Douluo: Transmigrated as the Silver Dragon King Just After the Dragon God's Fall
Chapter 59

You Actually Called Him His Holiness the Pope

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On the highest terrace of the Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji flipped through the dossier that had just been presented to him.

As dawn breaks and a gentle breeze caresses the face.

On a few thin pages, there is a detailed record of Yu Xiaogang's recent immersion in flowers and applause, and his euphoric state of mind.

Thinking of Dongzi, who had been in a cold war with Yu Xiaogang for a month, Qian Xunji felt nothing but sarcasm.

Cricket Gangzi.

In his past life, he used illusion magic to manipulate this short-haired man at will; in this life, he doesn't need to use even half of his Soul Skill.

With just a few plaques and some eloquent scholars chiming in, Yu Xiaogang could elevate himself to a position of great power, even viewing Bibi Dong as an obstacle to his future.

In the Saintess Hall, Bibi Dong lost her appetite and couldn't eat or drink anything all day.

At first, when she was sulking, she secretly made up her mind that as long as she put on airs and ignored him for a few days, Yu Xiaogang would definitely come to apologize and admit his mistake, just like in her previous life.

Who would have thought that a month would pass by so quietly, Yu Xiaogang not only showed no intention of admitting defeat, but instead rose to fame and became high-spirited every day.

The less she saw anyone, the Bibi Dong's sycophantic nature flared up. Whenever she closed her eyes, all she could think of was that short-haired guy.

After enduring a month of hardship, Bibi Dong finally couldn't hold back any longer.

At dawn, Bibi Dong evaded the knights patrolling the route and stopped Yu Xiaogang, who was on his way to the Hall of Theory, in a quiet room, where she set up a soundproof barrier with her Soul Power.

Yu Xiaogang, with his lecture notes tucked between his legs and several gleaming gold medals pinned to his chest, smiled smugly at Bibi Dong's careful attempts to conceal them.

He knew that Bibi Dong would eventually come to him and apologize.

What woman in this world could resist Yu Xiaogang's unparalleled talent and unique charm?

But Yu Xiaogang was quite dissatisfied with the fact that Bibi Dong had delayed for a whole month before finally giving in.

He secretly resolved that he would have to teach Bibi Dong a lesson in the future, lest she become arrogant and ignorant.

Bibi Dong looked at his aloof demeanor and spoke in a flattering tone:

"Xiao Gang..."

"What do you want with me? The grand meeting of the Theory Hall is imminent, and this Grandwet master cannot be delayed." Yu Xiaogang's expression was cold and arrogant.

Bibi Dong bit her lower lip and said urgently:

"Xiaogang, I was wrong last time. I shouldn't have said that. Although I haven't been able to find the problem between us yet, I promise you I will work harder to cultivate. Maybe once I break through to a higher level, I'll discover the problem."

At this point, Bibi Dong added, her eyes gleaming with anticipation:

"And in a few years, once I successfully break through to the Soul Saint, we can go far away together. Then we can live a peaceful life that belongs only to the two of us."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's expression immediately changed, and he interrupted him with obvious displeasure:

"Dong'er, I'm currently in the prime of my career. Just a few days ago His Holiness the Pope personally received me..."

What did Bibi Dong hear? She was so shocked she couldn't believe her ears.

"His Holiness the Pope?! You actually called him His Holiness the Pope? Didn't you used to hate him the most?"

"People should look forward," Yu Xiaogang said impatiently.

In Yu Xiaogang's mind now, Qian Xunji is no longer an enemy, but an impeccable Pope of the Spirit Hall, and the only person he has ever met in his life.

His Holiness the Pope him with great ceremony on numerous occasions, but also always managed to come up with various new ideas for Yu Xiaogang whenever he felt a bit bored.

For example, he was granted special permission to go to the Spirit Hall Academy to teach the most outstanding young Soul Master in the entire hall.

Although the students below the podium were looking at him strangely, Yu Xiaogang saw it as admiration for his profound talent.

For example, if you ask him to recommend suitable Soul Beast to Soul Master, wouldn't every one of them be shouting "Grandmaster Grandmaster the world?

Furthermore, the Spirit Hall even held a special theoretical research conference for him.

Even when Yu Xiaogang occasionally slipped up and lost first place, dropping to second, he never complained or blamed others. He only felt that he must not have worked hard enough, and in the subsequent discussions, he worked twice as hard to regain first place.

After two attempts, he was pushed down to third place because his colleagues were catching up too closely. He still felt that he had been too lax and had not worked hard enough!

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang became even more excited and proud, gesturing wildly as he boasted to Bibi Dong:

"His Holiness the Pope has treated me extremely well. Do you know what happened a few days ago?"

"Two Grandwet from the philosophical world— Brother Billy and Brother Jiao —made a special trip to visit me, earnestly inviting me, a master of Martial Soul Theory, to participate in the Grandwet."

