The Clever Bibi Dong

"Secret Chamber Douluo? Is that His Holiness's new title?"

"Wait, can a title even be changed?"

Hearing the Spirit Hall higher-ups whispering among themselves, Qian Xunji's face darkened further. "Dong'er, I've been giving you too much face these past few days, haven't I?!"

Bibi Dong's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, your Sister Dong has gone too far!

Bibi Dong tried to awaken her teacher's affection. "T-teacher... the senior said that, not Dong'er... Dong'er admires Angel Douluo more than anyone. R-really..."

His face dark, Qian Xunji entered the training ground and helped Golden Crocodile Douluo up. "Everyone, disperse. From now on, anyone who dares criticize the senior or talk about him will be treated as a traitor!"

Only then did he look at Bibi Dong. "My dear disciple, come with me to the Worship Hall!"

Inside the Worship Hall, Qian Xunji's face was still dark.

Bibi Dong stood in the hall with her hands clasped, her thumbs fidgeting back and forth. She didn't dare meet Qian Xunji's eyes.

"All right, stop frightening Dong'er," Qian Daoliu said, breaking the silence.

Qian Xunji's face twitched. "Father, starting tomorrow, the entire Spirit Hall will be calling me 'Secret Chamber Douluo'!"

Qian Daoliu glanced at him. "You made your bed, now lie in it!"

Qian Xunji cracked. "But I haven't even done anything yet, this..."

He smacked his forehead. "What a sin!"

Qian Daoliu's gaze fell on Bibi Dong. "Dong'er, how are things progressing with that senior?"

"I-it's going all right, I suppose..." Bibi Dong's eyes darted away. "We're just like husband and wife!"

Qian Daoliu smiled. "Oh? So quickly?"

"Yes! That's right!" Bibi Dong's gaze was resolute. "We treat each other with the respect due to a guest. Isn't that just like husband and wife?"

Qian Daoliu's smile froze.

Qian Xunji sighed. "I heard you've been sleeping in the side hall. Why don't you sleep in the main hall?"

"I can't very well make the senior sleep in the side hall, can I?" Bibi Dong smiled sweetly. "Don't worry, Teacher, Dong'er can endure this much hardship!"

"Son of a..." Qian Xunji couldn't hold it in any longer. Do you think I'm worried about you? Which ear of yours heard concern in that?!

Qian Daoliu also looked helplessly at Bibi Dong. "Dong'er, I know this is very unfair to you. If you're unwilling, we'll find another way to persuade the senior to stay. You can return to the Saintess Hall from now on."

"The Saintess Hall?" Bibi Dong glanced at Qian Xunji in terror. Wouldn't that be the death of me?!

She hurriedly said, "Great Enshrined, please see the truth. Dong'er is willing, a hundred times willing!"

Qian Daoliu frowned. "Since you're willing, hurry up and sleep in the main hall. Become the senior's confidante as soon as possible, instead of being a mere mouthpiece!"

If Lu Jin regarded Bibi Dong as one of his own, he wouldn't have taken only Ah Yin with him. Leaving Bibi Dong behind made it clear that Spirit Hall was Spirit Hall, and he had no particularly close ties to it.

"Drive the senior out to sleep in the side hall?" Bibi Dong's expression turned strange. "Wouldn't that be rather improper?"

"Who told you to drive the senior out to sleep in the side hall?!" Qian Daoliu roared. "Can't you sleep in the same room?!"

Bibi Dong said hesitantly, "D-do I really have to?"

Qian Daoliu realized his tone had been a little harsh and sighed inwardly. Dong'er was still a child, after all. "If you're unwilling, forget it."

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth. "For Spirit Hall's sake, Dong'er is willing!"

Qian Daoliu nodded with satisfaction. "Go on. Your teacher and I have some matters to discuss."

Bibi Dong left the Worship Hall, puffing out her cheeks slightly as she muttered, "How strange. Do I really have to sleep on the floor? I can't very well make the senior sleep on the floor, can I?"

She scratched her head. "What is all this? Oh well, I'll sleep on the floor if I have to, as long as they don't make me sleep in a secret chamber."

Sleeping in a secret chamber meant having her innocence stolen and being forced to bear a child. Bibi Dong's fear of secret chambers now surpassed everything else.

"But how does someone steal your innocence...?" Bibi Dong only knew that a girl's innocence was very important, but what that innocence actually was proved a little difficult to understand.

