Douluo: Qian Xunji's Joyful Life

Chapter 51: Bibi Dong's Heart Stirs

Over the next two months, Bibi Dong gave Yu Xiaogang nearly all the theoretical knowledge the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan possessed—particularly the Ning family's generations of research into martial souls. Day after day, he immersed himself in the sea of knowledge, discovering something new about the soul master world.

But in the end, even after reading the extensive trove of lore that the Ning family had gathered over countless years, Yu Xiaogang still failed to find any way to reverse his malignant martial soul mutation. Finally he fell into despair and gave up.

"So it seems I'm destined to stay a Grand Soul Master forever," he said bleakly.

"Xiaogang, you can't just give up!"

During those two months, they had grown considerably closer. Bibi Dong gradually recognized Yu Xiaogang's good qualities. Even though his martial soul was a failed variant, he had never resigned himself to it. He always carried himself with confidence and ideals, persevering for strength. Unknowingly, this iron will had drawn her to him.

Yu Xiaogang's face held a smile even more pitiful than a sob. "Dong'er, there's just no solution. Even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, richest in theory, can't fix my mutated martial soul. Nobody in this entire world can."

He knew that even if the Wuhun Hall had a method, he'd have no chance to gain it anyway. Unlike here, the Hall didn't have anyone pure-hearted like Bibi Dong pouring her all into helping a mere Grand Soul Master search for answers.

Bibi Dong said, "If you truly can't become a strong fighter, then you can become a master of theory."

"A 'theoretical master'?" Yu Xiaogang blinked uncertainly.

Bibi Dong nodded. "Look at the vast knowledge in this Seven Treasure Glazed Tile library—doesn't that prove how vital theoretical research is to the soul master world? You still have that unwavering resolve to become strong. If you pour it into theory, I believe you could become a true master of soul master theory!"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's eyes reignited with hope. "Yes… Dong'er, thank you for guiding me. If I'm doomed to remain weak, I'll devote myself to theory and become an expert there!"

"Mhm! Xiaogang, I'm sure you can do it!" Bibi Dong smiled, feeling her own heart pound. Seeing him so resolute and spirited was deeply attractive.

Inside the Seven Treasure Hall

For these two whole months, Bibi Dong's unusual behavior hadn't escaped Ning Fengzhi's notice. Otherwise, he wouldn't be considered the most brilliant sect master in Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan history.

In truth, he had detected it from early on, but at first he didn't think anything of it, never imagining that Bibi Dong might develop any relationship with someone like Yu Xiaogang—someone who had tarnished the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's name. Why would she, a favored princess with near-limitless talent, become interested in a soul master the entire world ridiculed? Someone who couldn't surpass rank 30 no matter how many resources were thrown at him?

They were polar opposites: a shining star versus a scorned outcast. How could they possibly come together? He was sure Yu Xiaogang's fragile self-esteem would keep him from even standing near someone as dazzling as Bibi Dong, let alone forging a connection.

But gradually, Ning Fengzhi realized something was off. Bibi Dong nearly gave away the clan's entire stockpile of knowledge for Yu Xiaogang's sake. And it seemed… unbelievably… that she was the one pursuing him, while he was so self-abasing he wouldn't even dare touch her fingertip.

If the Ning family were the Qian family of Wuhun Hall, and Bibi Dong tried sharing secrets about the Six-Winged Angel, soul bone sets, soul bone skills, or even reaching the hundredth rank, Ning Fengzhi would have already had Yu Xiaogang dismembered to preserve the secret. But the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda had no big mysteries: its soul skills were fixed, and its known defects were no secret among high-level soul masters.

"What's making you so happy, Fengzhi?" Sword Douluo asked, seeing the delight on Ning Fengzhi's face.

Ning Fengzhi smiled. "Sword Uncle, Bone Uncle, I think I've found a way to win Dong'er over."

"Hahaha!" x2

Sword and Bone Douluo both laughed.

"Fengzhi, stop teasing us old men. You've tried so many ways to court Bibi Dong, and look—she's not budged an inch. If anything, she's getting more annoyed at you."

Ning Fengzhi's smile looked rather sheepish but quickly steadied. "I'm serious. I simply hadn't found the right approach before, but now I know what interests her."

"What is it?" they asked.

"Theory," Ning Fengzhi said, quite confidently. After all, who wasn't a "theory master" in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan? This was his clan, and in terms of theoretical knowledge, it definitely ranked among the best on the entire continent.

Sword Douluo frowned slightly. "Fengzhi, how did you find this out? I recall you gave up on chasing Bibi Dong a while ago, letting her be the clan's Guardian Elder if she so chose."

"Yes, I did… She's never shown any interest in me. Tang Hao, Tang Xiao—she had no regard for them. Qian Xunji—she outright detests him. She's the one with the highest talent in the clan's history, our shining star, so I grew more resigned over time. But—" He sighed. "—recently I discovered that Dong'er may have found someone she likes."

"Who is it?! Let's see if that boy qualifies to be my niece's husband," Bone Douluo growled, face darkening. Sword Douluo, too, stayed silent but carried an unmistakable chill. Over the years, they had long since treated Bibi Dong like their own kin, wanting only the best for her.

Ning Fengzhi said, "Yu Xiaogang."

"Yu Xiaogang? I've never heard of any 'Yu Xiaogang' among our clan's talents. Wait—that name sounds vaguely familiar," Sword Douluo said, tapping his memory.

"Yes—Yu Xiaogang, from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan…" As soon as Ning Fengzhi uttered that, Bone Douluo slapped the arm of his chair so hard he broke it. He stood up in fury, killing intent seething. "So it's some worthless leftover from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan who ended up in our clan?! Daring to lay a finger on Dong'er? I'll kill him, and if that old dragon Yu Yuanzhen dares find trouble, I'll handle him too!"

"Bone Uncle, please, calm down!" Ning Fengzhi hastily said.

"Calm down? I'd sooner see Dong'er lonely forever, or even marrying one of our ordinary disciples, than give her to a piece of trash!" Bone Douluo snarled, exuding murderous aura throughout the hall. Sword Douluo remained silent, but the light around him darkened, evidence of his hidden rage.

Were Yu Xiaogang to appear now, Sword Douluo might have cut him down on the spot without a second thought.

"Bone Uncle, that's exactly why you must calm down. Didn't I just say I've found a method to 'win over' Dong'er?" Ning Fengzhi sighed. People needed to use their heads. They needed strategy.

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