Douluo: What If Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang Ended Up Together?

"Will I? Of course, I will!"

Yu Xiaogang replied without hesitation, his voice firm and decisive.

His gaze toward Bibi Dong was filled with deep affection.

Even after hearing that Bibi Dong had lost her status as the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, had her cultivation abolished, and had even become crippled…

Which essentially meant she had lost all value for him.

But then he thought about how, ever since leaving the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he had been unable to find a way to evolve his spirit, Luo Sanpao, into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

He was unwilling to accept this reality.

Even though Bibi Dong was now a cripple, she had once been the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, a position that surely granted her knowledge of many secrets within the organization.

Not to mention, she was extraordinarily beautiful.

On top of that, she was a rare twin martial soul holder with innate full soul power!

If he could bring Bibi Dong back with him, those in the clan who had always looked down on him would definitely see him in a new light.

If his father saw that he had brought back the former Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall to be his wife, he would surely be astonished—

And absolutely delighted.

After all, for soul masters, the martial soul and talent of their offspring were directly linked to those of their parents.

Yu Xiaogang's martial soul and talent were indeed subpar.

But if he could have children with Bibi Dong, their offspring would undoubtedly possess an extraordinary martial soul and talent!

At this thought, Yu Xiaogang grew increasingly excited.

"Dong'er, I know… this all happened to you because of me."

He continued gazing at Bibi Dong with deep affection, his voice filled with sincerity.

"But don't worry—I will take responsibility for you!"

"Since the Spirit Hall has abandoned you, then I will take you back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and ask my father to grant us marriage!"

"M-Marriage?"

Bibi Dong's delicate, stunning face flushed a deep red. Her fair, slender hands clenched tightly together, and she was so overwhelmed with emotion that she nearly fainted.

"Xiaogang, then let's return to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan right away!"

Bibi Dong eagerly urged, her voice filled with anticipation.

...

Meanwhile, in Spirit City.

Inside the Papal Palace.

After personally crippling Bibi Dong, sealing her memories, and extracting her soul bones—

And after ensuring that Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang were driven out of Spirit City—

A mechanical voice suddenly echoed in Qian Xunji's mind:

-Ding!

[The system has detected that by crippling Bibi Dong's cultivation, sealing her memories, and removing her soul bones, you have successfully brought her and Yu Xiaogang together.]

[This action has altered the storyline and caused a massive impact on the fate of Douluo Continent!]

[Congratulations, Host! You have received the following rewards: Martial Soul Evolution Opportunity ×1, Golden Dragon Bloodline, and the Saint Sun Blazing Art!]

Qian Xunji's consciousness was instantly pulled into a pitch-black space.

There, in the darkness—

A breathtaking figure stood tall, draped in resplendent golden battle armor, with three pairs of pure white wings on their back, their entire being shrouded in dazzling divine light.

Their features were indistinct, yet their presence was awe-inspiring, like that of a deity.

This was none other than the Seraphim, the divine martial soul inherited by the Qian Clan!

In the next moment—

A brilliant golden radiance erupted from the Seraphim's body.

Under the influence of this golden light—

The originally tall and curvaceous female figure of the Seraphim began to change.

Before long, its build became more upright, its shoulders broader, and its facial features clearer—

It had taken on the appearance of Qian Xunji himself.

At the same time, the armor covering the figure turned into a luxurious golden battle suit.

The three pairs of white wings behind it began to transform as well—

From their base, they gradually shifted into a dazzling gold hue.

Another three pairs of wings unfurled from behind.

At last—

The Seraphim Martial Soul had completely evolved into a Twelve-Winged Angel Martial Soul, clad in golden battle armor and bearing Qian Xunji's exact likeness!

...

Once the Martial Soul Evolution Opportunity had been fully utilized—

A scorching energy surged into Qian Xunji's body.

The warmth spread rapidly through his limbs and into every cell in his body—

A sharp pain and an unbearable itch radiated from deep within his cells, as if countless needles were stabbing into them, forcefully embedding something within.

The sudden agony—

Made Qian Xunji jolt upright, his back pressing firmly against the throne as his head tilted backward.

His hands gripped the armrests tightly, cold sweat pouring down his body as he trembled violently.

Clenching his teeth, he refused to let out a sound.

"Damn it! Why does it hurt this much?!"

But soon, the process was over.

After fully integrating the Golden Dragon Bloodline and completing his transformation—

Qian Xunji exhaled deeply and sat up straight again.

At this moment, he could feel it—

A boundless, terrifying power surged within his body, capable of shaking mountains and overturning seas.

With his current strength, he likely wouldn't even need to use soul power or activate soul skills.

A single punch from his physical body alone could leave a massive hole in the walls of the Pope Palace!

Though, of course, testing that was out of the question.

Otherwise, the old man might just kick his ass!

Finally, a stream of information flooded into his mind—

It was the knowledge regarding the Saint Sun Blazing Art, the technique granted by the system.

Unlike the martial soul meditation techniques of Douluo Continent, the Saint Sun Blazing Art was more akin to the cultivation methods of wuxia worlds.

It allowed the user to absorb the energy of the sun—

And cultivate a power that possessed both the purifying essence of holy light and the explosive force of the sun's flames.

If cultivated to the highest level, the Saint Sun Blazing Art could even allow one to reach the realm of gods without relying on faith or abandoning the mortal body!

This revelation made Qian Xunji pause.

A moment later, he murmured to himself, excitement evident in his voice.

"This… is some truly incredible stuff!"

...

Inside the Soul Skill Testing Hall of the Papal Palace.

Following the evolution of his martial soul—

Qian Xunji, now clad in a magnificent golden Pope's robe, summoned his Twelve-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

His tall, handsome figure was bathed in divine radiance, six pairs of golden wings unfurling behind him.

He was preparing to test the power of his evolved soul skills.

"First Soul Skill—Angel Assault!"

His sharp brows furrowed slightly as he let out a low shout, activating his first soul skill.

Golden light burst from his right fist, forming a radiant shield in front of him—

Then, he punched directly at a humanoid statue made of steel.

"Boom!"

The golden shield struck the statue—

A surge of pure holy energy erupted, engulfing the hall in a dazzling golden glow.

The air rippled violently under the radiant light.

In the next moment—

A deep dent had appeared on the steel statue's chest.

Just then, a hurried, respectful voice called out from outside the hall.

"Greetings, Archbishop Ling Yuan!"

"Ling Yuan?"

Qian Xunji raised a brow slightly, halting his movements and withdrawing his martial soul.

Turning around, he saw—

A tall, curvaceous beauty entering the hall.

She was clad in a black, off-shoulder leather outfit adorned with feather patterns.

Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders, her bangs slightly covering the corner of one golden eye.

With exquisite facial features, a delicate nose, and full red lips—

She wore a pair of golden earrings that enhanced her elegant yet fierce beauty.

This was none other than Spirit Kite Douluo, a future powerhouse of the Spirit Hall.

However, at this moment—

She was still only a Soul Sage.

Since she had grown up alongside Qian Xunji, she had always served by his side.

Essentially, she was his personal attendant.

"Brother Ji!"

As soon as she entered, Ling Yuan's stunning face filled with frustration and indignation.

She strode forward, her long, snow-white legs moving swiftly—

Her eyes burning with emotion.