Bibi Dong slightly frowned, tightening the scepter in her hand. She felt that Su Cheng's words seemed to carry some hidden meaning.
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing." Su Cheng spread his hands. "This is a secret method I developed based on my own special condition. Even if I tell you, it won't be useful. And to be honest, this secret method concerns my Martial Soul. I don't think anyone would be willing to publicize the weaknesses of their Martial Soul, right?"
He definitely wouldn't bring up anything about Yu Xiaogang. That was a good chess piece—best kept for a critical moment.
Saying it now would be meaningless and would only make the other party wary.
Hearing this explanation, Bibi Dong felt still somewhat suspicious, yet she could never imagine that Su Cheng actually understood the past between her and Yu Xiaogang, nor was she willing to let go of the only hope she currently had.
"Just say it directly—what benefits do you want, in exchange for handing the method to remedy malignant Martial Soul mutation over to the Spirit Hall."
Even though Su Cheng had repeatedly emphasized that this method applied only to himself, she had absolute confidence in Yu Xiaogang.
In Bibi Dong's heart, that man was strong and confident, one of the top intellects in the world—only lacking a direction right now.
"Oh?" Su Cheng examined Bibi Dong, speaking with a faintly playful tone, "Then, Your Holiness the Pope, what price are you prepared to pay? In my eyes, this secret method is extremely precious—but the other elders of Spirit Hall probably won't think the same. The difference in value between these viewpoints… how do you plan to cover that?"
Bibi Dong's brows furrowed even tighter.
Clearly, with her strength, killing the man in front of her was no different from crushing an ant. Yet at this moment, his gaze made her feel as if she had been completely seen through.
"Tell me first what you want."
"Ten-thousand-year spirit rings." Su Cheng said, raising three fingers. "Three of them."
"What?!"
Bibi Dong's eyes widened in shock, stunned by his shamelessness and greed.
Even Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue inside the Worship Hall felt speechless.
What did a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring represent?For any Title Douluo, it was something nearly impossible to obtain. Owning even one allowed easy cross-realm combat.
She immediately shouted coldly, "Impossible! Don't even think about it!"
Bibi Dong realized she had acted too impatiently due to concern. She thought Su Cheng noticed her desperation for the method and therefore named an outrageous price.
But three hundred-thousand-year spirit rings—she would never agree, not even if she were insane.
"Then it seems there's nothing to talk about."
Su Cheng shrugged lightly and spoke casually.
To be honest, he didn't really need anything from Spirit Hall anymore. The resources he needed were nearly all acquired; everything else was optional.
"Your Holiness, I will take my leave."
He turned to walk out.
At this moment, Bibi Dong called out to stop him, face dark as ink, "One at most."
"What?"
"One hundred-thousand-year spirit ring. In exchange for your method. Don't push your luck." She gritted her teeth.
Su Cheng felt slightly surprised.
His earlier demand was mostly a test—he didn't expect even one to be possible.
After all, he had already clearly stated that the method was only suitable for himself.
He didn't expect this woman to actually be willing to pay such a price.
But now he couldn't refuse anymore. Refusing at this point would practically equal provocation.
He didn't want to completely enrage Bibi Dong—if she truly went berserk, things would become troublesome.
As for Qian Daoliu, Su Cheng wasn't confident that he would help him if Bibi Dong truly snapped.After all, he wasn't close to that old man.
Given Qian Daoliu's personality, in order to "consider the overall situation," when things reached the point of no return, no one knew what choice he might make.
And currently, Bibi Dong had accepted her divine trial for several years—her true strength was unfathomable.
That 99-rank Grand Worship could only serve as deterrence. Su Cheng had never considered him a real trump card.
Besides, Su Cheng hadn't planned to refuse anyway—he was making a huge profit.
He immediately nodded in agreement.
Bibi Dong secretly clenched her teeth, but coldly said, "I'm just afraid you won't have the ability to absorb it."
"Doesn't matter. It's not for me anyway."
"?" Bibi Dong's expression instantly darkened. "You're preparing it for Qian Renxue?"
"Obviously."
Walking out of the Pope's Palace, Su Cheng glanced back and sneered silently.
Bibi Dong's blind confidence and worship toward Yu Xiaogang struck him as laughable.
Su Cheng had not lied earlier. His method of balancing attributes truly applied only to himself. As for other Martial Souls, the treatment must match the symptoms.
Malignant Martial Soul mutation was caused by accumulated attributes conflicting with the main body. The theory sounded simple, but the actual attribute patterns and variations differed from Martial Soul to Martial Soul—how could anyone easily decipher that?
Not to mention that beast-type and tool-type Martial Souls were fundamentally different. Expecting Yu Xiaogang to solve that? Impossible.His Luo Sanpao's condition wasn't even a simple malignant mutation.
What truly surprised Su Cheng was Bibi Dong's mentality.
Her attitude did not resemble someone thinking about an old lover with lingering feelings—it was like she was worshipping a deity in her heart.
Did Bibi Dong really love Yu Xiaogang?
Once, perhaps.
A naïve young saintess, untainted by the world, falling for a knowledgeable yet frustrated theorist at first sight… spending a few months together, filling emotional gaps.
But so many years had passed—what love could last that long?
At that time, one was the Spirit Hall saintess, the other an outcast of one of the Upper Three Sects. Their identities were completely mismatched—they couldn't even openly be together.
Calculated precisely, how long did they truly spend together? They didn't even fully understand one another.
After such long separation, even the image of Yu Xiaogang in Bibi Dong's mind had likely been rebuilt entirely from her imagination.
Even if Yu Xiaogang had truly been as outstanding as she once believed, by today's standards, he absolutely wouldn't match the perfect figure she'd constructed in her heart.
Not to mention that Yu Xiaogang, in reality, didn't even possess that ability.
Su Cheng's analysis wasn't unfounded.
Logically, even if some feelings remained, they shouldn't have warped to this extent.
To pay a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring for a baseless possibility.
And Bibi Dong was not the same as Liu Erlong.
One was naïve due to inexperience; the other genuinely had no brain—the difference was still considerable.
Now it seemed more like a form of obsession.
Hatred toward Qian Xunji, love toward Yu Xiaogang… perhaps mixed with the influence of the Rakshasa God's divine will.
Yu Xiaogang had become a symbol in her heart—a spiritual pillar and emotional anchor.
In this condition, once faith collapses, no one knows what might happen.
"What a lunatic…"
Su Cheng shook his head with a sigh, yet a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Today's discovery delighted him greatly. Instantly, more strategies flashed through his mind.
At the final stage, relying solely on Qian Renxue might not be entirely secure. Yu Xiaogang's usefulness might far exceed his expectations.
And someone like Yu Xiaogang was laughably easy to manipulate, because his desire was far too obvious.
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