Petals I Have Smelled

Though she had not released any Soul Power, the domineering aura of someone long accustomed to a position of authority remained overwhelming.

No matter how frightened Chen Xing was, he did not dare hesitate any longer. As he slowly shuffled forward, he occasionally stole glances at her.

Seeing the brat dawdling, Bibi Dong rose directly and dragged him over.

To avoid the awkward scene from before, she deliberately controlled her strength.

This time, the boy merely staggered before arriving in front of Bibi Dong.

"Release that Golden Light Orb from before and let me see it again."

Just as expected, this woman was addicted!

Chen Xing let out a long breath. Since she believed he still had value, he would not die for the time being...

But if he had to use Wild Growth on her every day in the future, what would happen to his cultivation?

Should he tell a lie?

With that thought in mind, he said,

"Teacher, that skill can only be used once every seven days. I can't use it again right now."

"Seven days?"

Hearing Chen Xing's answer, Bibi Dong frowned slightly.

Then, as if she had thought of something, her gaze sharpened as it met the boy's eyes.

Given how sly he was, that skill's cooldown definitely was not seven days.

"Hehe~"

"Swear on your Martial Soul right now that the cooldown for that skill is seven days!"

"If you dare swear it, I'll give you a complete set of one-hundred-thousand-year Soul Bones."

"Go on, swear."

As she spoke, a contemptuous expression appeared on that stunningly beautiful face.

Chen Xing froze on the spot.

Was this woman really that good at calling people out?

Since she had already guessed he did not want to use it on her, could she not keep a little distance?

Seeing that the boy did not react for a long while, Bibi Dong leaned lazily against the sofa. Her crimson lips parted as she said,

"I don't care how long your skill's cooldown is. From now on, you must give me one orb every three days."

"If you can't do that..."

"Then there's no need for you to remain by my side."

Her tone sounded lazy and calm, but the threat within her words could not have been more obvious.

No need to remain by her side?

Would she let him fend for himself?

Or erase him...

"I guarantee I'll complete the task."

"There absolutely won't be any mistakes."

This time, Chen Xing did not dare refuse again. He immediately nodded repeatedly and agreed without hesitation.

Yet Bibi Dong watched this series of reactions and began to wonder again.

Did I ask for too little?

Could that skill's cooldown be even shorter?

Thinking of that, she felt some regret.

But as the Pope of Spirit Hall, she could not bring herself to go back on her word in front of a child.

In the end, she could only shoot Chen Xing a resentful glare.

Only then did she notice that Chen Xing looked travel-worn, his body covered in dust.

When she had grabbed those little hands earlier, they had felt somewhat sticky.

As if she had suddenly remembered something, her heart sank, and her beautiful eyes widened.

"Y-You haven't been washing your hands all this time, have you?"

At her question, Chen Xing recalled what had happened before as well.

He answered somewhat haltingly,

"Uh, I was brought back by Chrysanthemum Elder and the others right after I woke up."

It seemed like he had not answered, yet he had already answered.

Bibi Dong lowered her head, as if desperately suppressing her anger.

Her hair covered her entire face. Chen Xing unconsciously took two steps back and swallowed.

The next second, Bibi Dong suddenly stood up. Before Chen Xing could react, she grabbed him by the back of his neck and stormed toward the bathroom.

"Wait... Teacher, I can walk on my own!"

"Shut up!"

Even though it was her own saliva, so much time had passed that she still felt a wave of disgust.

The moment they entered the bathroom, Chen Xing saw warm water and flower petals in the bathtub.

Bibi Dong tossed him onto the floor, then went to wash her own hands in the bathtub first.

She picked up petals from the water and scrubbed her hands over and over. It seemed she was indeed a bit of a germaphobe.

Only after quite a while did she finally finish. The bent figure took a deep breath, then turned around and glared fiercely at Chen Xing.

"Get over here and wash yourself clean."

"O-Okay! Got it!"

Chen Xing did not dare delay. He hurriedly ran to the bathtub.

Imitating her, he picked up several petals and rubbed them over his hands.

After washing for a while, he felt they were already clean and prepared to take them out.

But Bibi Dong, who had been watching from the side, sternly stopped him.

"Keep washing!"

"Don't stop until I tell you to!"

"Huh?"

"Huh my ass! I told you to keep washing."

Faced with Bibi Dong's unreasonable demand, no matter how helpless Chen Xing felt, he could only obey.

Who knew how much time passed? In any case, Bibi Dong was not satisfied until Chen Xing had nearly rubbed all the petals in the bathtub to pieces.

Throughout the entire process, the woman kept watching him, afraid that Chen Xing would slack off.

By the time they left the bathroom, it was already late at night.

Bibi Dong had originally only wanted to study Chen Xing's golden energy orb. She had not expected the entire process to be so tortuous, though fortunately, the final result was still acceptable.

With nourishment once every three days, she believed it would not be long before she could completely control the Rakshasa Divine Power.

At that time, all of Spirit Hall, and even the entire continent, would become targets for her revenge.

Qian Daoliu! Worship Hall!

The sins you committed would sooner or later be repaid in blood.

At that thought, a sinister curve lifted at the corner of Bibi Dong's lips.

Chen Xing!

This brat was simply a gift heaven had brought her.

If he could obediently provide her with that energy in the future, she would not mind giving the brat a few more benefits.

With that thought, she turned to look at Chen Xing.

"It's getting late. Go back to your own bedroom... now..."

"Huh?"

Chen Xing, suddenly addressed, was stunned for a moment. The motion of bringing his palm to his nose froze midair.

Bibi Dong's previously gentle expression gradually stiffened. Her gaze locked onto Chen Xing's hand, and an eerie silence filled the room.

The sight made Chen Xing's spine go cold.

What was wrong? He was only smelling the... scent... of his palm... wasn't he?

His palm!

The scent!

Oh no, this woman could not possibly think...

"Chen!"

"Xing!"

Bibi Dong gritted her silver teeth, her eyes vicious as her clenched pink fists cracked loudly.

One step, two steps...

They were clearly a pair of adorable rabbit-shaped slippers, yet somehow she walked with the bearing of a god of slaughter.

"Wait! Wait!"

"Listen to my explanation! I was just smelling the flower petals."

"Teacher! Teacher!"

"Don't..."

"Pwah!"

The following day.

The weather was clear and pleasant, without a cloud for miles.

It was already nine in the morning.

Warm sunlight streamed in through the window, spilling across the pale green bed.

The July sun was scorching. The blanket's fabric had already grown slightly hot, yet the boy still showed no sign of waking.

Only his right leg quietly emitted gentle Soul Power beneath the sunlight, circulating through his meridians again and again.

The previous night, Chen Xing had been sent flying once more, and the wall directly opposite Bibi Dong's door had finally collapsed.

Fortunately, Bibi Dong had deliberately held back her strength. Otherwise, they would have had to send him to a healing Soul Master in the middle of the night again.

In the end, those two maids had carried him back.