"I had never been involved in philosophy before, but I casually wrote a short essay for the conference. Who would have thought that on my first time participating in a philosophy seminar, I would actually win fifth place!"

"At the awards ceremony, Brother Billy grabbed my hand and praised me in front of all the scholars: 'Oh my, Xiaogang, you are the next titan of philosophy!'"

"Brother Jiao chimed in, agreeing: 'Yeah, yeah, the philosophical world can't do without you!'"

Yu Xiaogang became more and more excited as he spoke, and he fell into boundless self-satisfaction.

"I am now working hard, studying philosophical classics day and night, full of ambition, determined to win first place at the next philosophy conference."

"You're actually coming here to persuade me to leave? Does that mean all the hard work I've put in, day and night, will have been for nothing?"

Yu Xiaogang turned around, pointed through the window towards the distant horizon Spirit City, and vented his resentment with great satisfaction:

"Look at those mediocre people outside. They used to only gossip behind my back, saying I was a piece of trash and that my Martial Soul was just a pig that could only fart. But in the Spirit Hall, no one laughs at me. On the contrary, everyone, from top to bottom, respects me."

At this point, Yu Xiaogang's face suddenly darkened, and he adopted a stern tone, like an elder reprimanding him, and began to reprimand him:

"Dongzi, look at yourself! What did you just say? That's wrong of you!"

"I'm currently at the peak of my career, and you, as my future partner, not only aren't proud of my achievements, but you actually want to persuade me to give up my thriving career and run away with you?"

Do you even have me in your heart?!

Bibi Dong was completely stunned. Upon hearing that address, she could hardly believe her ears.

"What... what did you call me?!"

"You call Qian Xunji' Your His Holiness the Pope,' but you call me 'Dongzi '? Xiao Gang, you used to call me 'Dong'er,' how can you call me 'Dongzi' so coldly?"

She simply couldn't understand it, and her pent-up resentment turned into anger. Bibi Dong finally couldn't hold back and started arguing loudly with Yu Xiaogang on the spot.

"You clearly promised me before that we would secretly leave the Spirit Hall together once I reached the Soul Saint. Didn't you used to hate the Spirit Hall the most? Why are you talking about Qian Xunji all the time now?"

"Presumptuous!"

Yu Xiaogang's face turned ashen, and he pointed a finger at Bibi Dong, angrily rebuking her:

"Incomprehensible!"

"His Holiness the Pope has treated me with the kindness of a second life; he is a rare talent scout in this world. And you? Besides making a scene here, what else can you do?"

Yu Xiaogang looked disgusted, and after speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's cold and resolute expression, Bibi Dong was extremely anxious, fearing that he would just leave like that. In her desperation, she grabbed Yu Xiaogang's arm:

"Xiao Gang, let me explain, I—"

But before she could grasp it firmly, before the two touched...

With a gust of wind, the unsuspecting Yu Xiaogang was sent flying.

He flew several feet through the air and crashed into the stone wall with a thud.

"Ouch! My back..."

Yu Xiaogang grimaced in pain, barely managing to get up from the ground while clutching his lower back, feeling a mixture of shame and indignation.

His already tense face flushed red with rage. He raised a trembling finger, pointed at Bibi Dong, and began to curse:

"You, you, you are absolutely unreasonable!"

"Not only are you unrepentant, but you even dared to lay a hand on me?"

"Judging from your current mindset and perspective, you're simply not good enough for me. Dongzi, you need to calm down!"

After delivering that reprimand, Yu Xiaogang, his face full of disgust, rubbed his aching back and pushed open the door to leave.

In a quiet room.

Bibi Dong stared blankly at her hands, which were suspended in mid-air.

She was clearly just anxious to stop him, so why did it provoke such a strange reaction...?

Yu Xiaogang, striding out confidently, felt no unease whatsoever; on the contrary, he felt a sense of triumph.

He didn't care at all about Bibi Dong's sulking.

So what if we make a scene?

Anyway, Bibi Dong will obediently come back and grovel before him sooner or later.

Looking across the entire mainland, who could resist Yu Xiaogang's overflowing talent? Once she's suffered the torment of unrequited love, she'll naturally come crawling back to him as his devoted admirer.

Moreover, the inexplicable chastity lock on Bibi Dong's body is untouchable. What's the use of not being able to touch it? In the end, it's just a pretty but useless decoration.

Compared to this suspicious woman, Liu Erlong, with whom he was first a spiritual couple in his previous life and then became a real couple, was far better.

Liu Erlong was completely devoted to him; that was true understanding and care.

Ultimately, Bibi Dong was nothing more than his loyal sycophant.

Even though she cultivated to become a god in her past life, she still longed to grovel before him. During the Soul Hunting Operation, she even wiped out the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect to avenge him.

In this life, he only needs to keep her by his side as a backup plan.

If Tang San ascends to the Divine Realm without taking him along, he only needs to say a few words, Bibi Dong will be grateful and take him with her.

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