Purple Nightgown

"Oh no! This woman... she isn't addicted, is she?"

The golden orb of light in his hand was precisely another effect granted by Wild Growth after his Martial Soul Evolution!

When both physical stamina and soul power were completely exhausted, it would automatically trigger Purple Imperial Bamboo Forest, absorbing the free-floating soul power in the surrounding air to use for himself.

If activated manually during normal times, it could be channeled through the meridians alongside meditation techniques, effectively accelerating the cultivation of soul power.

The active effect could only be used once a day; because he had been delayed by training today and hadn't found time to meditate, he was still able to condense the orb of light now.

He never expected Bibi Dong to be interested in this thing!

Could it be that his Wild Growth could actually be used on others?

As his thoughts raced, the golden energy in his hand was completely depleted.

But, what was this warm, moist sensation?

You are a grown woman, Bibi Dong, why are you drooling, hey!

Bibi Dong, having finished devouring all the energy, had slowly awakened. Due to the self-forgetful state she had just been in, the drool from the corner of her mouth had soaked Chen Xing's small hand.

Seemingly realizing her lack of composure, she hurriedly adjusted her posture, but as she looked up in a panic, a silver thread stretched between her pale pink lower lip and his palm.

Seeing this, a flash of panic instantly crossed Bibi Dong's eyes.

How embarrassing; to show such an expression in front of a child, and even to have drooled.

Chaotic thoughts lingered in her mind, and finally, she stammered, "You... you go wash up, quickly."

"Huh? Oh!"

Hearing this, Chen Xing felt as if he had been granted a pardon.

Thank goodness! This woman wasn't thinking about killing him to silence him...

With his nervous tension easing, he immediately thought of heading to the bathroom to rinse off.

But whether it was muscle stiffness from the tension or because he had been standing for too long, the moment he took a step, he tripped over the carpet.

"Oh, crap!"

As his body tipped forward, his small hands reached out instinctively.

Bibi Dong, who was face-to-face with him, was still immersed in the feeling from just a moment ago.

Caught off guard, she collided head-on with Chen Xing.

It had to be said, the textile craftsmanship of the Douluo Continent was indeed advanced; the fabric of her purple nightgown was incredibly smooth.

A massive, soft sensation transferred into his hands, and Chen Xing's body instantly went rigid!

Mixed with this surreal tactile sensation, countless chaotic thoughts flashed through Chen Xing's mind.

"I'm done for!"

"It seems I'm really done for this time!"

"I've gone and touched a tiger..."

"I really can't think of any reason why Bibi Dong would let me off!"

Despair spread in the depths of his heart, and the room fell into a dead silence.

Seemingly feeling that there was no hope of survival, he even impulsively gave a firm squeeze.

Just from that squeeze, Bibi Dong let out a muffled groan.

The next second, a massive force struck him.

"Pfft!"

At this moment, the maid on duty at the entrance of the bedchamber was dozing off when a loud "bang" suddenly came from the door.

Immediately following, a dark green figure flew backward at an incredible speed.

He slammed straight into the stone wall opposite, becoming embedded in the wall in such a way that it would be hard to pry him out.

Looking at that state, it would be a miracle if any normal person could survive.

Inside the room, dark purple soul power surged around Bibi Dong, her aura majestic. Her purple hair danced with the circulation of her soul power, and even her eyes leaked purple light.

This brat! What exactly did he just do to her? How did he dare?

She looked down at her chest, where a small handprint remained on her nightgown.

Because the fabric had been dampened by the drool on his hand, it was now clinging tightly to her skin, clearly imprinting an unspeakable shape.

Seeing this, the shame and anger in Bibi Dong's heart grew even more intense; she wished she could kill Chen Xing right now.

Taking a step forward, her Slaughter God's Domain unfolded automatically, enveloping Chen Xing in the blink of an eye.

The two maids had already been terrified into prostrating themselves on the ground, not even daring to lift their heads.

The commotion here soon disturbed Gui Mei and Yue Guan. Just as Bibi Dong was about to step out of the room, she sensed their presence.

Recalling the water stain on her clothes, she retreated back into the room and shut the door.

The next second, Gui Mei and Yue Guan also arrived at the scene.

As soon as they landed, the two of them saw Chen Xing embedded in the wall and the maid kneeling on the floor.

What was going on? Had this kid Chen Xing caused trouble? Or had Her Highness the Pope long intended to kill him?

Could it be that the mysterious power within the other party had lost control again?

Watching the boy who had completely fallen into a coma, various speculations surged in Gui Mei's heart, accompanied by an inexplicable sense of unease.

He certainly did not want anything to happen to Chen Xing.

"Your Highness the Pope! Is there an enemy attack?"

Through the gap in the door, Gui Mei's voice reached into the room.

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down quickly.

She absolutely could not let others see her in her current state; that bastard brat Chen Xing must have done that final, forceful squeeze on purpose.

She hadn't expected that beneath his usual timid and submissive appearance, he was actually so wretched to the core.

She had to kill him today!

Suddenly, she realized an extremely serious matter.

Why was it that despite her emotions being so agitated this time, her Rakshasa Divine Power had not spun out of control?

One had to know that even when she was alone before, she had to deliberately suppress her emotions and suppress the divine power.

She had clearly been in a state of extreme rage just a moment ago...

Could it be because of Chen Xing?

"Your Highness the Pope!"

Gui Mei's voice came again, interrupting her train of thought.

Looking inward at her own body, Bibi Dong discovered that the previously restless Rakshasa Divine Power had completely quieted down at this moment.

Moreover, in just this short while, a faint trace of divine power had successfully fused with her.

This... was simply incredible.

Recalling the process of refining that energy just now, a strange emotion flashed through those purple eyes.

Immediately, she spoke toward the outside of the door.

"Take him to find a healing soul master immediately, and bring him back once he is cured."

"Before the hour of the Rat, I want to see him standing alive and kicking in front of me again."

Outside the door.

Hearing Bibi Dong's order, Gui Mei let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was just an accident; regardless of the reason, the kid hadn't been sentenced to death after all.

He hurriedly "pried" Chen Xing out and held him in his arms.

Seeing this scene, Yue Guan, who was standing to the side, furrowed his brows and muttered in a low voice.

"Old Ghost! Can he even survive this?"

It was no wonder Yue Guan was saying such discouraging words; at this moment, Chen Xing was completely limp.

He was taking in more air than he was letting out.

He didn't know what exactly their Pope had been thinking to lay such a heavy hand on a six-year-old child.

The key was that, judging by the look of things, once they cured him this time, they still had to send him back...

Tsk tsk~

Hearing Yue Guan's question, Gui Mei quickened his movements even more.