Chapter 182: Have You Heard My Story?
Looking at the well-behaved and considerate Disciple she treated as her own before her, the nameless fury Bibi Dong had felt due to Gold Crocodile Douluo finally dissipated quite a bit.
She reached out her hand, gently stroking Hu Liena's beautiful hair, and spoke earnestly:
"Nana, you must remember your teacher's lesson. In the future, if you ever meet someone you fancy, you must tell your teacher immediately."
"A man's sweet words are the least trustworthy. I've experienced far more than you have walked. I will vet him thoroughly for you, absolutely not letting you repeat... absolutely not letting you be deceived."
Hearing Bibi Dong suddenly bring up such an embarrassing topic, a blush instantly flew across Hu Liena's charming and lovely face.
She lowered her head, her mind involuntarily sketching the image of her future partner:
In her imagination, that person not only had to have exceptional talent, surpassing her, but also had to be handsome, elegant, and refined, possessing a noble and pure temperament like her teacher...
Jiang Li: Have you heard my story?
Tang San: Master, why do I feel like she's talking about me?
"Teacher~ Nana is still young right now, my only wish is to serve by your side!"
Hu Liena shook Bibi Dong's arm in a coquettish manner.
Seeing her Disciple in such a girlish state, Bibi Dong smiled dotingly, then her expression gradually turned serious as she smoothly changed the subject,
"There's also a serious matter, Nana."
"During this period, you three of the Golden Generation must redouble your efforts in cultivation. Even though you are all Soul Kings now with top-tier configurations, wanting to secure the final championship is not absolutely foolproof."
"You should understand the significance of the three Soul Bones the The Pope's Palace is offering for this Soul Master Tournament. They were specially prepared for you by your teacher, and we absolutely cannot afford to lose them!"
Hearing the serious matter, Hu Liena also put away her playful smile and nodded solemnly.
However, she still had some doubts in her heart.
Three Soul Kings, four Soul Sects, plus the 'Demonic Charm' Martial Soul Fusion Skill she shared with her brother, which could rival a Soul Emperor—such a lineup was practically a dimensional reduction attack in past tournaments.
Could there really be a risk of upset in this tournament?
"Teacher, could it be that this Soul Master Tournament has some hidden experts who can threaten us?"
A flash of complex emotion passed through Bibi Dong's eyes as she slowly spoke,
"Indeed. Nana, you need to pay attention to two opponents."
"First, there is a Sect named " Tang Sect " that has suddenly emerged in the Heaven Dou competition zone. According to intelligence, their Disciples have merged into the Heaven Dou Royal Academy team, and the number of Soul Kings among them... is no less than yours."
"Second..."
At this point, Bibi Dong's tone carried a note of blind admiration and tenderness,
"There is also a team named Shrek. Although they are not well-known now, they are guided by the most knowledgeable Master on the entire continent."
"He is the person your teacher admires the most, his theories are unparalleled. With him there, that team is full of variables. You must not let your guard down."
Bibi Dong's words strongly piqued Hu Liena's curiosity.
The Tang Sect was one thing, after all, they were a rising power relying on hard strength.
But who exactly was this so-called 'most knowledgeable Master on the entire continent'? How could he receive such high praise from her normally aloof and proud teacher?
As the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, she secretly resolved to investigate this mysterious Master thoroughly later!
...
After sending Hu Liena away, Bibi Dong finally felt a huge wave of relief in her heart. If her Disciple had stubbornly stayed and followed her, witnessing firsthand the " Theoretical Master " her teacher so highly praised engaging in 'exercise' with a group of burly men...
That scene would have absolutely shattered that little fox's worldview!
Free from concerns, Bibi Dong didn't linger any longer. Her figure transformed into a stream of purple-black light as she hurriedly rushed to the rundown apartment building on the outskirts of Spirit City.
However, when she actually stood before this dark, dilapidated place, where the air was thick with the stench of sweat and the peculiar smell of some strange stone orchids, her steps came to an abrupt halt.
From behind the rickety wooden door, faint sounds of boisterous laughter and some kind of suppressed groaning could be heard.
Bibi Dong, this mighty Pope, actually chickened out at this moment.
An indescribable, inexplicable fear gripped her heart.
She was afraid.
She was afraid that pushing open that door, she wouldn't see the Yu Xiaogang from her memories—the one who, though Trash, was at least somewhat noble—but a broken wreck of a man.
If that were the case, the last vestiges of that idealized, moonlit image she held in her heart would probably shatter completely.
She lingered at the doorway for a long time, listening as the commotion inside grew louder and louder, but she never found the courage to take that step.
Finally, a flash of inspiration struck her mind, and she thought of a compromise.
"Yue Guan!"
Following a low, authoritative command, a golden figure instantly materialized from the Void Realm, kneeling on one knee,
"Your Majesty the Pope, your Subordinate is here."
"Yue Guan, you go in."
Bibi Dong pointed at the foul-smelling apartment building and ordered expressionlessly:
"Bring out Master Yu Xiaogang, who has suffered an unjust grievance inside. Remember, first find someone to wash him clean, tidy up his appearance, and make sure there is no... peculiar odor on him. Then, bring him to the side hall of the The Pope's Palace to see me."
"Huh?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan was stunned for a moment. He lifted his head, his effeminate face filled with resistance and shock.
Wait... Your Majesty the Pope, I am, after all, a Titled Douluo, an Elder of the Spirit Hall!
You want me to go into a place akin to a 'pigsty' to fish out a good-for-nothing who's currently being... by a bunch of burly men? And I have to be responsible for bathing him?!
This is too much of a humiliation!
However, before Yue Guan could voice his refusal or plea for mercy, Bibi Dong's figure had already transformed into a purple light and vanished into the horizon, leaving Yue Guan alone, disheveled in the malodorous wind.
"What kind of mess is this..."
Looking at the dilapidated apartment building and smelling that heady stench, Yue Guan pinched his fingers into a delicate gesture, covered his nose, and his face turned extremely ugly.
"Sigh, old ghost, old ghost, you sure know how to dodge the trouble, leaving all this dirty work for me alone."
Lamenting his bitter fate, the cleanliness-obsessed Chrysanthemum Douluo ultimately still did not step through that door.
With a dark expression, he beckoned a few low-level guards on patrol, pointed inside with disgust, and said,
"You few, go in there and drag out that guy named Yu Xiaogang for me! Now! Immediately! Anyone who dares to be a step slow, I'll plant them in a flowerpot as fertilizer!"
Though the few low-level guards who were named were also filled with immense reluctance in their hearts, faced with the command from Yue Guan, a Titled Douluo, they had no choice but to brace themselves and walk inside.
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