An amused voice drifted over:
"Golden Crocodile, stop putting on an act in front of me."
"You drank wine. Just force it out with Soul Power afterward, and you'll be fine. You won't die."
"I heard the tavern received a batch of new wine, even more delicious than Three Jade Nectar."
"I'm going to buy it all right now. You won't get a single drop. I'll make you drool!"
"Qian Daoliu, you old bastard! This is outrageous!"
"You know I love wine more than life, yet you still mess with me like this!"
"Once Feng'er helps me raise my soul rings and soul bones to Hundred Thousand Year, just wait and see how I teach you a lesson!"
"Golden Crocodile, then I'll wait for you to teach me a lesson. Don't kick the bucket before that day comes..."
In the courtyard, the two figures cursed at each other, yet had their arms around one another's shoulders. They looked exactly like two brothers with an excellent relationship as they gradually disappeared into the night...
Inside the room, Jin Lingfeng opened his eyes.
Having overheard the conversation between Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo through the Primal Chaos Bead's ability, he smiled sincerely.
Then his gaze turned resolute as he murmured in a deep voice:
"Grandfather, don't worry!"
"I'll definitely cultivate diligently and reach Level 100 as soon as possible to heal your injuries!"
In the blink of an eye, Jin Lingfeng was fourteen years old.
The following year would be the date he had agreed with the girl he loved, Qian Renxue, to marry at the age of fifteen.
Every day, Jin Lingfeng accompanied his grandfather and helped him refine his soul bones, raising both his soul rings and soul bones to Hundred Thousand Year.
Unfortunately, Golden Crocodile Douluo still failed to defeat Qian Daoliu. The two old men resumed their bickering, occasionally going out together to drink and visit brothels.
As for Bibi Dong, Jin Lingfeng visited her less and less often because of his cultivation.
Instead, it was her personal disciple, the Spirit Hall Saintess Hu Liena.
She was now eleven years old, with Soul Power at level 23.
The little girl had begun to blossom, growing graceful and beautiful.
Whenever Hu Liena completed Bibi Dong's training assignments, she eagerly came to Jin Lingfeng to talk.
Their relationship had always remained at the level of friends, and they admired each other...
Late at night, inside Bibi Dong's palace, in her private chambers.
The beauty set out a table and personally prepared several dishes.
After a long while, a man in white appeared.
He stood eight feet tall, with sword-like brows and starry eyes. He was truly an unparalleled handsome man.
Jin Lingfeng looked at the mature beauty before him, dressed in a hazy nightgown and gazing at him excitedly, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.
Then he looked at the delicious dishes on the table, fragrant and steaming hot, and felt deeply moved.
"Sister Dong'er, is today some special day?"
"You actually prepared so many things."
Jin Lingfeng walked over to the beauty and spoke with a smile.
"What special day could it be?"
"The last time you came here was already half a year ago."
"I know I'm old and faded now. If I don't win over your stomach, you might never come here again."
The beauty lightly pursed her red lips and spoke in a soft, plaintive tone, with a hint of coquettishness. "Sit down and eat."
Then the two sat close together. Bibi Dong thoughtfully served Jin Lingfeng food, her eyes brimming with tenderness.
"Sister Dong'er, I've been busy cultivating lately. My Soul Power is now level 43."
"That's why I haven't come to see you."
"How are you old? You're still so young."
"Your face and figure are no worse than those girls of seventeen or eighteen."
These were all Jin Lingfeng's sincere thoughts. Bibi Dong was at the age when a woman was most captivating.
Like a fully ripened fruit, delicate and luscious, no normal man in the world could resist her allure...
The beauty's cheeks flushed slightly, and sweetness filled her heart.
She shot the beloved boy before her a reproachful glance, a sweet smile lifting her red lips.
After that, the two chatted intimately, and their late-night meal ended in a warm atmosphere.
