"No... no! This isn't my Luo San Pao! It isn't!"
Letting out a shrill scream, Master staggered backward, finally falling to the ground, pointing at the black monster before him, his face filled with fear and despair.
"Heh heh, Yu Xiaogang, I never thought you'd have a day when you were afraid?"
Looking at the Master, who was slumped on the ground in fear and despair, Bibi Dong let out a cold sneer and did not immediately answer his question.
Seeing her attitude, Master's fear was instantly replaced by a surge of anger. He fiercely raised his trembling hand, pointed at Bibi Dong, and angrily said:
"Bibi Dong! What... what exactly did you do to my Luo San Pao?!"
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong elegantly crossed her legs, her tone carrying a condescending indifference as she said:
"What did I do? Yu Xiaogang, you need to understand, if I hadn't picked you up, you would have been gnawed clean by wild dogs long ago. You should be thanking me."
"You're spouting nonsense!" Master trembled with rage, pointing at the constantly growling, drooling black monster, Luo San Pao, and shrieked:
"Thank you? How... how could my Luo San Pao turn into this monstrous appearance?! My Martial Soul is the magnificent Golden Sacred Dragon! It's a top-tier Martial Soul evolving towards a sacred Dragon! How could it possibly become something... something so Evil things (evil and sinister)?!"
"Golden Sacred Dragon?" Bibi Dong sounded as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world, a blatant mockery curling on her red lips, and said: "That faint, almost negligible Golden Sacred Dragon Bloodline within you, which had already failed in its mutation, has been drained! Not a single drop left!"
Bibi Dong's words were like a heavy hammer, striking Master's heart, instantly reminding him of the excruciating pain and the sense of emptiness from his power being stripped away in Sunset Forest.
"Now, although your Martial Soul's appearance is a bit unsightly."
A cold sneer played on her lips as Bibi Dong's gaze swept over the hideous Luo San Pao, her tone as flat as if she were evaluating a tool, and she said: "But at least, it's no longer that level twenty-nine trash. It should... be able to Cultivate now."
Upon hearing this, a flicker of disbelief flashed in Master's eyes, but Bibi Dong's next words made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"However, its method of Cultivation is quite special."
"It needs... to drink blood."
"Soul Beast blood is fine, human blood... also works. The life energy and Soul Power in fresh blood will be its best nourishment for growth. The stronger and purer the blood, the better the effect."
"What!?" Master's face instantly turned pale, gasping for breath like an ox.
Seeing Master's ashen face, Bibi Dong finally seemed satisfied. She slowly stood up, looking down at him from above, and continued:
"Did you think your injuries back then could be healed by ordinary healing Martial Soul Abilities? Your heart veins were shattered, your Bloodline drained; it was a sure death. It was I who brought you into the Secret Realm and activated the Rakshasa God's Legacy power, injecting a wisp of the purest Rakshasa divine force into your dying Martial Soul."
"The Rakshasa God wields the evil thoughts of the world. Her divine force is most adept at distortion and transformation. Your Martial Soul, Luo San Pao, which was originally sacred but flawed due to a failed mutation, under the erosion and reshaping of the Rakshasa divine force, discarded its already useless shell and revealed its most essential, malignant nature, suitable for growth through slaughter and devouring!"
"It was the Rakshasa God's power that forcibly preserved your Martial Soul and allowed it to Rebirth in this form. It is now an evil beast, no longer your ridiculous and impractical Sacred Dragon. Yu Xiaogang, this is the price for your survival, and the only way for you to gain power."
Upon hearing this, Master suddenly raised his head and shrieked at Bibi Dong:
"No... no! Bibi Dong! You can't do this! Give me back my Luo San Pao! Give me back my original Martial Soul!!"
"If my Martial Soul turns into this monstrous appearance, how will I ever return to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? I... I planned to return to the Family after achieving success..."
Driven by extreme emotion, he actually forgot his fear, leaping up from the ground like a madman and pouncing towards Bibi Dong, who was not far away.
However, Bibi Dong didn't even frown.
She merely lifted her eyelids slightly, a cold gleam flashing in her deep purple eyes.
"Buzz—!"
Suddenly, an invisible, intangible, yet mountain-heavy terrifying pressure instantly descended.
It directly imprisoned the Master, who had just leaped, firmly in mid-air!
He maintained a ridiculous pouncing posture, and apart from his eyeballs, not even a single finger could move a fraction.
However, amidst this suffocating pressure, Master's mind, as if in a final burst of clarity, suddenly recalled his ultimate purpose in coming to Spirit City.
To find a suitable Cultivation method for Tang San's twin spirits!
For his own Martial Soul theory!
This obsession even temporarily overshadowed his fear of his own Martial Soul's mutation.
Forcibly suppressing the dissatisfaction deep in his heart, Master used all his strength to squeeze out words through gritted teeth, his tone carrying an unprecedented, almost humble plea:
"Bi... Supreme Pontiff, I... I came to you this time with a request. I... I hope you can... help me just once."
Bibi Dong heard this, and for the first time, a hint of genuine surprise appeared in her eyes.
She gently waved her hand, removing part of the pressure, allowing Master to fall to the ground in a sorry state, but he was still firmly locked by the remaining pressure.
A sneer played on her lips as Bibi Dong observed the prostrate, disheveled Yu Xiaogang with amusement, her tone carrying a hint of playfulness:
"Oh? Asking for my help? This doesn't seem... like your character, Yu Xiaogang. For what? What could make you abandon that ridiculous pride of yours to beg me?"
Master did not explain, nor did he dare to explain the true reason.
He struggled to lift his head, his gaze fixed on Bibi Dong, and asked the question that had troubled him for a long time, and was also his ultimate goal for this trip.
"Supreme Pontiff, I... I want to know, how exactly did you overcome... the challenge of twin spirits back then? How did you solve the massive energy Impact (impact) and backlash when attaching spirit rings to the second Martial Soul?"
Upon hearing the words "twin spirits," the playfulness on Bibi Dong's face instantly vanished, replaced by an extreme coldness and mockery.
She slowly stood up, walked step by step to Master, and looked down at him, her gaze as if she were looking at an overconfident ant.
"Yu Xiaogang!"
"Why... should I tell you?"
Master heard this, as if grasping at a last straw, and hastily explained:
"Dong'er, I have taken a Disciple named Tang San, who has followed me in Cultivation for nearly ten years! He is very fortunate, like you, he possesses the one-in-a-million twin spirits! I want to Cultivate him into a powerful expert to prove that my Martial Soul theory is correct!"
"Your Martial Soul theory?" Bibi Dong sounded as if she had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, her beautiful face filled with undisguised scorn, and she said:
"Yu Xiaogang, how much of your so-called theories did you steal and plagiarize from the Spirit Hall's archives by getting close to me back then? Don't you know in your own heart? Taking things you got from me and then trying to prove yourself? What a huge irony!"
Before Master could retort, Bibi Dong's gaze suddenly sharpened, and she sneered: "Moreover, don't think I don't know! That Tang San is Tang Hao's son!"
"That father and son have a blood feud with my Spirit Hall! You want me to tell you the secret of twin spirits, to Cultivate the son of an enemy, so that he can grow up and in turn destroy my Spirit Hall? Yu Xiaogang, are you naive, or are you taking me for a fool?!"
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