Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 115 Qianxunji is furious, Yu Xiaogang vomits blood and leaks urine
The night in the Coconut Grove City grew thicker, and the moon rose gradually in the sky.

Thousands of lights illuminate the entire city as bright as day.

Yu Xiaogang held a thick notebook in his hand, and pretended to glance at it from time to time.

"This lotus lantern is so beautiful."

Bibi Dong stopped in front of a stall and pointed at a glass lamp painted with butterflies dancing among flowers, her voice soft.

At this moment, an extremely discordant voice came from behind:

"My beautiful lady, wouldn't it be too lonely to enjoy the lanterns alone? Would you like me to accompany you?"

The voice was extremely frivolous, and the person walked right past Yu Xiaogang as if he didn't exist.

Bibi Dong has an exquisite face, and even though she has put on a gauze hat, she is still on people's mind.

Yu Xiaogang turned around angrily and saw a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes who was a bit older, waving a folding fan. He stared straight at Bibi Dong without any hesitation.

Behind him, there were two young men of similar build, with arrogant and wretched looks on their faces. It was hard to explain why they looked as dissolute as he was.

When Bibi Dong saw this, she felt a chill in her heart, but then she changed her mind and a hint of cunning flashed in the depths of her eyes.

Bibi Dong took a half step back, hiding behind Yu Xiaogang, and whispered, "Xiaogang..."

There was a hint of timidity in her voice, and her fingers gently tugged at Yu Xiaogang's sleeve.

Yu Xiaogang's heart warmed up, and he immediately stepped forward to block Bibi Dong and said in a deep voice: "Hey, I'm still here."

The middle-aged young man sneered and looked Yu Xiaogang up and down. His eyes fell on his simple clothes, and his eyes were full of disdain:

"Just you? You dare to meddle in my affairs!"

He raised his hand and waved, and the other two immediately surrounded him.

In the dark, two Soul Fighters hid in the shadows, quietly observing the scene.

One of them whispered, "Do you want to take action?"

The other person shook his head and said, "Wait a little longer. These people on the opposite side are no match for the Saint."

In the blink of an eye, Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, gathered his soul power in his palm, and shouted in a low voice: "Luo Sanpao, show up!"

A light purple light flashed, and the chubby Luo Sanpao appeared at his feet, rubbing against his trouser leg in a silly manner.

The middle-aged man was stunned at first, then laughed out loud:
"What the hell is this? It's neither a pig nor a dog, and you dare to show it to others and embarrass yourself?"

The other two also laughed.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned red and he clenched his fists.

Luo Sanpao seemed to sense his master's anger and bared his teeth at the young man, but because he looked too cute, he seemed to have no deterrent effect at all.

Bibi Dong stood behind Yu Xiaogang, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes.

She raised her hand slightly, and a scarlet line quietly appeared on the palm of her hand.

The shadow of the Death Spider King appeared and disappeared behind her, and the terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the three middle-aged men.

The three men suddenly felt a chill rising from their backs, and their laughter stopped abruptly.

The man in the lead saw a ferocious giant spider behind Yu Xiaogang, baring its fangs at him.

His face turned pale in an instant, his legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

The other two were so frightened that they grabbed their eldest brother and turned to run away, crawling and disappearing in the crowd.

Yu Xiaogang looked bewildered, sensing their gazes on his back, and immediately turned to look at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong seemed to be fine, but Yu Xiaogang was a little confused. In just a short while, the three men had disappeared without a trace.

The two Soul Fighters in the dark looked at each other.

Someone whispered, "Why did the Saint hide her strength and let this boy take the spotlight?"

The other person pondered for a moment and said:
"This matter is suspicious. I will go back and report to the Pope. You continue to keep an eye on it." After saying that, he disappeared into the night in a flash.

……

Wuhun Palace, inside the Pope Palace.

Qianxunji sat on the high seat, tapping the armrest lightly with his fingertips, frowning slightly: "Pig Martial Spirit?"

At the bottom of the platform, the Soul Fighter who had just returned knelt on one knee and said respectfully:

"Yes, Your Holiness, that person's martial spirit resembles a pig or a dog, and its spirit power fluctuations are weak. It doesn't look... strong."

Qianxunji narrowed his eyes, turned to look at Yuxiao Douluo and Demon Bear Douluo beside him, and asked:

"What do you think?"

Yu Xiao Douluo pondered for a moment, his voice low and hoarse:
"The Saint is a proud woman, she would never befriend a worthless person for no reason. This person must have something extraordinary to make her look at him differently."

Demon Bear Douluo suddenly remembered something and added:

"Your Holiness, do you remember the news Bishop Russell brought us a few years ago? The Upper Three Sects once produced a gifted disciple named Yu. At a young age, he was able to surpass Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect, causing a sensation."

Qianxunji's eyes flashed: "You mean... the mutant martial spirit of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan?"

The Contra in charge of collecting information below recalled and nodded:
"From the Saint, I did hear his last name was Yu."

Qianxunji's expression relaxed slightly, and the tapping of his fingertips stopped.

He chuckled, his tone a bit playful: "If it really is him, it would be interesting."

Jade Flute Douluo's voice rang out again: "The Saintess has a unique vision. If we can attract such an elite to the Spirit Hall, it will be a great help to us."

Demon Bear Douluo also nodded and agreed: "That is truly cause for celebration."

Qianxunji nodded slightly, a hint of deep meaning flashed in his eyes: "Investigate again and report back, and make sure to find out the details of this person."

