Chapter 252: Yu Xiaogang: Bibi Dong, You’re So Ruthless!

"Tang San is Tang Hao's son! If you dare harm him, Tang Hao will kill you…"

Yu Xiaogang was practically howling, shouting at Bibi Dong like a madman.

Bibi Dong, however, remained expressionless, her gaze cold and detached as black energy coiled around her.

After a long silence, her lips parted slightly, and she said,

"You probably don't know yet. Tang Hao is already dead—killed by Dai Mubai."

Her tone was indifferent and calm, as if she were recounting something trivial.

When Bibi Dong first heard the news, she too had been shocked. Tang Hao… dead? Initially, she suspected the act was committed by the old men in the Elder Hall. But after confirming with Qian Daoliu, she learned the truth—it wasn't them.

It was Dai Mubai.

The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. Dai Mubai, being as powerful as he was, a divine inheritor no less, would naturally be targeted by someone like Tang Hao. But what Tang Hao hadn't expected was that as a Title Douluo, he would still fall to Dai Mubai.

"What?"

Yu Xiaogang's body shook violently, his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets.

"No! Impossible!"

"The Haotian Douluo is invincible! How could he possibly die?!"

"And killed by Dai Mubai? Who does Dai Mubai think he is?!"

Yu Xiaogang shook his head in disbelief, refusing to accept a single word of what Bibi Dong was saying.

He sneered after a moment, mocking her,

"You must be lying, right? Bibi Dong, couldn't you at least make up a better story? Dai Mubai killing Tang Hao? Ridiculous!"

His sneer widened as if he'd uncovered some great truth, his expression full of petty triumph.

Bibi Dong merely shook her head. She didn't bother arguing. Soon, Yu Xiaogang would learn the truth—and despair.

"Tang Hao is already dead. As for your precious disciple, I had someone break his legs and throw him out of Spirit City."

Bibi Dong's voice remained calm as she spoke. In truth, she had learned of Tang San's fate only later. When she found out what Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan had done, she had given him silent approval.

For Bibi Dong, this wasn't personal. But if it could break Yu Xiaogang's spirit further, she was happy to take credit for it.

Yu Xiaogang froze.

Wasn't this exactly how he had been treated when he first came to Spirit City?

But wait… what does their grudge have to do with my disciple, Tang San?

"Bibi Dong, how could you stoop so low?! You broke my legs—fine, I deserved that. But why go after Tang San?! He's never wronged you!"

Before Yu Xiaogang could finish, Bibi Dong waved her hand dismissively, interrupting him.

"Not only that, but I also made sure he ended up just like you."

Her voice turned colder as she added,

"Childless. Do you understand?"

Yu Xiaogang trembled all over, his body shaking uncontrollably. This wasn't fear—it was rage.

So this is it! This is why I was crippled back then!

For years, he had puzzled over why he was targeted and left a broken man. Now, the truth clicked into place—it was Bibi Dong all along!

"Bibi Dong, you're so ruthless!"

His voice was hoarse, his breath labored.

"I knew you had a venomous heart back then. That's why I left you!"

SLAP!

A sharp sound echoed as Bibi Dong struck him across the face. Yu Xiaogang's mouth was twisted from the force of the blow.

"I don't want to hear another word from you, Yu Xiaogang."

Her smile was faint, but her eyes were cold as ice.

"You'd better stay alive. Soon, your father and your clan's heads will join you here."

Her words were laced with killing intent, her beauty tinged with a terrifying ruthlessness.

"???"

Yu Xiaogang froze, stunned.

What does she mean by my father and my clan's…

Suddenly, he understood. His face turned pale as he stammered, his body trembling.

She's going to target the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

"She wouldn't dare… She couldn't…"

But deep down, Yu Xiaogang knew Bibi Dong well enough to realize she absolutely would.

"Hahaha… Yu Xiaogang, take your time and wait. Oh, and don't worry about your disciple—he's being watched. There's no escaping us."

Bibi Dong's laughter echoed as she left the secret chamber, her voice filled with mockery.

"Oh, and since his legs are broken, I doubt he'll be running far, right? Hahahaha…"

Yu Xiaogang was left speechless, his heart sinking as despair engulfed him.

Time passed. Eventually, a figure appeared in the chamber, carrying something.

It wasn't Bibi Dong—it was Ghost Douluo.

Without even sparing Yu Xiaogang a glance, Ghost Douluo set down the tray and turned to leave.

"Oh, by the way, it's Piggy Peppa food."

With that, Ghost Douluo exited the room, leaving Yu Xiaogang stunned.

"..."

Holding his nose, Yu Xiaogang glanced at the so-called food and felt utterly numb.

Meanwhile, Tang San "awoke" to find his world completely changed.

Once brimming with confidence after reaching Level 50, on the verge of becoming a Spirit King, Tang San now lay broken and defeated.

His Clear Sky Hammer had been shattered by Dai Mubai, and repairing it would take an unknown amount of time. His primary martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, had also been severely affected—barely functional, its presence more of a liability than an asset.

Inspecting himself despite the intense pain, Tang San discovered his legs were broken.

And worse…

His entire body trembled violently as realization dawned. In an instant, he was wide awake.

"Dai Mubai!"

He gritted his teeth, hatred burning in his eyes.

"No, it wasn't Dai Mubai…"

Tang San recalled fleeting images from when he regained consciousness. He had seen silver-armored guards the first time and a golden-armored figure the second—clearly a Spirit Hall Title Douluo.

There's no way Dai Mubai could have commanded a Title Douluo to act!

Still, it was because of Dai Mubai that he had been left in such a state. If not for Dai Mubai's injuries, Tang San would have found a way to escape Spirit Hall unscathed.

"Father, where were you?!"

He clenched his fists, his heart filled with bitterness. His father, the mighty Tang Hao, should have been there to save him.

"You killed the previous Supreme Pontiff. You were invincible… How could you just disappear?"

As anger and despair consumed him, a faint black glow flickered in his eyes.

In his palm, the withered Blue Silver Grass martial soul reappeared, its edges tinged with a creeping darkness. The corruption that Tang Hao had once interrupted began to resurface.

(End of Chapter)