Not far behind Bibi Dong, stood a young man who appeared to be around twenty years old.
The youth had a buzz cut, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and rather average looks. He stood straight, but there was a faint trace of inferiority in his eyes.
Especially whenever Bibi Dong turned around to smile at him, the young man would instinctively lower his head.
He felt insignificant, unworthy of someone as ethereal as Bibi Dong.
When Bibi Dong smiled at the young man, Ao Tian's gaze also fell on him.
From Qian Xunji's memories, Ao Tian knew this young man was Yu Xiaogang, later known as The Grandmaster!
When Bibi Dong looked at Yu Xiaogang, the light in her eyes clearly carried a hint of affection, which greatly displeased Ao Tian.
Dragons are proud and domineering by nature. After over 500 million years as a dragon, this pride and dominance were etched into Ao Tian's bones.
At that moment, he decided to save Bibi Dong—not only to prevent her from being defiled by Qian Xunji, but also to resolve the issue of Yu Xiaogang.
In his eyes, Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang were like a swan and a toad—Yu Xiaogang was utterly unworthy of her.
Before long, Qian Xunji finished his brainwashing and returned to the Pope's Hall.
Bibi Dong then approached Yu Xiaogang cheerfully.
"Brother Xiaogang, I heard you recently developed a theory on the Ten Core Competitivenesses of Martial Souls. Could you tell me about it?"
Looking at the beautiful girl in front of him, Yu Xiaogang's eyes were full of admiration and deep self-doubt.
How could the intelligent Bibi Dong not notice his inferiority?
She smiled and said,
"Let's go to your office. I'd love to hear the details of your theory."
Before Yu Xiaogang could respond, she was already walking toward his office with light steps.
He had no choice but to follow.
From the shadows, a figure stepped out—it was Qian Xunji.
Watching Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang leave, his face turned dark as he clenched his fists tightly.
"Yu Xiaogang, you useless piece of trash, don't even think about touching Dong'er. She's mine—her body, her heart, they all belong to me!"
Meanwhile, the street where Ao Tian stood was completely blocked.
The reason for the congestion? It was him—he was simply too handsome.
With a face of absolute perfection, extravagant clothes, and an aura of lonely elegance, he captivated everyone in an instant.
It's human nature to love beauty—even though he looked like a child, that beauty was beyond resistance. Young or old, man or woman—they all fell for him.
"Shallow humans."
Ao Tian smirked slightly, causing a fresh wave of gasps among the crowd.
A few girls and young women fainted from excitement.
Ao Tian shook his head helplessly and vanished into a wisp of blue smoke.
The crowd suddenly snapped out of it, confused as to why they had gathered or what had just happened.
Ao Tian's figure reappeared inside Yu Xiaogang's research office.
Yu Xiaogang was enthusiastically explaining his research—the Ten Core Competitivenesses of Martial Souls—to Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong sat at the table, resting her delicate chin on her hand, listening in rapt attention.
Ao Tian stood beside them, concealed by a spatial ripple that neither Bibi Dong nor Yu Xiaogang could detect.
"Saintess, what do you think of my theory?"
Yu Xiaogang looked at Bibi Dong expectantly.
When speaking about his theory, all his self-doubt vanished, replaced by glowing confidence.
"Xiaogang, you're so talented."
Bibi Dong gazed at him admiringly and reached out to take his hand.
Yu Xiaogang jerked back, startled, and stood up abruptly.
"Your Holiness, you are pure and flawless. I don't want to taint your hand."
Bibi Dong said plaintively,
"Xiaogang, we both know how we feel. I admire your talent. Even if your cultivation aptitude is low, in my eyes, you're the best."
Yu Xiaogang lowered his head in silence.
To him, Bibi Dong was like a sacred snow lotus—too pure to touch, and he didn't have the courage to reach out due to his inferiority.
Watching from the side, Ao Tian grew angry.
Bibi Dong actually liked this useless man? She would end up heartbroken for this trash? How ridiculous.
He made a decision—if he wanted Bibi Dong to completely let go of Yu Xiaogang, he'd have to act on Yu Xiaogang directly.
After all, even if Ao Tian didn't interfere, Yu Xiaogang would eventually be expelled from Spirit Hall anyway. Better to speed up the process.
He gently blew toward Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang's body trembled. His previously lowered head snapped up as he sneered:
"Bibi Dong, you think I like you? How naive. I got close to you only to win your heart—so I could access all the precious information in Spirit Hall.
Now that my theory is complete, it's going to revolutionize the Soul Master world. I'm no longer trash—I'll be the greatest mentor in human history!"
He spoke with wild enthusiasm, eyes fanatical. After finishing, he gave Bibi Dong a contemptuous smile.
"You're of no use to me anymore."
To Bibi Dong, it was like a thunderclap in broad daylight. She couldn't accept it and reached out for him in panic.
"Xiaogang, what are you saying? You're lying, right?"
"Lying? Bibi Dong, you really are dumb. Your body's not bad. Since you like me, just give yourself to me."
Yu Xiaogang's eyes turned bloodshot, face flushed, breath ragged. His eyes filled with lust as he stared greedily at Bibi Dong.
"Xiaogang, don't scare me!"
Bibi Dong was on the verge of breaking down.
Yu Xiaogang stood tall, spirit power surging. He violently tore off his shirt, baring his chest, and charged at her, laughing madly.
"Bibi Dong, I'm about to become the greatest Soul Master mentor. Being my woman—it's your honor!"
Bibi Dong was stunned. Seeing Yu Xiaogang like a madman, she screamed and swung her delicate hand forward.
At this point, Bibi Dong had already reached the Soul Emperor level—far beyond Yu Xiaogang.
Her surging soul power blasted into his chest.
Pfff—
Yu Xiaogang spat out blood, flew backward, and crashed into the bookshelf behind him.
"I want you! I will have you!"
Yu Xiaogang struggled to his feet and charged again.
The disbelief on Bibi Dong's face turned to grief. After striking him down once more, she fled the room in tears.
Having endured two strikes from Bibi Dong, even though she didn't go all out, it was still more than Yu Xiaogang, who wasn't even a Grand Soul Master, could handle.
Upon the second hit, he passed out on the spot.
Ao Tian nodded in satisfaction. With this, Bibi Dong wouldn't spend her life grieving for Yu Xiaogang like in the original story.
As for Yu Xiaogang, he merely lost Bibi Dong's heart—compared to the original plot, it was no big deal.
In Bibi Dong's bedroom, Ao Tian's figure appeared.
The pink-decorated room was filled with the faint fragrance of a young woman. Ao Tian took a deep breath, feeling a bit restless.
He looked down at his current form and sighed.
Due to the cultivation method of the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Dragon Technique, with each breakthrough, his body would revert to a younger form.
Having just completed the ninth revolution, his current human form was still that of a child.
While pondering how best to help Bibi Dong, the door suddenly burst open. Bibi Dong rushed in, collapsed on the bed, and began crying bitterly.
She had always thought Yu Xiaogang was different. She never imagined he would be a beast in human clothing—approaching her just to use her, desiring only her body, no different from those filthy men.
Heartbroken, she lay sobbing on the bed.
Ao Tian thought for a moment, then revealed himself.
He spun once, transforming into his adult form—an absolutely flawless man.
He walked quietly to the bed and gently placed his hand on Bibi Dong's shoulder, patting it twice.
Bibi Dong trembled like a frightened rabbit and turned around.
"Who are you?" she asked, eyes wide.
But when she saw Ao Tian's face, the alertness faded instantly. She looked at him in shock, as if he were too beautiful to be real.
Ao Tian smiled gently.
"Don't be afraid. I mean no harm."
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