His moonlight and Luo Sanpao

Two hours later, Ma Hongjun could finally stop this dance of his own will.

But by then, Ma Hongjun and Bibi Dong already looked as though they had drunk counterfeit liquor.

The two sat slumped on the ground, grinning foolishly, as though those moments just now had been the happiest of their lives.

They even seemed like old friends of many years now, chatting happily together. Faint yellow flames continued to burn on both of them, but neither paid them any mind.

Their expressions were clearly abnormal, as though something had bewitched their minds.

"Hehehe, Your Holiness. If my evil fire flares up, can I get you to help me deal with it?"

"Hehehe, we're all fucking brothers here. Why stand on ceremony with me? When the time comes, I'll take care of you until you're nice and satisfied."

"Hehehe, really?"

"Hehehe, little fatty, let me tell you, I was once hailed as the most beautiful Holy Maiden in Spirit City. Back then, the people pursuing me could have lined up from the northernmost end of the Heaven Dou Empire all the way to the southernmost end of the Star Luo Empire."

Ma Hongjun grinned foolishly. "Then who did you end up marrying, Your Holiness?"

"I never married anyone."

"Was that because you didn't like any of your suitors?"

"No, hehe, that wasn't it."

Bibi Dong giggled foolishly, not even bothering with the Pope's Scepter lying off to one side.

"I had someone who was the moonlight of my heart back then. I liked him so much, but sadly, we never ended up together."

"What was his name~?"

"Yu Xiaogang. Heard of him? The continent's number one authority on Soul Master theory!"

Ma Hongjun said disdainfully, "Why does he have the same name as that useless teacher of ours? He also called himself the continent's number one authority on Soul Master theory, but someone broke his leg because he botched teaching someone with twin martial souls."

"Really? Yours must be an impostor. Hey, how could the moonlight of my heart ever lead a student astray? Definitely an impostor!"

"Maybe. After all, his martial soul is just a yellow pig, and his soul power is only rank twenty-nine."

It was as though a basin of cold water had been poured over her head. Bibi Dong instantly regained her composure.

"Tell me more about this Yu Xiaogang. Give me the details."

Ma Hongjun did not notice in the slightest that Bibi Dong's gaze had changed. Still grinning foolishly, he said, "He's got a full beard and a crew cut, and he's about forty or fifty years old."

The flames on both of them abruptly went out.

Bibi Dong's gaze instantly turned cold. "What did you say someone did to him?"

"Tang San, the one with twin martial souls mentioned on the Pride of Heaven Ranking earlier, is Tang Hao's son. Because he ruined Tang San's twin martial souls, Tang Hao stomped on his leg and broke it."

Fury already surged in Bibi Dong's eyes. "My Xiaogang is someone who could put forward the ten great theories of the Soul Master world. Even with his innate shortcomings, he could carve out a path in theory through hard work. How could he be the good-for-nothing you describe?"

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth viciously, and Ma Hongjun instantly came to his senses as well.

"But that's what the Pride of Heaven Ranking said," he said in a small, timid voice.

That retort left Bibi Dong unable to catch her breath, and she immediately roared, "Get out!"

Ma Hongjun promptly swung his backside around and ran out, terrified that Bibi Dong would take her anger out on him.

After leaving, he felt a little frightened too. Recalling their earlier conversation just now, he had never imagined this cultivation method could be so sinister that it could affect even someone as powerful as the Pope.

Ma Hongjun left the great hall and returned to his room, lost and helpless.

Who would have thought that Bibi Dong actually liked Yu Xiaogang? So Yu Xiaogang really wasn't just saying whatever he could to stay alive that day. I wonder if he's still alive in Tang Hao's hands.

But I don't need to worry about him anymore. I'm stuck with such a bizarre cultivation method, and some powerful person somewhere is secretly watching me.

First Tang Hao, and now this person. Why is my life so miserable?!

At the center of the Star Dou Great Forest, beside the lake, Tang Hao was capturing soul rings for Tang San.

"Little San, don't worry. Even if you can't follow the path of life and destruction, you can at least become a rank ninety-nine ultimate powerhouse."

Tang San's heart settled. His father was still on his side, after all. Although he had not treated him well as a child, he had later explained that it was only because his mother's death had left him too grief-stricken.

