Douluo: The Venom System is Awesome

"Teacher, relax..."

The venom gradually coalesced into the blurred features of Mu Junyu, who gently nuzzled against the reddened tip of Bibi Dong's ear.

"It will be over soon. I am just thanking you, after all; I know this is what you like the most~"

Bibi Dong tilted her slender neck back, her violet eyes staring blankly at the vaulted ceiling as the clash between Mu Junyu and the mysterious Water Soul Power made her entire body tremble.

"You brat... you... don't talk nonsense..."

When the suppressed and chaotic Water Soul Power was finally shattered, she collapsed, limp and drained of all strength.

The Heart-Eroding Venom slowly receded, reforming into the shape of the young man.

Mu Junyu knelt by the bedside, watching his teacher's rare, languid posture with eyes full of satisfied amusement.

"Next time..."

Bibi Dong's voice remained slightly hoarse as she struggled to prop herself up, her disheveled hair falling against her crimson cheeks.

"If you dare to act on your own again... I will lock you in confinement..."

The threat carried no weight at all. Mu Junyu nodded obediently, reaching out to tidy her messy long hair.

"I know you wouldn't be able to bear it, Teacher~"

His fingertips deliberately brushed against her flushed earlobe, earning him another glare from Bibi Dong.

Yet, in the ripple of her gaze, the majesty of the past had long since vanished.

"Teacher, it is already very late. If you miss me, I shall sleep here with you. Before we sleep, how about we cultivate for a few more hours~"

As Mu Junyu spoke, he transformed back into the Heart-Eroding Venom, invading Bibi Dong's heart...

"You... you brat... you rebellious disciple..."

"Teacher, you are truly saying the opposite of what you feel~ You clearly love it so much; look, your body is so honest~"

Mu Junyu once again enveloped the glowing, flushed Bibi Dong with the Heart-Eroding Venom.

That hazy, intoxicating depth, dark as the night, became a nightmare that Bibi Dong could never forget.

The autumn waters merged with the vast sky in a single hue.

Outside the palace, moonlight crept quietly onto the window lattice.

No one knew that in the silence of this deep night, the most noble Pope of Martial Soul Hall was being "insubordinated" by her student in the most intimate way possible.

[Bibi Dong affection level: 55%]

[Current modification: Insatiable Desire.]

[Real-time data: Shame, enjoyment, enjoyment, enjoyment, enjoyment...]

[Real-time data]

[Weakness break rate 300%], [Soul Power turbulence 100%], [Tolerance: None].

Author's Note

Feng Que

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Chapter 19: Yan Provokes, Yan is Defeated

Over the following week, the atmosphere in Martial Soul Hall became subtle.

Mu Junyu stood on the long corridor outside the Pope Palace, his fingers tapping lightly against a stone pillar. He had not been able to see Bibi Dong for seven consecutive days; every time he requested an audience, the reply was always, "The Pope is in seclusion."

"I overplayed my hand..."

He touched the tip of his nose with a wry smile, his gaze fixed on the tightly shut palace doors.

After that night, Bibi Dong was no longer willing to see him easily. That day, Mu Junyu had tormented Bibi Dong a bit too severely...

Although the results were significant, the progress had indeed been too rapid, causing Bibi Dong a fair amount of irritation.

However, Teacher Bibi Dong's figure is truly magnificent... Only a goddess like this is worth conquering!

On the training grounds, Hu Liena curiously leaned in: "Senior Brother, why have you been so distracted these past few days?"

"Have I?" Mu Junyu pulled back his thoughts and casually ruffled her hair.

"Of course you have!" Hu Liena pouted and dodged away.

"Even that idiot Yan can tell something is wrong with you."

Just then, Yan walked over, seething with rage, his red hair appearing like a burning flame.

He slammed his training spear into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Mu Junyu!" Yan's voice was thick with suppressed anger. "I want to duel you!"

The others on the training grounds fell silent at once, casting curious gazes over.

Hu Liena frowned: "Yan, what madness are you up to now?"

Yan ignored Hu Liena, staring fixedly at Mu Junyu.

"Whoever wins, the other can no longer have intimate contact with Nana! Do you dare?"

Mu Junyu raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Look at this kid, he's so angry he's gotten his words all mixed up. Whoever wins can't have contact with Nana... seriously...

Fine, fine, fine, you win, you go ahead.

Yan was completely enraged by Mu Junyu's dismissive attitude, his entire face flushing a deep red: "You! Are you looking down on me?!"

Mu Junyu was speechless...

"No... are you stupid... forget it..."

Yan violently channeled his soul power, his Flame Lord martial soul instantly possessing him as scorching waves of fire swept across the entire training ground.

