Chapter 148: If Yu Xiaogang is the Beginning of a Counterattack Life
In a dream—
The world was a blur of pain and humiliation. Then, a single, perfect purple herb.
Yu Xiaogang consumed the Immortal Herb, the Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma. An agonizing fire erupted in his Dantian, a power so immense it felt like it would tear him apart.
But he welcomed it. He knew this was his destiny.
His Spirit, Luo San Pao, squealed. It was enveloped in a golden light so bright it was blinding. The pig-dog form convulsed, its shape twisting and elongating.
A roar, not a fart, echoed through the dream-forest. His Spirit evolved into the Golden Holy Dragon, a superior, divine Spirit recorded only in the deepest annuals of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
He successfully broke through the Level 30 bottleneck that had shackled him for two decades.
In the decade that followed, he continued to make breakthroughs.
His "theories," once mocked, were now his reality. He acquired his third Spirit Ring, a 2,000-year beast. His fourth, a 6,000-year. His fifth, a 15,000-year.
He was unstoppable. He was the genius he always told everyone he was.
At the age of 40, his Spirit Power broke through to Level 90. He didn't just find a 100,000-year Spirit Beast; he hunted it. Alone.
He obtained the legendary 100,000-year Spirit Ring, becoming the youngest Titled Douluo on the Douluo Continent, and currently the only known one to possess such a ring.
On the first day after becoming a Titled Douluo, he swaggered back to the 'World's Number One Sect,' the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
In front of all the clan members who had once mocked him, he defeated his father, Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen.
It wasn't a fight; it was an execution. His Golden Holy Dragon's divine aura completely suppressed his father's "inferior" dragon, pinning him to the ground before he could even use his third ability.
"This is true power, Father," he had said, looking down on the old man. "This is what my theories, my wisdom, have achieved."
He became the new Sect Master of the World's Number One Sect, his fame spreading across the land.
The next day, he led his clan members, carried in an eight-bearer sedan chair, to Spirit City to propose marriage and wed Bibi Dong. While there, he would also acquire his own title.
At that time, Spirit City had just completed the Supreme Pontiff succession ceremony. The new Supreme Pontiff was Bibi Dong, who had previously been the Holy Maiden.
She had also become a Titled Douluo, but, he sneered, without a 100,000-year ninth ring.
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang charged unimpeded to Supreme Pontiff Mountain. The Guardian Knights saw his nine rings and bowed, trembling. The Cardinals dared not stop him.
He continued until he reached the entrance of the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
He was then blocked by the former Supreme Pontiff, Qianxun Ji, who had already stepped down and become an Elder.
"Sect Master Yu, congratulations on becoming the Sect Master of the World's Number One Sect. However, if you wish to obtain a title, please proceed to Douluo Hall."
At this moment, Qianxun Ji, facing Yu Xiaogang, who possessed a 100,000-year Spirit Ring and the Golden Holy Dragon Spirit, no longer had his former haughty demeanor. His voice was laced with fear, and his words were full of apprehension.
"I will naturally acquire my title," Yu Xiaogang clasped his hands behind his back, unwilling to even glance at Qianxun Ji.
"But before that, I must first see Bibi Dong and tell her that I, Yu Xiaogang, have returned."
How dare a mere former Supreme Pontiff, whose Spirit Power had not advanced an inch in decades, block the path of him, the Sect Master of the World's Number One Sect?
If not for Qianxun Ji having a Limit Douluo father, he wouldn't even have the right to stand before him and speak.
"Her Holiness the Supreme Pontiff is indisposed. Perhaps Sect Master Yu could return another day," Qianxun Ji said respectfully, lowering his head.
Yu Xiaogang sneered, staring at Qianxun Ji, and calmly said, "What if I refuse!"
As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang's body trembled. Nine Spirit Rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one RED—suddenly rose.
A phantom of a Golden Holy Dragon, over 10 meters long, coiled behind him. A vast, divine Spirit pressure erupted, covering Qianxun Ji and hundreds of Guardian Knights.
"He's... he's actually a Titled Douluo with a 100,000-year Spirit Ring! So strong!" Qianxun Ji was pressed down onto one knee, his face flushed, panting like an ox. "Although we are both Titled Douluo, I am no match for him at all!"
The other Guardian Knights couldn't even stand steadily, each lying on the ground like dead dogs.
