Bibi Dong's Second Martial Soul

(Adding a beautiful photo of Bibi Dong!)

Evening.

The boy's sweat had already soaked the dark red carpet, and his slightly youthful face was flushed red from the high-intensity exercise.

At this moment, Chen Xing was completely sprawled on the floor, his chest heaving violently, not a single muscle in his body capable of movement.

Bibi Dong, that crazy woman, had chased him around and made him train for the entire afternoon.

Throughout the afternoon, Chen Xing had maintained his Second Soul Skill while simultaneously wrapping his legs in soul power for high-speed movement, wasting not a single drop of energy elsewhere.

Even so, she had still managed to grind his soul power down to nothing.

"Your... Your Holiness the Pope, let me catch my breath, I really can't go on..."

"If this continues, I'm really going to die."

Chen Xing wasn't exaggerating; every breath he took now was accompanied by a burning sensation in his respiratory tract, reaching the point where the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone was automatically attempting to repair the damage.

Fortunately, his soul power was bottomed out, so the soul bone lacked the energy to initiate repairs; otherwise, Bibi Dong would surely have discovered the secret of the soul bone.

Across from him.

After an afternoon of emotional release, Bibi Dong was in a great mood.

She stood in the center of the great hall, looking at her "masterpiece" with satisfaction.

She hadn't expected that beating someone without using soul power could be so refreshing. At first, she had used the scepter in her hand to hammer Chen Xing's abdomen, thighs, and other soft areas.

Later, she found the tactile feedback from the scepter to be too faint, and fearing she might misjudge her strength, she switched directly to using her fists, elbows, and knees.

Once she tried it, there was no going back; Bibi Dong felt as if she had discovered a new world.

The raw, visceral feedback of fist meeting flesh left her completely obsessed. She used her soul power to seal off a small portion of her muscles, ensuring she wouldn't cause Chen Xing any serious injury even when striking with full force.

What followed was an entire afternoon of torture.

The boy before her was like a cockroach that refused to die; his physical fitness was even more formidable than some Soul Kings. No matter how many of her attacks he took, he could still continue to run.

The thrill of chasing prey, attacking prey, and completely conquering prey excited her.

Ever since inheriting the Rakshasa God Trial, she hadn't released her stress so refreshingly in a long time.

Now, the look in Bibi Dong's eyes as she gazed at Chen Xing no longer held the previous disdain.

She had originally thought the boy was just a commoner soul master with decent talent. Even if he achieved something or reached a certain height in the future, that was a matter for another day.

Now that she had inherited the Rakshasa God Trial, by the time Chen Xing grew up, she would have already destroyed Martial Soul Hall and the entire continent; she might even have become a god by then.

The only reason she had snatched him up was to spite those old fogies in the Worship Hall.

But now, she had completely changed her mind.

Chen Xing, who was currently recovering his strength, automatically unfolded his innate domain—the Purple Imperial Bamboo Forest.

Rich life energy swirled around him, and the boy's breathing gradually began to steady.

Beside him, Bibi Dong's eyes had become unfocused early on, and she greedily inhaled every stray purple-gold light particle into her nostrils.

The exhaustion caused by long-term exertion was swept away in an instant, and every pore in her body cheered with joy.

"This familiar feeling again."

"So pure~ So comfortable~"

Every time Chen Xing radiated life energy, it gave her a strange sensation. Distinct from the negative emotions brought by the Rakshasa Divine Power, this energy brought her a long-lost clarity.

This brat's martial soul is truly peculiar; its quality is even higher than my own Twin Martial Souls.

And if merely the stray life energy is this refreshing, what if I let him control his soul power to channel it into me...

"Mmm~"

A faint whimper mingled with Chen Xing's heavy gasps, startling Bibi Dong into immediate sobriety.

She cast a guilty glance at Chen Xing, and seeing that he was still staring blankly at the dome of the hall, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew~ Good thing I wasn't caught..."

This guy is truly unfathomable...

Parting her red lips, Bibi Dong struggled to restrain the excitement in her body and spoke to Chen Xing.

"Your physical fitness is barely passable; let's stop here for today."

"Once you've rested, go clean yourself up; you reek of sweat."

As she spoke, her icy, regal face wore an expression of disgust.

Chen Xing, having just regained a sliver of strength, subconsciously sniffed himself, his small nose twitching with a look of confusion.

"That's not true! There isn't a single impurity in my body, how could I possibly smell!"

Are you kidding me! With the bloodline power of the Purple Imperial Bamboo and the enhancement of the Whale Rubber, Chen Xing's physique could be called an "Innate Immaculate Body."

Plus, since his true form was a bamboo, even his sweat smelled fragrant.

However, he did look quite disheveled at the moment; his hair was plastered to his skin by sweat, and several parts of his dark green robe had been torn during his struggle.

It made sense, after all; as the Pope revered by thousands, there was nothing wrong with being a neat freak.

He turned his head, his gaze meeting Bibi Dong's eyes just in time.

In an instant, the disgust in her purple eyes shifted into a flicker of guilt, though it quickly reverted to her usual cold indifference.

"I told you to go, so go!"

"Someone, take him away and scrub him clean."

Her voice, imbued with soul power, pierced through the grand hall and reached the ears of the guards at the entrance.

Two maids soon entered, supporting Chen Xing on either side and helping him walk toward the door.

Fortunately, he was only about 1.2 or 1.3 meters tall, so he wasn't too heavy for the two maids to drag along.

Just as they were about to exit the hall, a voice she had tried her best to keep indifferent reached his ears from behind.

"Come to my room once you've cleaned yourself up."

"Huh?"

The incredibly weak Chen Xing felt his entire body tense up, and he turned his head back with a look of horror.

Even one of the maids beside him tripped over her own feet, nearly falling over.

Seeing Chen Xing's exaggerated expression, Bibi Dong realized something was wrong and hurriedly added another sentence.

"I... I have something to instruct you on!"

After saying this, she immediately flicked her sleeves and turned around...

Hidden from view, a crimson flush rapidly invaded Bibi Dong's beautiful face, and even her snow-white neck began to heat up slightly.

What the hell? What did I just say?

At this moment, her eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and her dark purple eyes, which had remained calm for years, were filled with panic.

It's over... the image I've maintained for so many years is completely ruined...

The two maids quickly picked up their pace, ignoring Chen Xing's limp body and desperate expression, and fled the scene as fast as they could.

Soon, the grand hall fell into silence once again.

Confirming that no one else was around, Bibi Dong used her soul power to shut the doors, windows, and everything else that could be closed.

With a series of clanging sounds, the light inside the hall dimmed.

Her heart, which had been pounding violently from shame and anger, had just begun to settle when tension began to spread once more.

Her second martial soul, Martial Soul Avatar: Death Spider Emperor, manifested, and in an instant, the hall was flooded with a ghostly green light.

The ghostly green figure slowly approached the spot where the boy had been lying, her stunning face filled with obsession.

"Hiss~"

Sure enough, as Bibi Dong inhaled greedily, a fresh scent drifted into her nostrils.

She closed her beautiful eyes, letting this scent wander through the meridians of her body, and a sense of comfort instantly swept over her.

Seemingly afraid that exhaling would let this energy escape, she held her breath, immersing herself in this pleasure.