Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue: The Pot Calling the Kettle Black

Representatives of the many factions present exchanged whispers, their low murmurs rising and falling.

A disciple who awakened a useless martial soul might have a bleak future, but it was not necessarily a dead end—as long as their Innate Soul Power was sufficient, they could still cultivate.

But this child had actually coughed up blood and fainted on the spot. That was far too absurd.

"Xiaogang!"

Seeing his son cough up blood and collapse, Yu Yuanzhen could no longer hold himself together.

He rushed forward in a single stride, lifted Yu Xiaogang up, and poured Soul Power into his body like a flowing stream.

After examining him carefully, he finally let out a breath of relief.

It was merely rage and anxiety causing his blood and qi to surge. It was nothing serious.

As long as he was fine, that was enough. So what if he had awakened a useless martial soul?

As long as his Innate Soul Power was decent, there was still hope.

Under Yu Yuanzhen's continued soothing with Soul Power, Yu Xiaogang finally slowly opened his eyes after quite a while.

"F-Father..." His voice was weak and confused.

"Xiaogang, how do you feel?" Yu Yuanzhen stroked his head, his tone much gentler now, afraid of provoking him again.

Seeing his father's familiar face, Yu Xiaogang felt somewhat reassured.

"I... feel all right. It's just that earlier, I had a very long dream. It felt like..."

His voice trailed off, but when he saw Yu Yuanzhen's concerned gaze, he forced out a smile.

"I dreamed that I failed to awaken my martial soul, and that it underwent Martial Soul Mutation and turned into a pig."

How could that be possible? I have your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon bloodline, Father—the inheritance of one of the Upper Three Sects. How could I possibly awaken a pig?"

His voice clearly carried across the entire martial arts arena. Every sect representative present looked strangely at Yu Xiaogang, then at the fat, big-eared purple pig beside him.

Yu Yuanzhen's lips moved, but in the end, he did not speak the truth.

Just then, Luo Sanpao waddled over and let out a string of short cries at Yu Xiaogang. "Luo, luo, luo!"

The smile on Yu Xiaogang's face froze abruptly, as if someone had thrown a basin of ice water over him.

He slowly turned his head, his gaze falling upon the fat purple pig. Sensing the faint yet undeniable connection between it and his martial soul, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"H-How is that possible? You... you're my martial soul?!"

"No! Impossible! Get away from me! How could my martial soul be anything other than a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?!"

Yu Xiaogang's voice suddenly rose as he roared hideously, his emotions once again on the verge of collapse.

Yu Yuanzhen hurriedly pressed down on his shoulders, using Soul Power to stabilize the surging blood and qi within him.

"Xiaogang, calm down! It's only a Martial Soul Mutation, but the phantom of a Golden Sacred Dragon truly appeared during your awakening. There is still hope! Anything is possible!"

Though these were words of comfort, even Yu Yuanzhen himself was not entirely confident.

But everyone present had already reached their own conclusion.

Martial Soul Mutations were extremely rare, and their outcomes were unpredictable. Most were malignant degenerations.

A beneficial mutation was already one in ten thousand. To mutate and then evolve once more afterward?

No one had ever heard of such a thing.

It was nothing more than a fool's dream.

Yu Yuanzhen's words were merely self-deception.

Still, seeing him speak to his son like that, the crowd silently let it pass.

"Really, Father?" A trace of hope rekindled in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.

"Yes. Anything is possible."

Yu Yuanzhen forced a smile, but the gloom deep in his eyes could not be dispelled. "Now, let's test your Innate Soul Power first. I believe your talent cannot be poor."

Yu Yuanzhen still clung to a final sliver of hope.

After all, that golden dragon phantom had indeed appeared during the awakening. Perhaps Xiaogang's martial soul was merely unstable for the moment.

At Yu Yuanzhen's signal, the steward had already taken out a crystal ball.

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and confidently pressed his hand against it.

Yet the crystal ball only emitted the faintest possible glimmer of light.

Everyone present understood what that level of brightness meant.

Sure enough, the result was announced.

"Innate Soul Power... level 0.5."

Yu Yuanzhen's voice seemed to squeeze through clenched teeth, every word as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"Innate Soul Power... level 0.5?!"

Yu Xiaogang looked at the crystal ball in disbelief, then at Yu Yuanzhen, before finally turning his gaze to Luo Sanpao, who was crying "luo, luo" beside him.

His expression changed from shock to distortion, and from distortion to savagery.

"I don't believe it! I can't possibly be only level 0.5! It's all because of you! You damned pig! You ruined me!!"

Yu Xiaogang completely broke down, shrieking hysterically at Luo Sanpao as the discussions among the crowd grew louder and louder.

Tsk, tsk.

What a juicy spectacle.

The son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's sect master had awakened a pig martial soul and possessed only level 0.5 Innate Soul Power. This was truly a rare and magnificent joke.

