The Innocent Bibi Dong: Kissing Makes Babies

A single life-and-death battle was not enough—not enough to nurture his killing intent. Even with his heaven-defying talent, it was insufficient for him to comprehend the aura of slaughter and integrate it into his Qingtian's Intent.

Moreover, this opponent had been too weak, leaving Yun Yuan without even a trace of pressure. Only Soul Masters of a higher level could make him feel pressured.

With that in mind, Yun Yuan began considering a way to bring his Qingtian's Intent to perfection as quickly as possible.

Not long afterward, a message began circulating through the Silves Great Soul Arena.

Life and Death Soul Battle: Qingtian, a level-twenty-five Soul Grandmaster, wagered ten thousand Gold Soul Coins. Whoever killed him would receive the ten thousand Gold Soul Coins. Anyone below Soul King could register.

The instant they heard this news, the Soul Masters throughout the Silves Great Soul Arena nearly went mad.

"Haha! Not long ago, I was saying Qingtian was a prodigy. Who knew he was actually such an idiot?"

"Qingtian is just a fool. He's paying people to kill him? What a sucker. I'll reluctantly take those ten thousand Gold Soul Coins off his hands."

"A level-twenty-five Soul Grandmaster challenging powerhouses below Soul King? Does Qingtian really think he's some Peerless Prodigy? With a Soul Power Level gap of twice his own, even a Peerless Prodigy would fall short."

Not a single Soul Master in the entire Silves Great Soul Arena believed Yun Yuan could challenge opponents below Soul King as a Soul Grandmaster.

As the news spread, Yun Yuan's popularity soared straight to the very peak of the Silves Great Soul Arena.

Every Soul Master and spectator focused their attention on Qingtian's Life and Death Soul Battle the following day. They all wanted to see how this idiot, who had talked so big, would die.

Seeing how popular Qingtian had become, the manager of the Silves Great Soul Arena went to discuss matters with Yun Yuan, intending to make an exception and waive the rules for him.

If Yun Yuan was willing to continue battling in the following day's Life and Death Soul Battle, he could keep going without any limit on the number of soul battles.

Yun Yuan naturally raised both hands in agreement with the manager's suggestion.

He had originally been troubled by the fact that there were too few soul battles per day for him to slaughter to his heart's content. Now that this manager was being so accommodating, he no longer needed to approach him himself.

However, during tomorrow's battles, he would have to reveal his strength gradually. He could not scare off those Challengers all at once.

Every Challenger tomorrow would be nourishment for nurturing his killing intent, comprehending slaughter, and perfecting his Qingtian's Intent. None of them could go to waste.

That night, at an upscale hotel in Silves City.

"Junior Brother, I'm so worried about you. Won't doing this put you in danger?"

"You're only a level-twenty-five Soul Grandmaster right now. The people challenging you tomorrow will all have such high Soul Power Levels. It would be terrible if you got hurt. Why are you doing this?"

Inside a hotel room, Bibi Dong stood before Yun Yuan, her eyes filled with concern for him.

She did not understand why her Junior Brother worked so hard and cultivated so desperately when he was already outstanding enough.

At only seven years old, Yun Yuan was already a level-twenty-five Soul Grandmaster. With such Cultivation Speed, as long as he did not die young, Yun Yuan would basically be able to become a powerhouse like the Great Offering in the future.

Yet Bibi Dong had no idea that Yun Yuan's goal had never been to become a Peerless Douluo, nor was it to become the First-Class God worshipped by Spirit Hall. His goal was to become a Supreme God, powerful enough to extinguish God Kings with a flick of his finger.

Besides, as his cultivation grew, Yun Yuan's talent would become increasingly terrifying. Since he already possessed the potential to become a Supreme God, why not turn that potential into reality?

In response to Bibi Dong's confusion, Yun Yuan merely shook his head, stepped forward, and patted her head.

"Senior Sister, you don't understand. Perhaps you will someday."

After saying that, Yun Yuan paused, a smile appearing on his face.

"Also, Senior Sister, you know how strong your Junior Brother is. A year ago, with only one ring of cultivation, I defeated that prodigy from the Clear Sky Sect."

"Now that I have two rings, why should I, Yun Yuan, fear these ordinary Soul Masters in the Silves Great Soul Arena?"

Yun Yuan's tone brimmed with confidence, as though every Soul Master in the Great Soul Arena was nothing but worthless rabble, unable to withstand a single blow.

Then, Yun Yuan lightly flicked Bibi Dong's forehead with his finger, making her cry out.

"Senior Sister, have you forgotten? Old Feng came here with us. If my life were in danger at the Great Soul Arena tomorrow, would he really not show himself?"

After hearing Yun Yuan's explanation, Bibi Dong finally relaxed. That was right—they still had an elder with them.

If Yun Yuan truly faced any danger, Old Feng would act even if it meant violating the Great Soul Arena's rules.

Besides, she had some understanding of Yun Yuan's strength. It was terrifying. According to Teacher Qian Xunji, no one in the Soul Master World, past or present, could compare to Yun Yuan.

The only reason she had worried was that Yun Yuan was too important to her. Even if Yun Yuan had a ninety-percent chance of success, she could not help but worry.

After comforting Bibi Dong, Yun Yuan wanted to rest. However, Bibi Dong climbed onto his bed first instead of returning to her own, leaving Yun Yuan puzzled.

"Senior Sister, you got into the wrong bed. The one beside it is yours."

Yun Yuan pointed to the other large bed beside them, reminding Bibi Dong not to take his bed. The hotel room had two beds, one for him and one for Bibi Dong.

Hearing Yun Yuan's words, Bibi Dong climbed down from the bed. Just as Yun Yuan thought she was going back to her own bed, her little hand grabbed his arm.

"Junior Brother, sleep with Senior Sister tonight, okay? Do you know that it feels really comfortable to sleep while holding you?"

With that, Bibi Dong pulled Yun Yuan over, intending to sleep with him. She was still too young to understand the propriety that should exist between men and women.

In her eyes, it was perfectly normal for the two of them to sleep while holding each other. It was not like they were kissing, because kissing made babies.

That was right—when it came to knowledge of men and women, Bibi Dong was utterly innocent and clueless.

She had been an orphan since childhood. Even after joining Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji's training for her had focused on Soul Master knowledge, and he had rarely taught her such things.

As for kissing making babies, she had heard it from children her own age.

Seeing his Senior Sister once again put on an attitude that said, If you don't agree, I'll keep pestering you, Yun Yuan sighed, utterly helpless.

What else could he do? He could only indulge the innocent Senior Sister before him for now. Once she grew more mature, she would understand that such things were inappropriate. Only then would he finally be free from Bibi Dong's pestering.

"All right, Senior Sister. There really was nothing I could do about you."

Pulled along by Bibi Dong, Yun Yuan lay down on the bed with her. Bibi Dong hugged him like a body pillow.

It made Yun Yuan feel terribly uncomfortable. He could not even turn over and could only fall asleep stiffly.

But the trouble came one after another. After hugging Yun Yuan, Bibi Dong's mouth would not stay idle either.

"Junior Brother, your body is so warm."

"Mmm, and Junior Brother, your cheeks are so chubby and bouncy. They feel so nice to pinch."