Chapter 5: Qian Renxue's Critical Hit, Bibi Dong's Mental Breakdown
However, Lin Chen didn't continue mocking them.
Because he genuinely sensed killing intent in Tang San's eyes.
Once he wrote a few more days' worth of diary entries and gained some means of self-protection, it wouldn't be too late to go head-on against Tang San then.
"Alright, Xiao San."
"Since he thinks he can cultivate better on his own, there's no need for us to stick our faces out and beg."
"Finally, Lin Chen, as someone who's been through it, let me offer you a piece of advice—young people shouldn't be too arrogant."
"You have no idea what you missed out on today. If you make mistakes in cultivating your martial soul later, I won't guide you anymore."
Yu Xiaogang's gaze gradually turned cold. Originally, he had intended to take Lin Chen in as a registered disciple.
While researching Lin Chen's martial soul, he would also casually guide him along the way. In his view, this was already an extraordinary opportunity—one rarely encountered in a lifetime—to receive guidance from a theoretical master like himself.
After all, he usually didn't guide others at all. Being willing to casually guide Lin Chen was already a once-in-a-lifetime stroke of fortune for him.
Yet he never expected Lin Chen to be so ungrateful.
In that case, let Lin Chen fend for himself.
Without his guidance, Lin Chen probably wouldn't even be able to break through to the Soul Grandmaster realm. Only with the instruction of a theoretical master like him would Lin Chen have even a sliver of hope of reaching the same soul power level as him.
As for Soul Elder? Yu Xiaogang scoffed inwardly.
'I couldn't break through myself—how could you, Lin Chen, possibly do it?'
'If I can guide you to become a Soul Grandmaster, shouldn't you be thanking me already? And you still dream of breaking through to the Soul Elder realm—how greedy.'
After watching Yu Xiaogang and Tang San leave, Lin Chen willed it with a thought, and a black diary appeared in front of him.
[Family, who understands this? Today I ran into two shrimp-brained men.]
While the members of the chat group were still arguing heatedly, Lin Chen's diary updated once again.
This immediately caused them to pause their quarrel and focus on reading the diary owner's next entry.
[I was just heading to my dorm when Yu Xiaogang and Tang San suddenly popped out. The first thing they did was demand that I summon my martial soul for them to see—who wouldn't be pissed off by that?]
[The most infuriating part was Yu Xiaogang himself—wearing that arrogant expression like everything was only natural, then even wanting to take me as a registered disciple. Am I, Lin Chen, really that stupid?]
[I don't know what you're thinking, Yu Xiaogang, but it's obvious enough—you saw that our martial souls are the same and wanted to use mine as an experimental subject to see if you could break through to the Soul Elder realm.]
[To that, all I can say is: keep dreaming. You've already ruined your own martial soul beyond repair. Born into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, yet you didn't feed your martial soul dragon-type soul beast meat—instead, you fed it carrots, vegetarian food. I really don't know what was going through your head.]
[A fool like that still wants to rely on his own research to break through to the Soul Elder realm? Pure delusion. If his soul power level doesn't drop instead, that would already be a miracle.]
[But I'm different. I'll slowly nurture my Golden Dragon, continuously strengthen my physique, and let the Golden Dragon regularly consume nutrient-rich dragon-type soul beast meat. When it comes to soul rings, I'll also prioritize dragon-type soul beasts. That way, my Golden Dragon will have a chance to evolve into a Golden Holy Dragon.]
[I was originally worried about not having enough resources, but with the Diary System, I can obtain rewards just by writing daily entries. I no longer need to worry about the resources needed for the Golden Dragon's evolution.]
[After the Golden Dragon evolves into a Golden Holy Dragon, with the Diary System still backing me, it will continue to evolve—Dragon King level? Dragon God level? Even surpassing the Dragon God level might not be impossible.]
[Yu Xiaogang will never break through to the Soul Elder realm in his entire life, while I will continue evolving my martial soul step by step and become the supreme existence of the continent!]
Chat Group Interface
After reading Lin Chen's diary entry, the majority of members formed an even worse impression of Yu Xiaogang.
All in all, Yu Xiaogang was nothing more than a useless person—his strength was lacking, his theories were lacking, and even his basic character and conduct were lacking.
[I Am a Little Princess: I honestly don't understand how someone like you—Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall—could fall for a person like Yu Xiaogang. Isn't he obviously just a useless piece of trash?]
[I Am a Little Princess: Even if you gave that kind of trash to me as a servant, I'd still find him disgusting. Yet someone actually treats this idiot like a treasure. Bibi Dong, your taste is truly bizarre.]
[I Am a Little Princess: As a member of the chat group, I'm ashamed of you!]
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
At this moment, Ning Rongrong was already fired up from all the roasting. She couldn't even lie down anymore and instead sat up on her soft bed, ready to unleash more verbal firepower at any moment.
"This chat group is way too fun. I actually got the chance to roast the Pope of the Spirit Hall."
Ning Rongrong had only recently awakened her martial soul and was still quite young. With a playful personality—and given that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect didn't get along with the Spirit Hall to begin with—she naturally held no goodwill toward Pope Bibi Dong.
Now that she could speak anonymously in the chat group, she felt completely at ease roasting Bibi Dong without worrying about bringing trouble to her sect. Wasn't that perfect?
[I Have No Mother: That's right, Bibi Dong. As a fellow member of this chat group, I'm ashamed of you.]
[I Have No Mother: People say a toad wants to eat swan meat—but in your case, it's the other way around. No, actually, you're a toad too.]
[I Have No Mother: In short, how could you, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, have such a strong appetite for filth? Yu Xiaogang—a fake master with no upbringing, no talent or strength, and no real theoretical knowledge—and you actually like him?]
[I Have No Mother: Is there any man in the world worse than Yu Xiaogang? Just take your Spirit Hall's former Pope, Qian Xunji, for example—he's ten thousand times better than Yu Xiaogang.]
Heaven Dou City.
Qian Renxue held the black diary in her hands. A look of grievance appeared on her exquisitely beautiful face.
The person her biological mother, Bibi Dong, had always loved… was actually that useless trash, Yu Xiaogang.
Why?
Then what did her father amount to?
And what did she amount to?
'Could it be that it's because of that piece of trash, Yu Xiaogang, that Bibi Dong hates me so much?'
At this thought, killing intent surfaced in Qian Renxue's eyes, and the angelic soul power within her body began to surge violently.
If that were truly the case, then she would definitely tear that trash Yu Xiaogang into pieces.
That piece of trash who destroyed her family deserved to die—and not easily.
[Pope of Spirit Hall: Damn it! Don't mention Qian Xunji to me. What right does he have to be compared to Xiaogang? A vile, disgusting man.]
[Pope of Spirit Hall: No—Qian Xunji is the most disgusting person in the world, a scum who deserves to be cut into a thousand pieces. Someone like him shouldn't even be allowed to live in this world!]
Spirit Hall.
"Qian Xunji! Qian Xunji! You damned piece of trash!"
The terrifying aura around Bibi Dong erupted instantly. The overwhelming soul power unique to a Super Douluo surged wildly around her.
Her eyes turned blood-red, and the murderous intent in her heart could no longer be suppressed.
Qian Xunji—someone she would never forget for the rest of her life.
If it weren't for him, she would never have become what she is today.
Every time she thought of Qian Xunji, Bibi Dong would recall that night in the secret chamber—and she would completely lose control of her emotions.
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