Chapter 16: The Elder Token—The Schemes of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?
[Not to mention cultivation—he probably couldn't even understand the meridian and acupoint diagrams written inside, right?]
[Making a three-year-old who's still playing with mud understand things like "sink qi into the dantian" or "open the Ren and Du meridians"?]
[Isn't that complete nonsense?]
[So Tang San's success is fundamentally non-replicable.]
[Because not only does he have a cheat—he's also an adult wearing a child's skin!]
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Heaven Dou Empire, Crown Prince's Residence.
Looking at these lines, Qian Renxue felt like a deflated balloon and slowly sat back down in her chair.
"That's true. A three-year-old who can barely recognize characters—how could they possibly comprehend such profound techniques?"
"An adult soul, possession… this Tang San really hid himself well."
Although she felt some disappointment at the impossibility of mass-producing geniuses, her killing intent toward Tang San only intensified.
A schemer with such depth and hidden trump cards—if allowed to grow, he would absolutely become a great calamity for the Angel lineage!
Lin Yuan: Do you really think so?
[Besides, the Douluo Continent doesn't even truly have the concept of "cultivation techniques." All it has are soul power meditation methods.]
[At their core, these are just breathing rhythms—drawing the soul power in the air into the body. As for how it circulates inside, it's all extremely crude.]
[Cultivation techniques are different. They involve advanced operations of meridians and acupoints.]
[If we're talking about whose meditation method on this continent comes closest to the embryonic form of a true "technique," it really might be the one Yu Xiaogang holds.]
[When Tang San acknowledged him as a teacher, Yu Xiaogang brought this out—and it even startled Tang San.]
[But here's the problem.]
[Yu Xiaogang, a Soul Grandmaster forever stuck below rank thirty, has no right to invent such advanced theories.]
[With what? His pig martial soul that only knows how to fart?]
[Don't make me laugh.]
[Behind this entire chain of theories stands a woman—Bibi Dong.]
[Without Bibi Dong, how would a rejected, discarded waste like Yu Xiaogang ever have the chance to access the most comprehensive martial soul data on the entire continent?]
[What was Bibi Dong's status back then?]
[Spirit Hall's Saintess! Second only to the Pope, Qian Xunji!]
[And Yu Xiaogang? A discarded son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—a rank-twenty-nine joke.]
[By all logic, Spirit Hall's library is a forbidden zone of forbidden zones—only core personnel are allowed inside.]
[So how did Yu Xiaogang get in freely, and for years at that?]
[Was it really because Qian Xunji suddenly grew a conscience?]
[Heh. Don't be naïve.]
[This wasn't just Bibi Dong's lovesick foolishness at play—there was also the calculation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!]
[Back then, to win over the Upper Three Sects and display Spirit Hall's transcendent status, Qian Xunji deliberately forged the highest-level tokens and distributed them to the sect masters of the Upper Three Sects.]
[See the token—see an Elder!]
[This was not only an honor but a right.]
[And the reason Yu Xiaogang could swagger into Spirit Hall back then, even approach Saintess Bibi Dong, was most likely because of the Elder Token in Yu Yuanzhen's possession!]
At this point, Bibi Dong's grip on her staff tightened violently, her knuckles turning white from the force.
"Elder Token…"
She murmured as the gates of memory were forcefully flung open.
Indeed, back then, despite Yu Xiaogang's weak cultivation, he did possess a token of that level.
At the time, blinded by love, she never once questioned the logic behind it.
[So there's only one truth!]
[Yu Xiaogang didn't go to Spirit Hall for "travel" at all—he was very likely carrying out a family mission!]
[That old fox Yu Yuanzhen didn't despise this useless son—on the contrary, he gave him the most crucial support.]
[The goal was to exploit the Elder Token, exploit Spirit Hall's courtesy toward the Upper Three Sects, and send Yu Xiaogang to "study"!)
[Yu Xiaogang likes researching theories? Fine—send him to Spirit Hall and have him steal all the martial soul research accumulated over thousands of years!]
[How much of the so-called "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls" was actually original to Yu Xiaogang?]
[And how much of it was plagiarized straight from Spirit Hall's ancient archives?]
[Perhaps even getting close to Bibi Dong herself was part of the plan!]
[After all, what's more convenient for accessing core secrets than winning over Spirit Hall's Saintess?]
Boom!
A terrifying surge of dark-purple soul power exploded out of Bibi Dong's body.
The desk in front of her—crafted from ten-thousand-year agarwood—was instantly reduced to dust!
"Using me? An undercover agent? Impossible!"
Her voice trembled—not from fear, but from extreme rage and humiliation.
She had always believed their meeting back then was arranged by fate itself.
She believed Yu Xiaogang was weak but sincere, a genius buried by circumstance, a seeker of truth.
But now, Lin Yuan's diary was like a demon-revealing mirror, exposing the despicable core of that man.
Was it all a carefully laid scheme from the very beginning?
His so-called talent—stolen from Spirit Hall's legacy!
His so-called love—nothing more than a shortcut to stealing secrets!
Impossible!
These were still just Lin Yuan's conjectures!
Without solid proof, she could never accept such a conclusion!
Yet the diary continued—every word stabbing straight into the heart.
[Otherwise, why would Yu Yuanzhen be willing to endure pressure from within the clan and other sects just for such a useless man like Yu Xiaogang?]
[In the end, he was only "expelled" from the clan—expelled in name, protected in reality.]
"Enough!"
Bibi Dong abruptly stood up, her chest heaving violently, roaring at the diary copy in front of her—though it was clearly futile.
Those beautiful eyes now burned with raging fury.
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Heaven Dou City, Blue Tyrant Academy.
Upon seeing Lin Yuan's series of speculations, Liu Erlong's first reaction was disbelief.
Back then, Xiao Gang went to Spirit Hall to steal research secrets.
Then why, when she met him later, did he look the way he did?
Utterly heartbroken.
In that state, how could it possibly have been an act?
But Liu Erlong never asked herself—
If Yu Xiaogang truly loved Bibi Dong, then after traveling with her for two years, how could he so easily fall for her instead?
Was the bond between him and Bibi Dong really that shallow?
So shallow that all it took was a suddenly appearing woman offering comfort, and he could abandon everything he once shared with Bibi Dong?
Before the women could recover from the shock of this wave of "conspiracy theory," Lin Yuan's next bout of ridicule delivered yet another devastating blow.
[But this still isn't the most disgusting part.]
[The most disgusting part comes a few years later—during the Soul Master Tournament.]
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End of Chapter