"Xiaogang! Wake up!" Yu Yuanzhen's face was livid, his tone suppressing his fury.

Yu Xiaogang was jolted awake by that shout. He stood there blankly for a moment before suddenly bursting into tears and running away from the formation.

But after only a few steps, his legs gave out beneath him, and he fainted again.

Yu Yuanzhen quickly caught him. After checking him over, he sighed. It was still caused by his turbulent emotions.

He had a disciple nearby carry Yu Xiaogang back to rest, then straightened up.

His gaze slowly swept over the crowd. Though his face was ashen, he still cupped his hands in salute. "My apologies for making everyone witness such a joke."

Seeing how ugly his expression was, everyone knew it was not the time to add fuel to the fire, so none of them provoked him openly.

The awakening ceremony continued, but everyone understood.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had become the laughingstock of the century.

The news spread at astonishing speed, reaching all the major sects in only a few days.

Anyone with eyes could tell that someone was stirring things up behind the scenes. When Yu Yuanzhen learned of it, his face darkened as though water could drip from it.

The Upper Three Sects stood united?

Heh.

What a fine show of unity.

And those sarcastic elders had probably forgotten their own surnames.

Beside him, Yu Luomian could only sigh helplessly as he watched his elder brother.

Meanwhile, within Spirit Hall.

Luo Jiuyou held two swords as he repeatedly swung and slashed across the training grounds.

He had not activated Blood Rage. He was merely practicing the transitions between moves and improving their fluidity.

Qian Daoliu's advice to him had been that if he wanted to wield twin blades smoothly and continuously, he had to reduce the gaps between every move to the absolute minimum.

"Junior Brother! Junior Brother!"

Bibi Dong's loud voice carried over from afar before she herself even arrived.

"Something huge happened!"

Luo Jiuyou stopped, sheathed his twin swords, and looked at the three girls running toward him with a puzzled expression.

"What happened?"

"Something big happened to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

Bibi Dong's eyes sparkled as though she had found the greatest entertainment in the world. "Yu Xiaogang, the son of Yu Yuanzhen, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's sect master, had his martial soul undergo Martial Soul Mutation during the awakening ceremony. It turned into a pig!"

Luo Jiuyou: "...A pig?"

Well, Yu Xiaogang had awakened right on schedule.

No surprise—it was still Luo Sanpao.

"That's right! A huge fat purple pig!" Bibi Dong gestured with both hands. "And his Innate Soul Power is only level 0.5! Level 0.5! Isn't that ridiculous?"

Qian Renxue added from beside her, "The news has already spread. Every major sect is discussing it now."

Luo Jiuyou sheathed his swords and looked into the distance, seemingly thinking of something.

"So... how is that asshole doing now?"

"I heard he fainted twice on the spot, then his father had people carry him back."

Bibi Dong spoke with a hint of gloating in her voice. "But this spread so quickly. Someone must be meddling behind the scenes."

Only then did Ye Guyi speak. "The open and covert struggles between the Upper Three Sects have not been going on for just a day or two. This was bound to spread sooner or later. Yu Xiaogang simply happened to get caught in the storm."

"Those sects were already full of their own schemes. Did you really think the Upper Three Sects were united?" Luo Jiuyou curled his lips.

And according to what he knew, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's sect master was not yet Ning Fengzhi, but his current father, Ning Ting.

But Ning Ting was also a smiling fox. As expected of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—they were cut from the same cloth.

Tsk, tsk.

"Anyway, no matter what, that bunch of trash fish and rotten shrimp can never be our match." Bibi Dong planted her hands on her hips and raised her chin proudly.

Luo Jiuyou: "..."

And this failing senior sister had the nerve to say that.

In the original timeline, she had been tricked away by that Xiaogang before he even reached level 30, even though he was already over fifty.

Tricked so thoroughly that she spun in circles around him.

"Senior Sister?"

"?"

"When you have free time, you should read more. Maybe read some books about preventing abduction and scams."

Bibi Dong: "???"

Bibi Dong's head was filled with question marks as she pointed at herself.

"That's right. Senior Sister is spacey and silly. You're the easiest one to get lured away by others."

Qian Renxue grinned as she pinched Bibi Dong's cheek.

Luo Jiuyou: "..."

Luo Jiuyou looked at Qian Renxue, who was laughing without a care in the world.

And you have the nerve to say that.

For the son of the man who killed your father, you even handed over the two Titled Douluo who had diligently protected you and remained utterly loyal to you, just so he could vent his anger.

You weren't much better than this foolish, failing senior sister.

Luo Jiuyou only felt exhausted.

It seemed that correcting the values of these two foolish senior sisters would take quite a bit of effort.

"Damn it, Tianzhu!"

Bibi Dong immediately refused to take that lying down and pounced straight at Qian Renxue.