Chapter 492: Yu Xiaogang's Evil Intentions, Bi Bidong is Coming_1

"The aura of the Rakshasa God. Could it be that Xiaosan is also an inheritor of the Rakshasa God?"

Not far away, Bibi Dong wore a dazzling golden dress that fitted her from head to toe, her splendid attire sparkling with gems, her fair skin, and her near-perfect countenance made her stand out so distinctively. Especially the invisible aura of nobility and sanctity that exuded from her was such that it made people unable to resist the urge to worship.

Noble, classy, tranquil—these flattering words seemed to suit her perfectly. Yet no one would have imagined that such a woman, graceful and serene, could also be an inheritor of the Rakshasa God.

"Let it be, let everything follow its fate," Bibi Dong sighed softly, watching Tang San's figure without saying anything.

Now that Brock had returned, what did it matter whether she became a god or not, as long as he was by her side?

All that mattered was that she could be with Brock.

And since Tang San was Brock's disciple and her personally appointed Saint Heir of the Martial Soul Hall, she treated him even more fondly than Hulena. Aside from Qian Renxue and Yu Xiaogang, Tang San held the highest place in her heart.

If she and Brock were to have no children in the future, they would consider Tang San like their own child.

"Dong'er."

An ordinary-looking middle-aged man looked up at Bibi Dong, admiring her noble and stunning figure, the mysterious curves of her back silhouette, her slender waist, the plump and round buttocks that seemed so enticing, and the somewhat tight curves of her legs wrapped in the golden dress, each aspect emitting a deadly seduction.

Such a woman, akin to a celestial being—if one were to hold her in their embrace and walk down the street, they would enjoy the attention of countless onlookers.

Gazing at Bibi Dong, Yu Xiaogang felt an intense longing.

He had not been by Bibi Dong's side these years, but with a bit more effort, she would be his woman.

"Brock, you've arrived?"

"Is your body feeling any better?"

Bibi Dong asked with concern as she looked at Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul had been extracted by Xu Ran, leaving his body with severe injuries; he was, to put it bluntly, now less capable than an ordinary person. More accurately, he was someone whose body had been grievously damaged and wouldn't live much longer.

The average lifespan of an ordinary person is a hundred years.

After Xu Ran's meddling, Yu Xiaogang's lifespan could very well be halved to fifty years.

Therefore, Yu Xiaogang likely had less than ten years left to live.

"My body isn't important. I'm afraid I won't live much longer now,"

Yu Xiaogang shook his head, fully aware of his physical condition. He had only two wishes now: one was to kill Xu Ran, and the other was to possess a beauty, seeing Bibi Dong obediently serve him like a dog, waiting on him hand and foot.

He had become a cripple, and Bibi Dong needed to become one as well—that would make them a proper match.

"Brock, don't talk like that. With me here and the resources of the Soul Hall to take care of you, you can continue to live," Bibi Dong said anxiously, comforting Yu Xiaogang.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang in such a state, her heart was also in great distress.

How wonderful Yu Xiaogang was back in his days, full of literary grace and commanding presence.

She still remembered the first time they met; she was in the archives coming down the stairs with a pile of documents when Yu Xiaogang bumped into her, scattering the documents all over. It was then that she started to have feelings for Yu Xiaogang.

In the Martial Soul Hall, everyone knew only to flatter her, except Yu Xiaogang was slightly different.

But now, Brock, though only middle-aged, seemed as if he was approaching twilight years.

Time fleets by, evoking a sigh.

But no matter what, her feelings for Brock would not change.

Even if everyone said that Brock was worthless, she would always be there, silently supporting him.

"Alive? How can I live? I've become a complete waste, a total waste, without even a Martial Soul left. Dong'er, I..."

"It's all Xu Ran's fault, Xu Ran has always targeted me. Xu Ran doesn't just target me, but also Xiaosan."

Yu Xiaogang wept, revealing a chilling smile.

He had been brainwashing Bi Bidong these days, and now Bi Bidong knew about Xu Ran's evil deeds. As long as Bi Bidong made a move against Xu Ran, Xu Ran would be done for.

