Cao Mengde Became a God and Wanted to Spar with Bibi Dong

Cao Mengde really hadn't expected it.

Bibi Dong was fickle to such an extent.

By not treating Tang San, he had indirectly helped Spirit Hall win the championship, and now, for the sake of her reputation, Bibi Dong wanted to burn the bridge after crossing it?

This time,

Cao Mengde was determined to cure her of this bad habit.

"Didn't you hear me?"

"If you want to be cured, come over here and step on it yourself."

Why was she still lying in the hospital bed? Was she waiting for him to apply the ointment for her?

Not a chance.

"You..."

Seeing Cao Mengde's arrogant attitude,

Bibi Dong immediately grew angry.

But she felt ashamed and simply didn't have the courage to scold him.

The itching in her feet penetrated the depths of her soul, relentlessly wearing down her willpower.

With no other choice,

Bibi Dong got up and walked toward Cao Mengde, who was sitting on the sofa.

"Wait!"

Cao Mengde glanced at the high heels on the floor.

"Put your high heels on."

Bibi Dong looked taken aback.

"Aren't you applying ointment?"

"How can you apply it with my shoes on?"

Cao Mengde thought to himself.

He had finally gotten this queen to submit.

He had to try every trick he could.

"This ointment is special. It's an extremely thick, sticky liquid. With the extra force from your high heels, you can squeeze it out faster, and we can cure you sooner."

Bibi Dong's feet itched unbearably, and she was desperate to be cured.

She had no mind to consider anything else.

She immediately sat on the edge of the bed and put on her pair of sexy high heels.

Sure enough,

Bibi Dong looked even more elegant in her high heels.

"And put on this blindfold."

As he spoke,

Cao Mengde took out a black lace blindfold and tossed it to Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong couldn't make sense of this at all.

"Why must I wear a blindfold?"

"What exactly are you trying to do?"

Cao Mengde gave a wry laugh and said indifferently,

"What could I possibly do to you?"

"I'm only doing this to treat you, aren't I? Otherwise, I'd have dusted off my backside and left ages ago."

"You've tried to kill me again and again, yet I'm treating you without holding it against you. What are you still dawdling for?"

At this point,

Bibi Dong felt deeply ashamed.

How could she have known she would keep falling ill?

But for some reason, the thought of wearing a blindfold made her uneasy.

If her vision was blocked, wouldn't this fellow take advantage of her inattention to settle the score and kill her?

Just then,

Cao Mengde saw what Bibi Dong was worried about.

His tone softened.

"Please rest assured, Your Holiness. I have no ulterior motives."

"This ointment irritates the eyes. If it gets into your eyes, you'll go blind. So during the treatment, you absolutely mustn't peek, and you can't use spiritual power to investigate either. Otherwise, I won't be able to treat blindness caused by the irritation."

Blind!

The moment she heard that word,

Bibi Dong's expression changed dramatically. In her ignorance, she immediately put on the blindfold.

Her feet itched so intensely now that she had no mind for anything else. All she wanted was to recover quickly.

"Where is it? I can't see."

Bibi Dong raised one foot and began feeling her way around.

Seeing the high heel coming down toward him, Cao Mengde's heart stirred, and he immediately reached out to guide it.

"Yes, right there. Step on it."

At the same time,

Cao Mengde secretly used his ninth Soul Skill to eliminate Bibi Dong's illness.

Only once she was free from the torment of her illness would Bibi Dong be able to give him her full attention.

Gradually,

Bibi Dong's aggrieved expression relaxed.

At last, the itching had stopped.

It had been like going through hell just now. The torment had been unbearable.

"I don't understand."

"What kind of ointment is this? Not only is it harmful to the eyes, but I can't even take it and apply it myself?"

Cao Mengde leaned back on the sofa,

Fully enjoying the pleasure the queen brought him.

"I already told you it's specially made. If you took it and applied it yourself, your hands would be corroded, and you'd end up crippled."

"These are my own secret methods for treating illnesses. It's only natural you don't know about them."

