Chapter 217: The Wager

The Pope Palace.

Qian Daoliu's Speed was far faster than Yu Xiaogang, who was currently climbing the mountain.

Sensing his aura, Bibi Dong dismissed the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo who were waiting inside the hall.

As the doors of the Pope Palace closed, she finally spoke: "Since you've come, how much longer do you intend to hide?"

Qian Daoliu's figure slowly emerged, "This old man had no intention of hiding."

Yu Xiaogang had arrived, and Qian Daoliu had followed right on his heels; Bibi Dong was no fool, so she naturally understood the other party's objective.

"If you want this seat to take action against Yu Xiaogang, then forget it."

Qian Daoliu did not answer, but instead said: "Yu Xiaogang's disciple—Tang San is Tang Hao's son."

"You know well in your heart what happened back then; at the very least, for the sake of appearances, you cannot get too close to an enemy!"

"Furthermore, according to this old man's investigation, it is highly likely that Tang San possesses Twin Martial Souls. Combined with Shrek Academy's failure in the Preliminary Tournament, do you think he is here to ask you for the method to cultivate Twin Martial Souls?"

Tang San had not yet exposed his Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, and Bibi Dong had not yet received that intelligence.

Consequently, she only felt that the other party was being alarmist!

"What if his purpose in coming here is not for the Twin Martial Souls cultivation method?"

Qian Daoliu's expression remained unchanged, "Do you want to make a wager with this old man?"

"Fine, this old man will bet with you. If Yu Xiaogang did not come for the Twin Martial Souls cultivation method, this old man will no longer pursue his crime of impersonating an Elder of the Spirit Hall; conversely..."

Bibi Dong coldly snorted: "He is yours to dispose of, but you must spare his life!"

Qian Daoliu nodded: "The wager is set, so let us wait and see. If you break the agreement, don't blame this old man for stripping you of your position!"

Bibi Dong sneered: "This seat will naturally abide by the agreement, no need for you to worry."

Having said this, Qian Daoliu's figure vanished.

In Bibi Dong's perception, the Golden Crocodile Douluo had already arrived near the Pope Palace.

But she did not care; in her heart, she always felt that Yu Xiaogang had summoned the courage to come and reconcile with her.

If that were truly the case, not only would Qian Daoliu have nothing to say, but she could even let Yu Xiaogang become an Elder of the Spirit Hall in a legitimate manner.

Before long, Yu Xiaogang arrived before the Pope Palace.

Because they had received Bibi Dong's permission beforehand, the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo did not block him, allowing him to enter.

Looking at Bibi Dong, whose aura was unfathomable as she sat on the high throne, Yu Xiaogang swallowed involuntarily.

He understood that from the moment he left the Spirit Hall all those years ago, he and Bibi Dong could only be strangers.

Coming here this time, he only hoped that Bibi Dong would remember their final shred of old affection and grant his wish.

Seeing that there was no one else in the great hall, Yu Xiaogang changed his expression and asked softly: "Dong'er, it's been so many years, are you well?"

Bibi Dong's brows tightened, and an invisible pressure caused Yu Xiaogang to collapse to the ground.

"Is this how you address this seat?"

"Heh, don't think this seat doesn't know that you've gotten back together with Liu Erlong, inseparable day and night!"

Yu Xiaogang did not feel surprised, and he had long since prepared his excuse.

"Your Holiness the Pope, the relationship between Erlong and me is that of siblings; how could I be with her?"

"I think you have misunderstood the nature of our relationship."

"Have you forgotten how many people envied the pair we were back then?"

"Dong'er, I want to come back; are you willing to accept me?"

Bibi Dong was no longer the naive girl she had been back then; Yu Xiaogang's words filled her with disgust.

The continent did not forbid having multiple wives and concubines; if Yu Xiaogang had frankly admitted his relationship with Liu Erlong, perhaps she would have been willing to give him a chance.

But look at Yu Xiaogang.

Before coming here, he was all over Liu Erlong day and night, even sharing a bed at night.

Upon arriving at the Spirit Hall, he immediately turned his back on her; it was clear that Yu Xiaogang's purpose for this trip was impure.

Bibi Dong had already begun to believe that Qian Daoliu's words from earlier were true.

Perhaps out of the last bit of affection in her heart, she did not want to see Yu Xiaogang punished, so she simply decided to drive him away.

"This seat is tired and does not want to see you again; get out, and do not come again in the future."

Yu Xiaogang, however, was relentless, "Dong'er, are you really so heartless?"

"Have you forgotten, back then in Yelin City..."

"Enough!" Bibi Dong was furious, her sharp shout echoing in the great hall, lingering for a long time.

"Get out!"

Yu Xiaogang's performance was worthy of a best actor, his expression shifting rapidly.

He straightened his chest and feigned heartlessness, saying: "Dong'er, since you are unwilling to see me, I will not come again in the future."

"But I came this time because I encountered a bottleneck in a theoretical study, and I wanted to seek your help."

"Consider it a plea for charity from a common Spirit Master to the Pope."

Bibi Dong sneered repeatedly in her heart.

Everything Qian Daoliu said was spot on, and Yu Xiaogang had even volunteered it himself.

It is hard to save a person determined to die; since that was the case, she asked with a scoff: "Then what do you want?"

Yu Xiaogang did not know her internal thoughts and only felt that Bibi Dong still harbored a shred of old affection.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly said: "I have been researching Twin Martial Souls recently and have encountered a major bottleneck."

"According to my theoretical deductions, if a Spirit Master cultivates two martial souls simultaneously, a conflict in soul power will inevitably occur."

"Dong'er, I remember you possess Twin Martial Souls, and I do not know how your cultivation is progressing. But if you have reached a conclusion, please help me break through this bottleneck."

"You know that I am not talented in Spirit Master cultivation and can only rely on theory to make a living. I hope you can remember the last shred of our past affection and help me this one time."

Affection?

The last shred of affection in Bibi Dong's heart was simply allowing Yu Xiaogang to come and see her.

Yet Yu Xiaogang not only failed to seize the opportunity, he even wanted to use it to exploit her!

Those so-called vows of eternal love from back then were likely just empty promises Yu Xiaogang made to trick her out of confidential information from the Spirit Hall.

"Yu Xiaogang, there has long been no affection between us. What makes you think I would help you?" Bibi Dong was extremely disappointed, her expression actually returning to calm.

Yu Xiaogang tried to make amends, saying, "Your Excellency Pope, just consider it an ordinary Spirit Master requesting your help."

Showing tact at this moment was too late!

Bibi Dong suddenly smiled, her smile revealing a sinister edge, "Yu Xiaogang, do you really take me for a blind person?"

"Even if you have researched the method for Twin Martial Souls, so what? How many Spirit Masters with Twin Martial Souls are there on the continent? As a scholar, even if you thoroughly research a niche theory, so what? In the end, it will never be recognized by the mainstream theoretical community!"

"Originally, I was quite curious as to why you would be interested in Twin Martial Souls, until just now, when someone told me that Tang San is not only the son of Tang Hao, but also possesses Twin Martial Souls."

Yu Xiaogang feigned calmness, "Nonsense, I don't know what you are talking about."

"Xiao San is merely a disciple I took in at the Primary Soul Master Academy; his martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and I simply wanted to put my theories into practice through him."

"Bibi Dong, since you are unwilling to provide me with help, there is no point in saying more. Farewell."

(End of this chapter)