Chapter 18: Return to Spirit City
Upon returning to the Spirit Hall branch, Luo Ling saw that Bibi Dong and the two elders, Chrysanthemum and Ghost, were already standing at the door.
"What's wrong, Teacher?" Luo Ling asked in confusion.
"Prepare to return to Spirit City." Bibi Dong glared at Luo Ling.
"Are we returning to Spirit City right now?" Luo Ling scratched his head, pretending to be puzzled.
"Hmph!" Bibi Dong snorted softly. recalling what Luo Ling had said earlier, she couldn't help but say, "You little rascal, you're so young, yet your words are incredibly sharp!"
"Teacher heard everything?" Luo Ling smiled. Since Bibi Dong had brought it out in the open, he simply stopped feigning ignorance.
"What do you think?" Bibi Dong replied grumpily.
"Then, what does Teacher think of what I said?" Luo Ling slowly put away his smile and asked seriously.
Bibi Dong fell silent, looking at the boy in front of her with a complex expression.
On one side was an obsession she had held for many years; on the other was the cruel reality. She really didn't want to believe that Yu Xiaogang was the kind of person Luo Ling described.
"Those theoretical materials of Yu Xiaogang's were probably obtained from Spirit Hall, right?" While Bibi Dong was silent, Luo Ling spoke again.
Bibi Dong came back to her senses and nodded gently.
"He took the materials from Spirit Hall, yet brazenly claimed them as his own, making the world think he is a Grandmaster who cares about ordinary Soul Masters."
Luo Ling spoke every word deliberately, "But while using Spirit Hall's materials, he hasn't done a single beneficial thing for Spirit Hall."
"Since coming to Notting City, he hasn't even taught a disciple..."
At this point, Luo Ling paused, then looked into Bibi Dong's eyes and said with utmost seriousness:
"I feel such a person is not worthy of Teacher's remembrance."
Luo Ling's voice was flat, but it made Bibi Dong's mind tremble.
Regarding Bibi Dong, this original character from Douluo Dalu, Luo Ling viewed her as a pitiful and foolish person.
To be abandoned by Yu Xiaogang and then possessed by Chihiro Ji—this was the tragedy of being a woman.
To be played around in circles by a hypocritical villain like Yu Xiaogang—that was stupidity.
Spirit Hall raised her for so many years, yet she handed Spirit Hall's materials over to Yu Xiaogang—that was the height of stupidity.
Wasn't the tragedy that befell Bibi Dong partly due to her own causes?
A foolish, love-struck woman.
The power of the Soul of Desire was taking effect. Ever since obtaining a Soul Ring for the Soul of Desire, its power had become even more silent and stealthy.
Staring at the bewildered Bibi Dong with his deep red eyes, Luo Ling felt incredibly calm inside.
The power of the Soul of Desire didn't directly change a person's will; instead, it buried a suggestion in the target's heart, making them occasionally recall what Luo Ling had said.
Like water dripping through stone, once the target realized that everything Luo Ling said was fact, the suggestion would be complete.
Bibi Dong loved Yu Xiaogang, but if one day she discovered she had been deceived, what would such paranoid love turn into?
Luo Ling looked forward to it.
Bibi Dong's mouth parted slightly. Luo Ling's words were etched deep in her heart. She took a deep breath and looked in the direction of Notting Academy.
"I will figure out exactly what kind of person Xiaogang is!" she murmured to herself.
A hint of a smile appeared on Luo Ling's face, but in the next second, his expression changed.
Bibi Dong walked up to him, grabbed his ear fiercely, and twisted it.
"In the future, don't blindly worry about adult matters, little kid!" Bibi Dong said viciously, making Luo Ling shiver in pain.
To the side, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo watched this scene helplessly. When had they ever seen Bibi Dong like this?
This little boy they had only known for a few days was too bold. One must know, they didn't even dare to mention the matter between Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang.
"I know, I know, Teacher!" Luo Ling grimaced, begging for mercy.
...
It had to be said, the power of the Soul of Desire was indeed incredibly strong.
More than ten days had passed since they left Notting City.
The attitudes of Bibi Dong and even the two elders, Chrysanthemum and Ghost, towards Luo Ling had changed significantly, becoming much more affectionate.
As for Hu Liena, there was no need to mention her; she had long since become Luo Ling's little fangirl. Of course, her constant insistence on calling herself "big sister" made Luo Ling quite uncomfortable.
"Uncle Ju, is your Martial Soul, the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, a celestial herb?" Inside the carriage, Luo Ling asked, feigning curiosity.
During these days traveling to Spirit City, Luo Ling's relationship with Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had grown much closer, and he now addressed them as "Uncle."
Along the way, Luo Ling had been trying to get close to them, wanting to extract information about celestial herbs from Chrysanthemum Douluo.
Originally, he planned to go to Heaven Dou City to obtain the celestial herbs. Now that he had met Bibi Dong, that plan had to be temporarily shelved, but preparing in advance wasn't an issue.
Few people in the world knew about celestial herbs. As far as Luo Ling knew, only Tang San, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and the Broken Clan knew the details.
"Yes." Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded. Mentioning celestial herbs, a look of longing appeared on his face.
"Celestial herbs are treasures born between heaven and earth. They are extremely rare, and each one possesses the ability to steal fortune from the heavens."
"Then, Uncle Ju, do you know where there are celestial herbs?" Luo Ling quickly pressed.
Chrysanthemum Douluo looked embarrassed and replied, "I don't know where there are celestial herbs either."
"Such divine items usually grow in wonderfully strange and dangerous places; ordinary people find it hard to locate them."
"I only know because of my Martial Soul; my family has inherited records."
"Then, Uncle Ju, is there an illustrated handbook of celestial herbs? Maybe I might encounter one in the future," Luo Ling asked, pretending to be excited.
"Naturally, there is an illustrated handbook." Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at Luo Ling with some surprise, then glanced at Bibi Dong beside him. Seeing her nod, he said, "If Little Ling is interested, you can come find me later."
"Little Ling! Soul Masters rely on their own Martial Souls and Soul Power. Do not let external objects confuse your mind!" Bibi Dong suddenly spoke up from the side, admonishing him.
"Understood! Teacher!" Luo Ling suppressed the emotions in his heart and nodded. "I'm just learning about it; it won't delay my cultivation."
The information on the celestial herbs was in hand. Next was finding an opportunity to retrieve them.
As for whether to tell Bibi Dong about the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and rely on Spirit Hall to obtain the celestial herbs, Luo Ling decided to wait and see.
After all, they hadn't known each other for long. The affinity effect of the Soul of Desire was strong, but not invincible.
The human heart is unpredictable.
Just as the two were still talking, the coachman's voice came from outside the carriage.
"Everyone, we have arrived at Spirit City!"
Luo Ling stopped talking and slightly lifted the curtain to look outside.
In the distance was a hill. On the hill, various buildings crisscrossed, and at the summit stood a magnificent palace with majestic momentum.
In the center of the palace was a gigantic statue in the shape of an angel. This reminded Luo Ling of the Statue of Liberty in the beautiful country of his past life, though this was far more sacred and brilliant than the Statue of Liberty.
"Worthy of being Spirit City." Luo Ling shook his head in admiration. Compared to this city, Notting City could probably only be considered a small village.
No wonder Hu Liena would say something like Notting City being desolate.
One's horizon determines one's height; it's not just empty talk.
(END CHAPTER)
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