"Your feet may not itch anymore, but you still need to keep applying the ointment."

"Mm, that's about enough. Take off your high heels."

"Keep going."

Having just experienced the pleasure of her high heels, he now began to enjoy her jade feet in silk stockings.

And so,

Cao Mengde kept fooling Bibi Dong.

One foot wore a high heel, while the other was a jade foot in a silk stocking, and they kept switching back and forth.

After a long while,

Bibi Dong couldn't help asking curiously,

"Why can't I feel the ointment?"

Cao Mengde answered perfunctorily,

"You should have nearly squeezed it out. Count down from ten."

Bibi Dong was eager to leave as soon as the treatment was finished.

Seeing that it was almost over, she immediately perked up and began counting down.

"Ten, nine, eight... three, two, one..."

Sure enough,

Bibi Dong's delicate body trembled, and she felt the ointment appear.

It had been exhausting. She'd actually had to step on it for so long before it came out.

However,

Cao Mengde wasn't discouraged.

On the contrary, facing the beautiful Bibi Dong, his fighting spirit soared, and he was still full of vigor.

"Your Holiness, the ointment has been applied well enough."

"Now you need to take some medicine orally. Squat down."

Bibi Dong had taken liquid medicine orally before.

Therefore,

She was quite experienced. After exploring for a short while,

She sucked the liquid medicine out.

Afterward,

Cao Mengde didn't forget to remind Bibi Dong,

"Your Holiness, come to Rejuvenation Hall every day from now on. You must stick with this course of treatment for a month. Otherwise, if the illness returns, not even a Great Firmament Immortal could save you."

Bibi Dong removed the blindfold and listlessly tossed it onto the hospital bed.

Facing Cao Mengde,

She felt an indescribable embarrassment, as well as shame.

Every time she tried to kill him, she fell ill, and in the end she still had to humble herself and beg Cao Mengde to treat her.

It seemed the thought of killing Cao Mengde

Must never cross her mind again.

If Cao Mengde died and she came down with some strange illness one day, wouldn't she be in trouble too?

To keep Cao Mengde under better control,

Bibi Dong decided.

"Mengde, I broke my word to you. I was wrong."

"But rest assured this time, I will sincerely mend my ways."

"I only hope you can forgive me."

[Ding...]

[The Disease Treatment System informs the host: congratulations on successfully treating Bibi Dong. You have gained one level of Soul Power.]

[The system has detected that the host's Soul Power has reached level 100. The system has automatically created the Divine Physician Godhood for the host and equipped him with a God Ring. Divine Skills obtained: Ascension, Resurrection, Thousand-Handed Vajra.]

At that moment,

Cao Mengde felt more inflated with confidence than ever before.

Why?

He possessed the Gu System and Resurrection, two heaven-defying abilities.

It could almost be said that he was now invincible.

"Your Holiness, even if you keep breaking your word and want to kill me in the future, I won't be afraid."

"Because..."

With that,

Cao Mengde stirred his thoughts.

A burst of green light shot from his body and soared into the sky.

Bibi Dong stared dumbfounded.

She was moved by the majestic light before her.

As someone currently undertaking the Rakshasa God Trial, she could naturally sense that this was no longer the power of a Soul Master.

It was the presence of a god.

"Mengde..."

"Mengde, you... you've become a god?"

How was that possible?

How old was Cao Mengde? And he had already become a god?

After all,

The conditions for a Soul Master to become a god were extremely difficult to meet.

Though she was unwilling to believe it, the fact stood right before her.

Bibi Dong had no choice but to believe it.

The Soul Rings beneath Cao Mengde's feet no longer numbered nine, but ten.

The tenth Soul Ring was a brilliant gold, and a terrifying pressure radiated from it.

Could it be

That it was a God Ring?

Cao Mengde tested his skill and found Divine Power extraordinarily potent.

After showing off, he withdrew his Martial Soul and teased Bibi Dong.

"Your Holiness, how about we spar for a few moves?"