Douluo's Demon Blade Thousand Blades and the Original Martial Soul

Chapter 180 Past Feuds

Bibi Dong's scepter fell to the ground with a soft tinkling sound.

"You've come." The gentle and pleasant voice easily gives people a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze.

Yu Xiaogang placed his hands on the table in front of him and stood up. "Yes, I'm here. How are you?"

Bibi Dong smiled faintly. "What's wrong with being above ten thousand people? As the ruler of the Spirit Hall, even the emperors of two great empires have to show me respect. Do you think there's anything wrong with that?"

Yu Xiaogang sighed, "Bibi Dong, I know the bitterness in your heart."

"Bibi Dong? If you hadn't told me, I would have almost forgotten that name. Please call me Pope, or Your Majesty. I am no longer the naive Bibi Dong I once was."

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope." Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted slightly, and a trace of pain flowed from his eyes. He turned around, walked to the spot where he had been sitting, held a cup of tea, and seemed to be lost in his memories.

Watching Yu Xiaogang's retreating figure, the indifference in Bibi Dong's eyes disappeared, and a hint of reluctance flashed across her eyes. She lifted her foot, seemingly wanting to step forward, but ultimately stopped herself.

"What brings you here? It's been twenty years since we last met." The Pope's voice remained as calm as ever.

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, suppressing his turbulent emotions, and regained his indifferent expression. "Your Holiness, I have come here with a request."

"Oh?" Bibi Dong looked at Yu Xiaogang with some surprise. "You've come to beg me? This doesn't seem like you. It seems time really does change a person. Go ahead and tell me."

"Your Holiness, I would like to know how you overcame the challenge of having twin martial souls."

Bibi Dong's pupils contracted slightly, and she said calmly, "You don't need to know this. What's the point to you?"

"I've taken on a disciple who has been cultivating with me for seven or eight years. Fortunately, he possesses the same twin martial souls as you. This child is exceptionally talented, and I hope to nurture him into a powerful figure," Yu Xiaogang said.

"Why should I help you? So that you can train a powerful person to oppose me?" Bibi Dong's voice suddenly turned cold.

Yu Xiaogang said in a deep voice, "No, if you are willing to tell me how you did it back then, I can assure you that my disciple will never oppose the Spirit Hall in his life."

Bibi Dong smiled slightly. "So, there are things even a theoretical master like you doesn't know. Yu Xiaogang, you're too late. Just a few days ago, I sent people to ambush the Heaven Dou Empire's participating teams on their inevitable route. The target was your disciple Tang San, who came from the Clear Sky Sect. So, you don't need to know the secret of twin martial souls."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's body trembled violently. He whirled around, glaring at Bibi Dong. "What did you say?"

Bibi Dong said calmly, "Platform Bishop Salas sent a message that a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect has appeared, possessing extraordinary talent. At such a young age, he has already broken through level forty, has twin martial souls, and possesses an external soul bone. He is close to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Heaven Dou Empire. Such a person cannot be used by our Spirit Hall, so the only option is to eliminate him."

"You..." Yu Xiaogang suddenly stepped forward, grabbing Bibi Dong's shoulders with both hands. His eyes were instantly filled with blood, and his whole body was trembling violently.

Whether Yu Xiaogang's previous expressions were genuine or not, this time he was truly expressing his true feelings.

How could he not be grieved when his disciple, whom he had taught for many years, was suddenly informed of his death by Bibi Dong just before his martial spirit theory was about to be verified?

Looking at Yu Xiaogang's ferocious gaze, Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment. "Is he really that important to you?"

With Bibi Dong's strength, she could easily overthrow Yu Xiaogang, but she didn't. Instead, she let Yu Xiaogang's burning hands grip her shoulders firmly.

Yu Xiaogang's breathing became heavy, and he roared, word by word, "Bibi Dong, listen to me clearly. If anything happens to Tang San, I will destroy the Spirit Hall at all costs. I have no children of my own, and he is like my son."

Feeling Yu Xiaogang's breath, Bibi Dong's face flushed slightly, and she said breathlessly, "Yu Xiaogang, you can be anxious too."

Do you even remember how you left me back then? For your own sister? How ridiculous, how utterly ridiculous.

You actually refused to accept me because of your own sister. I was able to become Pope thanks to you, but I hate you. You are the person I hate most in my life.

"I want to make you suffer. I'll not only kill your disciple, but also Liu Erlong. No, I won't kill her. I'll torture her and make you suffer."

Bibi Dong's emotions became visibly agitated, and her eyes turned as cold as a venomous snake.

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door.

"Get out! Didn't I say that no one is to disturb us without my permission?" the Pope roared.

Those outside seemed surprised that the Pope, who was usually so composed, would lose his temper so badly. "Your Holiness, two elders have reported that due to the appearance of Sword Douluo, Ning Fengzhi, and Titan, the patriarch of the Power Clan, they have failed their mission and await your instructions."

"What? The mission wasn't completed?" Bibi Dong's expression changed, and she looked sharply at the Grandmaster. "Your disciple seems to have had quite a bit of luck."

Yu Xiaogang paused, the red in his eyes gradually fading. He released his grip on Bibi Dong's shoulders, and as his emotions calmed, he said to her, "You sent someone to kill Tang San, probably not just because of his talent. With the Spirit Hall's strength, would they fear a mere Soul Master? If I'm not mistaken, it was because of his father, wasn't it?"

"You're still as clever as ever. Go away, I don't want to see you again."

Yu Xiaogang nodded silently and walked towards the gate. When he reached the gate and grasped the handle, he suddenly stopped and said softly, "Twenty years have passed, Bibi Dong. You are still so beautiful, but I have grown old. If it were you whose life was threatened today, I would have reacted the same way. After all, you are the first person I have ever loved."

"You're talking nonsense." The Pope's body trembled violently. "You can love? You're not worthy to say that word. If you loved me, would you leave me? Would you rather be with your own sister? You bastard, get out of here!"

"You shouldn't ask me why I left you; you should ask the dead Pope. Cold-hearted and heartless—that's the word you'll always use to describe me."

"Think what you will, but I'll say it again: if Tang San dies at the hands of the Spirit Hall, then I will avenge him at all costs. Bibi Dong, this is the last time I'll call you that. Since you've sent people to attack Tang San, let's end our friendship here."

Yu Xiaogang flung open the door and strode away.

"Is this fate playing tricks on us? Xiaogang, the bond between us, the bond between us..."

(End of this chapter)