As it turned out, there was something wrong with Bibi Dong's intelligence.
Bai Ranmo wasn't surprised that she would say something like that.
After all, she didn't think the resources of Spirit Hall had helped her reach her current level. She believed her achievements were entirely the result of her own hard work.
But was that really true?
"Stop calling yourself Bibi Dong. From now on, you're Er Bidong." Bai Ranmo rolled his eyes, at a loss for words.
He gave Gangzi a casual kick. "What normal person in Spirit Hall would take the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul proposed by this waste seriously? Yet you treat them like treasure! With your brains, how could you have gotten this far without Spirit Hall's theoretical scholars helping you? The conflict between your Twin Martial Souls would've killed you long ago!"
She treasured Gangzi's Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul and had fallen for him over that pile of plagiarized theories. Clearly, Bibi Dong's grasp of theory rivaled that of a ripe banana.
No, that was giving her too much credit.
With theoretical knowledge that shitty, there was no way she could have found a solution to the conflict between her Twin Martial Souls!
"You... you, you, you..." Bibi Dong's eyes turned red, and she breathed like a bull. For a moment, she couldn't think of a rebuttal.
After struggling for words, she finally managed, "Xiaogang is not a waste!"
"Sure, sure. Go play somewhere else." Bai Ranmo brushed her off and gave Gangzi another effortless kick.
That went for both Bibi Dong and Gangzi.
Humiliation burned inside Gangzi. Then his expression suddenly froze, and his face flushed crimson.
He needed to fart again.
He kept plenty of radishes in his Storage Soul Tool for Luo Sanpao. On the way to