After clearing away the dishes, Jin Lingfeng lay on the bed while Bibi Dong rested her head on his arm.
Suddenly, the beauty's tone grew slightly solemn.
"Lingfeng, Spirit Hall has already made contact with the Zhu Family, the ducal family of the Star Dou Empire."
"Tomorrow, you will secretly head to the Star Luo Empire and represent Spirit Hall in discussing cooperation with the Zhu Family."
"This is to prepare for launching the Soul Hunting Operation and attacking the Two Great Empires in the future."
After she spoke, reluctance appeared in the beauty's eyes as she pressed her head closer against the man's broad chest.
Jin Lingfeng was slightly stunned. This was the first time Bibi Dong had lain against his chest...
After a long while, the lights were extinguished, and they went to sleep.
In the darkness, the beauty's delicate body curled up in the man's embrace.
Jin Lingfeng's hands rested on her soft waist, their young bodies pressed tightly together.
At that moment, the beauty opened her eyes.
Her gaze lingered on the peaceful face before her as she leaned over and gently kissed him.
The instant her kiss landed, the man's eyelashes tightened almost imperceptibly before quickly relaxing again...
The next day, outside Spirit City.
A carriage bearing the mark of Spirit Hall slowly departed, its destination the distant Star Luo Empire.
On a mountaintop, Pope Bibi Dong stood in her noble papal robes, Azure Spirit Scepter in hand. Her gaze rested on the carriage, her eyes concealing deep reluctance.
Behind her stood Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.
"Elder Ju, Elder Gui."
"You will follow the Holy Son to the Star Luo Empire and protect him in secret."
"If anything happens to the Holy Son, then there will be no need for you to return."
Her words were calm, yet they carried an overbearing, domineering force that allowed no defiance.
Yue Guan and Gui Mei were secretly alarmed and shouted in unison:
"By your command, Your Holiness!"
Then the two vanished from where they stood...
Elsewhere, Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo were likewise watching the distant carriage.
Third Offering, Holy Dragon Douluo, finally received another order after two years and quietly departed...
The Zhu Family was the only ducal family of the Star Luo Empire, and their inherited martial soul was the Hell Spirit Cat.
Together with the imperial family's inherited Evil Eye White Tiger, it could perform the Martial Soul Fusion Skill Hell White Tiger. Its power was formidable, so the two families had intermarried for generations.
Inside a secret chamber of the Zhu Family.
Zhu Youzhi, the head of the Zhu Family, looked at his second daughter, Zhu Zhuqing, and instructed her in a deep voice:
"Zhuqing, the Holy Son of Spirit Hall will arrive in Star Luo City three days from now."
"As long as the Zhu Family and Spirit Hall successfully cooperate, you will no longer need to marry Dai Mubai after the Star Luo Empire falls in the future."
"Your sister Zhu Yun has an excellent relationship with First Prince Dai Weisi. You must not let her learn of this!"
Eight-year-old Zhu Zhuqing wore a black skintight outfit. Her eyes were cold and distant, carrying an icy aura that kept strangers away.
She nodded slightly. At the thought that she would no longer have to marry Dai Mubai, that promiscuous prince, a faint smile curled her thin lips...
In a small town east of Star Luo City.
Jin Lingfeng dismissed the coachman and came alone to the agreed meeting place.
Inside a pavilion stood a woman dressed in black skintight clothing.
Though her face could not be seen clearly, her curves and tall figure made it easy to guess that she was a mature, voluptuous type.
Hearing the approaching footsteps, the girl's dark eyes narrowed.
Her high heels turned, and her delicate body pivoted around.
She saw a man in white walking toward her.
Zhu Zhuqing rarely lost focus, but as the second daughter of the Zhu Family,
she had seen countless outstanding young men. Yet this man's handsomeness was enough to rank first, unmatched by anyone!
He carried a noble air no weaker than that of an imperial prince, yet somehow gave people a feeling of easygoing warmth.
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