A Wonderful Night...

"Nine hundred years? Chang'an, do you know that the maximum limit for a first soul ring is a little over four hundred years?"

Bibi Dong did not rebuke him outright. Instead, she patiently explained.

Ling Chang'an had long prepared an excuse. He looked at Bibi Dong with clear, sincere eyes and said calmly,

"Teacher, you know I have Twin Martial Souls, and both of them are of very high quality. From the moment of my Martial Soul Awakening, my physical constitution has been steadily strengthened without me even noticing. If you don't believe me, why not test it?"

Another chance to openly touch a goddess, Ling Chang'an thought after saying that.

Sure enough, Bibi Dong extended her fair hand and said to Ling Chang'an, "Then try punching my palm."

Ling Chang'an no longer hesitated. After all, this concerned his choice of soul ring. He clenched his fist, gathered his strength, and swung!

His small fist struck Bibi Dong's palm directly. Then Ling Chang'an felt his hand being wrapped in softness. Looking up, he saw Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes filled with shock!

Ding! You have successfully achieved Divine Manifestation before Bibi Dong. Points +18.

That flex had come out of nowhere!

Bibi Dong released Ling Chang'an's small hand and steadied her emotions before saying, "Your strength truly is remarkable. It is already comparable to that of an ordinary two-ringed Soul Master. For now, I agree with your idea."

"However, if I find that you cannot absorb it, I will intervene and stop you immediately!"

"Alright, thank you, Teacher!" Ling Chang'an nodded excitedly. With Bibi Dong's words, this was in the bag!

Compared to those Soul Masters who arrived in this world already starting with hundred-thousand-year soul rings, Ling Chang'an's first soul ring being only around nine hundred years could already be considered quite ordinary. However, Ling Chang'an had a method to endlessly increase a soul ring's age. That was his greatest advantage!

Such chances to be alone together were rare, so Ling Chang'an naturally would not obediently cultivate. He casually found a cultivation-related topic and began asking Bibi Dong for guidance. Later on, the two of them would occasionally chat about everyday matters as well...

The art of conversing with Her Majesty the Empress!

Time alone always passed quickly. At least, that was what Ling Chang'an thought. Just as he was chatting enthusiastically with Bibi Dong, the coachman announced that they had arrived at the Tianhun Great Forest.

"Alright, Chang'an. Let's get down."

Bibi Dong naturally took Ling Chang'an's little hand and led him down from the carriage. Before this, she might not have been so gentle with him, but after talking with him all the way here, Bibi Dong realized that she had already grown quite fond of this little boy.

He was talented, made her laugh from time to time, was filial, and most importantly, he was handsome. How could Bibi Dong not like a disciple like that?

After all, Bibi Dong was also a mother. But the estrangement between her and Qian Renxue ran too deep. With Ling Chang'an, Bibi Dong had rediscovered that feeling of being a mother.

After giving the coachman some instructions, Bibi Dong led Ling Chang'an directly into the great forest not far ahead. Neither of them took any protective measures before entering. That was the Pope's sheer dominance!

"Teacher, why does this forest feel so wild to me?"

Ling Chang'an enjoyed the warmth in his hand as he curiously looked around.

Wasn't it? From the moment he entered the forest, he had sensed the fresh scent in the air. The surrounding trees were lush and verdant, with no trace of artificial planting.

"Wild? I suppose so. This forest naturally existed in the first place, but the number of Soul Beasts within it and their ages have generally remained under Spirit Hall's control. That is why I call it Spirit Hall's Soul Beast Forest!"

As Bibi Dong spoke, her gaze swept over the surroundings, and she began extending her Mental Power. It was not for defense, but to identify whether there were any Soul Beasts suitable for Ling Chang'an.

"Chang'an, this time, we'll add a soul ring to your Pangu Axe. The Pangu Axe excels at offense, and since you want a Soul Beast around nine hundred years old, we should focus on offensive-type Soul Beasts."

