[I'm... bleeding]

A secret chamber?

Hearing those two words,

Cao Mengde's expression changed, and he grew terrified.

Yet he also felt an inexplicable thrill.

As everyone knew,

Everyone hated Qian Xunji, yet everyone envied him.

Cao Mengde was no exception.

He badly wanted a taste of what happened in the secret chamber.

"Your Holiness, are you going to lock me in a secret chamber?"

"What exactly are you trying to do?"

He was speechless.

Why did people on the Douluo Continent always love playing with secret chambers?

Bibi Dong stood proudly, a scepter clenched in her hand. She looked noble and sacred, unlike anyone else.

"You should know that the secret chamber is the best place for you. That way, you won't run away."

Within three days,

Would a disease appear in her body?

Bibi Dong needed to verify it.

What if this fellow was spreading lies, and his words had only been an excuse to save his life? What if he ran away before then?

"Will you walk there yourself?"

"Or should I break your legs and have someone carry you?"

Cao Mengde's face turned livid.

He had truly seen it for himself.

Bibi Dong's viciousness was no mere rumor.

The way she had burned the bridge after crossing it, and the way she had seized him, showed how treacherous, cunning, and utterly venomous she was.

But Cao Mengde wasn't afraid.

With his ability to plant Gu, even if he couldn't defeat Bibi Dong for now, he could keep planting Gu to control her.

"Let's go."

Before leaving,

Cao Mengde made sure to lock the doors of Rejuvenation Hall.

In the future,

He still intended to return and hold consultations for other patients.

On the way to Spirit Hall,

Cao Mengde had originally walked beside Hu Liena, following behind Bibi Dong.

In the blink of an eye,

Cao Mengde quickened his pace and darted several steps forward, closing the distance between himself and Bibi Dong.

Charming as the young Hu Liena was,

She wasn't as bewitching as the mature Bibi Dong.

Even when eating, one started with the tastiest dish.

Because he was so close,

Bibi Dong grew suspicious.

"Why are you standing so close to me?"

Cao Mengde smiled wryly. "I'm thinking of you, Your Holiness. This way, there's no chance of me escaping. You can consider it a sign of my sincerity."

Bibi Dong was skeptical, but asked no more.

In truth,

Cao Mengde's target was a woman's scent.

Bibi Dong's scent.

You might not know just how fragrant Bibi Dong was.

He was savoring it himself, so he was naturally qualified to comment.

The fragrance was unlike the scent of flowers. It was extremely rich, even pungent.

Surrounded by that fragrance, Cao Mengde felt his bones turn to jelly and his senses swim, as though ants were crawling all over him.

If he moved away, he would long for it.

If he immersed himself in it, his whole body grew restless.

It was precisely this feeling of being torn between longing and restlessness that enthralled Cao Mengde.

A moment later,

Cao Mengde arrived at Spirit Hall.

The surrounding buildings were magnificent, radiating a solemn presence.

Before he had time to admire them, Bibi Dong turned and said, "Don't look around. Come with me. Nana, go get some rest."

Cao Mengde continued following Bibi Dong.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"Isn't this your bedchamber?"

What did Bibi Dong mean by this?

Wasn't she going to lock him in a secret chamber? What did she mean by bringing him back to her bedchamber?

"Don't ask foolish questions."

Just as Cao Mengde had expected,

This was indeed Bibi Dong's bedchamber.

With a wave of her scepter,

The bedroom door swung open.

"Go in."

Cao Mengde couldn't help swallowing.

Although he also wanted to be a Secret Chamber Douluo for once,

With his current strength, he still didn't dare act presumptuously before Bibi Dong.

Now,

Bibi Dong had brought him back to her bedchamber. A woman taking the initiative like this couldn't help but set Cao Mengde's thoughts wandering.

Could Bibi Dong want to be a Secret Chamber Douluo too?

"Your Holiness, I didn't expect you to be into this too."

Hate Qian Xunji, understand Qian Xunji, become Qian Xunji?

Clunk.

A muffled sound rang out.

Cao Mengde lost his footing and dropped into a dark space beneath him.

Fortunately, his Soul Power was refined, and he relied on his strength as a Titled Douluo to land steadily on the ground.

He saw that his surroundings were dim.

So the secret chamber was beneath Bibi Dong's bedchamber.

