Chapter 438: Bibi Dong’s Meeting with the Eunuch Yu Xiaogang (Side Story)

The road extended beneath her feet as the scenery shifted with every step.

The wilderness was gradually replaced by fertile plains; lush greenery quietly transitioned into a world draped in silver and white.

A sackcloth robe fluttered lightly in the wind, covered in patches upon patches. A hood concealed the wearer's face, revealing only a pair of calm eyes.

Bibi Dong was measuring this newborn land with her own two feet.

Since Douluo Continent had been incorporated into the Great Divine Realm, natural disasters had gradually subsided and order had begun to take shape.

However—

the suffering of living beings went far beyond the wrath of heaven.

The calamities born of human hearts were often far worse.

In the remote area near the entrance to the Slaughter City, where law could scarcely reach, chaos reigned.

Fallen Spirit Masters ran rampant here, leaving nearby villages unable to survive.

"Spare me! My lord, spare me!"

"I won't do it again, I'll never do it again!"

Bibi Dong's gaze passed over the kneeling fallen Spirit Masters—

and into the room beyond.

Inside the spacious hall, dozens of women lay huddled in the corners, their clothes in disarray, faces deathly pale.

Three enormous grain storehouses stood like small hills, gold and silver valuables scattered everywhere.

She said nothing.

A glimmer of light flickered between her fingers.

Blood splashed against the doorway.

The pleas ended abruptly.

Bibi Dong took out a crystal vial and dropped a single grain of sand into it.

Inside the bottle, the sand formed only a thin layer at the bottom.

Yet it represented all the good deeds she had done over these past years.

The accumulation was far slower than she had expected.

But slow was fine…

She wanted this world to suffer no more.

Just as she had once sworn to that white-robed youth—

"So long as suffering still exists in this world, I, Bibi Dong, will never become a god."

She arrived at another village.

Here, the mountains were clear and the waters beautiful; the people lived in peace.

This tranquility was owed to the protection of a reclusive sect known as Hundred Herbs Valley.

The valley was home to many support-type Spirit Masters, famed for its production of rare medicinal plants. They shunned worldly conflict and were little known.

But today—

this peace was shattered by three uninvited guests.

"Xiaogang, don't worry!"

Liu Erlong's fiery red hair moved without any wind. The blazing aura of a Spirit Douluo caused nearby medicinal herbs to curl slightly.

"You… you will definitely recover!"

She turned to the people of Hundred Herbs Valley and shouted sternly:

"Hurry up and treat him!"

"F-forgive me… this old one is powerless."

The valley master's face turned pale. Before she could finish speaking, she broke into violent coughing, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"Valley Master!"

"Valley Master!"

Tears filled the disciples' eyes as they rushed to support her, then glared angrily at the three intruders.

Yu Xiaogang's hand trembled slightly as he held his teacup.

His once bristling short hair had grown into shoulder-length locks.

He tried to lower his voice, yet what came out was still sharp and shrill:

"Hundred Herbs Valley is famous for its herbs, and you even possess the Hundred Herbs Pill that can cure all illnesses!

"Why can't you heal me?! Are you deliberately shirking responsibility?!"

He scanned his surroundings nervously, his voice suddenly rising:

"You—what are you all staring at me for?!"

The valley master stepped forward, shielding her disciples behind her.

She was well versed in medical principles.

She knew that castration injuries not only caused hair loss and a higher-pitched voice—

but also easily bred inferiority complexes, eventually twisting a person's psyche.

"The Hundred Herbs Pill does not possess the ability to regenerate severed limbs."

"In this old one's humble opinion…"

"There may be three people in this world capable of doing so."

Liu Erlong grabbed the valley master by the collar.

"Speak!"

"The first is naturally the Creation God—there is nothing he cannot do. Such an injury could be healed with a wave of his hand."

"The second is Lord Dugu, who has ascended to the position of Poison God. He commands all plants under heaven, his mastery of medicine and poison unrivaled."

"As for the third…"

"Though I stand more than ten feet away, I can still smell that stench on you that will not disperse."

"For such sinister injuries, there was once a person proficient in this field—the former Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong…"

"Enough!"