"Yes!" Soul Douluo responded respectfully and then retreated.

The hall became quiet again. Qianxun looked out the window at the darkening night, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his lips.

A few days later.

A figure walked briskly through the corridor, an unconcealable smile on her beautiful face.

She hummed a tune and walked briskly through the corridor, her skirt swaying slightly with her steps, like a fluttering butterfly.

Suddenly, a cold yet somewhat majestic voice sounded:
"Dong'er." Hearing the call, Bibi Dong paused and slowly turned around.

Qian Xunji was standing with his hands behind his back, wearing a gilded robe embroidered with six-winged angels, which shone coldly under the candlelight. His deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

"teacher."

Bibi Dong lowered her head slightly, and her gesture of saluting remained elegant.

Qianxunji walked slowly closer, his eyes lingered on her face for a moment, and he slowly asked:
"Has anything happy happened recently?"

Bibi Dong's eyelashes trembled slightly, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and she said unnaturally: "I really can't hide anything from you, Teacher."

She looked up, her eyes twinkling, "He's a genius, teacher."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong gestured to Qianxunji, "His research on martial spirits far surpasses that of ordinary people. He even has unique insights into the difficult problem of twin martial spirits."

Qianxunji's brows knitted slightly, then relaxed: "Bring him to see me some other day."

"Really?" Bibi Dong's eyes lit up instantly, like stars suddenly lit up in the night sky.

"I'll bring him to see you tomorrow!" Her voice trembled slightly with excitement, and even her voice of departure was filled with joy.

Qianxun looked at her receding figure, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Early the next morning, the sun slowly rose.

Yu Xiaogang got up very early.

Judging from the information Bibi Dong told him yesterday, he will meet with the Pope of the Spirit Hall today.

Yu Xiaogang stood by the agreed fountain, constantly adjusting his collar.

He even changed into the most respectable dark blue robe, combed his hair meticulously, and polished his boots to a shine.

Bibi Dong saw him from afar and couldn't help but chuckle: "Why are you so nervous? The teacher won't eat you."

"That's His Holiness the Pope." Yu Xiaogang's voice was a little dry, and beads of sweat oozed out of his palms due to nervousness.

"Okay, come with me." Bibi Dong blinked and smiled slightly.

The two walked towards the Pope's Palace.

The magnificent palace door slowly opened in front of him, and Yu Xiaogang's breathing paused, as if he could not breathe.

The towering dome is painted with a mural of an angel descending, and the gilded pillars on both sides emit a cold luster.

Pope Qian Xunji sat in the main seat, with two Titled Douluo standing on both sides. The invisible pressure made the air stagnant.

"Teacher!" Bibi Dong's voice echoed in the hall.

Bibi Dong walked in with Yu Xiaogang.

Qian Xunji's eyes swept across Yu Xiaogang's body like an eagle.

Immediately, his pupils shrank slightly. When he looked at this genius who was praised by his apprentice, he felt that the fluctuation of soul power in Yu Xiaogang's body was so weak that it was like a candle in the wind!

The two Titled Douluo looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes. It was obvious that they also realized that something was wrong.

"Release your martial soul." Qian Xunji's voice showed no emotion.

Yu Xiaogang swallowed and a purple light flashed in his palm.

A round figure flashed, and Luo Sanpao appeared in the huge Pope's Palace.

Then, two yellow spirit rings floated pitifully around, their light dim, not even as bright as the candlelight in the hall.

……

The hall was dead silent, as if even the sound of breathing was frozen.

"absurd!"

Demon Bear Douluo suddenly shouted, and his figure flashed in front of Yu Xiaogang like a ghost, grabbing his collar.

"How dare you, a loser like you, approach the Saint?!"

The sudden outburst of power from the Titled Douluo frightened Yu Xiaogang so much that his lower body tightened and he couldn't control the heat that flowed out, wetting his pants.

Seeing the elder act this way, Bibi Dong's eyes instantly ignited with anger!

"stop!"

But before she could make the next move, a mountain-like pressure suddenly descended from the sky and pinned her down.

Qian Xunji just raised his hand slightly, and Yu Xiaogang flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hitting the pillar heavily.

Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, looking particularly glaring on his pale face.

"I'm warning you," Qianxunji's voice was terrifyingly cold, "stay away from Bibi Dong."

Yu Xiaogang struggled to get up, and the light in his eyes gradually faded.

He took one last look at Bibi Dong and saw that she was pinned down in the hall and unable to move.

So, Yu Xiaogang staggered out of the hall, and every step seemed extremely panicked.

The most important thing is to escape. I am just a small great soul master, how can I be their opponent?

Bibi Dong is the Holy Maiden of their Spirit Hall, so she will definitely be fine.

After Yu Xiaogang ran out of the hall, Qian Xunji finally lifted the pressure on Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong looked at Qianxunji coldly: "Why..."

She was confused as to why this happened.

Qian Xunji's face was extremely pale. He suddenly raised his hand, but stopped abruptly when it was about to touch Bibi Dong's cheek.

"Go back to seclusion!"

Qianxunji's low roar caused the candlelight in the hall to shake violently.

Bibi Dong bit her lip stubbornly and turned away.

Demon Bear Douluo sighed and advised: "She is still ignorant, please don't blame the Pope."

Qianxunji closed his eyes and said in a heavy tone, "Lock her up for a while."

(End of this chapter)