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In fact, after seeing geniuses like Ye Ling, Long Aotian, and even Ye Guyi, Bibi Dong didn't think much of Tang San.
So what if I have twin martial souls?
Tang San, who has already added two spirit rings to the Clear Sky Hammer, has actually lost some of the advantages of the twin martial spirits.
If Yu Xiaogang hadn't strongly recommended him, Bibi Dong probably wouldn't have come to see him in person.
But Bibi Dong didn't expect that Tang San could withstand her pressure just like Ye Ling.
This gave her a bit of a surprise.
"Your teacher, Yu Xiaogang, has high expectations for you, and I also have twin martial spirits. Do you understand?"
Bibi Dong's tone softened slightly.
For smart people, sometimes things don't need to be said so clearly.
"Thank you, Your Holiness, for your kindness."
Tang San was naturally a smart man, and he understood what Bibi Dong meant.
"It's just that this matter is really a bit sudden for me. I hope Your Holiness can give me some time to consider it."
Tang San sneered in his heart.
Join the Spirit Hall?
What a joke!
If the pure and innocent God King Tang joined the evil Spirit Hall, wouldn't that be slapping himself in the face?
"Well, it's better to think about it carefully."
Bibi Dong still appreciates talent, so she didn't push Tang San too hard.
"When you have thought it over, you can come to me anytime."
"Thank you, Your Holiness."
Tang San nodded, and then, at Bibi Dong's wave of his hand, he slowly left the Pope's Palace.
"Xiao San, how is it? What did the Pope tell you?"
As soon as he left the Pope's Palace, Tang San ran into Yu Xiaogang, who had been waiting anxiously at the door.
"Nothing."
Seeing Yu Xiaogang, the old liar, a trace of disgust flashed through Tang San's heart, but the expression on his face did not change.
"Nothing?"
"How is that possible?"
A hint of doubt flashed across Yu Xiaogang's face, and there was a hint of suspicion in his tone.
"Teacher, I still have to prepare for the next game, so I'll go back first."
Tang San really didn't want to continue entangled with Yu Xiaogang here, so he wanted to go back to the hotel.
"Xiao San, I am your teacher!"
"Is this how you treat your teacher?"
Seeing Tang San about to leave, Yu Xiaogang quickly grabbed his sleeve.
Tang San was speechless.
On his path to becoming a god, Yu Xiaogang's help to him was not entirely absent, but at most minimal.
Does Yu Xiaogang really think that he is still the kid who just awakened his martial soul and knows nothing?
To be honest, if it wasn't for the purpose of testing Yu Xiaogang's damn theory of the ten core competitions of martial spirits, his Blue Silver Grass wouldn't have any animal-type soul beast spirit rings attached to it.
So much so that he now has no way to evolve his martial soul into the Blue Silver Emperor.
"Teacher, please respect yourself."
Tang San swung his sleeves violently, and the Xuantian Gong burst out of his body, directly shocking Yu Xiaogang back repeatedly, and finally, he fell to the ground with a thud.
Tang San didn't even look back at Yu Xiaogang, but just walked away.
"It seems that your disciple doesn't respect you as much as you said."
Just when Yu Xiaogang was still lying on the ground in a daze, at a loss as to what to do, a somewhat sarcastic voice sounded from beside him.
"He...Xiao San...He wasn't like this before."
Yu Xiaogang murmured.
"But he is just like this now."
A ghostly figure appeared beside Yu Xiaogang.
"Looking at your disgusting look right now, you might as well consider our proposal carefully."
"You fallen ones, it's not enough that you've harmed our Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family. Are you going to harm me, too?"
Yu Xiaogang looked at the ghost and said in a low voice through gritted teeth.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll report you to Bibi Dong?"
"It was the Butian Pavilion that first destroyed your Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, not our Holy Spirit Church."
Facing Yu Xiaogang's threat, Ghost Douluo's tone remained relaxed.
"If you really wanted to tell on me, you would have done it long ago."
"A cowardly and cowardly person like you, are you going to risk retaliation from our Holy Spirit Church by reporting me?"
Yu Xiaogang was speechless for a moment.
He naturally would not admit that he was afraid of death.
He just felt that he should keep his life to avenge the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.
"Think about it carefully. As long as you are willing to cooperate, you will have almost infinite power."
The ghostly voice was full of a different kind of temptation, especially for Yu Xiaogang, who had always been worried about his innate half-level soul power.
"Give up on this idea!"
Yu Xiaogang swallowed his saliva, and a righteous expression suddenly appeared on his face.
"Even if I die, I will never cooperate with you."
"Who knows what will happen in the future?"
Ghost Douluo naturally knew that the heat was not yet enough, so he chuckled and disappeared in front of Yu Xiaogang.
When Yu Xiaogang saw the ghostly figure disappear, a complicated look flashed in his eyes.
The Titled Douluo in the Spirit Hall naturally have their own residences in Spirit City.
As a favorite of Pope Bibi Dong, Ghost Douluo is naturally no exception.
"Master."
In the backyard of the mansion, the ghost knelt on one knee respectfully towards the figure in the pavilion.
"How's it going?"
This figure has short silver hair, which is very fine and looks very hard, like steel needles.
He has star-shaped eyebrows, bright eyes, a straight nose, and a square mouth. He is surprisingly handsome. His eyes are dark purple, and they give off a hint of profoundness.
He looks very young, and if it weren't for his silver hair, he would look like a middle-aged man.
"He still has concerns and is unwilling to fully cooperate with us."
The ghost shook his head.
"It's okay, but he's still a little short of the right time. He will eventually give in."
The middle-aged man was naturally Zhongli Wu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, whose soul power was as high as level ninety-eight.
"But Master, I still don't understand why you chose him?"
"In my opinion, this person is nothing but a complete waste."
The ghost couldn't help but say.
"It was not I who chose him, but our God who chose him."
Zhongli Wu put his hands behind his back and spoke slowly.
"Soul Masters, or rather, human negative emotions are never just evil."
"Although Yu Xiaogang is not an evil spirit master, his negative emotions, such as greed, jealousy, arrogance, and fear of death, are far stronger and purer than those of ordinary evil spirit masters."
After a pause, Zhongli Wu's tone was filled with regret.
"Most soul masters in this world transform into evil soul masters because of their martial souls, just like you and me."
"Such a person cannot exist as a container."
"Only people like Yu Xiaogang can be the best sacrifice for our god to descend."
The ghost asked after pondering for a moment.
"Then why not use some coercive measures against Yu Xiaogang?"
"Voluntary degradation is the real degradation. If it is forced, it will lose its purity."
Zhongli Wu said in a low voice.
"Anyway, we need time to prepare, so there's no need to rush."