Douluo Continent: Disciple Tang San, righteous yet evil

Chapter 95 Chrysanthemum Douluo's Transformation, Bibi Dong's Old Lover

Two days later, the Shrek Academy students had returned to Heaven Dou City, but Yu Xiaogang went to Spirit City alone.

In his opinion, it was correct to let Ma Hongjun choose the direction of absorbing ice attribute spirit rings. The reason why the spirit soul had a problem was probably because the spirit ring was chosen incorrectly, or perhaps the age was too high or too low.

Unfortunately, he only had one disciple and no more test subjects to help him refine his martial spirit theory.

In order to train Ma Hongjun into a true Fire Phoenix Soul Master, he could only place his hopes on the Spirit Hall and try to find a solution through Bibi Dong.

Outside the Papal Palace, the towering buildings stood majestic and solemn, the white jade steps spotless, and the palatial knights in gleaming silver armor had sharp eyes and exuded a chilling aura.

Yu Xiaogang straightened his robes, feeling somewhat uneasy, and walked straight toward the Papal Palace.

Just then, a cold, stern voice suddenly rang out.

"Halt! This is the Papal Palace, a restricted area. Unauthorized personnel are not permitted to approach!"

Several guards approached, their two sharp spears crossed, blocking Yu Xiaogang's path.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, slightly raised his chin, and stood tall and proud, maintaining the demeanor of a theoretical master, and said calmly: "I am Yu Xiaogang. In the world of soul masters, I am respectfully called a master. I have important matters to discuss with His Holiness the Pope."

"Grandmaster?"

The captain of the guard looked the man up and down, but he had no recollection of him at all. The man seemed so confident, yet he was also a little unsure of what to do with him. Perhaps the man was too inexperienced.

Do you have an identity token?

"No."

"Since you don't have a token, you should leave this place immediately. His Holiness the Pope is of such high status that you can't just see him whenever you want!"

The captain of the guard waved his hand and said without any politeness.

As a guard, he absolutely could not allow an unidentified person to enter the Papal Palace; otherwise, if anything went wrong, he would certainly be held responsible.

Faced with the guards' attempt to drive him away, Yu Xiaogang felt extremely bitter.

For someone as a master of martial spirit theory as him to be unable to handle even a few guards is truly a case of a scholar encountering a soldier, unable to reason with him.

His lofty ambitions remained unfulfilled when he passed away prematurely; truly, heaven was jealous of his talent.

Just when he was almost in despair, a soft, feminine voice came from afar.

"What's the fuss about?"

Immediately, a figure suddenly appeared, wearing golden armor and with a bewitching face. It was Chrysanthemum Douluo, who had been beaten up by Lin Mu.

After several months of recuperation, his injuries have fully healed.

However, that battle left him with considerable psychological trauma, and he would tremble with fear every time he recalled it.

Turning his gaze, Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes swept over Yu Xiaogang, who was being stopped by the guards, and a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

As a veteran of the Spirit Hall, he naturally recognized Yu Xiaogang. Although he had aged and become quite frail, his arrogance remained undiminished.

He had quite a few impressions of this guy; he was clearly a complete good-for-nothing, yet he had a morbid arrogance.

But His Holiness the Pope couldn't forget this person.

"You look familiar... Oh, it's you, Master." Chrysanthemum Douluo waved his hand, signaling the surrounding guards to step back, and continued, "What brings you to the Papal Palace?"

Yu Xiaogang was, after all, His Holiness the Pope's old lover, so he did not abuse his power to bully others, lest he be punished afterward.

After much deliberation, he finally understood what Lin Mu meant. As a Title Douluo, he had risked his life for Bibi Dong but had gained nothing, not even a soul bone. It would have been better for him to remain aloof.

Thanks to his fusion skill with Lao Gui's spirit, even if Bibi Dong falls from power, he still has a place in the Spirit Hall.

"Your Majesty Chrysanthemum Douluo, I wish to see Bibi Dong."

Yu Xiaogang, as if grasping at a straw, shouted anxiously.

Upon hearing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo frowned. Calling His Holiness the Pope by his given name outside the Papal Palace was extremely disrespectful.

But then he thought, this guy has a close relationship with His Holiness the Pope, so why should he go to all this trouble?

"Come with me."

Having made up his mind, Chrysanthemum Douluo waved to Yu Xiaogang and turned to walk towards the Papal Palace.

Yu Xiaogang followed closely behind. With Chrysanthemum Douluo leading the way, no one dared to stop him anymore, and they entered the Papal Palace smoothly.

Upon entering the hall, Yu Xiaogang was taken aback by the magnificent decorations, but he quickly put on a calm and composed demeanor and looked up at the high papal throne.

On the throne, Bibi Dong leaned back lazily, wearing a magnificent purple papal robe with gold trim, a nine-curved purple-gold crown, and holding a scepter.

Her beauty was unparalleled; time seemed to have left no trace on her face, instead adding to her unparalleled majesty and nobility.

Looking at his stunningly beautiful first love, Yu Xiaogang felt incredibly conflicted.

If he hadn't left back then and had chosen to stay, he wouldn't have ended up in such a state, or even had that unbearable thing happen with his disciple.

These past few nights, he has often dreamt of that scene, tormenting him like a nightmare.

That's why he wanted to train Ma Hongjun into a true Fire Phoenix Soul Master even more than ever before.

At this moment, Bibi Dong also noticed Yu Xiaogang below, and a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes, but it was gone in an instant.

The next moment, she slowly said, "It's really unexpected that you would take the initiative to come and see me."

Her voice was soft and pleasant, yet devoid of any emotional fluctuation, which startled Yu Xiaogang from his thoughts.

He then forced down the pain in his heart, looked up at Bibi Dong with a tender look in his eyes, and said in a weathered tone, "How have you been all these years?"

Faced with his overtures, Bibi Dong was taken aback at first, then a faint smile appeared on her beautiful face.

"As the ruler of the Spirit Hall, I hold a high position and great power, above all others. Even the emperors of the two great empires would show me deference."

She paused, then gently raised the hand holding the scepter, her posture elegant and dignified, and asked in return, "What do you think is wrong with me?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang immediately dropped the formalities and slowly said, "Bibi Dong, I would like to ask you for a favor."

"Oh? Yu Xiaogang, I never thought that someone as proud as you would ever have to ask me for help."

A strange light flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, as if she were recalling something from the past. Her tone softened a bit as she said, "Tell me about it."

“I have a disciple whose martial soul is a mutated Evil Fire Phoenix. I originally wanted to help him remove the impurities of the evil fire and train him to become a true Fire Phoenix Soul Master.”

At this point, Yu Xiaogang's face showed a hint of pain.

Bibi Dong frowned slightly at this, but didn't seem to care much. She figured there must have been something wrong with the process, which was why he came to ask her for help.

After a pause, Yu Xiaogang continued, "A few days ago, I selected an ice-attribute soul beast for my disciple, but a problem occurred when it absorbed the soul ring. I tried everything to save my disciple's life, but I didn't expect it to leave a side effect, making it impossible for him to use the Phoenix Flame."

(End of this chapter)