Crippling Bibi Dong and Taking Xiaogang's Legs!

At Spirit Hall,

Bibi Dong sat in her room, absorbed in the books spread across her desk.

Most of them recorded rare medicinal herbs found across the Douluo Continent. Her gaze settled on one page.

"Nine-Rank Purple Ganoderma..."

"Strengthens the body's foundations, replenishes vitality, increases power, repairs damage to the body's core, clears the meridians, heals injuries caused by Martial Soul abnormalities, and helps overcome cultivation bottlenecks."

Delighted, Bibi Dong hurriedly copied down the entry.

"Nana."

"Teacher."

The door eased open, and a short-haired girl with light brown hair walked in with a graceful sway. She wore silver battle armor, and her long boots accentuated her shapely legs.

Her captivating eyes seemed to look upon anyone with affection—even a dog!

"Pass the order down. Turn over every stone until you find this herb. I'll reward whoever succeeds handsomely!"

Bibi Dong handed Hu Liena the page she had copied. After a pause, she also gave her the books from the desk.

"Return these to Elder Chrysanthemum. He deserves credit for this."

"Yes, Teacher."

Hu Liena dipped into a slight curtsy and nodded.

Bibi Dong rubbed her eyes, changed into a pale purple dress, and hopped onto her bed.

The past six months had worn her out. Ever since Yu Xiaogang had ignored her warning and absorbed that drop of Lu Ming's True Dragon bloodline, his Martial Soul had been all but ruined. His cultivation had fallen back to level-five Soul Power, leaving him no different from an ordinary person.

Yu Xiaogang had sunk into despair. He spent every day drowning himself in ale, letting himself go.

Bibi Dong could not bear to see him like that, so she searched everywhere for a remedy. Only recently, when Chrysanthemum Guan brought out his treasured books on Immortal Herbs, had she learned of this one.

"Sigh..."

Bibi Dong's chest rose and fell as she sighed. How did I end up with a first love like him?

Yet she still could not bring herself to abandon him.

"Pope Bibi Dong!"

Bibi Dong jolted on the bed like a startled kitten.

"Who's there?!"

She sprang up. Her room was gone. In its place stood the Black-Walled Circular Space.

"I've come to collect what you owe!"

Xiao Xiao held her sword across her body, her presence fierce.

Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed. A moment later, she exclaimed, "You're the sister of that boy with the True Dragon bloodline from two and a half years ago!"

She took two steps back. She had known this might happen, but she had not expected it so soon.

This woman had slipped into Spirit Hall, with all its powerful defenders, and pulled Bibi Dong into an unfamiliar space without her noticing a thing.

She must already be a Peerless Douluo!

"My friend, I admit I pressured you that day. But the strong rule the Soul Master world. That has always been its unchanging law."

"Besides, we both agreed to that trade!"

Bibi Dong tried to reason with her. It did no good.

"Since you've already said the strong rule the Soul Master world, then now..."

Xiao Xiao's voice turned cold, and an icy gleam flashed along her blade.

"I'm going to beat the hell out of you!"

Whoosh!

The blade shrieked through the air. With no other choice, Bibi Dong activated her Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor Martial Soul Avatar.

Inside Xiao Xiao's domain, Bibi Dong's Soul Power and mental strength were forcibly reduced by ten percent, while Xiao Xiao's rose by the same amount.

With the balance tilted further by Xiao Xiao's Yin-Yang Complementary Twin Soul Cores, Bibi Dong spent the entire fight getting pummeled.

She switched between her Martial Soul Avatars, searching for the Soul Skill best suited to each attack, hoping to find even the slimmest chance to turn the tables.

As a spider-type Soul Master, Bibi Dong excelled at hiding and waiting for an opening. One strike was often enough to finish an enemy—or inject them with venom.

She was confident her venom ranked second only to Poison Douluo's Jade Phosphorous Serpent venom. But even after the time it took an incense stick to burn,

Xiao Xiao's Soul Power still seemed inexhaustible. Soul Skills flew in every direction.

