Zhu Zhuqing's heartfelt blessing, and being teased by Bibi Dong again

"So, Lingfeng, listen carefully!"

"You must have accumulated blessings over several lifetimes to be able to be with such an outstanding woman as me in this life. You should be secretly delighted!"

"Remember to treat me better from now on, or I won't want you anymore. I'll just replace you with someone else, hmph!"

After saying that, Qian Renxue raised her snowy-white chin proudly, like a haughty phoenix.

However, Jin Lingfeng smiled in a mocking tone.

"Oh, oh, oh. Xue'er, you really have no shame."

"Who knows whose temper stinks to high heaven and loves making trouble for no reason?"

"Just now, you were crying and shouting because you were afraid I'd run off with another woman. Now you're shamelessly praising yourself. Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Qian Renxue had always been thin-skinned. How could she endure such teasing? Her cheeks immediately flushed red, and she bit her pink lips as she transformed into a tigress.

Soon, the two began wrestling on the bed, their laughter filling the room as the atmosphere turned warm and sweet...

And so, Jin Lingfeng remained in the Star Luo Empire for half a year.

During the day, he went to the imperial palace to refine soul bones for the Star Luo Emperor. At night, he secretly met with the girl he loved, Qian Renxue.

Things proceeded very smoothly with the Zhu Family.

However, ever since Zhu Zhuqing's confession had been rejected that day, Jin Lingfeng had never seen that pitiful girl again...

The alliance between the Star Luo Empire and the Heaven Dou Empire was successfully forged.

Xue Ye and the Star Luo Emperor plotted in secret, yet everything remained under Jin Lingfeng's control.

One noon, outside Star Luo City.

A carriage bearing the Spirit Hall insignia gradually traveled into the distance.

The Star Luo Emperor stood at the city gate, watching the scene with cold eyes before returning to the imperial palace.

In a corner, a young woman dressed in tight black clothing appeared.

Her black eyes stared at the departing carriage, filled with deep regret and sorrow.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, thank you for opening the door to my heart."

"If not for you, my personality would only have become more and more withdrawn."

"I wouldn't have been able to face this beautiful world with an ordinary heart, nor would I have been able to reconcile with my sister."

"Your Highness the Holy Son, you will be getting married next year."

"Zhuqing will silently bless you in her heart. You must be happy..."

The young woman murmured softly, her eyes turning red as her delicate body trembled slightly.

At that moment, another woman who somewhat resembled Zhu Zhuqing approached.

She affectionately took Zhu Zhuqing's hand and said gently,

"Zhuqing, let's go home."

The young woman raised her head and looked at her sister, who was smiling at her. Warmth flowed through her sorrowful heart.

She reached up and wiped the corner of her eyes. A sincere smile appeared on her thin lips, and the two returned to the Zhu Family hand in hand...

Three days later, Spirit City.

A carriage stopped before the Papal Palace.

Immediately afterward, a handsome young man dressed in white stepped down from it.

The guards who had long been waiting nearby, along with Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo, dropped to one knee and shouted,

"Welcome back, Your Highness the Holy Son!"

Jin Lingfeng stood tall, his calm gaze sweeping across the surroundings as he said in a deep voice,

"Rise."

"Yes, Your Highness the Holy Son!"

Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo rose, standing in two rows on either side with all the guards.

The next moment, a dignified and commanding female voice came from within the Papal Palace.

"Lingfeng, you've finally returned."

"Come in!"

"Yes, Your Holiness!"

Jin Lingfeng answered, nodded to Yue Guan and Gui Mei, then walked into the Papal Palace.

Whenever Jin Lingfeng entered the Papal Palace in the past, Bibi Dong would send Yue Guan and Gui Mei away. By now, the two of them had learned to be tactful...

Meanwhile, Jin Lingfeng entered the Papal Palace.

Looking up, he saw a peerless beauty seated upon the papal throne. She wore a noble papal robe and held the Azure Spirit Scepter, smiling at him.

It was impossible to tell the woman's exact age. Her skin was fair and flawless, no worse than that of a teenage girl.

Yet her perfect, voluptuous figure was outlined beneath the papal robe, tracing enchanting curves.

Her long, flawless left leg rested atop her right, and her entire body carried an elegant posture. She was truly peerlessly graceful, as beautiful as a celestial fairy!

"You two, withdraw!"

The beauty parted her red lips and spoke coldly.

The two Platinum Bishops beside her bowed respectfully.

"Yes, Your Holiness!"

After greeting Jin Lingfeng with, "Greetings, Your Highness the Holy Son," they quickly left the Papal Palace, and the doors slowly closed.

Seeing this, Jin Lingfeng smiled excitedly.

He hurried up the steps toward her, calling out,

"Sister Dong'er, I missed you so much after being away for half a year!"

Seeing the little fellow run toward her, the longing and resentment Bibi Dong had held in her heart for half a year faded away, leaving only incomparable sweetness and warmth.

She subconsciously wanted to stand, but realizing that being too excited would undermine her dignity, she sat back down. Hiding the joy in her heart, she rolled her eyes and said resentfully,

"Lingfeng, don't think I don't know."

"You met Xue'er in the Star Luo Empire, and the two of you spent every night together."

"I'm afraid you've already forgotten all about me, haven't you?"

"That's only natural. Xue'er is young and beautiful, while I'm already old."

After saying that, Bibi Dong deliberately put on a disappointed expression, lowering her head with a sigh.

Jin Lingfeng came before the beauty and quickly said with a grin,

"Sister Dong'er, you're not old at all."

"You're at the age when you're most charming. Your figure is so incredible that who knows how many women envy you."

At that moment, Bibi Dong suddenly rose to her feet.

She struck an alluring pose before Jin Lingfeng, her curves exquisite and her charm boundless.

She looked at the little fellow before her with a smile, a hint of mischief flashing through her beautiful eyes as she said tenderly,

"Lingfeng, you said I have a good figure."

"Did you mean here, or here?"

As she spoke, her jade-like hand brushed across her ample chest, then her delicate hips.

Teased so brazenly by the beauty, Jin Lingfeng instantly blushed crimson. Yet his face wore an adorably unyielding expression, as though he would rather die than submit.

Bibi Dong burst into laughter, her smile blooming like a flower.

Like a peony in full blossom, it made the surrounding atmosphere much warmer.

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore."

"You really have no nerve at all."

Bibi Dong said with a charming laugh, sitting back down upon the papal throne.

Jin Lingfeng coughed awkwardly, then looked at the beauty before him and said seriously,

"Sister Dong'er, there are only three months left."

"Then it will be the time Xue'er and I agreed to marry at the age of fifteen."

"When that time comes, I want to bring Xue'er back and hold our wedding!"

"Feng'er, the time is not right yet."

"We cannot rashly withdraw Xue'er from the Heaven Dou Empire."

Bibi Dong lowered her eyes slightly and spoke with a sigh.

Unifying Douluo Continent was the goal generations of people from the Elder Hall, Worship Hall, and Papal Palace had worked toward. Too much was involved, and the effort invested was beyond imagination...

Jin Lingfeng became exceedingly anxious.

He subconsciously grabbed the beauty's jade-like hand and said excitedly,

"Sister Dong'er, my Soul Power is now level 43, but my true combat strength can reach the level of a Soul Sage."

"Even without Xue'er acting as an undercover agent in the Heaven Dou Empire, I'm confident that within the next ten years, I can help Spirit Hall unify Douluo Continent!"

"Sister Dong'er, please let Xue'er come back, alright? I'm begging you."

Bibi Dong looked at the little fellow's almost frantic expression, and her heart was deeply moved.