The Overbearing CEO's Forced Love

Holding fast to his dream of cultivating to immortality, Qian Guxing worked even harder at the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique.

Although the rules of Douluo Continent prevented cultivation from increasing his Soul Power,

the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art was a body cultivation technique to begin with.

The stronger his physique, the greater the age of the Soul Rings Qian Guxing could condense.

So, to Qian Guxing, body cultivation was the foundation of everything.

But in terms of physique alone, with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art bolstering him and Senju Tobirama's monstrous strength fused into him, Qian Guxing reckoned he could already play shot put with steel coils.

Time slowly passed.

Soon, night fell.

Just as Qian Guxing finished washing up and was about to go to bed,

a maid suddenly came to inform him:

"Young Master Qian, His Holiness the Pope requests your presence in her room."

"What?"

Qian Guxing thought he had misheard.

It was this late. What could Bibi Dong want with Qian Guxing in her room?

Of course, Qian Guxing wasn't thinking about anything improper.

But he genuinely suspected Bibi Dong's motives.

After all, in the original story, Bibi Dong had devoured Qian Renxue's deadbeat father, Qian Xunji!

What if Bibi Dong took a fancy to the origin power contained in Qian Guxing's Martial Soul, grew greedy, and swallowed Qian Guxing whole?

Then Qian Guxing's heaven-blessed starting hand would go bust right there.

Probably not. The Five Great God Kings just sent me something. As their subordinate, the Rakshasa God probably wouldn't be so tactless.

Somewhat reassured, Qian Guxing followed the maid to Bibi Dong's bedchamber.

When the door opened, he caught a whiff of an exceptionally delicate fragrance. Bibi Dong reclined against the headboard with a dossier in her hand, her languid posture touched with elegance. Like a noble violet, she was enough to make anyone's mouth water.

"Your disciple greets you, Teacher." Qian Guxing bowed to Bibi Dong, not daring to let his eyes wander for fear that the crazy woman would go mad.

Bibi Dong glanced at Qian Guxing, put down the dossier, and beckoned. "Come here."

Qian Guxing walked up to Bibi Dong, his heart full of misgivings.

Before he could speak, Bibi Dong pulled Qian Guxing into her arms. She lowered her head and buried her face against his neck, the warm breath from her nose tickling him.

"That's the scent."

"That's the feeling."

Like a cat that had sniffed catnip, Bibi Dong wore a look of satisfaction on her beautiful face.

For more than ten years, ever since accepting the Rakshasa God Trial, Bibi Dong had been tormented by Rakshasa evil thoughts every waking moment.

Though Bibi Dong longed for power and revenge, she was only human. Who wouldn't want to live in comfort and be free of pain once and for all?

Now Bibi Dong had found her antidote.

That afternoon, Bibi Dong had noticed that the natural presence given off by Qian Guxing's Ancient Tree of Nature Martial Soul could help her calm her mind, suppress the Rakshasa evil thoughts, and even repair the soul they had damaged!

A long while later,

Bibi Dong released Qian Guxing. She lifted his chin, pinched his cheek with her other hand, and said with a smile:

"You really are a gift from heaven to me."

Neither mother nor daughter had expected that, in different circumstances, they would say the very same thing.

Qian Guxing was completely reassured now. As long as she wasn't going to kill him, everything else could be worked out.

As things stood, it seemed the natural presence he gave off was beneficial to Bibi Dong.

That was why Bibi Dong had hugged Qian Guxing so suddenly.

"You must be wondering why I called you to my bedchamber in the middle of the night, only to suddenly overstep my bounds like that."

Without waiting for Qian Guxing to respond, Bibi Dong continued:

"My Martial Soul was damaged years ago, leaving me with accumulated hidden injuries. The natural presence of your Ancient Tree of Nature Martial Soul has a remarkable healing effect on them."

"Starting today, come sleep in my room at night."

Bibi Dong didn't mind sharing a bed with Qian Guxing in the least. In a sense, she didn't even regard him as a man. After all, Qian Guxing was only six.

A six-year-old brat probably didn't understand anything.

And what could he do anyway?

The moment Bibi Dong suggested sleeping together,

a system notification appeared.

[Congratulations! You have triggered the overbearing CEO's forced love plot. Faced with the domineering Bibi Dong, what choice will you, the heroine, make?

Option 1: Refuse without hesitation. What is forced isn't love, but an insult. Reward: a random External Soul Bone!

Option 2: Endure for now, develop in silence, and wait for the right moment! Reward: stamina increased a hundredfold!]

Overbearing CEO's forced love, my ass.

Qian Guxing had had it with this brain-dead system.

Did Qian Guxing even have a choice in this situation?

If he refused, Bibi Dong would probably turn into the Secret Chamber Douluo on the spot and lock Qian Guxing in a secret chamber.

Though Qian Guxing was sorely tempted by the random External Soul Bone reward,

a hundredfold increase in stamina didn't seem bad either.

At least he could last much longer in a fight.

Thus, faced with Bibi Dong's forceful demand that he sleep with her, Qian Guxing humiliatingly, obediently, and extremely reluctantly broke into a radiant smile.

"All right, Teacher."

The skill White Moonlight's Smile happened to take effect at that very moment.

Deep in Bibi Dong's heart, the figure she regarded as her obsession was gradually replaced by Qian Guxing.

Even Bibi Dong failed to notice. She merely felt that the more she looked at Qian Guxing, the more pleasing he became.

"All right, I've explained the situation. Let's sleep."

Bibi Dong wasn't one to dawdle. She patted the empty spot beside her on the bed.

Qian Guxing had never expected the plot to develop this way, but life was like that thing: if you couldn't resist, you could only enjoy it.

Early the next morning,

Qian Guxing woke up suffocating. He struggled desperately to lift his head from the abyss before he could breathe fresh air.

Bibi Dong had one leg draped over Qian Guxing and her whole body pressed tightly against him, as though she were hugging a doll.

With Qian Guxing's natural presence, Bibi Dong had slept wonderfully.

Qian Guxing, on the other hand, had suffered quite a bit.

To be fair,

as a transmigrator with the soul of an adult, it was impossible for him to have no thoughts in a situation like this.

But Qian Guxing was only six. He had the heart to slay the enemy, but no power to turn the tide.

Nothing was more tormenting than having meat at his lips but being unable to eat it.

Bibi Dong let out a soft murmur, a hint of contentment on her taut, flawless face. Like a well-rested Persian cat, she stretched lazily, her casual posture infinitely alluring.

She glanced at Qian Guxing, whose face was full of despair, and laughed.

"What? Do you dislike your teacher that much?"

"No." Qian Guxin wouldn't have dared say yes, but he found it strange. This woman, normally as cold as an iceberg, was actually joking now?

Even Bibi Dong herself was stunned for a moment. Last night had been the most comfortable sleep she'd had in over a decade. She had forgotten her hatred and cast off the Rakshasa evil thoughts, as though she had become her old self again, innocent and naive, optimistic and cheerful.

No one knew whether such a change of heart was good or bad.