After all, until now, she had spent her time cultivating and hunting Soul Beasts. Only from the occasional storybook or other miscellaneous reading did she know that a girl's innocence was important.

"Anyway, Spirit Hall doesn't have any secret chambers anymore. I'm perfectly safe now!" Bibi Dong planted her hands on her hips, feeling incredibly clever.

Ah Yin needed to stabilize her Soul Power, and the Mimicry Training Ground had been cracked apart by the shock.

With no other choice, Lu Jin could only watch over her in the room.

Before long, a knock sounded at the door. "Senior, are you there?"

Bibi Dong? What did she want?

"Come in."

The door opened with a creak.

Bibi Dong bowed to Lu Jin. "Senior, may I make a bed on your floor?"

A bed on the floor? Was Spirit Hall so strapped for money that it had to have its saintess sleep on the floor?

"You can, but... why have you come here to sleep on the floor?"

"I don't know either. The Great Enshrined and Teacher sent me. They said this way I could become your confidante!"

Lu Jin's face twitched. More like you've come to become a thorn in my side.

Every night, Lu Jin communicated with Bo Saixi, asking where she was and whether she had run into any trouble.

After all, this was the god he had the best chance of creating first. It concerned whether he could stop his level of existence from continuing to deteriorate, so he paid it more attention.

With Bibi Dong sleeping on the floor in his room, how was he supposed to have encrypted conversations with Bo Saixi at night?

Those fellows in the Divine Realm liked to spy on the Douluo Continent, and Bibi Dong was the original story's major villain. Lu Jin didn't want the Divine Realm to discover his existence just yet.

"Why don't you sleep in the bed?" Lu Jin suggested after some thought.

Bibi Dong's eyes widened. "May I? But... wouldn't it be rather improper for you to sleep on the floor, Senior?"

"I'll sleep in the side hall!" Lu Jin wondered if Bibi Dong had a screw loose before the secret chamber.

Still, that was normal. Anyone with even a little sense couldn't have become the kind of love-struck fool and ungrateful wretch she was in the original story.

"No! You can't!" Bibi Dong hurriedly stopped him. "You can't sleep in the side hall, Senior. If the Great Enshrined finds out, he'll beat me to death!"

What the hell does it have to do with me if he beats you to death? Your Great Enshrined is the one I've chosen as a candidate to become a god... Lu Jin rolled his eyes.

But looking at Bibi Dong's big, tear-filled eyes, he had to admit that this little ungrateful wretch really was a beauty. In the end, Lu Jin's heart softened.

He compromised. "You can sleep on the floor here, but you can only come in and make your bed after I've fallen asleep each night!"

"Mm-hmm! Don't worry, Senior. To repay you, Dong'er will bring you meatballs to eat at night!"

I can hardly wait for that repayment... Lu Jin rolled his eyes. "If there's nothing else, you can leave now. Don't disturb Ah Yin's breathing exercises."

"Okay!" Bibi Dong happily left Lu Jin's room. "Mission accomplished! I even got the senior to make a concession. I'm amazing!"

Just as Lu Jin was feeling helpless, something suddenly flashed through his mind. "Has something gone wrong with the threads of fate?"

He used his power to bring the threads of fate across the entire Douluo Continent into view, and his expression turned strange.

"The Great Compassion Rhapsody is about to fall into this world, but it will end up in Tang Yuehua's hands by way of a mysterious ring."

Lu Jin carefully parted the threads of fate, displeasure flashing in his eyes. "Is this world's fate trying to correct itself? Does it want to give the Great Compassion Rhapsody to Tang San again?"

"So Tang San just has to have this world's most top-tier cultivation technique, is that it?"

The corners of Lu Jin's lips curled upward. "In that case, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

After the Clear Sky Sect sealed off its mountain later on, all its expenses for food, clothing, and daily necessities would depend on the Moonlight Pavilion that Tang Yuehua established. If Tang Yuehua became one of his people too, things would get interesting later.

Moreover, one of the conditions for creating a god was to gather faith, and gathering faith inevitably cost money. Having Tang Yuehua work for him would be a good choice.

With that thought, he used Whisper and locked onto Tang Yuehua.

A beguiling whisper sounded beside Tang Yuehua's ear in the Clear Sky Sect. "Are you content to spend your whole life unable to become a Soul Master?"