Sunlight Streams Into the Room

The scar buried in the deepest part of her heart was torn open, causing her entire delicate body to tremble.

Kill him!

Devour him!

That way, no one would ever know about this!

And there would be no need to worry about how to face him!

The moment this thought appeared, it began to assault the sanity of Bibi Dong.

A trace of ghostly green emerged from the depths of her eyes, and a jade-green spider leg silently unfurled from her back, aiming directly at the youth's neck.

As long as she devoured him, she might be able to fully inherit the pure life energy within the boy.

Just like when she devoured that beast back then...

From now on, she would still be that majestic Pope of Martial Soul Hall, and no one would ever know this secret.

Under the moonlight, one of the jade-green spider legs of the Death Spider Emperor shone like a blade, glinting with a cold light.

It reflected the stunningly beautiful face of Bibi Dong.

Kill him!

Everything would be over!

Kill him!

Just pretend this never happened!

As long as she thrust it down, the youth in her arms would have no chance of survival.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself down, or perhaps...

To make up her mind.

But the pleasant scent emanating from the youth drifted into her nostrils, reminding her of the guilty look the little brat wore every time he made a mistake.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and Bibi Dong's brows furrowed tightly. Feeling the body temperature of the youth in her arms, she felt a flicker of hesitation.

His warm breath hit her chest, feeling somewhat ticklish.

However, how was she supposed to face him in the future?

Clearly, from the very first time, the one at fault was not Chen Xing, but herself.

It was she who coveted that power, and she who could not control her desires.

As she pondered, the suppressed Rakshasa Divine Power surged once more.

In just an instant, black mist began to emanate from her eyes.

Under the moonlight, Bibi Dong looked like an evil god at this moment.

Kill him! Devour him!

Why struggle so much? As long as he dies, everything will be over.

Dark clouds in the sky obscured the moonlight, and a flash of ruthlessness crossed the woman's face.

The next second, the spider leg was raised high and thrust straight down toward the youth's neck.

The next day.

A purple hue tinted the horizon, and numerous sparrows darted between the branches, their chirping sounds crisp and clear.

Qian Renxue sat inside the carriage, her brows tightly furrowed.

She felt a sense of unease in her heart, as if something major was about to happen.

To return to Martial Soul City as quickly as possible, she had been traveling throughout the entire night.

In just one day, she had already changed carriages three times.

After all, she couldn't have a Title Douluo carry her back every time; without an urgent emergency, this was currently the fastest way to travel.

Conservatively estimated, she would arrive in about seven days.

"I hope this guy Chen Xing can hold on until I get back."

If Qian Renxue were given another chance now, she would never easily give Chen Xing up to that woman again.

Even without the support of the Worship Hall, she would snatch him back when she returned this time.

Whether it was because she liked Chen Xing or because of the obsession in her heart.

This time, she would not back down again.

Martial Soul Hall.

Inside the bedchamber.

The youth woke up from the soft bed, the sunlight spilling onto his cheeks, making him feel extremely comfortable.

He stretched his body with great force, followed by a strange, loud cry!

"Eee-ahhh~"

"That was such a good sleep!"

He didn't know why, but he had slept exceptionally well last night.

Perhaps the mattress was too soft, or maybe he had just been too tired lately.

Whatever, as long as he slept well, that was all that mattered!

Propping his body up with his elbows, he was just about to get up when he saw the dark purple bedsheets.

In an instant, his heart skipped a beat.

Wait!

This isn't my bed!

What is going on?

His consciousness gradually cleared, and all his memories flooded back into his mind.

He was doomed!

He had been providing energy to Bibi Dong, and then he had accidentally collapsed onto the bed!

In the very last second he had been conscious, he had been struggling to breathe while facing a patch of snow-white skin, and then he had fallen asleep...

In other words!

Bibi Dong had already woken up before him, and she had already discovered him.

Damn it!

He wasn't already dead, was he?

Is this heaven?

"Awake?"

While he was frantically guessing, a cold female voice rang out from behind him.

It was devoid of any emotion, impossible to tell if she was angry or happy, but to Chen Xing, it sounded like the whisper of the Grim Reaper.

The young man's expression gradually froze as he stiffly turned his head.

In an instant, he locked eyes with the woman's purple pupils...

He pulled at the corners of his mouth with a forced smile and stammered.

"Tea... Teacher..."

"Can you not kill me?"

"I really didn't mean to."

"Enough! Clean yourself up and go eat breakfast."

"Bring a chair over today and place it next to me, so you don't fall asleep standing up again."

"Huh?"

Ignoring the look of utter shock on the boy's face, Bibi Dong walked out of the bedchamber on her own.

As she pushed open the door, sunlight streamed into the room, dispelling the coldness that had originally filled the space.

Chen Xing leaned on the soft bed, staring blankly at the figure in the sunlight...

"What is going on?"

"She isn't angry?"

"Could everything I experienced yesterday have been a dream?"

With every breath, the familiar scent on the quilt drifted into his nostrils, making him feel as if this were all unreal.

I shouldn't have remembered it wrong, right? So what is going on now?

Outside the door.

Bibi Dong looked up at the sky, the sunlight spilling across her stunning face like a painting.

The murmur the boy had made in his deep sleep was still replaying in her mind to this day.

The corners of her beautiful lips curled up slightly, and as she took a step forward, it was as if she had cast off the heaviest shackles in her heart...

Inside Pope Hall.

Chen Xing moved a chair and sat behind and to the side of Bibi Dong.

For the entire morning, his mind was filled with the events of yesterday afternoon.

"I didn't remember it wrong!"

"I definitely slept in her arms."

"Given Bibi Dong's personality, even if she didn't kill me, I shouldn't have had it easy. How could it end up like this?"

"Could it be because of that golden orb of light?"

"That doesn't seem very likely, either..."

Countless thoughts drifted through his mind, but he dismissed them one by one.

No matter how hard Chen Xing tried, he couldn't figure out what kind of game this woman was playing.

Furthermore, for some reason, Bibi Dong had seemed exceptionally happy all day long.

By noon, everyone else had cleared out of the great hall, leaving only the master and disciple behind.

Chen Xing finally couldn't hold it in any longer and spoke up.

"Teacher!"

"Will I be following you to cultivate like this every day from now on?"

He didn't dare ask directly about what happened yesterday, choosing instead to probe about the future.

As long as this woman had no intention of killing him, she should answer him normally.

Sure enough, Bibi Dong turned her head and met Chen Xing's gaze.

"Is there a problem?"

"Do you find something improper about it?"

"It's not that, it's just..."

"Starting this afternoon, we begin training. I will personally teach you combat techniques."

"When I am handling official business during the day, you will stay behind me to read or cultivate on your own."

"Is this arrangement acceptable to you?"

As she spoke, Bibi Dong actually cast an inquiring look his way.

It left Chen Xing slightly stunned.

Was she actually asking for his opinion?