Chapter 86: Yu Xiaogang Flees Spirit City in Disgrace
[Qian Xunji issued an order, and the two Titled Douluo, Dragon Scale and Iron Wall, carried it out personally.]
[Soon, Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang encountered various troubles whenever they were together.]
[For instance, several thugs would suddenly jump out to provoke Yu Xiaogang, attempting to snatch Bibi Dong away.]
[There were also more direct approaches, where someone would come up and state plainly that they had taken a liking to Bibi Dong and wanted to duel Yu Xiaogang.]
[In short, the wide variety of provocations left Bibi Dong endlessly annoyed.]
[Bibi Dong was merely annoyed, but Yu Xiaogang's feelings were far more complex.]
[Because those who wanted to take Bibi Dong away from him would invariably proclaim in front of them that beauties only belong to the strong.]
[Although these people were usually driven away by the powerful Bibi Dong in the end...]
[...before leaving, they would always leave behind a comment: "You're just a coward who only knows how to hide behind a woman."]
[This sentence dealt a massive blow to Yu Xiaogang.]
[Because this was precisely the biggest problem that always existed but he was unwilling to mention or think about while being with Bibi Dong.]
[Bibi Dong was the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall, a super Genius with Full Innate Spirit Power and twin spirits.]
[Before her, he had always been the weak one.]
[As provocateur after provocateur came to their door, the sense of inferiority in Yu Xiaogang's heart continued to intensify.]
[He accelerated his search through the library, hoping to find a method that could help him.]
[But he flipped through one record after another, yet could never find the content he desired.]
[It was at this time that Bibi Dong suddenly vanished.]
[For over ten consecutive days, Yu Xiaogang searched everywhere but could not find her anywhere.]
["Could it be that she also finds me pathetic and is no longer willing to see me?"]
[Yu Xiaogang thought despondently.]
[Just then, a member of Spirit Hall appeared before Yu Xiaogang.]
["The Pope requests your presence."]
[Led by the Spirit Hall member, Yu Xiaogang arrived at the Supreme Pontiff Palace.]
[Dressed in Papal Robes, holding a Scepter, and wearing the Papal Crown, Qian Xunji stood expressionless on the high platform.]
[Below, the two Douluos, Dragon Scale and Iron Wall, stood on either side.]
[Seeing this setup, Yu Xiaogang swallowed hard, his legs trembling slightly.]
["Please."]
[The Spirit Hall member beside Yu Xiaogang glanced at him with disdain.]
[With this kind of courage, he dared to covet their Holy Maiden?]
[Overestimating himself!]
[Under the urging of the Spirit Hall member, Yu Xiaogang walked with somewhat uncontrollable steps to the area below Qian Xunji.]
["So you are the Yu Xiaogang our Spirit Hall Holy Maiden speaks of?"]
[Qian Xunji's gaze narrowed, and a wave of pressure bore down on Yu Xiaogang.]
[With the Aura of a powerhouse pressing down on him, Yu Xiaogang fell to his knees almost instantly.]
[His Face turned red as he tried to stand up, but unfortunately, he couldn't do it.]
[To the side, Dragon Scale Douluo frowned; he almost couldn't bear to keep watching.]
[As Yu Yuanzhen's good brother, he originally should have looked after his friend's son.]
[But given what Yu Xiaogang was displaying, he truly had no desire to help him.]
["Answer my question. Are you Yu Xiaogang?"]
[Qian Xunji's voice suddenly grew heavier, and the pressure on Yu Xiaogang rose again.]
["...Yes, it's me."]
[Yu Xiaogang spoke timidly.]
["Hmph, quite the Yu Xiaogang indeed. You come from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and are the son of Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen."]
["A person like you comes to my Spirit City and, instead of keeping a low profile, dares to use our Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden to steal our knowledge."]
["What should your punishment be!"]
[Thud!]
[As the words fell, the Scepter in Qian Xunji's hand struck the ground heavily.]
[Pressed by Qian Xunji's spirit power and simultaneously interrogated with words, Yu Xiaogang didn't know how to answer.]
