I Just Want to Give Every Girl I Like a Home!

Ning Fengzhi looked stunned.

He had long since gathered information on Yu Xiaogang, so he knew the man's Martial Soul was a pig that could do nothing but fart.

Its only unusual feature was probably that it could leave his body, something never seen before in a Martial Soul.

But that was clearly useless. It was still as worthless as ever.

So how could a pig have anything to do with the Golden Sacred Dragon?

Then Ning Fengzhi remembered the Martial Soul Fusion Skill used by Yu Xiaogang, Flender, and Liu Erlong: the Golden Sacred Dragon.

Now that he thought about it, one had a Fire Dragon Martial Soul, another a Cat Owl, and the last a pig. The three Martial Souls had no apparent connection.

So why did their Martial Soul Fusion Skill produce a Golden Sacred Dragon?

Ning Fengzhi had seen plenty of Martial Soul Fusion Skills. Every one of them had some discernible basis and was tied to the attributes of the Martial Souls involved.

The Hell White Tiger, unique to the Star Luo Royal Family and the Netherworld Zhu Family, was one example.

The Fire Dragon Martial Soul could be linked to the Golden Sacred Dragon, if only barely. But what about the other two?

Besides, the Golden Sacred Dragon possessed a pure light attribute.

Where had that light attribute come from?

Without a doubt, the Golden Sacred Dragon's bloodline and sacred light attribute both came from Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul.

Ning Fengzhi could only think, What the hell?

He had to revise his understanding of just how worthless Yu Xiaogang was.

Good grief. He took a Martial Soul with the Golden Sacred Dragon bloodline and raised it into a pig. That takes a special kind of talent!

Bibi Dong met Yu Xiaogang and even fell in love with him. She brought that on herself.

That hypocrite Yu Xiaogang broke her heart, and then Qian Xunji locked her in a secret chamber... and did that to her!

Bibi Dong spent the rest of her life trapped by hatred and obsession. She even took it out on her own daughter.

To be fair, Spirit Hall treated Bibi Dong very well, even if it was only because of the talent she showed.

But Bibi Dong got so carried away by love that she told Qian Xunji she would be with Yu Xiaogang even if it meant leaving Spirit Hall.

Qian Xunji's methods may have been extreme, but at least he wasn't like Yu Xiaogang, who talked about how deeply he loved her. What did he actually do?

The moment he faced pressure, he didn't dare utter a peep. He tucked his tail between his legs and ran.

After moping for a while, he fell for Liu Erlong.

I despise scum like him most of all!

Qian Renxue's face went deathly pale.

The Angel Clan stood for light and justice!

That was what her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, had taught her since childhood.

Even her mission in the Heaven Dou Empire was meant to avoid war as much as possible and reduce civilian casualties.

Otherwise, with Spirit Hall's high-level fighters, they could simply have cast restraint aside and launched a decapitation campaign, assassinating the leaders of both the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire.

But doing so would have plunged the Douluo Continent into bloodshed.

What her father, Qian Xunji, had done was a stain on the Qian family.

Qian Renxue had never wanted to dwell on why that woman was so cold toward her.

She had thought she no longer cared.

But when she heard about that woman's past,

she realized it was not that she did not care. She had been unwilling—and afraid—to think about it, for fear of being hurt again.

So that was the truth!

That woman had been locked in a secret chamber by... her father. That was why Qian Renxue had been born!

That was why the woman had hated her and recoiled from her since she was little.

To that woman, Qian Renxue's very existence was a reminder of a past too painful to revisit.

"I never expected Bibi Dong to have such a painful past."

A strange look flashed through Chen Xin's eyes.

He had met both Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong.

He had simply never imagined Qian Xunji would do something so monstrous.

For Spirit Hall, it was an enormous stain on its reputation.

No wonder no rumor of it had leaked out even now.

Ning Wen rolled his eyes.

Yu Xiaogang was scum, all right.

But come on, big brother. Were you any better?

You fell for every girl you met.

Comparing me to that worthless Yu Xiaogang is an insult!

I only want to give every girl I like a home!

Ning Wen: "..."

Ning Rongrong: "..."

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

Chen Xin: "..."

Gu Rong: "..."

How could you say that with such a straight face?

When it came to shamelessness, you were probably second only to Yu Xiaogang.

That's why I'm genuinely glad Tang San has Yu Xiaogang as his teacher!

After all, Tang San is a feudal traditionalist through and through.

Even with Yu Xiaogang, Tang San lives by the rule that a teacher for a day is a father for life.

No matter what Yu Xiaogang says, even if his reasoning is full of holes, Tang San follows it to the letter.

And Yu Xiaogang hasn't let me down. He put Blue Silver Grass, whose strength lies in vitality, on a poison-based control path.

That idea persisted even ten thousand years later. The Tang Sect that Tang San founded kept choosing talented Blue Silver Grass Soul Masters as sect masters and teaching them to copy that hypocrite Tang San's Soul Ring configuration.

Looked at that way, the Tang Sect brought its decline on itself. Tang San's Martial Soul wasn't even ordinary Blue Silver Grass. It was the Blue Silver Emperor, the ruler of plants!

Not to mention that Tang San personally stripped away the first four Soul Rings of his Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul later on.

Supposedly, it was to revive Xiao Wu. But who knows what the real reason was?

Gu Rong's mouth twitched.

Yu Xiaogang was ruthless!

As if nearly ruining his own disciple had not been enough!

He had gone on to mislead generations of the disciple's successors for ten thousand years.

And what was wrong with the Tang Sect?

Just because its founder's Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass, they went looking for talented Blue Silver Grass Soul Masters to lead the sect?

Across ten thousand years of Douluo Continent history, how many Blue Silver Grass Soul Masters had ever risen to prominence?

Forget Titled Douluo. There had barely been any Soul Kings.

Besides, Blue Silver Grass was not Tang San's only Martial Soul. He also had the Clear Sky Hammer!

Why didn't the Tang Sect simply recruit a prodigy from the Clear Sky Sect to be its sect master?

Surely that would have been more reliable than choosing a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master!

The Clear Sky Sect's disciples were at least related to Tang San, however distantly.

Ning Fengzhi quietly made up his mind: if anyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect ever grew close to that walking disaster, Yu Xiaogang,

he would expel them from the sect at once, no matter who they were.

Yu Xiaogang was a calamity waiting to happen.

If Yu Xiaogang were not so useful for making Tang San miserable, Ning Fengzhi would have had him eliminated.

"Teacher, I have something to attend to, so I'll take my leave."

Qian Renxue drew a deep breath and tried to calm her churning emotions. Keeping her expression warm and composed, she said her farewells and left.

There were things she needed to investigate.

Tang Hao's son, Tang San, for one.

She also needed to ask her grandfather about that woman.

Think you can slip away just like that?

Woman, did I give you permission to leave?

Never mind. I'll let you go for today.

I look forward to seeing you again!

A vein throbbed at Qian Renxue's temple.

There was that infuriating tone again, as though she needed his permission to leave!