Douluo: I became Qian Renxue's follower and was forced to become a god

About a week later, Yu Xiaogang arrived at Wuhun City.

Wuhun City is considered the most prosperous city in the entire continent. The residents living here are all soul masters with cultivation, and the whole city is emitting faint fluctuations of soul power.

Yu Xiaogang walked on the street, feeling the abundant energy of heaven and earth around him. He couldn't help but sigh that all roads lead to Wuhun City, and some people were born in Wuhun City.

What is there to say?

Oh yes, the local dogs in Wuhun City are as powerful as ten-year soul beasts because of the abundant elemental energy of heaven and earth.

Many forces that were once dissatisfied with the Spirit Hall sent secret personnel to go undercover in Spirit City. However, because it was too convenient to practice in Spirit City, they actually rebelled and directly joined the Spirit Hall.

In fact, if Yu Xiaogang had not lived in Wuhun City when he was young, it would have taken him a long time to reach level 29.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel resentful. If he could continue to practice in Wuhun City, then there would be no worries about not being able to break through level 30!

He glanced at the towering palace with a gloomy look, and then walked towards the direction of the Pope's Palace.

"Stop, who are you?" The Templar Warriors of the Spirit Hall stopped him.

"Ahem..." Yu Xiaogang coughed twice, then rubbed his cane to straighten his back, "I'm an old friend of the Pope, please let him know."

The Templar Knight carefully looked at Yu Xiaogang, and then said disdainfully: "Your cultivation fluctuations are no more than level 30, right? Are you worthy of being the Pope's old friend? Do you think the Spirit Hall is a vegetable market? Leave now."

Yu Xiaogang felt a pain in his heart. The 29th level of cultivation was a concern for him. No matter how strong he was, he could not ignore this kind of stimulation.

"You--" he gasped.

Another Templar quickly persuaded his colleague: "Be more restrained and don't let this guy scare you into going insane. That, Mr. Great Spirit Master, His Holiness the Pope is not someone that anyone can meet. You don't know that the number of people who want to see His Holiness the Pope can probably stretch from Wuhun City to the Star Dou Great Forest."

"If you have nothing else, please leave first and don't interfere with our duties."

His words were polite, but they also showed his responsibility.

Yu Xiaogang had no choice but to leave the square in front of the Pope's Palace in disgrace.

But he did not leave or give up. Instead, he stayed in an inn temporarily - he had a plan B.

At the same time, the news of Yu Xiaogang's request for a meeting reached Qian Daoliu.

"This guy doesn't think that the Pope is still Bibi Dong." The old man said a little strangely.

He knocked on the table in front of him, and a figure appeared. It was the elder of the Spirit Hall - Lingyuan Douluo, who was also the only known female elder with a title.

"What is Bibi Dong doing now?" Qian Daoliu asked.

"Your Majesty, the former pope has been sleepless, refusing to eat or practice." Lingyuan Douluo hesitated for a moment and said, "He locked himself in the room and refused to see anyone."

"Where are the two little girls?"

"Young Master and Saintess have entered into meditation in the mimicry training forest that you specially prepared. They are currently on the Six-Winged Mountain."

"Well, I see."

It turned out that Bibi Dong had not actually entered deep meditation. The reason why the old man said he would personally handle this matter was also intentional.

He also prepared a training place specifically for Qian Renxue and Shi Yueyi on Liuyi Mountain.

……

At the same time, in a room in the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong was pacing back and forth.

Suddenly, the noise outside the window attracted her attention.

She is now at the ninety-ninth level of the peerless realm. Although her soul power has been suppressed to ninety-eight due to the problem of the divine test, she still possesses mental power comparable to the peerless realm, so her mental power can cover Wuhun City.

"A brand new work by Yu Xiaogang, the theoretical master of the soul master world!"

She heard someone shouting.

"Yu Xiaogang?" Bibi Dong was stunned.

She had heard this name many times in the past few years, all about the story and reasons why Dashi was imprisoned, but she had never actually met him.

Yu Xiaogang came to Wuhun City? And brought a new work?

Bibi Dong certainly knew what the original ten theories were. Could it be that Xiaogang had developed some completely new martial spirit theory?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile bitterly. In the past two years, the Spirit Hall's theoretical research can be described as rapid progress. How could Yu Xiaogang compare?

After pondering for a moment, she decided to go and see for herself.

After a series of makeovers, she disguised herself as an ordinary soul master, then concealed her aura and walked onto the street.

Sure enough, she found the "Eleven Core Competitiveness of Martial Soul" promoted by Yu Xiaogang.

“The original martial soul is a branch of the beast martial soul?” Bibi Dong was immediately amused but a little speechless when she saw this description.

According to the research of the Spirit Hall, the spirit that had been inconclusive for Elder Ghost until now was determined to be a type of his own spirit.

In other words, Elder Ghost’s “soul martial soul” is also his body martial soul. You’re telling me that this kind of martial soul is also a beast martial soul?

She frowned, not knowing what to say.

Bibi Dong originally wanted to go directly to Yu Xiaogang and ask him to change his ways, but she suddenly fell silent!

If it was more than ten years ago, or even a few years ago, she would have sensed it the moment Yu Xiaogang stepped into Wuhun City, but now she was obviously slow, much slower.

On the contrary, she received the signal as soon as Qian Renxue and Shi Yueyi arrived in Wuhun City.

What are her feelings towards Yu Xiaogang? And what are her feelings towards Qian Renxue?

she asked herself in her mind.

Once again, Bibi Dong's heart skipped a beat.

Because the reason she had been upset for a long time was not because of Yu Xiaogang, but because of Qian Renxue.

When did this start?

It started from the conversation she had with Rakshasa Shennian outside the City of Slaughter.

At that time, in order to seduce Bibi Dong to continue to degenerate and be full of resentment, the Rakshasa God constantly provoked her with words.

"Think about it, with Qian Renxue here, you will never be able to get rid of the Spirit Hall in your lifetime, not to mention what you said before about wanting to destroy the Spirit Hall! She is not only your daughter, but also Qian Xunji's daughter!" Luosha God's voice was bewitching, "Then how can you have the face to meet your beloved... Yu Xiaogang in the future?"

Originally Luosha wanted to use Yu Xiaogang to stimulate Bibi Dong and let her kill Qian Renxue.

As a result, this made Bibi Dong, who was a little rebellious, a little confused.

Similarly, it was also because she saw the injustice of Luosha Jiukao towards her. Not only did he not increase the age of her spirit ring, but he also sucked the age of her most important second martial spirit, the sixth spirit ring, and forcibly sucked it from a red ring to a black one.

Therefore, taking all these circumstances into account, as well as the stimulation from the Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong actually activated a special feeling towards Qian Renxue, so that now when she heard the three words "Yu Xiaogang", she no longer felt as excited as before.

Bibi Dong, do you really love Yu Xiaogang?

She asked herself in her heart.

Maybe it's just an obsession. It is this obsession that made Bibi Dong, made her paranoid, made her crazy, and even made her embark on the path of being chosen by the Rakshasa God.

"Dong'er, is that you?" Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong turned her head and looked in surprise at Yu Xiaogang, whose arm was broken.