"Little San, there's a question you must clear up for your father. The Pride of Heaven Ranking said you awakened innate full soul power through an unknown cultivation method. Where did that cultivation method come from?"

Tang San immediately fell silent.

"What? Is there something you can't tell your father? You need to understand that I'm asking for your own good. There's no such thing as a free lunch. The martial soul world has never had a cultivation method that could produce innate full soul power. I'm only worried that someone has deceived you."

Those words dispelled Tang San's wariness, but the cultivation method involved his identity as a transmigrator, and he did not want anyone to know about that.

"Alas, Little San, you're still on your guard against me after all. In that case, I'd better leave. From now on, you'll be on your own, and you'll never have to guard against me again. I understand. I failed to fulfill your mother's wishes and didn't take proper care of you. It's all my fault."

Tang Hao's voice was low, as though he truly felt deep anguish over his past actions.

Tang Hao walked with heavy steps, seemingly about to leave for good.

One step.

Two steps.

At the third step, Tang San finally could no longer hold himself back.

He had been an orphan in his previous life and had never known what being with a father felt like. Although this father treated him badly and constantly abused him, did that mean he could be unfilial?!!

"When parents love me, what difficulty is there in filial devotion? When parents hate me, only then does filial devotion show virtue."

"I understand now."

Tang San dropped to his knees with a thud, his voice choked with sobs and tears streaming down his face.

"Father, I'll tell you. Please don't go."

The corners of Tang Hao's mouth curled up slightly before he resumed his sorrowful expression and turned around.

"Little San, are you truly willing to tell me?"

Tang San nodded earnestly. He yearned for a father's love far too much.

Meanwhile, elsewhere at the center of the Star Dou Great Forest, Da Ming, Er Ming, and Xiao Wu huddled together, whispering.

"Sister Xiao Wu, can that Tang Hao really be trusted? I keep feeling that he's so frightening."

Er Ming nodded too, agreeing with Da Ming.

"Don't worry. He's Brother San's father. He treats me differently. Rest assured."

Da Ming and Er Ming nodded hesitantly, but still looked deeply worried.

Elsewhere, Yu Xiaogang, who was tied beneath a tree, was still gobbling up fallen fruits and vegetables. He could now wriggle his body nimbly, moving like a snake.

"Hehehe, these tree fruits seem to have special effects. Before, Luo Sanpao's farts were lightning-attribute attacks. After eating these tree fruits for so long, Luo Sanpao's farts now carry dark corrosion properties."

"Not one of them is here right now. This is a heaven-sent opportunity. I'll quietly have Luo Sanpao blast the rope apart, then escape without anyone being the wiser. I'm just too clever."

"Hahaha."

Yu Xiaogang summoned his martial soul, and a plump Luo Sanpao instantly appeared before him.

"Aim here. Yes, right here. Aim properly, you stupid pig."

Yu Xiaogang stared at Luo Sanpao's puckered hole in front of him, constantly ordering him to adjust his angle.

"A little farther left, a little farther right. Yes, yes, yes, just like that. Raise it another three degrees."

Without his beloved white radishes to eat, Luo Sanpao had been having stomach trouble these past few days. All he ate were unknown tree fruits, and an upset stomach came all too easily.

Traces of his earlier diarrhea still clung to his puckered hole, making Yu Xiaogang choke on the stench.

"A little lower. Lower!"

Before Yu Xiaogang could finish, another string of foul farts sprayed out.

Yu Xiaogang wanted to curse at him, but could only keep his mouth shut, waiting until Luo Sanpao finished farting before he could speak.

"You stupid pig, I haven't told you to fart yet! Useless trash! If you weren't still a little useful, I'd have slaughtered you for meat long ago. Three more degrees to the right. Hurry up! Shift that pig ass of yours."

Yu Xiaogang had not finished speaking, but Luo Sanpao really did seem to be suffering badly from an upset stomach, and with a toot, another long fart came out.

Yu Xiaogang clamped his mouth shut, the flesh of his face rippling violently in the pig fart as though struck by a force-eighteen super typhoon.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! Cough, ptooey, ptooey!" Yu Xiaogang opened his eyes, feeling as though he had finally returned to the land of the living, and spat out the fruit pit in his mouth.

"Good, that's the angle. Fart like thunder, Earth-Shattering Luo Sanpao!"