They looked just like he himself had been bullied by the Spirit Hall lackeys in the past.
Yu Xiaogang grinned. This was justice. This was his reward.
Just then, Bibi Dong's lazy, powerful voice came from within the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
"Let him in."
As Bibi Dong's voice echoed, Qianxun Ji stepped aside, maintaining his respectful, kneeling posture.
Yu Xiaogang disdainfully glanced at Qianxun Ji, then flicked his sleeve and pushed the door open. The empty hall before him was so familiar.
He quickly walked into the inner hall, where an enchanting woman in a brilliant golden gown came into view. She was still breathtakingly beautiful and captivating.
She held an Angelic Scepter in her left hand, rested her right hand on her fragrant cheek, and leaned against the armrest of the throne. Her posture was graceful, and the light gown she wore accentuated her perfectly slender figure, her curves undulating alluringly.
Perhaps it was because they hadn't met for over a decade, but he felt that Bibi Dong was even more beautiful than before, as if she had gained a radiant glow.
However, her gaze was as cold as if she were looking at a stranger, and her tone was unusually flat: "Sect Master Yu, what brings you to my Supreme Pontiff Palace?"
"Why are you so cold to me, Bibi Dong? It's true that I wronged you back then, leaving without a word. But I had my reasons!"
"If I had taken you with me back then, I wouldn't have been able to protect you at all. Now that we are both Titled Douluo, we can completely start anew."
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, and looked at Bibi Dong, putting on an extremely affectionate facade.
In his opinion, Bibi Dong couldn't possibly refuse him.
Bibi Dong's brilliant golden gown enveloped her. Below her swan-like jade neck, her chest rose like snow-capped peaks, like solidified white jade, and her slender waist was so delicate it could not be spanned by a single hand.
She slowly rose, her posture graceful and noble, with a hint less of her previous charm, and sighed softly: "It's too late, Yu Xiaogang. I am already married."
As her words fell, a golden flying sword flew in from outside the hall.
Yu Xiaogang was greatly alarmed. His body trembled, and he instantly completed his Spirit Avatar.
However, before he could deploy his defense, the flying sword pierced through his protective Spirit Power, passed through his chest, and pinned him to the Seraphim relief carving at the very top of the Supreme Pontiff Palace's main hall.
Golden light surged, and a figure, who had appeared beside Bibi Dong at some unknown time, gradually became clear.
It was none other than Qin Xuan, who had once inflicted endless humiliation upon him.
What terrified Yu Xiaogang even more were the Spirit Rings on Qin Xuan's body: two yellow, two purple, two black, and... three red.
That was two more 100,000-year Spirit Rings than he possessed.
"It's you! Qin Xuan!" Seeing who it was, Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened in fury. He tried to break free, but found himself impaled by the sword. Its sword qi sealed his meridians, preventing him from condensing even a trace of Spirit Power.
Bibi Dong smiled enchantingly. The graceful and noble woman she had been a moment ago instantly transformed into a docile little woman, nestling into Qin Xuan's arms.
She introduced him to Yu Xiaogang, "Yu Xiaogang, let me introduce you. This is my husband, Qin Xuan."
Qin Xuan gently stroked Bibi Dong's hair, a slight smile playing on his lips. He looked at Yu Xiaogang and said, "We meet again, Yu Xiaogang. I should have told you back then to get as far away as possible. If you ever dared to step into Spirit City again, I'd castrate you. Now, I'll make good on that promise."
"Fourth Spirit Ability—Changming Thrust Array."
Qin Xuan's fourth Spirit Ring lit up. The next moment, countless golden blades emerged from the ground, attacking Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang was greatly shocked. With his Spirit Power sealed, how could he withstand Qin Xuan's attack? He immediately cried out to Bibi Dong for help, "Bibi Dong, quickly save me! Have you forgotten our past affection?"
However, his cries for help were met only with Bibi Dong's indifference and schadenfreude.
"Qin Xuan, my dear," Bibi Dong cooed, "he seemed to be asking me to save him just now."
"And will you save him?"
"Why would I save him? I only love you now, my dear."
As they spoke, the two kissed.
"You... you pair of scoundrels! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you off!" Yu Xiaogang's eyes were wide with rage, cold sweat beading on his forehead. As the Changming Sword blades drew closer, he shouted loudly:
"Who will save me? Who will save Yu Xiaogang, the Sect Master of the World's Number One Sect?!"
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