Douluo: Yu Hao Pan Tang San

Chapter 290, Page 309: The Second Golden Dragon Fruit
Unlike his last visit to the Spirit Hall, this time Yu Xiaogang infiltrated the Spirit Hall as an old friend of the Pope, and this time he did so surprisingly smoothly.

"Please wait here for a while," the receptionist said to Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly without speaking. After the person left, he looked around at the magnificent hall with his short hair, then found a seat, crossed his legs, poured himself a cup of tea, and waited quietly while sipping the fragrant tea.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was no longer as apprehensive as he had been when he first entered.

The fact that Bibidon allowed him to enter the Papal Palace to wait shows that she was still willing to see him.

Knowing this, his success rate in obtaining the Twin Martial Soul Cultivation Method and the Soul Ring Limit Cultivation Method from Bibi Dong was over 50%. He might even be able to go further and obtain more secrets of the Spirit Hall from Bibi Dong.

After a while, the door opened, and Yu Xiaogang looked in the direction of the door. He had already mentally rehearsed how he should put on airs when Bibi Dong arrived.

However, Yu Xiaogang was stunned when he saw the person who came.

The newcomer was a woman wearing a golden mask that obscured her true face. She had long, platinum blonde hair and a stunning figure. Although her features were obscured, Yu Xiaogang was certain that this was not Bibi Dong.

Especially when you see the token hanging on her gilded dress, which is an angelic token that is a level higher than the papal decree, it means that the person who came is not Bibi Dong's person.

Yu Xiaogang immediately sensed something was wrong.

"I told you, I am an old friend of the Pope, and I have come to see the Pope. Who are you?"

"Yu Xiaogang!" the woman said in a melodious voice, "I am an elder of the Spirit Hall. Now that I have come here, you are destined not to see the Pope today. Tell me, what is your purpose in coming to my Spirit Hall?"

Yu Xiaogang said with a stiff face, "What I'm about to say is confidential. I'll only tell the Pope. I won't tell anyone else."

"You don't need to tell us your purpose. Actually, we know it too. It's because Tang San's identity as that beastman has been exposed, which is why you rushed to find His Holiness the Pope, hoping to obtain the cultivation method of twin martial souls from her before she finds out about this," the woman said.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned ugly, and he quickly denied it, saying, "You...you're talking nonsense. I didn't come to see the Pope about this matter."

"You want to make your disciple famous so that you, as the master, can also benefit from it, am I right?" the woman said.

Touched by his words, Yu Xiaogang's face fell. He explained, "Regardless of how you people view him, Tang San is my disciple. I have no children of my own, and he is like my own son to me. Shouldn't I do what's best for him?"

The woman ignored Yu Xiaogang's sophistry and continued, "But the core of all this is actually for yourself, your unwillingness. As the young sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan of the old three sects, you awakened a useless martial soul, and you can only be trapped below the Soul Master for your whole life. So you have come to my Spirit Hall time and time again to change your fate."

"In the end, you took Tang San as your disciple out of necessity, because you couldn't break free from the shackles of your talent, so you could only rely on your gifted disciple to make a name for yourself, right?"

Yu Xiaogang was once again hit where it hurt, a feeling that made him extremely uncomfortable. Just as he was about to refute her, the woman interrupted him. "Don't rush to deny it. Denying it now won't do you any good, will it?"

The masked woman gestured for her attendant to come out. The attendant was carrying a plate covered with a brocade cloth. The masked woman casually lifted the cloth, revealing a crystal vessel on the plate. On the vessel was a golden fruit, and a dragon pattern could be faintly seen on the fruit.

Upon seeing the fruit for the first time, Yu Xiaogang was captivated, mesmerized, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

He stared intently at the fruit, his feet involuntarily moving forward.

Finally, he saw the Golden Dragon Fruit again.

It had been twenty or thirty years since he last saw it. Back then, it was the moment he was closest to turning his life around. He could have swallowed the Golden Dragon Fruit and achieved a transformation in his martial soul, thus becoming a powerful figure. But that bastard Yu Xiaomen snatched it away.

Yu Xiaomen, thanks to the Golden Dragon Fruit he stole from himself, now stands at the pinnacle of the continent, becoming the majestic Holy Dragon Douluo, whom everyone he meets must respectfully address as His Majesty Xiaomen.

As for himself, he was still struggling at level 29, a line he could never cross. He could only hope that his disciple would live up to his potential, help him make a name for himself, and incidentally pass on his cultivation skills to him in the future. Whenever he thought about everything between himself and his disciple, Yu Xiaogang felt a surge of resentment and regret.

Damn it, everything Yu Xiaomen has now is clearly mine. If only I had taken this celestial medicine back then, people would all respectfully address me, Yu Xiaogang, as "Your Majesty Xiaogang."

Now that Yu Xiaogang has seen the Golden Dragon Fruit again, how could he not be excited? His body trembled, his hand involuntarily reached out towards the tray, and his feet involuntarily moved forward. A deep longing for it came from the depths of his martial soul.

The next moment, an immense pressure pressed down on Yu Xiaogang, whose fragile level 29 physique was simply unable to withstand it. The pressure was exerted by a Soul King-level guardian warrior behind the masked woman.

"Yu Xiaogang, you have offended the Judgment Elder."

Under the immense pressure of soul power, Yu Xiaogang finally awoke from his daze.

Yes, he did see the Golden Dragon Fruit, but so what? It was a divine item from the Spirit Hall, not his, Yu Xiaogang's.

But then Yu Xiaogang made up his mind. Now that he had seen this celestial treasure, he couldn't let it slip by. He had to scheme to get it no matter what.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Xiaogang quickly turned his walnut-sized brain in his flat-topped head and began to analyze the current situation.

“Back then, I was imprisoned in the Spirit Hall's prison, but I was released after only a month. This must have been because of Dong’er. Dong’er still has feelings for me.” Yu Xiaogang offered what he thought was a price that would attract the Spirit Hall: “Give me the Golden Dragon Fruit, and I promise you I will never see Bibi Dong again and will sever all ties with her. Otherwise, as long as I, Yu Xiaogang, exist, Bibi Dong’s heart will never belong to your Spirit Hall. Of course, you can kill me, but the Pope will definitely avenge me.”

(End of this chapter)