Chapter 73 86. Everyone's Sorry for Xiao Gang
The next morning, Flander awoke trembling and weak, his body sore as if drained of all its strength. Rubbing his temples, he looked around at the chaotic bridal room—the lasting wreckage of last night's "battle."
On the bed lay Liu Erlong, still asleep, her cheeks tinged pink, her breathing soft and even.
Flander stared at her, shame and guilt stabbing his chest as memories flooded back. What… what was I thinking yesterday?
With a sigh, he muttered, "I've wronged you, Xiao Gang… I've wronged you, brother."
Unable to face either of them, he shakily got up, scribbled a note for Liu Erlong, and limped away, leaving quietly.
Shortly after, Liu Erlong stirred awake. Sitting up in the sunlight, she rubbed her temples, then froze. Her body felt strange, sore in unfamiliar ways, and as her scattered memories returned, her face turned pale.
She slowly ran her fingers through her tangled hair, disbelief dawning. "Did I… did I actually betray Xiao Gang?"
Looking toward the table, she saw a folded note. Her trembling fingers opened it.
Erlong,
What happened last night was my fault. I failed to control myself. I've wronged both you and Xiao Gang. I don't know how to face either of you, so I'm leaving. We all need time to calm down. Perhaps, in the future, our Golden Iron Triangle will meet again.
— Flander
Erlong read it word by word, her expression an agonized tangle of guilt and confusion.
The truth was, she didn't really blame Flander. She had sobered partway through the night—she knew the man in the bed wasn't Xiao Gang. And yet… she hadn't pushed him away.
Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was self‑punishment. Last night should've been her wedding night with Xiao Gang—yet instead, she had spent it with his brother‑in‑arms.
Tears welled in her eyes. "This… this was my fault. I used Flander as his replacement. What's wrong with me…?"
The crushing realization filled her heart with guilt and shame. "I'm sorry, Xiao Gang," she whispered.
Like Flander, she had no face to show him again.
Thus the Golden Iron Triangle dissolved quietly. The next time they would meet again, years later, they would be a weary middle‑aged man and a woman past her prime.
Divine Realm – Eternal Temple
"What a pathetic fool," Huo Yuhao said flatly, watching through divine vision. "Only a true dog would push his woman into another man's arms—then personally officiate their union."
Huo Yuhao analyzed the scene coldly. Two things had tied Liu Erlong's heart to Yu Xiao Gang: their Martial Spirit Fusion and the residual influence of Qian Xunji's mental manipulation.
Qian Xunji's reason was simple—to show Bibi Dong that the man who once swore eternal love to her could so easily replace her with another. After Qian Xunji's death, that influence faded, leaving only the Martial Spirit Fusion keeping Xiao Gang bound to Erlong.
But that changed the day before.
When Huo Yuhao altered Flander's bloodline, the Golden Iron Triangle lost its equilibrium. Their famed triple fusion could no longer exist. Without that bond, Yu Xiao Gang's influence over them weakened with each passing day.
Everything that followed—their collapse, the misunderstanding, the "green hat"—was the inevitable result.
Even Huo Yuhao hadn't expected Flander and Liu Erlong's… entanglement. He had modified their spirits to create the Fire Holy Dragon fusion, but he hadn't done it for Flander's pleasure. In his design, Liu Erlong would be the dominant partner, making Flander the obedient servant—shifting his loyalty from Yu Xiao Gang to her.
But Yu Xiao Gang himself sealed his fate. His hateful, self‑pitying outburst the previous night had driven the final wedge between them.
So when she drowned her pain in alcohol, Flander became her escape—and the "dog" inherited what his master had lost.
"If you give a dog a chance," Huo Yuhao sneered, "and he still doesn't bite, then he deserves to starve."
After that night, Flander fled instead of staying—forever abandoning his chance to win her heart.
Eleven years passed on the Douluo Continent.
Though peace reigned on the surface, the tides beneath were shifting.
The Body Sect, under Huo Qi Qiang's leadership, had flourished in secret. Its three main disciples—each a genius—had ascended to the rank of Title Douluo.
Each one had contracted a 100 000‑year soul spirit, gaining tremendous power.
Zhao Quan, bearer of the Flame Body spirit, bonded with a lava‑dwelling sub‑dragon soul beast of nearly 200 000 years. It gave him his True Spirit Form and two mighty techniques: the Magma Domain and the devastating assault skill Magma Meteor Rain—far surpassing any White Tiger Meteor or Phoenix Rain in destructive might, powerful enough to annihilate an army or level a city.
Xiao Zhi, wielder of the Frost Body spirit, contracted a 150 000‑year Ice Giant spirit. He mastered the Freeze Domain and the control‑type ninth ability Frozen River Seal.
Lu Yuan, the Flash Body spirit master, bonded a 170 000‑year Crystal Unicorn, granting him the Radiant Domain and the powerful ninth skill Photon Laser.
Zhao Quan became a 93‑rank Assault‑type Title Douluo, titled Flame Body. Xiao Zhi, a 92‑rank Control‑type Title Douluo, titled Frost Body. Lu Yuan, a 93‑rank Agility‑type Title Douluo, titled Flash Spirit.
Over them all stood Huo Yuhao's mortal guise—Huo Qi Qiang, the 98‑rank Destiny Douluo.
Together, their combined strength rivaled even the Clear Sky Clan, long considered the continent's apex sect.
Meanwhile, within Spirit Hall, progress continued quietly. Deep within the Pope's Palace, hidden from the eyes of mortals, new paths of cultivation emerged. The secret art Xuan Tian Gong and other Tang Sect techniques spread among the high priests. A new age was stirring.
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