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"You little brat, you'd been at it all day and still hadn't had enough."

Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with pink little hearts as she looked at the familiar figure before her. She felt utterly blissful, both in body and heart.

"Big Sister, hold on tight."

The next moment, Fu Ye tightly embraced Bibi Dong's bonelessly soft body once more and domineeringly kissed her tender lips.

As Fu Ye picked up the pace, even Bibi Dong, a Soul Saint, could not stop herself from letting out muffled moans.

"Bad little brother, mm."

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After a long while, even though she was a powerful Soul Saint, she lay limp and powerless on the bed. Fu Ye knew that now was the best time to launch his attack.

"You stinky little brother... ah... Big Sister... Big Sister loves you so much, ah."

Thus, Fu Ye and Bibi Dong stayed in the secret chamber for an entire week. Bibi Dong had been the girl buried deep in Fu Ye's heart ever since he entered Spirit Hall at the age of six. Since he was finally having her now, he would make sure to leave not even a single grain of rice behind.

During this time, Pope Qian Xunji's consciousness and body had both been imprisoned by Fu Ye. He seemed to be sitting amid boundless darkness, with no sound—only endless darkness accompanying him.

Before they knew it, a week had passed. Inside the secret chamber of Pope's Hall—

Fu Ye was sound asleep on the bed, holding Bibi Dong, who was curled up in his arms with a blissful expression. After seven days of challenges, she had learned that Fu Ye was simply an opponent she could never defeat.

After seven days of cleansing, the soft warmth in his arms trembled even with each breath, and the dazzling headlights were especially eye-catching.

Only then did Fu Ye slowly drift into sleep.

By the time they woke, it was already noon the next day. Bibi Dong, her cheeks buried against Fu Ye's chest, slowly opened her eyes, which brimmed with tenderness.

Feeling something unusual about her body, she immediately sank her two cute little canine teeth into Fu Ye's chest.

"Hiss!"

Fu Ye was directly awakened by that bite.

When he opened his eyes and saw Bibi Dong's adorable, pretty face—

"You scoundrel, you... ah."

Fu Ye rolled over and pinned her beneath him once again.

"My dear Big Sister, after not seeing me for just a few hours, did you miss me?"

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At last, Fu Ye spared Bibi Dong, that little wildcat.

After getting dressed and carrying her out of the secret chamber—

The first thing that came into view was the towering dome overhead, painted with exquisitely beautiful murals. Their colors were brilliant and lifelike. Mythological figures and auspicious Divine Beasts seemed to come alive beneath the painter's brush, telling ancient and mysterious tales. A dazzling crystal chandelier hung from the dome, sparkling like countless stars and casting down soft, resplendent light.

The floor was paved with luxurious marble, its fine patterns polished bright enough to reflect a person. A massive carpet covered the central passage, embroidered with exquisite designs in vivid colors and soft textures. Every step felt as though one were walking on clouds.

The palace pillars were all carved from white jade marble, their surfaces covered with intricate patterns of blooming flowers and coiling flying dragons. The craftsmanship was astonishing. Between the pillars hung enormous oil paintings, whose figures wore gorgeous attire and bore dignified expressions, displaying the majesty and nobility of the imperial family.

The walls on both sides were decorated with gold-rimmed mirrors that reflected the lights, making the entire palace even brighter and more magnificent. Gems and pearls adorned the mirrors, giving off captivating radiance.

At the end of the palace stood an enormous golden throne, perched high above and radiating an imposing aura.

This was Fu Ye's first time entering the interior of Pope's Hall. Its extravagance far surpassed Heaven Dou Imperial City.

Fu Ye carried Qian Xunji in one hand, the latter already limp as a dead dog.

Under the effect of the Bewitching Talisman, he was now nothing more than a Puppet.

"Go do what I instructed you to do."

"Yes, Master."

Qian Xunji now truly obeyed Fu Ye like a Puppet. This sight gave his senior, Bibi Dong, quite a fright. After all, being able to control a Titled Douluo was simply far too heaven-defying.

"Dong Er Jie, I never expected our Pope's Hall to be this splendid."

Fu Ye pressed his nose against Bibi Dong's snow-white neck and greedily inhaled her scent. Feeling the strange sensation in her body, Bibi Dong's cheeks flushed red. It had been more than half a month, yet this stinky little brother still had not had his fill!

"Hmph, then tell me, am I still leaving or not?"

"Leaving for what? What would Spirit Hall do without anyone to lead it? With me here, you can stay here without worry."

Fu Ye rubbed Bibi Dong's little head. In truth, Bibi Dong had indeed been in the wrong over this matter. Spirit Hall had raised her for twelve years, yet she wanted to leave it. Then again, that old bastard Qian Xunji seemed like his cerebrum had never fully developed while his cerebellum had not developed at all.

If worse came to worst, he would just force himself on her? And even leave her with a child? Damn it, he really was a genius!

He opened the System Shop and bought several Limit Douluo-level Puppets, an Immortal Herb, countless Antidote Pills, and God-bestowed Spirit Rings.

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With a thought from Fu Ye, nine Puppets clad in black armor and holding sharp blades appeared before the two of them almost instantly.

Even Bibi Dong, the Saintess of Spirit Hall, was startled by the sight.

"Fu Ye, they are...?"

Even Bibi Dong's voice had become somewhat heavy.

"Mm. They're merely Puppets who will protect you from now on. Their strength is above that of Titled Douluo."

Above Titled Douluo! Nine Titled Douluo-level Puppets! Amid her shock, Bibi Dong finally found herself unable to fathom this little man's identity.

His unexpected fake death, his overwhelming strength after returning, his methods of controlling people, and these Titled Douluo-level Puppets.

"You nine, do not let anyone harm Dong Er Jie."

"Yes!"

As the words fell, the nine Puppets instantly turned into black shadows and merged into Bibi Dong's shadow under her astonished gaze.

The next second, another Limit Douluo Puppet appeared before Bibi Dong.

"From now on, aside from me, you must obey Dong Er Jie's orders as well. Understand?"

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Bibi Dong became completely excited. A Titled Douluo-level Puppet would actually obey her!

"Squat."

"Stand up."

"Do the splits."

Bibi Dong played to her heart's content for quite a while before finally stopping. Fortunately, the Puppet had no consciousness. Otherwise, how could it possibly endure Bibi Dong putting it through all that?

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