Bibi Dong Posts a Leg Pic! Lu Ming Easily Gets the Pontiff Under Control!

[Fox is Most Pure: Is... is there any particularly rare Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone?]

Hu Liena, Spirit Hall's Saintess, the innocent fox.

[My Cat is White and Big: Heh.]

Lu Ming did not need to guess to know that this was Zhu Zhuqing, still as aloof as ever.

Those two words vividly conveyed her suspicion and disdain.

[Little Witch: You really are indulging in fantasy! Treasures that cure poison, rare wonders that evolve Martial Souls, and Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones!

Which of those things isn't a priceless treasure that can only be encountered by chance? How could you possibly get them just by telling a story?]

Ning Rongrong's words voiced the thoughts of most people.

It sounded far too much like a fantasy.

Lu Ming looked at the screen, the smile on his face growing wider.

I want exactly this—none of you believing it!

If I don't completely overturn everything you know, how can I show off the grandeur of "Emperor Lu"?

[Emperor Lu (Group Leader): I have them all.]

[Emperor Lu (Group Leader): This place has everything. Whether it's an Immortal Herb that cures snake venom, an opportunity to evolve a Martial Soul, or even Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones and Million Year Soul Bones beyond your wildest dreams.]

[Emperor Lu (Group Leader): Even opportunities to become gods or resurrect the dead are not impossible.]

Those words were earth-shattering!

The entire Chat Group instantly fell into Dead Silence.

Everyone who saw those messages, no matter where they were or what status they held, had their minds go blank at that moment.

The silence lasted only a few seconds.

Then, like a powder keg being ignited, the Chat Group exploded!

[Little Witch: What?! What did you say?! Something that can evolve Martial Souls?! How is that possible?!]

[Bunny is the Cutest: Res... resurrect the dead? Are... are you telling the truth?! Can you really revive my mother?!]

[I Have No Mother: There are even opportunities to become gods? Group Leader, I'm warning you, if you're lying, you have no mother!]

[My Cat is White and Big: Is that real? Shocked!!]

Heaven Dou City, inside an ordinary hotel.

The bathroom was hazy with steam, filled with the fragrance of body wash.

Zhu Zhuqing had just finished bathing. A pure white towel was wrapped around her body, barely concealing the important parts.

Her jet-black, silky long hair hung damply over her shoulders, with several mischievous strands clinging to her smooth forehead and fair neck.

Crystal clear droplets slowly slid from the tips of her hair, tracing over her delicate collarbones before disappearing into the deep valley concealed beneath the towel.

Her freshly bathed skin carried a healthy rosy glow, resembling the finest mutton-fat jade beneath the lights.

Barefoot, she stepped on the soft carpet, preparing to dry herself and change clothes.

However, when she saw the messages Emperor Lu had sent in the Chat Group, her entire body froze.

Her eyes, usually filled with vigilance and distance, were now wide open with shock.

Beneath the towel, her nearly perfect figure rose and fell faintly with her rapid breathing.

Million Year Soul Bone?

An opportunity to become a god?

Resurrecting the dead?

This... this had completely exceeded the bounds of her understanding!

Just who was this Chat Group, and who exactly was this Group Leader calling himself "Emperor Lu"?!

Just as the group was thrown into a complete frenzy by Lu Ming's words, a new message suddenly appeared.

It was that ID which had just been released from its mute.

[Pontiff: @Emperor Lu, can I receive rewards just by sharing a story?]

Oh? Bibi Dong had appeared?

Lu Ming raised a brow as he looked at the message.

It seemed that even someone as proud as the Pontiff could not resist the temptations of becoming a god and resurrection.

But did she think she could get information so easily?

Not a chance.

Lu Ming lightly tapped the screen with his fingertips, sending a message that nearly made everyone—especially Bibi Dong in the Pontiff's Palace—explode with rage again.

[Emperor Lu (Group Leader): @Pontiff, want to know? Sure.]

[Emperor Lu (Group Leader): Post a picture first. Otherwise, I'll kick you out!]

Spirit City, Pontiff's Palace.

Inside the magnificent golden hall, the vaulted ceiling soared high above. Sacred reliefs of Six-Winged Angels were carved into the beams and pillars, creating a solemn and majestic atmosphere.

Yet that solemnity was completely shattered by the languid, seductive figure seated on the throne.

Bibi Dong reclined against the broad Pontiff's Throne. The luxurious Pontiff's Robe symbolizing Supreme Power was not fully closed, hanging loosely open to reveal the tight black long dress beneath.

Below the hem of her dress, two slender jade legs wrapped in black Spiderweb Patterned Stockings were elegantly crossed.

The round, taut curves of her thighs extended upward, disappearing into the shadows beneath her skirt and inviting endless imagination.

One of her jade feet was lightly raised, her toes forming a seductive curve. The gemstone on her High Heels glimmered with fragmented yet dangerous light beneath the hall's illumination.

Two entirely different emotions were intertwined on her face at that moment.

Excitement, and... extreme fury.

Becoming a god! Resurrection!

Those four words made even her heart, long hardened like iron, pound violently.

This Chat Group was definitely an immense opportunity!

But that Group Leader called "Emperor Lu"...

At the thought of his lofty tone, as though a god were looking down upon ants, and at the words, "Otherwise, I'll kick you out," the killing intent in Bibi Dong's eyes nearly became tangible!

How many years had it been?

Ever since she took this position, no one had dared speak to her in such a tone!

A mere coward who did not even dare show his face actually dared threaten her!

But... an opportunity to become a god.

Bibi Dong slowly closed her eyes, her chest rising and falling violently.

After a long while, when she opened her eyes again, all the killing intent within them had vanished.

She accepted.

She extended her slender fingers and lightly tapped her jade legs, enough to drive any man mad.

A photograph silently formed, then she uploaded it to the Chat Group.

Blue Tyrant Academy, inside the dormitory.

Lu Ming raised his brows slightly as he looked at the image that popped up on the screen.

The photograph had a luxurious golden background, while its subject was a pair of perfect long legs wrapped in black spiderweb stockings.

The shot extended upward from the ankles and finally stopped at the roots of the thighs, brimming with ultimate temptation.

Tsk, this woman's figure really was beyond reproach.

A playful smile curved across his lips as his fingers tapped unhurriedly against the screen.

[Emperor Lu (Group Leader): That's enough.]

[Emperor Lu (Group Leader): But don't let it happen again. Next time, it won't be as simple as muting you for five minutes or making you post a picture.]

Inside the Pontiff's Palace, Bibi Dong nearly crushed her silver teeth as she read the message.

She took a Deep Breath, suppressing the surging fury in her heart, and typed a few words in humiliation.