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Chapter 68: Tang San Stands in the Toilet, Tastes Excrement While Scrubbing, Waiting for His Foster Father to Return

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Tang San's right arm suddenly relaxed, and in the end, he still nodded.

He had convinced himself.

"Fine, I am also a member of the academy; I should make a small contribution to the academy."

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Tang San agreed.

"You agreed?"

Dai Mubai was also extremely surprised.

"I will go now."

Tang San left behind one sentence and quickly left the cafeteria, walking toward the Shrek Academy toilets.

Inside the Shrek Academy toilets,

Tang San found a brush and walked in.

Although there was no strange odor inside, it still made him furrow his brows.

He walked over very reluctantly, dipped the brush in water, and scrubbed hard.

From time to time, splashing liquid would spray onto his body and into his mouth.

"Ptooey!"

"Ptooey!"

"Ptooey!"

He spat three times in a row and rinsed his mouth with a large amount of water before he felt much better.

"Daring to make me scrub the toilets, you all just wait for me!"

"I stand in the toilet, tasting excrement while scrubbing the floor, all to wait for my foster father to return. Once my foster father returns, I will surpass you all,"

"Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai!"

"Wait until I trample you both under my feet!"

Inside the Pope Palace meeting hall, Yu Xiaogang was quietly sipping premium fragrant tea, waiting silently.

In the vast meeting hall of over a thousand square meters, he was the only person there at this moment.

His gaze remained focused on the fragrant tea in his hand; he did not spare a single glance for the magnificent, golden surroundings.

He was just waiting quietly.

The three-meter-high arched door opened, and a soft voice rang out from outside the door.

"You all keep watch outside; without my order, no one is allowed to disturb."

"Yes."

Yu Xiaogang's gaze finally moved away from the fragrant tea and looked toward the direction of the meeting hall's main door.

The door opened, and a woman walked in from outside.

Her figure was not tall.

She wore a luxurious black robe embroidered with gold patterns and a Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown on her head.

In her hand, she held a scepter about two meters long, inlaid with countless gems.

Fair skin and a near-perfect face

made her appear so extraordinary.

Especially the intangible, noble, and sacred aura emanating from her body

made one unable to help but feel an urge to prostrate and worship.

The person who arrived was none other than the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong.

Yu Xiaogang remained sitting there, his lonely left arm gripping the teacup in his hand.

After Bibi Dong walked through the main door, she also stopped her steps.

The gazes of the two collided in the air just like that.

In Yu Xiaogang's indifferent gaze, there was something more: there was apology, there was memory, and there was also melancholy.

Bibi Dong's gaze instantly underwent a complex change.

Although she looked to be only about thirty years old, in reality, she was a year older than Yu Xiaogang.

She was already over fifty, but looking at Yu Xiaogang now, he was like his father—already a middle-aged or elderly man.

Bibi Dong's scepter landed on the ground, emitting a soft "ding" sound that broke the silence.

"You have come."

The soft, pleasant voice easily made one feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.

But Yu Xiaogang's gaze became strained because of this; he set the cup down with his left hand and stood up to face Bibi Dong.

"Yes, I have come."

"Are you well?"

A faint smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face.

"Above ten thousand people, what could be wrong?"

"As the ruler of the Spirit Hall, even the emperors of the two great empires must show me deference when they see me. Do you think there would be anything wrong with me?"

Master sighed, "I know the bitterness in your heart."

"Bitterness? What bitterness could I have?"

Bibi Dong smiled slightly.

"On the contrary, you seem to be doing very poorly. Your right arm..."

She asked Yu Xiaogang with some concern,

"Where did your right arm go?"

"Who hurt you? Tell me, I will definitely make them pay the price!"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang laughed.

As expected,

women are all like this.

He said slowly, "Back then, I was injured by a Spirit Beast and had no choice but to cut off my right arm."

"Let's not talk about this."

"My left hand is still quite good to use now."

"I have always been good at using my left hand."

Bibi Dong nodded and did not ask further.

"What is it that you have come to find me for? We haven't seen each other for twenty years, have we?" The Pope's voice sounded as calm as ever.

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and used a very familiar tone,

"Dong'er, I have come here because I need your help."

"Oh?" Bibi Dong looked at him with some surprise.

"You would come to beg me? This does not seem to be your personality. It seems time really does change a person. Speak."

Yu Xiaogang said slowly, "I remember that we obtained two soul bones together back then."

"They are in your hands; give them to me."

Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, "Those two soul bones?"

"What do you want these for?"

"Could it be that you want to absorb them?"

"If you wanted to absorb them, you would have already done so twenty years ago; you wouldn't have waited until now."

Yu Xiaogang said slowly, "I have taken in a foster son, and his talent is quite good."

"He is not even thirteen years old yet, and he has already broken through to Thirty Level."

"If he obtains these two soul bones, it will be like adding wings to a tiger."

He still exaggerated Tang San's talent quite a bit, and after absorbing these two soul bones, it would be accompanied by an increase in soul power.

Reaching Thirty Level before the age of thirteen seemed to be no problem at all.

A look of astonishment appeared on Bibi Dong's face.

"Not even thirteen years old and already broke through to Thirty Level!"

"Truly a gifted talent!"

"And this is your foster son?"

She repeated it once.

Yu Xiaogang nodded.

Bibi Dong began to ponder, "Come to think of it, I also really want to have a child of my own."

"If only I could also have a child of my own."

Her gaze landed on Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang shuddered instantly.

Bibi Dong wants a child!

But he doesn't have that!

And it is absolutely impossible for him to have children in the future.

This matter must absolutely not be known by Bibi Dong.

The fact that he has become a eunuch is still limited to only Tang San and that doctor knowing.

He quickly pulled the topic back.

"Dong'er, what about those two soul bones? Give them to me."

Bibi Dong nodded and did not refuse, taking the two soul bones out from her own Soul Guidance Storage Bracelet.

These two were the left and right leg bones, and they just happened to have dropped from a plant-type Spirit Beast.

Yu Xiaogang took the two soul bones, nodded with satisfaction, and stored them in his own Soul Guidance Storage Bracelet.

"I have one more question."

"You speak?"

"I want to know how you overcame the difficulty of Twin Martial Souls back then."

Bibi Dong's pupils contracted violently.

She did not know how many years it had been since she last heard the four words "Twin Martial Souls."

"You are not a Twin Martial Souls user, why do you want to know this? What meaning does this have for you?"

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