Seeing Yu Xiaogang cover his face and begin sobbing, Liu Erlong angrily struck the valley master in the chest with her palm.

"Pff—!"

The valley master spat blood and was sent flying backward.

Liu Erlong's Spirit Power surged around her.

"I'll raze this Hundred Herbs Valley to the ground right now!"

"Wait."

Yu Xiaogang ground his teeth and said:

"First, make her refine a hundred Hundred Herbs Pills. If she can't, then it won't be too late to destroy the valley."

"Hmph!"

Liu Erlong suppressed her fury and carefully helped Yu Xiaogang to his feet.

From beginning to end—

Flander did not say a single word.

It was only after the three of them arrived at the most elegant guest residence in Hundred Herbs Valley that he finally rasped out:

"Xiaogang, back then when Hongjun was gravely injured and we hit walls everywhere in Heaven Dou City, you said that 'seeking medicine and treatment is nothing but a waste of time.'"

"Why is it that now, when it's your turn, you're willing to scour mountains and rivers and search for every possible cure?"

Yu Xiaogang remained silent for a long time.

"My situation is different from Ma Hongjun's."

"If back then Hongjun had received even half the devotion you're showing now, even if he'd been crippled, he wouldn't have died…"

Flander turned and walked away.

That once upright figure now looked bent with age, filled with indescribable desolation.

Yu Xiaogang stared fixedly at that departing silhouette. When it vanished from sight, he suddenly began panting and roared hoarsely:

"What does that have to do with me?!"

"How was I supposed to know Ma Hongjun would die?!"

"Flander, do you also look down on me—are you going to abandon me too?!"

Seeing Yu Xiaogang grow increasingly hysterical, Liu Erlong hurriedly pulled him into her arms and cried out sorrowfully:

"Xiaogang, calm down. Let Flander have some time…"

"You still have me… I'll stay with you forever…"

"Even if I have to traverse the entire continent, I will cure you!"

...

"Is the valley master present?" A gentle voice broke the silence of the valley.

Bibi Dong, dressed in sackcloth robe, clasped her hands in greeting, a pouch of gold soul coins hanging from her hand.

"I am a passing Spirit Master, here to seek a single Hundred Herbs Pill."

Bibi Dong was not seeking medicine for herself.

She carried such remedies so that, should she encounter someone in need, she could lend aid.

The disciples transporting herbs all showed troubled expressions upon hearing this.

The valley master stepped out slowly, forcing herself to return the salute.

"Honored guest from afar, forgive this old one's discourtesy."

"The Hundred Herbs Pill… is temporarily not being sold. You will need to wait seven days."

Bibi Dong's gaze flickered slightly.

The valley master's Spirit Power was unstable, the disciples' eyes brimmed with suppressed anger, and traces of fire-aspect energy still lingered in the air.

Clearly, this place had just suffered some trouble.

"Has your valley encountered difficulties?"

"Perhaps I can help resolve this predicament."

The valley master was about to decline.

That red-haired woman was a Spirit Douluo—she did not wish to implicate this stranger.

But when she sensed the vast, fleeting aura that momentarily leaked from the other party, her eyes suddenly widened.

Knock. Knock.

Knock. Knock.

A knocking sound came from outside the courtyard.

Liu Erlong frowned.

"Is the pill finished?!"

She waved her hand casually.

A scorching palm wind slammed the wooden door open.

Dry leaves were swept into the air.

Revealing the valley master, her face filled with grief and indignation—and a hooded woman in a sackcloth robe.

"These are the two villains!"

The valley master raised her hand and pointed into the courtyard, angrily denouncing them:

"They are the ones who forced this old woman to refine a hundred Hundred Herbs Pills, threatening to flatten Hundred Herbs Valley if I refused!"

"Found yourself a helper?"

Liu Erlong rose from the stone chair, coldness blooming across her face.

In such a remote backwater—

a Spirit Douluo was already the pinnacle.

And at that moment—

the woman in sackcloth robe stepped forward.

A gust of wind lifted her hood, revealing a peerlessly beautiful face.

The instant their eyes met—

the cold expression at the corner of Liu Erlong's lips froze solid.

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