This Seat Just Wanted to Give Every Girl He Liked a Home!

A look of astonishment crossed Ning Fengzhi's face.

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 trait was probably that it could manifest outside its owner's body, something never seen before.

But that clearly did it no good. It was still as useless as ever.

How could a pig have anything to do with a Golden Sacred Dragon?

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

Now that he thought about it, they had a Fire Dragon Martial Soul, a Cat Owl Martial Soul, and a pig Martial Soul—three Martial Souls with no apparent connection.

Why would their Martial Soul Fusion Skill produce a Golden Sacred Dragon?

Ning Fengzhi had seen plenty of Martial Soul Fusion Skills. Each had an explainable basis and was tied to the attributes of the Martial Souls involved.

Take the Hell White Tiger, the Martial Soul Fusion Skill unique to the Star Luo Royal Family and the Netherworld Zhu Family.

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

And the Golden Sacred Dragon possessed a pure light attribute.

Where had that light attribute come from?

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

Ning Fengzhi could only think, What the hell?

He had to completely rethink just how useless Yu Xiaogang was.

The man had taken a Martial Soul with the bloodline of a Golden Sacred Dragon and raised it into a pig. That was a feat all its own!

[Bibi Dong met Yu Xiaogang and even fell in love with him. She had only herself to blame.]

[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 in hatred and obsession because of it. She even took it out on her own daughter.]

[To be fair, Spirit Hall treated Bibi Dong very well, even if only because of the talent she displayed.]

[But with love clouding her judgment, Bibi Dong 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 endlessly about his devotion. What did he actually do?]

[The moment he faced pressure, he didn't dare make a peep. He slunk away with his tail between his legs.]

[After moping for a while, he fell for Liu Erlong too.]

[This Seat despises scum like him most of all!]

Qian Renxue's face went deathly pale.

The Angel Clan stood for light and justice!

Her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, had taught her that belief since she was little.

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

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

But if they did that, countless lives across the Douluo Continent would be lost.

What her father, Qian Xunji, had done had brought utter disgrace upon the Qian Family.

Qian Renxue had never wanted to dwell on why that woman treated her so coldly.

She had thought she no longer cared.

But when Qian Renxue heard about that woman's past, she realized the truth.

It wasn't that she didn't 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 pushed her away ever since she was little.

Because Qian Renxue's very existence was a reminder of a past that woman could not bear 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 simply had not expected Qian Xunji to do something so monstrous.

For Spirit Hall, this was an enormous stain on its name.

No wonder not a single rumor had surfaced even now.

Ning Wen rolled his eyes.

Yu Xiaogang was scum, no question.

But big brother, how much better are you?

You fall for every girl you meet.

[Comparing This Seat to that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang is an insult!]

[This Seat just wants to give every girl he likes a home!]

Ning Wen: "..."

Ning Rongrong: "..."

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

Chen Xin: "..."

Gu Rong: "..."

How can you say that with a straight face?

When it comes to shamelessness, you're probably second only to Yu Xiaogang.

[So I'm genuinely glad Tang San has a teacher like Yu Xiaogang!]

[After all, Tang San is a staunch feudal traditionalist.]

[Even with someone like Yu Xiaogang, Tang San lives by the principle that a teacher for a day is a father for life.]

[No matter what Yu Xiaogang says, Tang San follows it to the letter, even when it's full of holes.]

[And Yu Xiaogang hasn't let This Seat down. He sent Blue Silver Grass, whose strength lies in vitality, down a poison-based control path.]

[That idea even persisted ten thousand years later. The Tang Sect that Tang San founded kept choosing talented Blue Silver Grass Soul Masters as sect masters and copying that double-standard hypocrite's Soul Ring configuration.]

[Seen that way, the Tang Sect deserved its decline. They brought it on themselves. Tang San's Martial Soul wasn't Blue Silver Grass at all—it was the Blue Silver Emperor, the sovereign of plants!]

[Not to mention, Tang San later stripped away the first four Soul Rings of his Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul with his own hands.]

[Supposedly, it was to revive Xiao Wu. But who knows what his real reason was!]

The corners of Gu Rong's mouth twitched.

Yu Xiaogang was ruthless!

It was bad enough that he had tried to ruin his own disciple!

He had even kept ruining generations of disciples for ten thousand years.

And what was wrong with the Tang Sect?

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

Over ten thousand years of the Douluo Continent's 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 wasn't Tang San's only Martial Soul. He also had the Clear Sky Hammer!

Why didn't the Tang Sect just recruit a genius from the Clear Sky Sect as its sect master?

Wouldn't that be more reliable than searching for a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master?

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

Ning Fengzhi quietly made up his mind. If anyone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect got too close to Yu Xiaogang, that walking disaster, he would expel them at once.

It did not matter who they were.

Yu Xiaogang was an unparalleled menace.

If Yu Xiaogang weren't making Tang San's life miserable, Ning Fengzhi would have wanted him eliminated outright.

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

Qian Renxue took a deep breath and tried to calm her roiling emotions. Still wearing her gentle, composed expression, she said her farewells and left.

There were things she needed to investigate.

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

She also needed to ask her grandfather to confirm what had happened to that woman.

[Think you can just slip away?]

[Woman, did This Seat give you permission to leave?]

[But very well. This Seat will let you go for now.]

[This Seat looks forward to seeing you again!]

A vein throbbed sharply at Qian Renxue's temple.

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