In Douluo Continent, Tang San raids my base right from the start.

Chapter 387 Yu Xiaogang's Tragic Fate

Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat. His mind raced, and he finally said calmly, "I think it's safest to transform it into a food-type martial soul on its own."

"As long as it's separated out, there can't be any mistakes," he thought to himself.

"I think so too?" Bibi Dong smiled slightly. "Then how do you think we should classify the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul of my Spirit Hall?"

"!!" Yu Xiaogang felt a chill run down his spine and his scalp tingle.

He just said that all martial souls can be distinguished as weapon martial souls or beast martial souls, but the six-winged angel martial soul is related to the angel god and is a martial soul related to the god. If it is simply classified as a beast martial soul, it may offend the entire Martial Soul Hall.

Whether they can even leave Wuhun City is now a question.

Could Bibi Dong be deliberately setting a trap for me? Thinking this, my mind raced, and my neck turned red.

"I'd love to hear your thoughts!" The question was ultimately thrown back at them.

"I think 'God-given Martial Soul' would be a good name, a Martial Soul bestowed by the gods," Bibi Dong said softly.

"Bibi Dong is still a bit too immature," Zhu Wu sighed inwardly, hiding in the shadows.

While this was certainly a rebuke of Yu Xiaogang, it was also a way of teaching Yu Xiaogang the correct theories of a Soul Master, so it felt like a slight loss.

"That makes sense." Yu Xiaogang nodded.

Then Bibi Dong continued, "Yu Xiaogang, have you researched how to cultivate twin martial souls?"

"Never," Yu Xiaogang said, his face flushed.

If he had known this, he would have approached Bibi Dong long ago. Why would he have waited until today?

"What are the conditions for the birth of twin martial souls?" Bibi Dong asked again.

"It must require both parents to have extremely powerful martial souls, or one to be strong and the other weak, creating a suppressive effect," Yu Xiaogang guessed.

"But my parents' martial spirits aren't very strong, nor is one strong and the other weak," Bibi Dong said softly.

Instead, their strengths are similar.

Her parents' martial souls were both venomous spider-type, of only average quality, belonging to the lower ranks of the Soul Devouring Spider King and the Death Spider King in the world of soul beasts. According to her elder brother Ying Tian, ​​she possessed twin martial souls derived from a benign mutation of her bloodline, making her extremely special.

It's the kind of luck that only happens once in a millennium, like stepping in dog poop.

Ha, you don't know a single theory that's useful to me, and the other theories are just empty words. And you dare to approach me and try to impress me?

Thinking this, I looked up.

Their eyes met, and Yu Xiaogang's face flushed even more.

"Yu Xiaogang, why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell?" Bibi Dong couldn't help but ask.

Yu Xiaogang quickly said, "Perhaps he ate too fast at noon and has indigestion, which is why he has diarrhea now."

"Then you should go to the toilet and take care of it," Bibi Dong said softly.

"Excuse me." Yu Xiaogang replied, trying to remain calm, and then stood up, bowing his head slightly, and quickly walked towards the restroom.

"Heh." Bibi Dong sneered and turned back to continue waiting quietly.

"Hey, what's going on here?" Zhu Wu, who happened to be walking out, asked with concern when he saw Yu Xiaogang running over.

Yu Xiaogang remained silent, lowered his head, and ran even faster.

"When in doubt, running away is the best option. You're truly something else, Master Yu." Zhu Wu raised an eyebrow and turned to walk towards Bibi Dong.

"Well done." He plopped down and nodded slightly.

"It's a good way to vent my anger," Bibi Dong said with a smile.

"When we get back, you should publish the theories you've summarized during this time," Zhu Wu continued.

"To prevent someone from posting it first and claiming it as their own."

Having just witnessed Yu Xiaogang's shamelessness, Bibi Dong nodded slightly, "Alright! Brother Yingtian, I'll put your name on the list then."

"After all, you taught me most of these things."

"No, let's not. People are afraid of becoming famous, just like pigs are afraid of getting fat. I hate trouble the most. Let's use your name instead," Zhu Wu said calmly. "Besides, I'm only staying at the Spirit Hall temporarily; I haven't joined the Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong understood that the other party did not want to get involved with the Spirit Hall, but she was still somewhat conflicted.

