Yu Xiaogang at any time for seducing the Holy Maiden!

This was Spirit Hall's heartland. If Pope Qian Xunji wanted to kill him, it would be easier than crushing an ant.

Even if his father was Yu Yuanzhen, the sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects, that status could not protect him here!

He had to leave Spirit Hall immediately, at once. The farther he could flee, the better. Even returning to the sect would be fine!

"Xiaogang..." Bibi Dong lay limply on the ground.

Dark clouds churned across the sky, and a fine drizzle fell, pattering against Bibi Dong's fragile body.

Watching the figure she had once regarded as her entire life desperately flee from her like a homeless dog, all light gradually faded from her eyes.

She raised her head and let the rain soak her. "Ridiculous... How ridiculous... ridiculous..."

"I actually defied my teacher and betrayed the Spirit Hall that raised and nurtured me for such a hypocritical, cowardly, selfish wretch..."

"How ridiculous! Hahahaha!" Bibi Dong cried and laughed at once, her expression becoming completely deranged.

As she cried, overwhelming grief, indignation, and regret surged into her heart. Two trails of scarlet bloody tears slowly flowed from her burned eye sockets, streaking across her twisted face.

She remained slumped there in a daze, staring blankly in the direction Yu Xiaogang had gone, her heart filled with desolation.

In the past, whenever she suffered even the slightest grievance, even if she had merely cut a finger, as long as she cried, her teacher would appear by her side at once no matter how busy he was.

But now... her tears had already run dry. She had even shed tears of blood, yet there was no one beside her—only the piercingly cold wind and the damp rain.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei, hidden not far away, watched this scene.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! The ways of the world are truly unpredictable. Our Holy Maiden has ultimately given her heart to the wrong man. Who would have thought Yu Xiaogang was such a snobbish, cowardly heartless man?"

Yue Guan looked at Bibi Dong, who lay on the ground like a vicious ghost, and could not help sighing. It was impossible to tell whether he was mocking her or pitying her.

"Yue Guan, watch your words!"

Gui Mei said, "There is no Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall here. There is only the traitor Bibi Dong, suffering the consequences of her own actions! You and I both know His Holiness the Pope's methods. Put away that pointless womanly compassion of yours!"

Yue Guan nodded slightly. "Do not worry, Old Ghost. I, Yue Guan, am not foolish enough to help this traitor."

"The show is over. We should return and report to His Holiness the Pope. As for Yu Xiaogang... he ran quite fast. Leave his fate to His Holiness the Pope!"

The two swiftly departed. Before the courtyard gate, only Bibi Dong remained, hugging her knees as she sobbed, looking so bleak and pitiful.