The surrounding students retreated one after another, and a few of the weaker ones were even knocked to the ground by the heat.

"Yan! Have you lost your mind?" Hu Liena exclaimed, her Demon Fox martial soul instinctively ready to manifest.

Mu Junyu, however, maintained his lazy expression, merely raising a hand to signal Hu Liena to step back: "Nana, let me handle this."

He stood up slowly, brushing the non-existent dust off his sleeves: "Yan, are you sure you want to fight here?"

"Cut the crap!" Yan roared, his first soul ring lighting up.

"First soul skill: Hell Magma Rush!"

Yan's fists slammed into the ground, and scorching magma erupted from beneath the surface, surging straight toward Mu Junyu.

The ground of the training arena cracked instantly, the searing heat wave forcing the surrounding students to retreat several more steps.

Mu Junyu merely sighed softly, his body transforming into a pool of purple-black venom, letting the magma pass right through him.

When Yan's attack ended, he reformed into his human shape, not even a corner of his clothes singed.

"Is that it?" Mu Junyu tilted his head, flashing a provocative smile.

Yan was trembling with rage, his second soul ring lighting up immediately.

"Second soul skill: Granite Rock!"

His arms were instantly covered in thick, magma-infused armor, every punch he threw carrying terrifying destructive power.

The ground of the training arena was smashed into deep, charred craters one after another.

Mu Junyu, however, moved as if he were taking a stroll, easily dodging every attack. Even when he was occasionally struck, his body would instantly liquefy, causing Yan's attacks to miss. "Three minutes are up," Mu Junyu suddenly stopped, his eyes turning dangerous.

"My turn."

His figure vanished instantly, reappearing behind Yan in the next second.

"Bang!"

An elbow strike slammed heavily into Yan's back, knocking him face-first onto the ground.

"First soul skill: Neurotoxin."

A purple light flickered at Mu Junyu's fingertips as he tapped the back of Yan's neck.

Yan's entire body went rigid instantly, unable to move even a finger.

"Now, time to send you off the field."

Mu Junyu grabbed Yan by the collar and tossed him toward the edge of the training ground like a sack of sand.

Yan's body traced a parabola through the air before crashing heavily onto the stone floor outside the arena.

The entire place fell silent.

Mu Junyu clapped his hands and turned to look at the stunned Hu Liena: "Let's go, I promised to take you for dessert."

Hu Liena looked at the bruised and battered Yan, then at the relaxed Mu Junyu, before finally trotting to catch up with her senior.

"Senior is the best!"

Yan struggled to climb up from the ground, his eyes filled with humiliation and resentment.

But when he saw Hu Liena affectionately hook her arm through Mu Junyu's, he stood frozen in place, as if struck by lightning. Meanwhile, at a window in the distant Pope Palace, a purple figure watched everything quietly. Bibi Dong's lips curled slightly, then returned to her usual indifference.

She pulled the curtains shut, sighed, and rubbed... a rather uncomfortable spot... blushing slightly...

"Sigh..."

The sun sank low, and the scent of blood in the training ground had not yet fully dissipated.

Mu Junyu shook the blood off his hands, watching as the guards dragged away the corpses of the death row prisoners.

"Good performance today."

A cold, clear voice came from behind him. Mu Junyu turned to see Qian Renxue standing by a pillar, holding a stack of documents, her long golden hair shimmering in the sunset.

"Sister Xue." Mu Junyu flashed a brilliant smile.

"How do you have time to come watch me train?"

Qian Renxue took a few steps closer, a flash of surprise crossing her beautiful eyes.

"Your soul power... is already at level 27?" She frowned slightly.

"It was only level 24 when we last met, and that was only a month or two ago."

Mu Junyu shrugged. "Maybe it's because my training has been more diligent lately."

Qian Renxue let out a soft huff and tucked the documents in her hand into her storage Soul Tool.

"Don't give me that. Come walk with me; I have something to tell you."

The two of them walked slowly along the path skirting the edge of the training grounds.

Qian Renxue suddenly stopped in her tracks. "In a month, I'm going to the Heaven Dou Empire."

Mu Junyu raised an eyebrow. "An undercover mission?"

"Mm." Qian Renxue nodded, her golden eyes gazing into the distance.

"Disguising myself as a prince of the Heaven Dou Empire might take many years."

The evening breeze blew past, carrying the scent of flowers. Mu Junyu was silent for a moment before suddenly smiling.

"Then let me treat Sister Xue to a meal tonight, as a farewell."

Qian Renxue turned to look at him, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly. "What, are you actually going to miss me?"

"Of course I'll miss you." Mu Junyu blinked. "If Sister Xue leaves, who else will understand me so well?"

Qian Renxue shook her head with a light laugh.

"Smooth talker."