Chapter 2: Bibi Dong: Xiaogang, have you been drinking fake wine?

"Let's move!"

"His Majesty has ordered that all intelligence must be collected in place first!"

The signal was interfered with too severely; before Yueguan and Guimei could even bid farewell to Wei Zhangfeng, the communication was interrupted by the interference.

Glancing at each other, Yueguan twisted his neck and loosened up his body; the muscles on his arms were fierce indeed.

Hearing this, Guimei gave a grunt of agreement, having no objections and being in complete accord with Yueguan on this matter.

Heaven and earth are vast, but what His Majesty arranges is the most important!!

"Your muscles are too conspicuous; it's easy for people to mistake you for a troublemaker. Let's go get some robes to cover our figures!" Guimei reminded him.

Yueguan nodded, identified the surrounding directions, lightly tapped his toes on the ground, and sped off in the direction where Wuhun City might be in this Parallel Douluo World, based on his impression.

Seeing this, Guimei followed closely behind, and the two figures turned into afterimages and vanished into the horizon. It was only long after the two had left that Yu Xiaogang emerged from the shadows in a very wretched manner.

"Is the other end of this vortex connected to another world?"

Yu Xiaogang observed the vortex carefully, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Taking a deep breath, he gathered his courage and reached a hand toward the vortex, wanting to truly feel what this vortex was all about.

With a "Boom," once Yu Xiaogang's claw reached a certain distance from the vortex, terrifying spiritual energy suddenly erupted from within it.

Like a kite with a broken string, Yu Xiaogang flew backward, slammed heavily into a tree, spat out a mouthful of old blood, and his aura instantly withered.

"Cough, cough, cough... This vortex, does it actually require a certain level of strength to approach?"

Yu Xiaogang's face turned red, pondering his own mediocre strength; he had only just obtained the Nine-Rank Purple Ganoderma from Tang San not long ago, and only then managed to reluctantly break through the level 30 barrier, leaving him feeling very bitter inside.

After finally making himself feel slightly more comfortable, he dragged his heavy footsteps and left in the direction of Wuhun City.

Unable to discover the truth of the small vortex, he placed all his remaining focus on Bibi Dong.

Hmph! Just because I, Yu Xiaogang, can't do it, doesn't mean Bibi Dong, this Pope, can't!

Half a day later.

Wuhun City, Pope Palace.

Tuzhu Bibidong sat on the Pope's throne with a face full of frost.

Looking down from above at Yu Xiaogang below the steps, coldness flickered in her eyes:

"Yu Xiaogang, it has been many years; have you been drinking fake wine?"

"Coming from afar to the Pope Palace to find me, just to tell me these Arabian Nights tales?"

"A parallel world? Other versions of Yueguan and Guimei have come to our world? You can actually say such nonsense?!"

Yu Xiaogang was stunned on the spot.

He had rushed to Wuhun City in a hurry from the location of the spatial vortex.

He had thought that after Bibi Dong learned of these things, she would be very interested and might even immediately send people to investigate.

According to his calculations, as long as Bibi Dong investigated this, he was, after all, an Honorary Elder of the Spirit Hall, so getting first-hand information would be no problem at all.

If things went well, he might even be able to rely on Bibi Dong to go to another world to promote his martial soul theories and make himself famous across two great worlds.

As a result...

Without having seen the brand-new looks of 'Yueguan' and 'Guimei' with her own eyes, Bibi Dong simply refused to believe a single word.

"Bibi Dong, do you think I traveled all this way just to tell you these jokes?"

Yu Xiaogang was somewhat arrogant and wanted to argue: "In your eyes, am I, Yu Xiaogang, the kind of person who would make trouble?!"

"Yes! You, Yu Xiaogang, are exactly that kind of person!"

Bibi Dong snorted coldly and said: "The Soul Master Grand Finals are about to be held, and I am very busy with official business; I have no mood to waste time with you here!"

"Also, you, Yu Xiaogang, never visit without a reason. You say you saw these things along the way, so what is your real purpose in coming to find me?!"

Yu Xiaogang's expression turned ugly, thinking to himself that he hadn't expected that after decades of not seeing her, he had fallen to such a low standing in Bibi Dong's heart.

Forcing down his displeasure, he replied in a deep voice: "You know I took Tang San as my disciple. Like you, Tang San is a possessor of Twin Martial Souls, a rarity in a hundred years."

"You were able to overcome the cultivation of Twin Martial Souls; I want to ask you for the method to cultivate Twin Martial Souls. If you are willing to give it to me..."

Boom!!

Before Yu Xiaogang's words had even finished, a soul power suppression like a landslide or tsunami immediately descended.

Bibi Dong instantly rose from the Pope's throne and appeared in front of Yu Xiaogang in the next second.

Her willow-leaf eyebrows stood up, and her red lips parted slightly: "The secret of Twin Martial Souls? Yu Xiaogang, who do you think you are?"

"Also, you don't need to ask for such secrets. I have already dispatched Yueguan and Guimei to intercept and kill Tang San; he won't need these cultivation methods anymore!"

"Next, you can—"

"Get out!!"

Intercept and kill Tang San?

No! Absolutely not!

As soon as Yu Xiaogang heard that Tang San was in danger, his eyes immediately widened, and his emotions became agitated:

"Bibi Dong, what do you mean by this? I knew about the parallel world, and the first thing I thought of was you, to tell you these secrets."

"As a result, you don't consider our past feelings, and you actually want to hunt down my disciple?"

"If Xiao San truly encounters any danger, I, Yu Xiaogang, will use my entire life's effort to destroy your Spirit Hall!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were blood-red; if looks could kill, he would want to hack Bibi Dong into ten thousand pieces with his gaze right now.

Knowing well that he was no match for Bibi Dong, he took a few deep breaths and said again: "Bibi Dong, order your people to withdraw immediately!"

"The more important thing now is to investigate what I just told you—the people who came from the parallel world!"

"According to my judgment, they are not good people; this is the most important thing of all!!"

Bibi Dong remained silent, staring coldly at Yu Xiaogang; when she heard Yu Xiaogang say he would destroy the Spirit Hall at all costs, she felt a strange pain in her heart.

"Yu Xiaogang, do you think I would believe you?" Bibi Dong said.

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists: "Bibi Dong, you have known me for so many years; when have you ever seen me mess around with matters like this?"

"In short, believe it if you will, or don't if you won't, but you must withdraw your people and are not allowed to lay a hand on Xiao San!"

Yu Xiaogang remained agitated, and after finishing these words, he flicked his sleeves and left the Pope Palace as if he were the master of the house.

Bibi Dong's expression was gloomy as she watched Yu Xiaogang leave, the things Yu Xiaogang had told her earlier about the parallel world resurfacing in her mind.

"A parallel world? And he even saw different versions of Yueguan and Guimei?"

"Could this so-called parallel world be a world exactly the same as ours?"

"If that is truly the case, wouldn't there also be an existence of me in that other world?"

Bibi Dong pondered, lost in thought.

While mulling over these matters, she thought about how Yueguan and Guimei were currently more like fence-sitters, making them easier for her to control.

After a long while, she suddenly gave a soft shout:

"Someone, go notify Yueguan and Guimei to return to Wuhun City to see me immediately!"

"Tell them that I have important matters to arrange, and there must be no delays!!"

(End of chapter)