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Truly audacious.
He even dares to barge into the Pope's Hall of the Martial Soul Hall.
Has he grown tired of living?
"Get lost!"
Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back.
The aura of dominance around him burst forth to the extreme.
His demeanor was as if he had never placed these shrimp soldiers and crab generals in his eyes.
Indeed, although his own combat ability wasn't high,
he truly did not see these soldiers guarding the entrance of the Pope's Hall of the Martial Soul Hall as a threat.
"Who are you? Get lost quickly, or don't blame us for being ruthless!"
A leading officer spoke up.
He carefully sized up the old man in black clothing standing in front of him.
The man just stood there outside the entrance to the Pope's Hall of the Martial Soul Hall, clearly without any strong soul power fluctuations, yet carrying an air of extraordinary poise.
If he didn't reveal his identity, they would directly blast him away.
After all, an imposing air is useless.
One needs real capability.
In this world, power has always been paramount,
not a pretense of strength.
Fact is, anyone can put up such a facade!
"Leave? If you delay my business, can you afford the responsibility? I'll give you a moment to disappear from my sight!"
Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly.
His sleeve swung violently.
He carried more swagger than the average Titled Douluo.
If one didn't know better, they might think he was the Pope himself.
"Take action!"
Unable to sense any soul power from Yu Xiaogang, the officer directly ordered his men to move.
After all, this is the Pope's Hall,
no place for lunatics to cause trouble!
If he really had strength or confidence, then show it!
To those who deal in deceits, they'd rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go; such was their principle of action.
"How dare you! Let's see who dares!!"
Seeing this group really closing in on him, Yu Xiaogang seemed a bit anxious and immediately took out an Elder's Order and displayed it to the group of guards.
He then swept his gaze over them.
Still standing with his hands behind his back,
his other arm seemed as if it were disabled,
motionless behind his back.
These people are all Soul Masters,
and all above the level of a Soul King.
He believed that as long as he showed the Elder Order, they would recognize what it signified.
"We greet the Elder."
As soon as the people saw the Elder's Order, they immediately knelt in worship.
With the Order in hand, it was as though an Elder himself had arrived!!
So they dared not disrespect him.
Although they knew the person in front of them couldn't possibly be an Elder.
After all, the soul power of the man was just over level 30,
not even level 40.
Have you ever seen an Elder below level 40?
There simply aren't any!
"Hmph! If only you knew this from the start, why act rashly, a bunch of lowly creatures!"
With the Order in hand, there was basically no need to worry; it was like a trump card access pass.
And just like that, everyone stepped aside.
Creating a path, they allowed Yu Xiaogang to enter.
Yu Xiaogang thus marched into the Martial Soul Hall with a proud aura.
The people at the sides bowed their heads and dared not speak.
Thankfully, there were no people from Shrek here.
If someone from Shrek saw the Master coming here, they would surely be shocked.
Why would he come to the Martial Soul Hall?
What sort of trouble could this man be planning?
After all, the current image of the Master in their hearts has become one of extreme extremity.
They really worried about what sort of crazy thing he might do.
"What are you standing around for, hurry up and take me to see your Pope Bibi Dong. Are you going to let me walk in alone?"
At that moment, the Master paused...
His face wore a very serious expression as he gazed around.
His words were ice cold.
After all, he now held the status of an Elder.
Shouldn't someone personally lead him inside?
"At your command!"
Although the escort was somewhat displeased,
they still proceeded to lead Yu Xiaogang inside at that moment.
Looking around at the environment, Yu Xiaogang's mind was flooded with memories from his youth.
He wasn't here to see someone else; it was to see Bibi Dong.
If Liu Erlong knew about this before, she would surely be very angry!
Because she would be jealous.
She didn't want him to have anything to do with this woman.
But that was before.
Now that she's involved with Flander,
he no longer cared.
It was Liu Erlong's loss for missing out on him, Yu Xiaogang.
He still had someone after all!
This person was none other than the current Pope!
That's right, when they were younger, this Pope was head over heels in love with him.
And to this day, she's still alone.
If he were willing, just by lowering his stature, the current Pope could become his woman, Yu Xiaogang's!
Liu Erlong? What's she worth?
Nothing but a bastard of the Blue Electric Overlord Dragon Clan!
And as for Flander, a nobody!
Does he even compare??
A few minutes passed, and the Master was slowly led into the Martial Soul Hall by the guards,
If not for having an important matter today that required seeing Bibi Dong, he would really like to take a tour of the Martial Soul Hall.
All memories of his youth were here.
"We greet Your Holiness, the Pope."
Upon reaching the main hall of the Pope's Palace, all the guards cried out in unison,
then collectively knelt down,
including the guards outside!
"What's the matter?"
Bibi Dong did not look towards the entrance but asked thoughtfully.