"Teacher, you're so good to me." Ling Chang'an shamelessly said this before obediently following Bibi Dong deeper into the forest.

There were quite a few Soul Beasts in the outer regions, but most were only ten-year ones, with scarcely any hundred-year Soul Beasts. Thus, Bibi Dong continued leading Ling Chang'an deeper into the forest.

During that time, Bibi Dong did not release the pressure of a Titled Douluo. Otherwise, the entire forest would have been thrown into chaos. Even so, very few Soul Beasts dared come looking for trouble.

"Chang'an, let's make a fire and eat something first. It's getting late."

When the two arrived at a relatively open area, Bibi Dong glanced at the sky and spoke to Ling Chang'an.

They were already close to the depths of the forest. The Soul Beasts appearing here were basically over five hundred years old, though their numbers had decreased considerably.

"Chang'an, remember this. When hunting Soul Beasts in a forest in the future, do not casually start a fire unless you can guarantee that you can handle every Soul Beast in the forest."

As Bibi Dong taught Ling Chang'an, she used the wood she had already cut to start a fire.

After the fire was lit, Bibi Dong released a faint trace of her aura. The nearby Soul Beasts instantly fell silent, and none dared attempt to charge toward the firelight.

"Teacher, would you like some roasted meat?"

Ling Chang'an sat down beside the campfire. The firelight cast a glow across Bibi Dong's face, giving her a uniquely captivating charm. He simply began quietly admiring this different kind of scenery.

"Roasted meat? Ah, Chang'an, Teacher isn't very good at cooking. Why don't we just eat some rations?" Bibi Dong said somewhat awkwardly.

But then, as if performing a magic trick, Ling Chang'an began taking items out of his Storage Soul Tool one by one. There were at least six or seven bottles and jars, along with several racks and metal skewers...

Is my disciple a chef whose talent has been wasted...?

"Teacher, this is a grill rack. This is chili powder, this is salt, this is cumin..." Ling Chang'an began introducing everything to Bibi Dong in a serious, highly professional manner.

After listening to Ling Chang'an's introduction, Bibi Dong was already tempted. Once he finished explaining what he could grill, she transformed into a fragrant breeze and vanished from the spot.

While Ling Chang'an stood there dumbfounded, Bibi Dong returned ten minutes later carrying two pheasants and a rabbit, all of them already cleaned.

"Will these three be enough for us?" Bibi Dong smiled as she handed them to Ling Chang'an, asking with a hint of anticipation.

At that moment, Bibi Dong had none of the Pope's airs. Instead, she seemed like a young girl eagerly awaiting delicious food.

"Enough, enough. Just watch, Teacher!" Ling Chang'an nodded with utmost confidence and began setting up the rack and skewering the meat...

Ten minutes later, sizzling sounds arose, and the air was filled with the distinctive aroma of chicken. Only then did Ling Chang'an turn the chicken over, sprinkling it with cumin, chili powder, and the special sauce from their inn...

Bibi Dong sat beneath a large tree with her arms around her knees, her eyes full of tenderness as she watched Ling Chang'an's movements. Her thoughts seemed to return to more than a decade ago...

How long had it been? Even she did not know how long it had been since she had felt this relaxed and content.

"Teacher, my chicken is ready. Would you like to try it?"

Ling Chang'an's words pulled Bibi Dong from her thoughts. Then she saw the chicken in the little hand extended before her. It looked immensely appetizing, golden-brown in color and radiating a rich fragrance.

"Thank you, Chang'an."

Bibi Dong took the chicken from Ling Chang'an. She opened her small, lovely mouth, gently took it in, and bit down, giving it a deep suck.

"Mmm~ Chang'an, the chicken you roasted is so delicious..."

"I'm glad you like it, Teacher. I'll go roast the rabbit now." Ling Chang'an beamed with delight. To conquer a woman, one first had to conquer her stomach!