Bi Bidong cared so much for him, she would surely take action against Xu Ran of her own accord to win his favor.

"Xu Ran?"

Bi Bidong's expression was icy.

She had heard the name Xu Ran more than once. Xu Ran's talent was strong, both Ci Tun Douluo and Serpent Spear Douluo had failed in their attempts to deal with Xu Ran. Although Xu Ran's "Cultivation Level" was not high, ordinary Titled Douluo were no longer his match.

But what of that, she was the Pope of Martial Soul Hall.

If Xu Ran dared lay a hand on Brock, there was only one outcome, and that was death!

"Brock, rest assured, I won't let anyone who bullied you live in this world."

"Xu Ran will definitely die, I'll take action against him myself," Bi Bidong said coldly. She was also one of the inheritors of the Rakshasa God and had been the Pope for so many years, decisive in killing, never soft-hearted when facing enemies.

Brock had suffered so much in Notting City, waiting for her. Even so, his love for her remained unchanged, and despite the pressure from the Elder Hall, he still came to her.

Their love was very sincere.

Brock had been so good to her, and those who bullied her would also be punished by her.

"When will you take care of Xu Ran?" Yu Xiaogang looked at Bi Bidong with hopeful eyes, extremely excited, waiting for Bi Bidong's response.

Someone like Xu Ran, who caused him so much misery, he only wanted to see Xu Ran die sooner, the more miserable the death, the better.

With Bi Bidong in action, there was no chance for Xu Ran to survive.

"Tomorrow, after I have explained everything regarding the Martial Soul Hall, I will depart," Bi Bidong said with a slight frown, looking at Yu Xiaogang in front of her.

Looking at the wrinkles on Yu Xiaogang's face, and his white hair, she couldn't help feeling a bit sad, for Brock had suffered a lot over these years.

Now her heart was filled with a murderous intent, no matter how talented Xu Ran was, whoever Bi Bidong intended to kill, no one could stop her!

"Great! Dong'er, I love you."

Yu Xiaogang shouted excitedly, thinking Bi Bidong looked even more beautiful, reaching out to hold Bi Bidong tightly in his arms and dote on her.

The night was already deep, with the bright moon hanging in the sky. If he could be with Bi Bidong at this time... Under the Pope's robes, that soft body as beautiful as Mutton Fat Jade... that would be true enjoyment, the life he, Yu Xiaogang, deserved!

"Brock, can you wait for me a few more days? I'm still not a match for that old fellow Qian Dao Liu," Bi Bidong said. Even though Yu Xiaogang had been in the Martial Soul Hall for some time, there was still a distance of more than two meters between them. It remained so even when they were alone.

As the Great Elder of Martial Soul Hall, Qian Dao Liu had even more power than Bi Bidong. If Qian Dao Liu became irritated, Yu Xiaogang would be squashed into a pancake on the spot.

"Alright, I'm not in a hurry."

"I have pined for you in Notting City, having waited all these years, I won't fuss over this," Yu Xiaogang sighed deeply, pretending as if he had longed for Bi Bidong all this time.

Bi Bidong was also moved by Yu Xiaogang's words, feeling even more guilty towards him.

"Brock, I must leave now. Tomorrow I'll sneak into Tiandou City without a sound and twist Xu Ran's head off as a gift for you," Bi Bidong said before leaving.

"Haha, Bi Bidong, Xu Ran... I, Yu Xiaogang, am the most formidable after all. Xu Ran, for humiliating me, you will pay with your life. As for Bi Bidong, you're my woman; once my disciple has crippled your "Cultivation Level," then you will become my concubine. Pope Bi Bidong, you're unworthy of being my wife. Such beauty, and still a Pope, being the concubine of Yu Xiaogang will surely feel different," Yu Xiaogang sneered. Although he was in a dreadful state, he wanted others to be worse off than him.

He didn't have long to live, and when he died, he wouldn't let Bi Bidong have an easy life either. He would have Tang San send Bi Bidong on her way, to accompany him in death. Otherwise, dying alone would be so lonely. Even in death, Bi Bidong would be nothing more than a dog at his side.