Philosophy First Emerges
Qian Xunji's words hit the nail on the head regarding what Yu Xiaogang cared about most.
He felt a chill run down his spine, realizing how close he had come to disaster.
It's worth noting that in the previous Douluo Continent, the Sea God Tang San was highly praised for his unwavering devotion to love, all thanks to the teachings and example imparted by Yu Xiaogang.
He nurtured God, and his reputation for unwavering devotion naturally stemmed from him.
Now, his reputation has only just begun to spread within the Spirit Hall, and he can't afford to make a mistake.
But could he give up Liu Erlong? She was the material for the Golden Sacred Dragon Fusion Technique; he couldn't bear to part with her.
Abandon Bibi Dong? She's the future Rakshasa God, and he's counting on her to be a backup plan to help him ascend to the Divine Realm. He can't bear to part with her.
After much deliberation, Yu Xiaogang made a choice: he wanted both greed and hypocrisy.
He simply stood with his hands behind his back and shamelessly began to make empty promises:
"Your His Holiness the Pope is absolutely right. I Grandwet currently at the peak of my career, and everything I research is for the benefit of the entire continent. How can I afford to get bogged down in trivial personal matters?"
"We can discuss personal matters when my name Grandwet throughout the land."
Qian Xunji was inwardly laughing so hard her stomach was cramping, but on the surface, she took the lead in clapping her hands in gratitude, exclaiming with exaggerated praise:
"I never imagined that Xiao Gang Grandwet was so great. His sole purpose is for the entire continent. This Pope is truly impressed, truly impressed."
Yu Xiaogang was overjoyed to hear Qian Xunji praise him to his face.
Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong never expected that Yu Xiaogang would have such lofty ideals.
So, before Yu Xiaogang became famous, didn't they all have to keep their distance?
Inside Yu Xiaogang's room, banners that Qian Xunji had casually sewn were hanging everywhere, and the walls were covered with various badges and certificates.
He looked at Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong inside the room, putting on airs.
"Dongzi, I'm very dissatisfied with you. Do you know that? I've been working hard to overcome the challenges of fusing Martial Soul and philosophy, but you've repeatedly interfered with my efforts. Today, you even got into a public fight Grandwet Erlong. I'm very disappointed."
After reprimanding Bibi Dong, he turned to look at Liu Erlong with a stern face.
"And you, Erlong, you were far too reckless today. Do you even know the consequences of saying such things out loud? Fortunately, my Grandwet is astounding, which is why Qian Xunji was able to let go of his resentment."
Liu Erlong's eyes reddened, and he said with a heart full of grievance, "Xiao Gang, I'm just angry... In our past life, we were husband and wife, sharing joys and sorrows for decades. Does all that affection mean nothing...?"
When Yu Xiaogang mentioned his wife from his previous life, he showed no remorse and said with an arrogant expression:
"The past is the past, the present is the present. Wipe away your tears; this Grandmaster still needs to devote himself to academic research. You may leave."
After saying this, Yu Xiaogang kicked the two men, who were still trying to argue, out of the room and slammed the door shut.
Outside the door, Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong, having been rebuffed, did not have their sycophantic will extinguished; on the contrary, it gradually grew stronger.
When the two women looked at each other, an even more intense spark of female rivalry ignited in their eyes.
Qian Xunji took in the whole scene through his Divine Power, and he felt it was time to get to work.
He immediately summoned Brother Jie, Brother Wei, Brother Billy, and Brother Jiao, and instructed them:
"Gentlemen, the theory of 'Xiao Gang Grandwet ' is at a crucial stage of transformation, emerging from its cocoon. From today onwards, you are all permitted to fully unleash your abilities and provide round-the-clock, close assistance. Remember, you must ensure that the Grandmaster feels the most meticulous 'care'."
The four burly men exchanged a knowing smile and unanimously accepted the order, "We understand. We will make sure the Grandwet feels at home."
Ever since being rejected by Yu Xiaogang, Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong have been secretly competing with each other, as if they were under a spell.
Even though Yu Xiaogang was busy studying theories every day and had no time to pay attention to them, the two of them still refused to admit defeat and continued to compete openly and secretly.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang sat casually in a wide chair, touching the new medal in his hand.
Over the past few days, in order not to give himself away in front of outsiders, he had buried his face in Luo Sanpao's buttocks countless times and sucked hard to suppress the excitement in his heart.
In his previous life, after Tang San a god, although he held various titles, he was always constrained by rules and regulations, and had never enjoyed such admiration.
Overconfident, he suddenly remembered the vow he had made earlier—to destroy the Spirit Hall at all costs.
Yu Xiaogang clicked his tongue. Now, upon closer reflection, he realized that his boastful words back then had underestimated his abilities.
With Yu Xiaogang's unparalleled wisdom, why would he need to go to such lengths to deal with a mere Spirit Hall?
This vow must be changed.
From now on... we'll just need to destroy the Spirit Hall at a very low cost.
After thinking it over again, Yu Xiaogang stroked his chin and shook his head.
Qian Xunji held him in the highest esteem, and everyone in the Spirit Hall showered him with praise. Why destroy it?
When the time is right, with his unparalleled prestige and wisdom, he can simply become the Pope.
In particular, he was deeply fond of his four close friends in the theoretical discussion hall.
During this period, Brother Jie, Brother Wei, Brother Billy, and Brother Jiao were inseparable from him.
They were not only highly knowledgeable, but their admiration for Yu Xiaogang was also boundless and unending.
Whenever Yu Xiaogang casually uttered a couple of nonsensical theories, the four of them would immediately cheer with faces full of admiration, making Gangzi feel like he was floating on air.
The four of them were very close, even bathing and washing up together.
As a theoretical Grandwet and the future god of theory, Yu Xiaogang naturally couldn't appear aloof and unsociable.
The day before yesterday, they were taking a bath together. Amidst the steam, Yu Xiaogang was talking animatedly when the soap in his hand suddenly slipped and fell to the floor with a thud.
He subconsciously bent down to pick it up, and without warning, four tall figures gathered behind him, assuming a strange and unusual outfit.
Brother Billy grabbed his collar with both hands and ripped his coat open with his bare hands, revealing his muscular physique and kingly smile, "Ah~ Stand still..."
Brother Wei wore a black leather mask, a vest resembling a leather belt, and slightly clenched black gloves. He uttered in a low voice, "Fa, Q..."
With a red scarf tied around his head and his body slicked back with oil, Brother Jiao was swaying his hips to a rhythmic beat, glancing back with a captivating gaze and a mysterious smile.
Brother Jie pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and said, "A Gang, nice physique, quite muscular..."
Yu Xiaogang turned around abruptly and was startled to see the strange formation lined up behind him. Completely bewildered, he asked:
"What... what are you doing?"
The four of them froze in place.
A moment later, Brother Jie casually dropped his stance, cleared his throat, and chuckled dryly as he tried to smooth things over:
"Ahem... This is purely muscle memory; I'm rushing to pick up the soap for you."
Look how thoughtful!
Yu Xiaogang was deeply moved.
He had only accidentally dropped a bar of soap, yet his close friends rushed to help him. To have such friends, Yu Xiaogang had no regrets in his life.