Bibi Dong's Boudoir Was Drained of Energy

In bed, Jin Lingfeng heard the sound and sat up, only to see Pope Bibi Dong standing beside him, smiling and gazing at him.

At this moment, although she was still wearing the noble Pope's robe, her original majestic and cold aura was replaced by gentleness, and joy flowed in her beautiful eyes.

"Your Excellency the Pope, you're finally here."

"I thought you forgot about cultivation and almost fell asleep."

Jin Lingfeng put on his shoes and walked up to the beauty, looking at her with a grin.

Bibi Dong looked at the young man before her, in a very good mood. As long as she could absorb the aura of his second Martial Soul, she was confident that she could completely get rid of the Rakshasa God's curse, and there would be no danger in continuing to accept the Rakshasa God's inheritance in the future.

"Jin Lingfeng, you and Xue'er are the same age, I'll call you Feng'er."

"Don't call me Your Excellency the Pope anymore, it sounds too distant. From now on, when it's just you and me, call me Aunt Dong."

Bibi Dong lightly pinched the Azure Spirit Scepter in her right hand and touched the young man's forehead with her left, her gaze as gentle as an elder treating a junior.

Jin Lingfeng's expression was a little unnatural. After all, from his current angle looking up, Bibi Dong's proportions were truly magnificent and imposing...

"Your Excellency the Pope, you are so young and don't look old at all. How about I call you Sister Dong'er from now on?"

Jin Lingfeng tried to shift his gaze, making himself look more innocent as he spoke.

Bibi Dong wasn't angry. She smiled charmingly and said with a hint of teasing in her tone:

"Feng'er, if you can satisfy me tonight, I'll agree to let you call me that from now on..."

Bibi Dong said this deliberately, then took his hand.

Jin Lingfeng's cheeks instantly turned slightly red. He hadn't expected that the usually aloof, majestic, and cold Bibi Dong would also tease him in such an improper way.

He felt the warmth from her palm, his heart filled with nervousness, and at the same time, he secretly cherished this feeling...

Jin Lingfeng, Jin Lingfeng, what nonsense is this beast thinking?

Bibi Dong is Xue'er's mother. Even if she deliberately teases you, deliberately seduces you, you must hold on and not mess around!

Jin Lingfeng's mind was in a mess because of Bibi Dong's words. In the moment he was stunned, Bibi Dong had already led him to the Papal Palace, and he was pushed onto a soft, white bed.

Immediately after, Bibi Dong smiled charmingly and looked at Jin Lingfeng playfully, saying:

"Feng'er, you rest here first, I'm going to take a bath..."

With that, the beauty swayed her graceful waist and left the room.

On the bed, Jin Lingfeng huddled in the corner, extremely nervous. Although he knew Bibi Dong was probably just teasing him, and that she only wanted to use the aura of his Soul Power for cultivation later, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Jin Lingfeng, Bibi Dong wouldn't sleep with you, don't flatter yourself.

Calm down, calm down quickly. Between Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue, you must choose Qian Renxue!

Jin Lingfeng kept comforting himself, gradually relaxing and lying down, hugging the soft golden silk quilt, his nose catching the faint fragrance of the beauty, and he fell into a deep sleep...

Half an hour later, the room door was gently pushed open, and Jin Lingfeng on the bed frowned and opened his eyes.

Immediately, a stunning woman in a silver nightgown appeared before him and climbed onto the bed, coming to his side...

At this moment, the water on her hair was not yet dry, and she exuded a fresh aura.

Like a lotus emerging from water, she was filled with a hazy beauty. Even more excessively, the neckline of her silver nightgown was opened very low, revealing glimpses of two snowy white peaks within, which almost made Jin Lingfeng bleed from the nose...

"Your Excellency the Pope, what... what are you doing?"

"I'm here to cultivate with you, why are you dressed like this? Can you please change into more appropriate clothes..."

Jin Lingfeng, scared, scrambled to the corner of the wall, looking at the beauty before him with fear, as if looking at a ferocious beast.