Bibi Dong could barely lift her head under the assault. She fled wildly around the space.

Bibi Dong: This can't be right. She's cheating!

"National Treasure, suppress!"

The Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron formed a triangle, the most stable of shapes.

Three massive cauldrons pinned Bibi Dong down from above. No matter how many Soul Skills she had, none could help her now.

"I am the Pope of Spirit Hall! If you kill me today, you'll make an enemy of Spirit Hall. You'll have nowhere to hide on the Douluo Continent!"

Bibi Dong was truly afraid. Their strength was on entirely different levels. The woman before her might as well have been a Deity.

Xiao Xiao gave her a scornful smile.

"Save your threats for when you can stand up!"

"Green Xiao Sword, ninth Soul Skill: Phoenix Xiao Soars to the Ninth Heaven!"

The Green Xiao Sword left her hand, a green glow swirling around its blade. Then it transformed into a green phoenix.

With a cry, the phoenix dove straight through Bibi Dong's body.

Blood poured from the wound. Driven to the brink, Bibi Dong switched to her Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul and activated her Undying Body Soul Skill.

Xiao Xiao had plainly held back, though. Bibi Dong did not die.

"I'm sparing you today only for Xue's sake."

Lu Ming had already explained the broad circumstances to Xiao Xiao. Even so, she had never expected Qian Renxue to be Bibi Dong's daughter.

In Xiao Xiao's original world, the history books had recorded only that Tang San inherited two Godhoods and crushed Spirit Hall's two Deities. They had said nothing about this relationship.

At Nuoding Academy,

in the grove behind the academy, Yu Xiaogang clutched a jug of wine and drank with vacant eyes.

"There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters... Ha ha."

"The Ten Core Theories of Martial Soul Competition. The son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's leader... And now I'm a good-for-nothing everyone looks down on."

"Even Little San grows colder toward me by the day. Ha ha ha..."

Yu Xiaogang mocked himself beneath a tree. White curls had replaced his once-stylish crew cut. He clearly had not cared for himself in a long time.

"No!"

"You've always been useless. You didn't become useless two and a half years ago. There's no need to blame yourself, Master."

The words sounded almost comforting, but to Yu Xiaogang, they were a spark dropped on gunpowder.

"You! You did this to me!"

He would never forget that voice or that face.

"Years of hard work, destroyed in an instant! Sanpao nearly died and fell into a deep sleep! I became an ordinary man because of you!"

"Pfft—"

Lu Ming could not hold back his laughter. This was too much.

"I warned you over and over that you'd bear the consequences yourself. You got arrogant and thought you could turn a barnyard chicken into a phoenix. How is that my fault?"

Yu Xiaogang heard none of it. Only one thought filled his mind: Strangle Lu Ming!

"Aah! Aah!"

"I'll strangle you!"

Yu Xiaogang staggered toward Lu Ming.

"Hmph!"

Lu Ming gave a quiet snort.

"You're going to be my entertainment for a long time, Yu Xiaogang..."

Heavenly Frost Dragon Roar Sword, come forth!

A cold flash swept past. Two clean, smooth cuts appeared at Yu Xiaogang's knees.

"Aaagh!"

"My legs!"

His momentum carried him face-first into a pile of dog shit. What a little glutton!

Lu Ming sealed the wounds at Yu Xiaogang's knees with Ultimate Ice and gave him some basic treatment. After all, he was counting on the "Master" for plenty more entertainment.

Lu Ming vanished from the hill behind Nuoding Academy and reappeared at the academy dormitory.

Xiao Xiao had gone to Spirit Hall to settle accounts with Bibi Dong. Lu Ming had another purpose here besides Yu Xiaogang: that hundred-thousand-year-old "hooligan rabbit"!

Even if he did not want her, he was not about to let the Tang father and son have her!