"Your Holiness, the Pope, Elder Yu Xiaogang requests an audience,"
reported the captain of the guards.
"Yu Xiaogang?"
At the mention of that name, Bibi Dong immediately turned around.
She then saw everyone kneeling, with only a single silhouette standing upright.
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The shadow was none other than Yu Xiaogang.
He had no intention of paying respect and simply stood still beside the guard.
Bi Bidong had once been his woman, and although she was now the Pontiff, he still felt there was no need for such courtesies.
Moreover, he had come to inform her of some news.
How could he kneel before this woman?!
"You may leave."
Gazing at the man, Bi Bidong's expressive eyes gleamed with light.
How could this familiar yet stranger man come to seek her at this time?
At this moment, Bi Bidong spoke and stood up, her right hand gripping the wand, like a goddess of the world.
And in fact, she was one.
"Yes!"
Upon hearing her command, all the escorts gradually exited the Pope's Palace.
In the end, only Yu Xiaogang and Bi Bidong were left, facing each other.
It had been many years since they last met.
The last encounter was decades ago.
Yet, she was curious what had driven such a proud and egotistical man to her doorstep.
"Long time no see."
Bi Bidong spoke, looking at Yu Xiaogang.
In her youth, she had indeed loved him.
And she felt she had wronged him.
But now, after so many years, any feelings had faded.
"Bi Bidong, you're still the same as before."
At this moment, the Master spoke.
He hadn't expected that after so many years, she was still as beautiful as before.
While he had changed.
He had become the spitting image of a mature man.
"You didn't come here today just to praise me, right? That's not your style."
Bi Bidong's eyes narrowed, her tone decidedly cool.
After all, she was the Pontiff.
She governed the largest power on the Continent, the Martial Soul Hall.
With countless Titled Douluos at her command.
She could even sway the powers of the world.
If she wished.
So she had no reason to engage in idle chatter with this man.
She only wanted to know what he was here for.
If he still intended to woo her with the naive words of the past, then forget it.
After all, she was no longer the ignorant girl she once was!
In truth, Bi Bidong knew that Yu Xiaogang had used her in the past.
It was about the theft of Martial Soul data.
The other side had compiled it into his so-called "ten core competencies."
And back then, some bastard had used that data to blackmail her, the goddess.
Leading her step by step into a trap.
And forcibly taking her body!
Of course, she had kept this secret deep within her heart.
She never spoke of it to anyone.
"Of course not."
At this point, the Master responded.
His face still bore a trace of defiance.
"Then why have you come to find me?"
Now, Bi Bidong looked at Yu Xiaogang.
She was quite eager to know what purpose Yu Xiaogang had in seeking her.
"Bi Bidong, I want to know how you overcame the challenge of the Twin Martial Souls."
Today, Yu Xiaogang had come for two purposes.
The first was to seek advice.
It was the arduous challenge of the Twin Martial Souls.
And the second was to deal with Ye Feng!!
Of course, he would seek the answer to the first question for his disciple first.
"Bi Bidong is how you address me? Seek your counsel from Her Holiness the Pope!"
Upon hearing these words, Bi Bidong gripped her wand.
She assumed a very cold demeanor!
"This."
The Master, who had been strolling around the grand hall as if it were his own home, paused abruptly.
"Your Holiness, would you tell me how you overcame the Twin Martial Souls challenge, please?"
Yu Xiaogang composed himself before inquiring further.
It seems a long time without seeing each other…
The old feelings have begun to fade, haven't they?
"You need not know that! Nor do I have to tell you!"
Bi Bidong, irritated, responded.
Were they that close? Why should she tell him how she overcame Twin Martial Souls?
Why should she?
Who does he think he is?!
"This is very important to me. I think you know that I've taken on a disciple, who's been training with me for seven or eight years now. Fortunately, he possesses Twin Martial Souls, just like you, and I hope to cultivate him into a powerful warrior," said the Master as he continued to speak.
"You're going to train him to be a strong warrior and then have him oppose me?!" Bi Bidong sneered upon hearing this.
She thought the Master was quite absurd.
The disciple had the Hao Tian Hammer.
Anyone would know what the Hao Tian Hammer meant to Martial Soul Hall, right?
It was a scar!
An unmentionable scar!
"No, Your Holiness, you misunderstand me. If you'd be willing to tell me how you did it, I can assure you that my disciple will never act against Martial Soul Hall. Plus, you would be doing him a favor by sharing, and he is someone who repays kindness," the Master then said to Bi Bidong, his gaze filled with sincerity.
The Master continued to plead with her to help his disciple.
The continent-wide Senior Soul Master competition could only be won by using the second Martial Soul.
That was Tang San's trump card.
"Heh," Bi Bidong scoffed.