Waiting as Ever

It was still the familiar great forest, the familiar center of Lake of Life.

Su Xuan lay on the ground beside a lush grassland, where red, yellow, blue, and purple flower buds of every color competed in beauty, creating a stunning sight.

But Su Xuan had no mind to appreciate the scenery. His mood was bleak, a foxtail grass stem dangling from his mouth as he felt there was no hope for the future.

Ever since Su Xuan had used Transcendent Vision to see the divine tree Ambrosial Arbor here, he had been waiting here day after day.

Su Xuan had already waited for three days, yet there had not been the slightest reaction.

Su Xuan even began to wonder whether the vision provided by the Dao Canon was fake.

At that moment, the ocean of Spiritual Power in his sea of consciousness trembled, as though some grand old master was displeased by Su Xuan's doubts.

Su Xuan began to suspect that the Dao Canon actually possessed intelligence, but unfortunately, he had no proof.

During those three days, Gu Yuena had told her brother on the second day that she was going to find several subordinates, then left.

Su Xuan knew that Gu Yuena had inherited the bloodline of the Silver Dragon King. The previous Silver Dragon King had lurked within Star Dou Great Forest for ten thousand years, possessing numerous loyal subordinates and standing as the undisputed ruler of Star Dou Great Forest.

Naturally, Su Xuan could not simply let his little sister leave. Before Gu Yuena departed, Su Xuan ruthlessly tore out three pages from the Dao Canon and gave them to Gu Yuena for protection.

After tearing out those pages, Su Xuan had nearly been killed by his first "cheat," the Dao Canon. The scene had been extremely brutal, and Lord Su Xuan, the protagonist, had nearly died young, ending the entire book.

Still, for Gu Yuena's sake, Su Xuan naturally did not care about the Dao Canon's losses.

At that moment, Bibi Dong called out to Su Xuan, telling him to hurry over and sleep.

"Okay."

Su Xuan answered, then unwillingly activated Transcendent Vision once more. It was still that familiar towering tree.

But aside from that, there were no further prompts.

Su Xuan gave a bitter smile. Could he only continue waiting aimlessly?

Shaking his head, Su Xuan stopped thinking about those troubling matters. He should sleep first.

After Gu Yuena left, Su Xuan finally shared a bed with Bibi Dong again. Ever since he had turned three, Bibi Dong had rarely returned home. During that period, she had been busy with the inheritance of the Rakshasa God and had no time to come back.

Thus, after three years, Su Xuan was once again sleeping in the same bed as Bibi Dong, under the same blanket.

However, unlike three years ago, ever since Su Xuan had given Bibi Dong a massage for the first time two days earlier, Bibi Dong seemed to have completely fallen in love with this ancient Eastern technique.

Every day, Su Xuan had to massage Bibi Dong twice: once at noon and once before bed.

"Xuan'er, hurry up."

Seeing that Su Xuan still had not moved, Bibi Dong could not help urging him.

"I'm coming, I'm coming."

Su Xuan looked helpless as he spat out the foxtail grass stem in his mouth.

Su Xuan walked into the tent. It was a specially made tent, roughly ten square meters in size, with even a simple double bed inside.

A unique sandalwood incense had been lit inside the tent, lending it a tranquil and serene atmosphere. When Su Xuan entered, the interior was pitch-black, with no candles lit. He walked to one side and slowly lit the candles in the tent. Clusters of bright flames burned, quiet and peaceful.

Arriving beside the bed, Su Xuan lowered his gaze.

The first thing he saw was Bibi Dong's pretty bare face, her eyes already closed. She looked elegant and dignified. When she was not Your Eminence the Pontiff, there was a trace of a young girl's unique delicacy between Bibi Dong's brows, especially when Su Xuan was by her side.

Her dark hair was loosely scattered around her, and her cheeks were slightly flushed, like a ripe peach.

Su Xuan's gaze continued downward. Bibi Dong wore only a thin pink gauze garment, barely covering her exquisitely beautiful body.