At that moment,

Bibi Dong's voice reached him through Soul Power.

"Stay here."

"Three days from now, whether you live or die will depend entirely on your luck."

Cao Mengde was bitterly disappointed.

He had thought Bibi Dong was going to take him in the secret chamber.

He had overthought it.

"Why go to such lengths?"

"Spirit Hall has experts as numerous as clouds. Couldn't you find an empty room? Did you have to play with a secret chamber?"

After waiting a while,

Cao Mengde still received no reply from Bibi Dong. It seemed she had left him to his own devices.

He patted the wall of the secret chamber. It was cold and solid.

Ninth Soul Skill, second ability.

Thousand-Hand Pagoda.

This was Cao Mengde's only offensive skill.

With a thought, he could summon one vivid green palm, or thousands upon thousands of them, to attack.

In an instant,

The pitch-black secret chamber was filled with green light.

The black-and-green atmosphere only made it feel more eerie and sinister.

Suddenly,

Cao Mengde willingly dispersed the Soul Skill.

If he blasted through the secret chamber, wouldn't Bibi Dong chop him into eight pieces?

He had better quietly wait for her to come to him for treatment.

Early the next morning,

Bibi Dong arrived at the Pope's Palace.

Sitting on her throne, she was full of vigor as she attended to church affairs.

It was clear

That her mood had greatly improved after her chest tightness was cured.

Cao Mengde.

The man was highly skilled in medicine, a rare talent.

It was just a pity that he was a man and had acted intimately toward her. Otherwise, she could have recruited him into Spirit Hall.

Even more infuriatingly,

He had actually boasted that she would bleed heavily from her lower body.

A night had passed.

Wasn't she perfectly fine?

After waiting another two days, she would kill the man who had touched her intimate parts.

At that moment,

Yue Guan and Gui Mei entered the hall.

They presented a detailed list of contestants from the two great empires.

"Your Holiness, this is the list of those coming to Spirit Hall to participate in the Soul Master finals."

Bibi Dong took it and looked it over.

Her gaze settled on the name Tang San.

She remembered that Spirit Hall had once received a secret report saying Tang San was exceptionally strong and had led Shrek Academy to consecutive victories in the Heaven Dou Empire.

This man

Had to be eliminated.

"The person on this list..."

Before she could finish,

Bibi Dong felt something flow out of her.

She looked down.

Her papal robes were a mess. Blood had even appeared on the throne and was threatening to spill over.

The sight

Truly frightened Bibi Dong, turning her face deathly pale.

"Tang San, the one on the list. Kill him."

After hurriedly leaving those words,

Bibi Dong waved a hand. "Go and see to it immediately."

Yue Guan and Gui Mei were stunned.

Seeing how anxious Her Holiness was, they didn't dare delay.

After leaving the Pope's Palace,

Yue Guan asked, "Old Ghost, did you see that? Her Holiness was very anxious."

Gui Mei nodded.

"I saw."

"The more anxious Her Holiness is, the deeper her hatred for Tang San must be."

"Let's take more men and set an ambush on the road Shrek has to take."

Little did they know,

The moment the two of them left the Pope's Palace,

Bibi Dong sprang to her feet. Seeing that bright red blood was still flowing out, she hurriedly circulated her Soul Power to regulate her body.

Unfortunately,

A Soul Master's ordinary methods of regulating the body had no effect on this bleeding.

At this moment.

Bibi Dong was in an abysmal mood once again.

The place where she was bleeding heavily was far too private. The shame and indignation were beyond words.

Cao Mengde?

That guy really had called it.

The thought of going to Cao Mengde for treatment left Bibi Dong deeply unwilling.

Whoosh!

She returned to her bedchamber and lay down on the bed.

She quickly spread the quilt over herself, concealing her shameful condition.

"Someone!"

"Go and summon a healing Soul Master for me at once. It must be a woman."

A short while later.

A female healing-type Soul Master entered the room.

Seeing Bibi Dong bedridden, her expression did not change.

After all, for the past few days.

The people of Spirit Hall had all been treating Bibi Dong for the tightness in her chest.

"Your Holiness the Pope, I am useless. I cannot even cure the tightness in your chest."

Bibi Dong was in no mood to take issue with her.

Instead, she called the woman to her side, her expression grave.

"I... am bleeding."