Chapter 101: Dugu Yan and Ning Rongrong's Fierce Protection!
However, aside from her anger toward Tang San, a single offhand sentence in Lin Yuan's diary ignited another volcano that had long been suppressed in Xiao Wu's heart.
[Even if Bibi Dong once obtained Xiao Wu's mother's soul ring and soul bone…]
Those words were like a bolt of lightning, splitting open the fog buried deep within Xiao Wu's memories of that stormy night years ago.
That tall figure was like a living nightmare—the woman who killed her mother and took her soul ring and soul bone.
So it had been the current Pope of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong.
The bone-deep hatred instantly drowned out her disgust toward Tang San and seized her entire mind.
Meanwhile, the chat group had completely exploded.
[Seven Treasure Little Rich Lady: Oh my god, this Tang San is basically a walking disaster!]
[Seven Treasure Little Rich Lady: He infiltrated the enemy ranks, but instead of acting as an inside agent, he became their guide? I'd call that the "ultimate mole"!]
[I Want to Live Past Thirty: Heh. I think he did it on purpose.]
[I Want to Live Past Thirty: Only if Spirit Hall found Xiao Wu and created a crisis would he have the chance to stage that "Self-inflicted injury scheme."]
[I Want to Live Past Thirty: I have to admit that level of scheming is terrifying.]
[Hell Spirit Cat: I really don't want to admit this, but if I were Xiao Wu… in that situation, betrayed by the one I loved, surrounded by enemies, forced into sacrifice, I might choose to self-detonate rather than let them profit from me.]
At this moment, Xiao Wu, who had been teetering on the edge of rage, finally erupted in the group.
She did not curse Tang San.
Instead, she directly tags the lofty Pope.
[Bunny Who Loves Candied Hawthorns: @Supreme Pope, Bibi Dong! So it was you!]
[Bunny Who Loves Candied Hawthorns: The woman who killed my mother all those years ago… it was you!]
[Bunny Who Loves Candied Hawthorns: You stole my mother's life, her soul ring, her soul bone. This blood debt, I will remember it!]
[Bunny Who Loves Candied Hawthorns: One day, I will personally go to Spirit Hall and avenge my mother!]
Faced with Xiao Wu's accusation, Bibi Dong did not deny it. On the contrary, her reply was filled with arrogance and cold cruelty.
[Supreme Pope (Bibi Dong): Heh. That's right. I killed her. If not for the system's restrictions, the moment I discovered your identity, you would already have been in danger.]
[Supreme Pope: A soul beast choosing to transform is already defying the heavens. Since you dared to step out of the forest, you should have been prepared to be hunted.]
[Supreme Pope: This world runs on the law of the jungle. The strong prey upon the weak. Survival of the fittest.]
[Supreme Pope: Your mother was inferior in skill, so she became my soul ring.]
[Supreme Pope: As for revenge? You're welcome to try. But what can you possibly do?]
[Supreme Pope: If not for the system's protection, I could dispatch someone to Heaven Dou City right now, capture you, and reunite you with your mother.]
Her words were tyrannical to the extreme. She did not regard Xiao Wu as a threat in the slightest.
In her eyes, whether Tang San or Xiao Wu, they were nothing but ants on the path to godhood.
At this point, Lin Yuan's diary entry for the day also came to an end.
Naturally, he had already sensed the violent fluctuations in Xiao Wu's emotions beside him.
"Xiao Wu…"
Lin Yuan reached out and gently yet firmly took hold of her icy, boneless hands.
A warm current of soul power flowed from his palm into hers.
Lowering his voice, he asked softly, "Why has your face suddenly turned so pale?"
This concern was not an act. It was genuine.
At his gentle inquiry, the fragile strength Xiao Wu had been forcing herself to maintain finally collapsed.
The enormous grievance, fear, and hatred she had been suppressing found an outlet at last.
"Ge…"
Unable to restrain herself any longer, Xiao Wu suddenly turned and threw herself into Lin Yuan's arms, burying her face deeply in his chest.
Her tears instantly soaked through his clothes.
"Brother… I… I'm fine…"
"I just… suddenly… missed Mom a little…"
Her voice trembled with heavy sobs, heartbreaking to hear.
Lin Yuan sighed inwardly once more, gently patting her trembling back.
He truly wanted to promise that once he grew stronger, he might have a chance to help revive her mother.
After all, in the original story, once one ascended to godhood, resurrection was not impossible.
But right now, he was only a Soul Grandmaster. Saying something so grand would sound like empty words and hardly convincing.
He couldn't very well tell Xiao Wu outright that he possessed a system.
After all, although it was tacitly understood, Xiao Wu did not know that Lin Yuan was aware she held a copy of his diary.
However, just as the atmosphere grew tender and intimate, the teacher on the podium could no longer endure it.
"Student Lin Yuan. Student Xiao Wu."
On the stage, Qin Ming slammed the desk.
"Although you two are specially approved genius students by the Education Committee."
"Publicly embracing and pulling at each other in class. What kind of decorum is that?!"
"Are you disregarding your teacher? Disregarding classroom discipline?!"
Qin Ming's face was ashen, his brows tightly knit.
He had already wanted to find an opportunity to rein in these two students and establish his authority as a teacher. In his view, both Lin Yuan and Xiao Wu were somewhat too proud.
Geniuses like this needed a bit of "tempering."
All eyes in the classroom instantly focused on them, some surprised, some eager for drama, some openly gloating.
Lin Yuan frowned slightly, about to explain.
But someone was faster.
"Bang!"
Seated to Lin Yuan's right, Dugu Yan suddenly slammed her palm on the desk and stood up.
Her long green hair fluttered behind her, emerald eyes fixed coldly on Qin Ming, her aura fully unleashed.
"Teacher Qin Ming, the theory you're teaching the two of them already understands. And they haven't disturbed any students who actually want to study, have they?"
Qin Ming froze, clearly not expecting Dugu Yan to challenge him outright.
"Student Dugu Yan, I am maintaining classroom discipline."
"Discipline?"
Dugu Yan sneered, cutting him off directly. "Just now, everyone saw Lin Yuan answer your question perfectly. They weren't shouting or disrupting anyone. So what if they're sitting a little close?"
She glanced around the classroom.
"Students, do you feel Lin Yuan and Xiao Wu have affected your studies?"
Under Dugu Yan's threatening gaze, the noble students who had originally wanted to enjoy the spectacle instantly shrank back.
Are you kidding?
That's the granddaughter of the Poison Douluo!
Who would dare say "yes"? Are they tired of living?
"No effect! Absolutely no effect!"
"Right, right, we didn't see anything!"
The students hurriedly voiced their positions, survival instincts at full display.
Qin Ming's face shifted between green and white, his expression turning extremely ugly.
But it wasn't over yet.
From the back row, Ning Rongrong slowly rose to her feet…
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End of Chapter