Bibi Dong chuckled and walked over, poking his forehead with her finger, saying helplessly:

"Feng'er, what are you thinking? How could I have any thoughts about a little brat like you?"

"I'm used to wearing my nightgown after coming back, so I won't change. Just don't let your eyes wander."

"Come, release your God-tier Martial Soul, I'm going to start cultivating."

Jin Lingfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Bibi Dong's words. As long as she didn't intend to do anything improper to him...

Thus, Jin Lingfeng moved slightly out of the corner, sat cross-legged on the bed, and condensed the Primal Chaos Pearl Martial Soul above his head. Instantly, a sacred and gentle aura permeated the entire room.

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes showed joy. She had already made arrangements, so Jin Lingfeng's aura would not leak out.

Immediately after, she sat down in front of Jin Lingfeng. The face that had been smiling gently a moment ago suddenly turned cold and evil. At the same time, a massive Death Spider Emperor materialized behind her...

She raised her sharp claws and fiercely stabbed towards Jin Lingfeng, madly absorbing the aura of the Primal Chaos Pearl...

Poor Jin Lingfeng, before he could even react, he was captured by the terrifying Death Spider Emperor, and the energy within his body was continuously absorbed, becoming emptier and weaker, until he comfortably fainted...

And so, for the next month and more, Jin Lingfeng.

He would spend his days cultivating in his room, and at night, Bibi Dong would take him to her room for dual cultivation, greatly increasing their cultivation speeds.

Gradually, Jin Lingfeng and Bibi Dong's relationship grew closer. He called her "Sister Dong'er" repeatedly, which made Bibi Dong smile with joy. After cultivating together for two or three hours almost every night, they would happily chat until dawn.

Bibi Dong would explain cultivation essentials to Jin Lingfeng, helping him avoid detours, while Jin Lingfeng would occasionally give Bibi Dong massages to help her relax. They would do happy things together...

One day, at noon.

Jin Lingfeng in the room opened his eyes. His Soul Power had finally reached level 10!

In just over a month, he had gone from an ordinary person to a Level 10 Soul Master. This was the terrifying cultivation speed brought about by Level 100 Innate Pseudo-Soul Power!

"Level 100 Innate Pseudo-Soul Power, with no cultivation bottlenecks and self-forming Soul Rings, is truly extraordinary."

Ling Feng felt the powerful Soul Power contained within his body and smiled with satisfaction.

"The Sky Swallowing Demonic Crocodile Martial Soul provided me with my first Soul Skill, Demonic Crocodile Body."

"It can increase my strength and defense by fifty percent during combat. However, the Soul Ring's age is only a hundred years, a yellow grade."

"But my Primal Chaos Pearl Martial Soul gave me a support skill, Primal Chaos Power."

"It can permanently increase the age of my Martial Soul's Soul Rings. This is incredible."

"First Soul Skill, Primal Chaos Power!"

As Jin Lingfeng let out a low shout, a sacred and gentle Soul Power surged within him, enhancing the first Soul Ring of the Sky Swallowing Demonic Crocodile Martial Soul. It took half an hour to increase the age from 100 years to 200 years.

"The Primal Chaos Pearl is worthy of being a God-tier Martial Soul that can suppress the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul to the point of collapse. It actually possesses such a magical ability."

"With this, as long as I'm given enough time, it won't be a problem to raise every Soul Ring of my Martial Soul to the million-year level!"

Jin Lingfeng was very satisfied with today's gains and left the room to head to the Papal Palace.

He was now the Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall and could rightfully go to see Bibi Dong.

In the Papal Palace, on the Pope's throne above.

Bibi Dong held the Azure Spirit Scepter, her gaze fixed on Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo below as she listened to their report.

She leaned back on the Pope's throne, her left leg crossed over her right, striking a captivating pose. Yet, the majesty and icy aura emanating from her made others tremble.

Just then, a loud voice echoed from outside the Papal Palace:

"Reporting to Your Excellency the Pope, the Holy Son requests an audience!"

Below, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged glances and looked up at Pope Bibi Dong.

Their report was not yet finished, and Bibi Dong had always hated being interrupted during her reports.