Spirit Hall – A Storm of the Past
Within the solemn halls of the Spirit Hall, silence hung heavy like an approaching storm.
At the center of that silence stood Bibi Dong.
Her gaze was fixed upon the heavenly curtain, where scenes from the past unfolded mercilessly—dragging buried memories back into the light.
"Xiao Gang…"
Her voice trembled.
Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably as she watched the miserable figure of Yu Xiaogang struggling through humiliation and despair.
Those memories…
That pain…
It had never truly faded.
And yet—
Even as sorrow overwhelmed her, another emotion rose from the depths of her heart.
Hatred.
Deep.
Unrelenting.
Her thoughts turned to the man responsible for it all—
Qian Xunji.
The man she had killed long ago.
The man she could never forgive.
A violent surge of spirit power erupted from her body, spreading outward like a dark tide. The oppressive aura carried not only power—but resentment that seemed capable of shaking the heavens.
The Burden of the Past
Within the Hall of Worship, Qian Daoliu slowly raised his head.
He felt it.
Bibi Dong's spirit power.
And the overwhelming hatred embedded within it.
Behind him, Golden Crocodile Douluo stepped forward, his expression complicated.
"Big brother… should we intervene?"
There was hesitation in his voice.
Once, long ago, Bibi Dong had been cherished by all of them.
Bright.
Talented.
A future pillar of the Spirit Hall.
Back then, she had been treated like a precious jewel.
But everything changed when she fell in love with Yu Xiaogang.
No matter how they tried to persuade her…
No matter how they reasoned…
She never wavered.
And from that moment on—
Disappointment replaced expectation.
Still…
None of them had ever imagined that Qian Xunji would go so far.
Even now, the memory of that incident cast a long shadow over their hearts.
Qian Daoliu closed his eyes briefly.
When he first learned what his son had done—
He had wanted to kill him with his own hands.
A father.
Condemning his own child.
Yet that was how grave the sin had been.
But in the end—
He was stopped.
And before anything could be done…
Qian Xunji had already been gravely injured and killed by Bibi Dong herself.
Qian Daoliu had mourned his son.
But he had never blamed her.
Because deep down—
He knew.
His son had brought this upon himself.
Later, when Bibi Dong demanded the position of Pope—
He agreed.
Not out of ambition.
But out of guilt.
A heavy, lingering guilt that had never left him.
Acceptance of Fate
Qian Daoliu opened his eyes slowly.
"Sigh…"
"Let her be."
"It is our Qian family… that has wronged her."
His gaze drifted toward the heavenly curtain, where Qian Xunji's face appeared once again.
There was anger in his eyes.
But also regret.
Shrek Academy – A Different Perspective
Far away, at Shrek Academy, the atmosphere was equally tense.
Yu Xiaogang stood among the others, his fists clenched tightly.
On the heavenly curtain—
His younger self appeared.
Humiliated.
Powerless.
Driven out of Spirit City like a broken man.
This…
Was one of the darkest moments of his life.
A memory he could never escape.
Yet strangely—
No one laughed.
No one mocked him.
Not this time.
Yes, his initial approach toward Bibi Dong had not been entirely pure.
Yes, many believed he was unworthy.
A toad longing for swan meat.
But—
The swan had chosen him.
And that fact alone silenced all ridicule.
If anything, it only made the situation more baffling.
What did Bibi Dong see in him?
Why him?
It was a question no one could answer.
The Past Unfolds
[The projection continued…]
Inside the Spirit Hall—
Qian Xunji stood before a sealed chamber.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
A faint sound echoed from within.
"Teacher… is that you?"
"Please… let me out… I want to find Xiao Gang…"
It was Bibi Dong's voice.
Weak.
Fragile.
As though she had been starving for days.
Qian Xunji's expression darkened.
"Hmph."
"Xiao Gang… Xiao Gang…"
"All you ever think about is him!"
His voice rose sharply.
"Bibi Dong—wake up!"
"You are the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall!"
"A future Titled Douluo!"
"And yet—look at yourself now!"
"For that worthless man… you're willing to throw everything away?"
Even recalling it now, his anger was palpable.
The Breaking Point
Not long before this—
He had summoned Bibi Dong and made his stance clear.
Their relationship—
Would never be allowed.
"Teacher… must you separate us?"
Bibi Dong's eyes had been filled with tears.
"Xiao Gang and I… truly love each other."
But this time—
Qian Xunji did not soften.
"I don't care."
"Whether it's real or not—"
"It ends here."
His gaze hardened.
"Your future is limitless."
"But he?"
"He is nothing."
"How could someone like him ever be worthy of you?"
Rebellion
Those words ignited something within Bibi Dong.
Her sorrow turned into defiance.
She wiped her tears.
And turned to leave.
"Dragon Scale! Iron Wall!"
Qian Xunji's voice thundered through the hall.
Two powerful figures stepped forward—
Blocking her path.
Bibi Dong stared at them in disbelief.
"Uncle… you too?"
They said nothing.
But their silence was answer enough.
"Why?!"
"Why must you stop us?!"
Her voice cracked.
"Is it because I am the Holy Maiden?"
"Then I'll give it up!"
"I don't want it anymore!"
A Line Crossed
"Presumptuous!"
Qian Xunji's expression twisted in fury.
"For that man… you would abandon everything?!"
But Bibi Dong did not hesitate.
"Yes!"
"I just want to be with him!"
"Even if I have to become an ordinary person—so be it!"
Her words echoed through the hall.
A declaration.
A challenge.
The Decision
Qian Xunji fell silent.
Breathing heavily.
Struggling to control his emotions.
"You would go this far…"
"…for him?"
He couldn't understand.
Couldn't accept it.
"What does he have that I don't see?"
Bibi Dong's answer was simple.
"Everything."
"He is worth it."
Imprisonment
"Fine."
"Then I'll see for myself."
His grip tightened around his scepter.
"Lock her up."
"Without my permission—she does not leave."
And just like that—
Bibi Dong was imprisoned.
Defiance Through Suffering
Days passed.
Qian Xunji returned.
And told her everything he had learned about Yu Xiaogang.
He expected doubt.
Regret.
Disillusionment.
Instead—
He was met with unwavering resolve.
"So that's all you have?"
"You think this will make me give up?"
Her voice was weak.
But firm.
"Impossible."
The Hunger Strike
"Then starve!"
Qian Xunji snapped.
"I'll see how long you last!"
He turned and left.
Inside the room—
Bibi Dong sat against her bed.
Her face pale.
Her body weak.
But her eyes—
Still burned with determination.
"Xiao Gang…"
"We will be together."
Collapse
But the human body has limits.
Days without food took their toll.
Her strength faded.
Her vision blurred.
And finally—
She collapsed.
Unconscious.
Outside, Dragon Scale Douluo could no longer bear it.
He broke the order.
Fed her.
Saved her life.
Otherwise—
History would have recorded a tragedy unlike any other.
The Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall—
Starving herself to death.
The End of the Scene
[The projection faded.]
[The third segment has concluded.]
[After a short break…]
[The next sequence will begin.]
[Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang…]
[…will take the stage.]
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