"Don't talk. Focus on recuperating. Damage to your martial soul is no laughing matter," Bibi Dong replied.
Ye Qin said nothing more.
Ten minutes later, the World-Destroying Ancestral Dragon martial soul behind Ye Qin finally stabilized once more, blooming again with a dazzling black radiance!
Only then did Ye Qin finally let out a breath of relief and lean back, falling onto Bibi Dong's crossed jade-like legs.
"Ah, I'm exhausted!" Ye Qin sighed.
"You're still so young. Going through a few setbacks is good for you," Bibi Dong comforted him gently. "Also, Ye Qin, are you hiding some secret from me?"
"What secret?" Ye Qin asked deliberately.
"For instance, your two Titled Douluo attendants. And your third martial soul!" Bibi Dong said.
Since Ye Qin had revealed his third martial soul before Bibi Dong, he had naturally thought it through. He opened his eyes and looked up at her. "Come closer, and I'll tell you."
Just then, Smog's voice rang out from outside the hall. "This is bad, Your Holiness the Pope! The Saintess has been injured!"
At those words, both Ye Qin and Bibi Dong's expressions changed.
Ye Qin immediately said, "Sister Dong, I'll go see what happened first!"
With that, Ye Qin rushed out of Pope Hall without hesitation.
Watching Ye Qin leave in such a hurry, Bibi Dong frowned slightly.
She wondered whether having such a relationship with Ye Qin was truly the right choice.
But the moment she thought of how deeply Ye Qin doted on her, she quickly let it go. Then, remembering that her disciple had been bullied, she rose to her feet, gripped her scepter, and said coldly, "Guards!"
After asking around, Ye Qin learned that the younger generation of Elder Hall had stormed into Pope Hall's training camp and challenged them