Yet Bibi Dong's outstanding, proud curves were still fully displayed.

Beside her fair, smooth arms was only a slender pink strap.

The thin gauze over her chest rose dramatically, completely unable to conceal Bibi Dong's lofty and proud fullness.

Su Xuan could not help swallowing again.

Further down was Bibi Dong's smooth lower abdomen, where her curves suddenly drew in. There was no clothing covering it, and Your Eminence the Pontiff's lower abdomen was fair and alluring, looking slender enough to fit in one hand. Her pink navel looked especially adorable.

Then her curves began to rise and fall once more. That full and perky area was covered by only a pitifully small amount of fabric.

Further down were her long, rounded thighs, and at the bottom of his gaze were Bibi Dong's jade-like feet. Her toes were round, her feet beautifully shaped, like flawless jade carvings that made one want to hold and play with them.

It was impossible to tell that she was already over forty.

Although Su Xuan had seen this many times, and they had even often bathed together in the past—

Every time he looked, Su Xuan's blood still surged. Something's wrong, something's wrong. Su Xuan, you lowly bastard, something's wrong with you.

Su Xuan shook his head, clearing away his distracting thoughts, then touched his nose.

Su Xuan froze, feeling somewhat embarrassed. It seemed that he was a little overheated tonight. His nose was bleeding this time.

At that moment, Bibi Dong suddenly opened her eyes. Seeing Su Xuan's bleeding nose, worry appeared on her face, and she leaned forward toward him.

Su Xuan could even feel Bibi Dong's breath. If his gaze lowered just a little more, he would be able to see an infinitely beautiful view.

Su Xuan's nose immediately bled even more.

Su Xuan hurriedly waved his hand, signaling that he was okay and that Your Eminence did not need to come so close.

Bibi Dong looked at her son's gesture.

Her expression became somewhat aggrieved as she said sorrowfully:

"Xuan'er has grown up and doesn't want Mommy anymore. Back then, Mommy fed you milk every day, bathed you, changed your clothes..."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong wiped her eyes, as though she were so upset that she was about to cry.

"Xuan'er has grown up and started disliking Mommy."

"Alright, alright."

Su Xuan could not take it anymore. What kind of nonsense was this?

Bibi Dong suddenly hugged Su Xuan.

With an adorable smile, she happily said, "Don't worry, it's only a small injury. Mommy just needs to hug you, and it'll be better."

Su Xuan suffered a genuine—face-washing milk attack.

The nearly suffocated Mr. Su was finally released by the evil great demon king, Bibi Dong.

Su Xuan gulped down breaths of air, one hand supporting himself against the wall.

Damn it, I nearly suffocated. If I died like this, I'd probably be nailed to the pillar of shame for transmigrators and be scorned by transmigrators for all eternity.

Seeing the shy and bashful Mr. Su, Bibi Dong suddenly laughed.

"Xuan'er looks so cute when he's shy."

Su Xuan was speechless. He had nearly died, alright? Though it might have been a blissful way to die.

At that moment, Bibi Dong pulled Su Xuan to the bedside and lay down first.

She signaled for Su Xuan to start massaging her at once.

Su Xuan inwardly sighed that he truly had a life of toil.

He began at her feet, then moved to her calves, then her thighs.

When he reached her back, Su Xuan paused, continuously chanting in his heart, Form is emptiness, emptiness is form.

Then he removed Bibi Dong's thin pink gauze garment from her upper body. There were no advanced bras like those of later generations here; she only wore a dudou and truly thin clothing. Now, Su Xuan removed them all, revealing the alluring scenery at once. Although he could only see the side, and although this was not the first or second time Su Xuan had seen it—

Su Xuan still felt his heart race and his blood pressure soar.

Su Xuan closed his eyes and continued massaging.

Bibi Dong let out a soft, pleasure-filled moan. "Mmm... ahh~~"

Su Xuan only wanted to say, Ah! I'm dead!