[Under Qian Xunji's pressure, he felt that he might actually die here today.]
[Driven by the instinct for survival, he began to defend himself.]
["I... I am the son of a Titled Douluo, you can't kill me."]
["I also... I didn't steal your books. Those books... those books were all given to me by Bibi Dong."]
["She felt that my knowledge was exceptional, so she gave those books to me to read."]
[Yu Xiaogang said, trembling.]
["Hmph, she gives them to you and you just read them? She is the Holy Maiden of my Spirit Hall; what about you? What is your status?"]
[Qian Xunji said angrily.]
[Yu Xiaogang remained silent, but his body continued to shake.]
["Besides that, I have heard from my subordinates that you harbor some inappropriate thoughts toward our Holy Maiden."]
["Hehe, I wonder if this is true or false?"]
[Qian Xunji said with a fake smile.]
[Hearing the coldness in Qian Xunji's voice, Yu Xiaogang understood that if he dared to say it was true, the other party might actually strike him down, even if his father was a Titled Douluo.]
[Furthermore, Yu Xiaogang had no idea how Qian Xunji would treat him; he might have someone beat him up, or he might just take his life directly.]
[Thus, a choice was placed before Yu Xiaogang.]
[Should he risk being beaten to death to follow his heart and admit his love for Bibi Dong?]
[Or should he give a negative answer to save himself?]
[The image of Bibi Dong's brightly smiling Face flashed through Yu Xiaogang's mind.]
[Immediately following that were the Faces of those who had once mocked him, insulted him, and made him suffer humiliation.]
[No, I absolutely cannot die. I haven't proven myself yet, I haven't made those who mocked me regret it.]
[I haven't made my father regret his past indifference toward me, nor have I made the Sect Elders regret their actions.]
[Since I haven't achieved any of this, how can I die here?]
[Consequently, Bibi Dong's smiling Face gradually faded from his mind.]
[In the end, Yu Xiaogang grit his teeth.]
["Reporting to His Holiness the Pope, those are just rumors. The Holy Maiden and I merely had some simple exchanges regarding Spirit theories."]
["Hahaha, good! It's good that they are just rumors!"]
[Hearing Yu Xiaogang's answer, Qian Xunji laughed loudly. Although Yu Xiaogang displeased him, at this moment, he felt the man was at least sensible.]
[Dragon Scale Douluo closed his eyes, no longer bothering to look at Yu Xiaogang.]
[He truly felt it wasn't worth it for his old friend.]
["However, even if they are rumors, they still affect the reputation of our Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden."]
["Furthermore, you have already read so many of our Spirit Hall's Secret Archives."]
["According to Spirit Hall's rules, such a crime requires the destruction of one's cultivation as punishment."]
[Hearing Qian Xunji's words, Yu Xiaogang almost collapsed.]
["No, please don't. Your Holiness the Pope, you can't do this. I beg of you, please don't do this!"]
[Seeing Yu Xiaogang pleading with him, a clear look of disgust flashed in Qian Xunji's eyes.]
["But for the sake of your father Yu Yuanzhen's Face, I will let you go this time."]
["Before the sun sets today, I do not want to hear any news of you still being in Spirit City."]
["If I find out you haven't left, Yu Yuanzhen's Face might have saved you this time, but it won't work next time."]
[As Qian Xunji finished speaking, he immediately withdrew his spirit power.]
[Yu Xiaogang sat blankly for a moment, and when he tried to stand up, he found that his legs had no strength at all.]
[Glancing at Yu Xiaogang with disgust once more, Qian Xunji summoned guards to drag him out of the Supreme Pontiff Palace and throw him onto the busy street.]
[Being thrown out by the guards caused passersby to stop and watch.]
[Being stared at, Yu Xiaogang wished he could find a hole to crawl into. He wanted to flee, but because his legs were weak, he couldn't get up for a long time.]
[Finally, when he eventually recovered, Yu Xiaogang didn't even go back to his lodgings to pack his things; he just left Spirit City like that.]
[His wretched appearance was just like that of a stray dog.]