Bibi Dong Wants to Elope with Yu Xiaogang (Please Recommend and Bookmark!)

Spirit City, Pope's Palace.

In a lavishly decorated side hall.

On a large bed that was understated yet luxurious, covered with golden velvet bedding.

Snow-white gauze curtains surrounded the bed, which was broad and soft.

Qian Xunji stood before a mirror.

He looked at the handsome face reflected within: tall and well-built, with shoulder-length blond hair, sword-like eyebrows, and starry eyes.

His mind was still somewhat hazy.

In fact, whoever suddenly became him.

Would have been unable to immediately accept the situation and face it calmly.

After all, just a few minutes ago, he had still been in another world.

Surfing the internet at home.

Unexpectedly, fortune had suddenly fallen into his lap.

He had closed and opened his eyes, and arrived here.

But he remembered that his home wasn't on the first floor!

Still, since he was here, he might as well settle down.

After receiving the original host's memories.

He discovered that this was Douluo Continent.

A world from a novel and anime he had watched.

As a young man of the New Era, Qian Xunji had naturally read the novel.

He also knew about the concept of transmigration.

He had even fantasized about and yearned for transmigrating one day.

Living an exciting life in another world and changing his fate as a wage slave.

However, Qian Xunji had never imagined.

That he would actually transmigrate to Douluo Continent.

And even become the infamous Secret Room Douluo—Qian Xunji!

Damn it!

Qian Xunji felt a dull ache in his groin.

But then he thought about it.

Although Qian Xunji had a terrible reputation online in his previous life.

The time of his transmigration seemed to be before the Secret Room Douluo incident had happened.

As long as he didn't act like the original host.

And didn't cause all those future disasters, wouldn't everything be fine?

And when he thought about his current identity carefully.

He came from the most powerful noble force, Spirit Hall, which was richer than a nation!

He also possessed a top-tier martial soul, overwhelming strength, and was a Titled Douluo.

And he was incredibly handsome!

Apart from seeming a little old, he had no other shortcomings.

This identity of his was practically beyond the ultimate handsome, rich, and powerful man—more elite than any rich second-generation heir.

This was the identity he had dreamed of in his previous life!

After transmigrating, he had obtained it just like that.

It could be said that smoke was rising from his ancestors' graves!

As long as he didn't act like the original host and do all sorts of idiotic things.

With the perspective of a transmigrator, combined with his understanding of this world of Douluo Continent, he could manage Spirit Hall properly.

His future would be limitless, completely bright!

Thinking of this, Qian Xunji's heart filled with confidence.

However, his first priority now was to deal with the matter of his White-Eyed Wolf disciple, Bibi Dong.

At the thought of Bibi Dong, Qian Xunji couldn't help frowning.

Because according to the original host's memories.

Bibi Dong had already met Yu Xiaogang.

She had even used her status as Spirit Hall's Saintess to mobilize Spirit Hall's power.

Using Spirit Hall's reputation and prestige to endorse Yu Xiaogang's idiotic Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul and Soul Ring Absorption Limit Theory.

She had praised Yu Xiaogang into becoming a Spirit Theory Master.

After learning this news, the original host had been furious.

He had gotten into a huge argument with Bibi Dong.

Afterward, he had drunk alone in unbearable frustration until he was completely wasted.

In the end, he had collapsed onto the bed in drunken stupor.

Who would have thought that after waking up, he would be replaced by Qian Xunji?

"This timing is still a little too late!"

Qian Xunji couldn't help rubbing his brow, feeling a headache coming on.

If he had transmigrated to before Bibi Dong joined Spirit Hall and became his disciple.

He definitely would have chosen to send Bibi Dong away immediately.

There was no helping it!

He felt that there was something seriously wrong with Bibi Dong's brain.

As Spirit Hall's Saintess, what kind of outstanding young men had she never met?

Yet she had become hopelessly infatuated with a good-for-nothing like Yu Xiaogang, who had no strength, no looks, and no talent.

In the end, she would rather abandon her identity as Spirit Hall's Saintess and betray Spirit Hall.

Just to elope with Yu Xiaogang.

It was utterly absurd!

Although Bibi Dong possessed Innate Full Soul Power and Twin Martial Souls.

In Qian Xunji's view.

Even without Bibi Dong.

He could even give Bibi Dong to another faction, such as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

With his knowledge and perspective, as well as his understanding of Douluo Continent.

He could still lead Spirit Hall to the summit!

He could even accomplish the dream Spirit Hall had never realized in the original story.

Unify the continent and usher in an entirely new era!

On the other hand, if he kept Bibi Dong in Spirit Hall for the sake of her talent.

He had no confidence that he could properly train her.

If he accidentally buried a massive landmine, wouldn't that be disastrous?

And if he had transmigrated to before Bibi Dong met Yu Xiaogang.

Qian Xunji could have reluctantly tried.

He could have trained Bibi Dong properly.

Even if he trained her into a rebellious disciple who turned against her master, he wouldn't have minded.

But unfortunately.

At the current point in time, Bibi Dong had already joined Spirit Hall and become his disciple.

She had also already met Yu Xiaogang.

She had even used Spirit Hall's influence to elevate Yu Xiaogang into a Spirit Theory Master.

At this rate, the Secret Room Douluo incident was probably about to happen.

It was likely too late for everything!

"Reporting to Your Holiness the Pope, Her Highness the Saintess requests an audience!"

Just then.

A sudden report rang out from outside the hall.

Bibi Dong wants to see me?

Qian Xunji couldn't help frowning.

What does she want to see me for?

Could it be that she made me angry yesterday and had come to apologize today?

"I understand. Have her come see me in the Pope's Main Hall."

After saying this, once the Holy Emperor Warrior who had come to deliver the report left.

Qian Xunji left the room and headed for the Pope's Main Hall in Pope's Palace.

This was where the Pope received his subordinates and Soul Masters who came to pay their respects.

After arriving at the main hall of Pope's Palace.

Qian Xunji sat upright on the throne in the Pope's Main Hall and waited quietly.

Before long, Bibi Dong arrived.

"Bibi Dong pays her respects to her teacher!"

The young Bibi Dong looked only seventeen or eighteen years old.

She wore a light pinkish-purple dress, had a tall and slender figure, long orange-yellow hair, and amber eyes.

Her delicate, oval face was fair-skinned, with a high, elegant nose and moist pink lips.

She looked exquisite and beautiful, with a youthful and lively air.

She was completely different from the Bibi Dong of the future.

"Dong Er, what's wrong? Is something the matter?"

Looking at Bibi Dong before him, Qian Xunji sat upright on the throne and spoke indifferently.

Bibi Dong also noticed that her teacher's attitude was somewhat cold.

But she assumed it was because they had argued yesterday.

Her teacher was still angry.

So she didn't pay it much attention.

Instead, she summoned her courage and said.

"Teacher, I came to you because there's something I hope to obtain your consent for."

"What is it?"

Qian Xunji continued asking indifferently.

"Teacher, I thought about it for a long time last night, and I realized that I still want to be with Xiao Gang!"

"This time, I've truly made up my mind!"

"If you don't agree, then I'll elope with Xiao Gang!"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath. A resolute expression appeared on her exquisite, stunning face as she clenched her delicate fists and shouted.

Fuck!

Upon hearing Bibi Dong's words, Qian Xunji's face immediately darkened, and he couldn't help cursing inwardly.