Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

Chapter 57 Thinking Too Much
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Two days later, Bibi Dong brought Xuanming out of the Papal Palace early in the morning and headed towards the outskirts of Wuhun City.

The weather isn't good today; it's gloomy and looks like it's going to rain.

"Knowing you can't speak properly, I didn't tell Nana about this."

"Ah."

"..."

"Don't you have anything to say?" Bibi Dong asked.

"I don't know what to say," Xuanming said.

Whether in his past life or this life, his social life was almost non-existent.

He was not good at speaking and did not understand social etiquette, because he had never been exposed to such things and had no need for them.

He just needs to do what he's supposed to do silently, and when he can't do it anymore, he can just disappear quietly.

No one cared whether he was there or not, no one cared whether he was alive or dead, and he was used to it.

He seemed alive, yet also seemed to have died long ago.

"Here, take this." Bibi Dong took out a purple bracelet.

"This is a storage soul tool. You should have learned about it when you were taking classes at the Martial Soul Academy. There are some things inside that you should be able to use."

Xuanming remained silent and did not respond.

"What's wrong?" Bibi Dong asked.

"Want to change the color?"

"Why?" Xuanming asked.

Bibi Dong stopped in her tracks. "Some things are better left unsaid; saying them out loud would make everyone look bad."

"There are some things I'll say, but you won't believe me anyway, so why bother asking?"

"So you're just going to play dumb?" Xuanming said.

"Isn't it better to play dumb? Why bother getting to the bottom of everything?" Bibi Dong said.

“But it’s disgusting,” Xuanming said.

“This world is disgusting,” Bibi Dong said.

"If you don't want to die, then endure this disgust and live on."

“But I couldn’t help it,” Xuanming said.

"You can endure being worse than dead, but you can't even handle this little thing?" Bibi Dong frowned slightly.

"You're dead, but those things that disgust you still exist. You didn't die cleanly; you were just a coward trying to escape your disgust!"

"Only by living can we destroy those disgusting things!"

"And then become as disgusting as those things?" Xuanming said.

"So did I destroy those disgusting things, or did I become assimilated by them?"

"I don't want to deceive myself. I know very well that once something is dirty, it can never be washed clean again."

"..."

Bibi Dong knelt down, cupping Xuanming's face in her hands, and asked, "Do you want to live?"

"I don't want to," Xuanming said.

"Then why do you try so hard to live?" Bibi Dong asked.

"If you hadn't worked so hard, you wouldn't be alive today."

“Because I don’t want to die,” Xuanming said.

“You don’t want to live, and you don’t want to die, but you choose to live, which means that you hate the latter more,” Bibi Dong said.

"So, do you want to disgust others, or be disgusted by others?"

Xuanming frowned deeply. "I don't want to."

“There is no such thing as a perfect solution in this world. You have to choose one, just like the choice you make between life and death,” Bibi Dong said.

"Moreover, you don't even have the right to disgust others now, and you have no choice but to accept everything."

"Before you have the ability to disgust others, don't think about whether it's disgusting or not. You have no right to think about it, much less the right to judge it."

"..."

Boom!
Bibi Dong raised her hand and flicked Xuanming on the head with great force, almost causing him to fall backward.

“You child, you just overthink things,” Bibi Dong sighed.

"You're thinking about yourself on one hand, and about others on the other. But why do you think so much?"

"You're someone who can barely take care of yourself, how can you have the leisure to think about others?"

“I wasn’t thinking about anyone else; I just didn’t want to disgust myself,” Xuanming said.

"So you want to be disgusted by others?" Bibi Dong asked.

"I don't want to," Xuanming said.

"Then don't worry about whether it will disgust you. Let's deal with the disgust you've caused others first," Bibi Dong said.

Similarly, if you don't want to live or die, you must first have the ability to live.

"Solve the problem of survival first, then think about how to survive."

"First, you have the right to choose; then you discuss how to choose." "Got it?"

"Oh."

Boom! !

Bibi Dong flicked Xuanming's forehead hard, sending him flying several meters before he fell backward to the ground.

"remember!"

Xuanming clutched his forehead; his head felt like it was going to explode!
"If I don't hit you, you really won't know pain." Bibi Dong pulled Xuanming up from the ground.

"If you have these pointless worries again, give yourself a good talking to and clear your head."

"Remember?"

"..."

"Ok?"

Xuanming covered his head with both hands, "Remember! Stop hitting! It's going to explode!"

"Does it hurt that much?" Bibi Dong reached out and pulled it open to take a look.

What a huge bag!

"Uh..." Bibi Dong felt a little guilty. She was a bit angry just now and hit a little too hard.

"Cough cough, remember the pain of today, and don't make the same mistake again."

"Um……"

"..."

"Does it really hurt that much?"

"I feel like I'm a little dead."

"..."

……

Outside Wuhun City, in a small grove, Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile Douluo, and Qian Renxue and Serpent Spear Douluo, who had come to pick them up, had been waiting for a long time. However, the agreed time had passed, and Bibi Dong was nowhere to be seen.

"Grand Elder, could it be that she's changed her mind?" Golden Crocodile Douluo said.

“No,” Qian Daoliu said.

Bibi Dong knew very well that he would not back down on this matter, and under these circumstances, the woman would no longer insist on having a conflict with him.

“But it’s already almost a quarter of an hour past the agreed time,” said Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"Will..."

"Is Elder Golden Crocodile running out of time? Can't he even wait this little bit?"

Bibi Dong pulled Xuanming down from the sky.

"Bibi Dong, don't be so presumptuous." Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression was somewhat unpleasant.

In the past, Bibi Dong would at least put on some pretense with him, but ever since this kid came, she hasn't even bothered to pretend anymore!

That mouth of his, it's like it's been infected!
It's getting more and more toxic!

"Outrageous? Is it?" Bibi Dong's expression remained unchanged.

"I'm just concerned about Elder Jin'e. If you were to join the Douluo Hall, the Spirit Hall would surely mourn. As the Pope, shouldn't I be making preparations sooner?"

"We can't let you lose face."

"You!" Golden Crocodile Douluo's face turned red, clearly very angry.

"That's enough, shut up." Qian Daoliu couldn't help but speak up to stop him.

Golden Crocodile already has a bad temper, and if he gets any more angry, he might really lose his temper and take action.

"How has the Grand Master been feeling lately? Has he been unwell?" Bibi Dong asked with concern.

"Very well, no need for you to worry," Qian Daoliu said calmly.

"It's good that the Grand Elder is alright. After all, the Spirit Hall still depends on the Grand Elder," Bibi Dong said.

"If anything were to happen to you, I wouldn't know what to do."

Qian Daoliu's face fell. "I guess you don't know how to celebrate then!"

"What are you saying, Grand Elder?" Bibi Dong asked, her expression unchanged.

"Of course I know how to celebrate."

"..."

"Take them away immediately."

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and immediately began urging Qian Renxue on.

If he kept talking, he was about to lose his temper!
This woman's mouth is even more venomous than the Death Spider Queen's!
"Oh..." Sensing that the atmosphere was extremely strange, Qian Renxue didn't delay any longer and stepped forward to take Xuanming away.

"Ok?"

What happened to your head? Why is there such a big bump?

"I was bitten by a spider."

"..."

(End of this chapter)