Chapter 46: Yu Jingcheng: Xiaogang, you're so pitiful and pathetic! Yu Xiaogang: Bibi Dong, you just look down on me!
Xu Jinlan paused, a slightly mocking smile curving her lips:
"And what happened?
She thought of abandoning everything and eloping for... well, in her teacher's words, 'a piece of trash in the mud.'
Oh, and Your Majesty's little nephew, Yu
Xiaogang?
The weighing of gains and losses in this is simply..."
Xu Jinlan shook her head, seemingly unable to find the right words to describe what she considered an extremely foolish act.
"To disregard readily available power and personal safety for the sake of some fleeting, ephemeral romantic affection—what else is this but 'love-struck'?
If she had been even slightly more rational back then, feigning compliance while secretly accumulating strength, how could she have ended up so powerless and in such a predicament?"
Yu Jingcheng nodded, adding,"Indeed.
Acting on emotion is a grave mistake.
Especially when one's strength is insufficient to overturn the rules, exposing weaknesses and intentions is tantamount to suicide.
Qian Xunji is indeed a villain, but Bibi Dong herself gave him an opportunity.
She forgot that while enjoying the glory and resources brought by the Spirit Hall, she must also bear the corresponding responsibilities and constraints.
Wanting both... and... there's no such thing as a free lunch."
Yu Jingcheng's words carried a hint of the detachment of someone with experience and a high position.
He had experienced the troughs and climbed the peaks, deeply understanding the importance of power and reason.
In Yu Jingcheng's view, Bibi Dong's tragedy was primarily due to Qian Xunji's evil.
However, her own naiveté and impulsiveness at crucial moments were also undeniable contributing factors.
Xu Jinlan chuckled lightly, looking at Yu Jingcheng with a hint of mockery.
"Speaking of which, Yu Xiaogang, who has captivated Her Highness the Holy Maiden, is His Majesty's nephew.
His Majesty's opinion of him doesn't seem very high?"
Yu Jingcheng said frankly.
"That boy Xiaogang does have some talent in theory, but he's stubborn and trapped by his own flaws.
He and Bibi Dong, one insecure and sensitive, the other naive and impulsive, together, it's no wonder they ended up banging their heads against each other.
If they had half of your clarity and decisiveness, Lan'er, things wouldn't have come to this." While this might sound like self-praise for his wife, it truly reflected Yu Jingcheng's thoughts.
In Yu Jingcheng and Xu Jinlan's view, abandoning everything for so-called love was extremely unwise.
Their union was a powerful alliance, a resonance of souls and strength.
It was a covenant to conquer the stars and the sea together, far superior to the tragic, unrealistic romance of Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang.
They exchanged a glance, both seeing the same meaning in each other's eyes.
It was a misunderstanding and a hint of mockery of "love-struck" behavior, based on absolute strength and clear understanding. While
Bibi Dong's tragic state on the screen was indeed shocking, in Yu Jingcheng and Xu Jinlan's view, the seeds of this tragedy had already been sown the moment she made her unwise choice.
Their sympathy was limited; it was more of a calm analysis to learn from her mistake.
Just as countless beings on Douluo Continent were still immersed in the shock of Qian Renxue's background and sympathy for Bibi Dong's tragic fate, the scene on the screen shifted again, revealing a deeper, more painful corner of that long-buried past.
The scene showed a quiet grove of trees, sunlight filtering through the leaves, casting dappled patterns.
This was where Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang often met.
But the atmosphere now was icy cold.
Bibi Dong stood with her back to Yu Xiaogang, her shoulders trembling slightly.
She used all her strength to make her voice sound cold and resolute:
"Xiaogang, let's end this here."
Yu Xiaogang's body jolted, his face filled with disbelief:
"Dong'er, you... what did you say?"
"I said, let's break up."
Bibi Dong turned around, forcing herself to look directly into his eyes, those eyes that had once captivated her.
Bibi Dong deliberately made her gaze contemptuous and distant.
"I've thought about it for a long time.
You are a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, yet you can't break through level 30 due to your Martial Soul mutation.
And I am the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, the future Pope.
The gap between us will only widen."
Every word of her grandmother's was like a poisoned needle, precisely piercing Yu Xiaogang's most vulnerable and sensitive pride.
"The gap?"
Yu Xiaogang laughed self-deprecatingly, his face flushed red.
"So, in the end, you still look down on me, this 'trash,' is that it?"
Bibi Dong's heart was bleeding, but she couldn't back down.
She knew that only by making him completely give up, completely hate her, could he leave safely, far away from Qian Xunji's invisible clutches.
Bibi Dong hardened her heart and continued,
"Yes.I don't want my future to be dragged down by a Soul Master who's forever stuck at level 29.
You can't give me the glory and future I want."
"Fine… fine, 'can't give you what you want'!"
Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms.
Looking at his familiar yet unfamiliar lover, Yu Xiaogang felt his world crumbling.
The soul connection he thought he had, the unwavering devotion he thought he had, proved utterly fragile in the face of reality.
Yu Xiaogang's heart was filled with immense humiliation and pain, his reason consumed by rage.
"I should have known!"
Yu Xiaogang turned away angrily, his back resolute.
"I should have known you, Bibi Dong, were this kind of person!
I was blind!
Don't worry, I, Yu Xiaogang, will never bother you, this high and mighty Holy Maiden, again!"
With that, Yu Xiaogang strode away without looking back.
Only when that resolute figure completely disappeared into the distance did Bibi Dong finally collapse, slowly crouching down, burying her face between her knees, letting out a silent, painful sob.
Tears streamed down her face, soaking her long dress. "
I'm sorry, Xiao Gang… I'm sorry… Forget me, live well…"
However, the scene in the sky did not end there.
Soon after Bibi Dong returned to the Spirit Hall, depressed and immersed in grief, a figure silently appeared behind her.
It was Qian Xunji.
Qian Xunji wore a hypocritical, gentle smile, like a loving teacher.
"Dong'er, I know you are very sad,"
Qian Xunji said softly,
"But a short pain is better than a long one. You made the right choice."
Bibi Dong suddenly looked up, glaring at him with bloodshot eyes.
Qian Xunji seemed oblivious to her hatred, sighing to himself with a hint of regret:
"Speaking of which, that Yu Xiaogang... doesn't seem to be as affectionate as you imagined."
Bibi Dong's heart tightened.
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