Ultimately, it wasn't a theory she came up with, and she felt unworthy of the title.

"Consider it me doing good for the Soul Master world in your name," Zhu Wu continued.

"The best way to repay me is for you to do more good deeds and bring benefits to the mainland and the Soul Master community in the future."

Bibi Dong's heart tightened, and she nodded solemnly, "Brother Yingtian, I will definitely work hard."

"Hmm." Zhu Wu nodded, then changed the subject.

"What's the problem today?"

Bibi Dong immediately turned back to the book and began asking questions one by one.

Zhu Wu answered each question in turn.

A short while later, Yu Xiaogang emerged from the restroom, glancing at the two figures in the distance. His fists clenched involuntarily, a look of resentment flashing in his eyes, yet he felt utterly helpless. His calm reflection in the restroom had made him realize that getting answers from Bibi Dong was now impossible, unless he could devise an irresistible exchange, such as the correct method for cultivating twin martial souls.

But he had absolutely no clue, and there were no relevant records within the sect, so he had no way to learn from them.

Their gaze shifted to Zhu Wu.

"Asking this person would probably be the same; without sufficiently enticing terms in exchange, it's probably impossible," he thought to himself.

Delving deeper into the theories of Soul Masters would likely lead to another humiliation, just like before. After all, given their close relationship, Bibi Dong would eventually tell this Ying Tian about their exchange. How would he answer when the other party posed the same question?

Birds of a feather, a despicable couple! The humiliation you suffered today, I, Yu Xiaogang, will surely avenge tomorrow!

Staying at the Spirit Hall Academy will only bring shame upon oneself; if one wants to achieve their goal, they can only rely on other methods now.

Gritting his teeth, he strode down the stairs.

"The only option now is to return to the family and discuss it with my father. The true quality of the martial soul is one that the sect has only seen once in a thousand years. If my father knew about it, he would definitely do his best to help. The day of Pope Qian Xunji's wedding is coming soon, and this will be a perfect opportunity."

My father had the opportunity to make a deal with Wuhun City in the name of the sect!

If I can solve the problem of my martial soul degeneration, I will definitely reach the pinnacle of the soul master world. At that time, I will take back all the humiliations I have suffered in the past!

At the same time, it proves itself to the entire continent.

I, Yu Xiaogang, am not a piece of trash!

Half an hour later, after packing his things, he rushed to the dean's office to give a token notice, and then left the college on his own.

Before long, they hired a carriage at a post station outside the city and headed to the nearest town to the sect.

Meanwhile, inside the Papal Palace.

"Elder Gui, follow him. Make your move when he's far away, and don't let anyone notice," Qian Xunji said calmly upon receiving the message.

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope." Ghost Douluo bowed slightly, took his leave, and departed from the hall.

They sped through the air and quickly caught up with the carriage.

"This Yu Yuanzhen's son is really stupid. If he had asked the Papal Palace for an escort, I would have had a hard time finding an opportunity to strike." He sneered and followed closely behind.

Two days later, on a rocky mountain path, the carriage bumped along.

Hiding in the shadows, Ghost Douluo picked up a small stone from the ground, his eyes blazing, and then flung it out, striking the underside of the wheel.

With a "thud," the carriage suddenly lost its balance and tilted to one side.

"Guests, be careful!" the driver shouted anxiously, grabbing the reins to try and steady the horse.

"What's going on?" Yu Xiaogang, looking surprised, jumped up and grabbed the window sill.

With this twist, the carriage immediately overturned and fell onto the pile of rubble at the edge of the road.

The moment the carriage tipped over and hit the pile of rubble, Ghost Douluo threw out another stone, aiming straight at the rubble at the bottom of the carriage. Amidst the crackling sounds of rubble colliding with the wooden carriage body, a sharp piece of rubble was squeezed and suddenly bounced up, hitting the target precisely.

"Ah!" A piercing scream suddenly ripped through the sky.

(End of this chapter)