Douluo: The Venom System Is Awesome

Bibi Dong clutched her own body, feeling the endless demands of the Heart-Eroding Venom.

That extreme sensation, like maggots gnawing at her bones, made Bibi Dong almost forget that she was currently at her desk in the Pope Palace.

Mu Junyu found more of Bibi Dong's weaknesses time and time again, then launched his assault!

"Ah~"

Gradually, Bibi Dong discovered that her body was beginning to undergo subtle changes. Whenever the night grew deep and quiet, and Mu Junyu's Heart-Eroding Venom quietly entered into Symbiosis with her body, that instinctive sense of resistance was fading away without her realizing it.

Her soul would unconsciously cater to Mu Junyu's increasingly bold conquest, and she would even feel an indescribable sense of anticipation when the young man was late.

"Teacher~ can we have an extra training session tonight?"

Mu Junyu leaned against the desk, blinking those wet, violet eyes of his.

"No."

Bibi Dong continued to review documents without looking up, though she could feel the tips of her ears beginning to burn.

"We agreed on three times a week."

The boy's voice carried a hint of grievance, his fingertips quietly creeping up her sleeve.

"After that, I won't be able to see Teacher for many, many years..."

Bibi Dong's pen tip paused slightly, and a small blot of ink spread across the paper.

She looked up, meeting Mu Junyu's expectant gaze directly.

That youthful face was filled with a plea that made her heart soften.

"Just... just this once."

She heard the sound of her own compromise, then bit her lower lip in annoyance.

Mu Junyu's eyes lit up instantly, and his entire body transformed into a pool of purple-black liquid, impatiently burrowing into her robe sleeve.

"Thank you, Teacher!"

Bibi Dong sighed softly and set down her quill.

She could clearly feel those toxins joyfully exploring her mysteries, bringing waves of familiar pleasure.

The training exercises she had once resisted had now become a secret anticipation in her heart.

The night deepened, and only the faint crackling of candlelight remained in the Pope Palace.

Bibi Dong leaned against the soft couch, her violet eyes half-closed.

Mu Junyu had returned to his human form and was snuggling obediently in her arms, his small hands playing with a lock of her long hair.

"Teacher..."

He called out softly.

"After your student leaves, will you miss me?"

Bibi Dong did not answer, merely stroking the top of his head gently.

This action said everything.

Mu Junyu pushed his luck and nuzzled into the crook of her neck.

"Then Teacher must promise me, you must always think of me, and you aren't allowed to think of anyone else!"

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Bibi Dong pinched his cheek in embarrassed anger: "Do you think everyone is as bold as you?"

The boy winced in pain, yet his smile was cunning: "So that's a promise, then?"

Bibi Dong turned her face away, but she could not hide the curve of her lips: "...Go to sleep."

Mu Junyu closed his eyes, satisfied, his arms tightly wrapping around her waist. Under the candlelight, Bibi Dong gazed at the boy's peaceful sleeping face, her fingertips unconsciously tracing his silhouette.

She knew she shouldn't indulge in this kind of relationship, but whenever she met those clear, violet eyes, all her principles would crumble to dust.

"You little rascal..."

She whispered, her tone devoid of any real reproach.

[Weakness Break Rate: Maximum], [Body Relaxation: Maximum]

[Weakness Break Rate: 400%]

[Continuous Breaking... Overflowing Golden Mountain!]

Outside the window, the moonlight was like water.

Bibi Dong gently held the boy in her arms, for the first time not sending him back to his sleeping quarters in the dead of night.

Just tonight, just this once... she told herself in her heart.

But just like wearing women's clothing, there is only "once," and then "countless times"...

A heart that has been conquered will step by step fall into the traps set by Mu Junyu.

It was as if a celestial maiden had fallen to the mortal realm, with no possibility of ever turning back.

However, when the morning sunlight spilled in, she discovered she was still maintaining that posture, while Mu Junyu was gazing at her with a smile, his bright eyes wide open.

"Good morning, Teacher~"

Bibi Dong suddenly realized that she could no longer imagine a life without this "little rascal."

This realization left her feeling both sweet and terrified, eventually dissolving into a helpless sigh that melted into the morning light.

[Bibi Dong current affection level: 60%]

Chapter 23: Come to My Room

The next morning, as the sunlight had just begun to spill into the courtyard of the Martial Soul Hall, Hu Liena heard the news that broke her heart.

"Senior Brother is leaving?" The wooden training sword in her hand clattered to the ground, and her golden fox ears instantly drooped.

"How... how long will you be gone?"

Mu Junyu crouched down and gently wiped away the teardrops about to slide from the corners of her eyes.

"Probably for many years..."

"Many years?!"

Hu Liena's voice rose sharply, and her eye sockets turned red immediately.

She lunged into Mu Junyu's arms, her small fists pounding against his chest.

"No! I won't allow you to leave!"

Mu Junyu was knocked back half a step, catching the little girl who had dissolved into a tear-stained mess with a bitter smile.

Hu Liena buried her face in his chest, and her tears quickly soaked through his lapels.

"Liar... you're a liar..."

She sobbed as she spoke.

"You clearly promised to keep teaching me cultivation..."

Mu Junyu ruffled her soft golden hair: "It's not like I'm never coming back."

"But every year is so long..."

Hu Liena looked up with her tear-streaked face.

"By the time Senior Brother returns, I'll already be grown up..."

Her tears fell like pearls from a broken string, one after another.

Mu Junyu had no choice but to carry her to the stone bench by the training ground, gently patting her back as if coaxing a child.

"Be good, Nana. Senior Brother promises to write you a letter every month, okay?"

"No!" Hu Liena gripped the corner of his robe tightly.

"I want you to promise me right now that you'll take me with you!"

Mu Junyu sighed helplessly.

"This is an order from the Pope, I cannot..."

"I'll go beg Teacher!"

Hu Liena suddenly jumped up and was about to run toward the Pope Palace when Mu Junyu grabbed her.

"Nana!" He turned uncharacteristically serious. "Behave."

Hu Liena's tears welled up again. She curled up in Mu Junyu's arms like an abandoned little beast, sobbing until she was out of breath.

"Senior Brother... don't go... I will miss you so much..."

For the entire day, Hu Liena clung to Mu Junyu's side, refusing to even go to training.

Her small hands remained tightly gripped to his sleeves, as if he would disappear the moment she let go.

By dusk, Hu Liena, exhausted from crying, finally fell asleep in his arms, tear stains still hanging from the corners of her eyes.

Mu Junyu carefully carried her back to her bedroom, but just as he was about to leave, he noticed her fingers were still clutching the corner of his robe tightly.

"Senior Brother..." she murmured in her sleep.

"Don't go..."

Mu Junyu gently pried her fingers loose and tucked the quilt in for her.

Under the moonlight, Hu Liena's sleeping face still bore the marks of dried tears.

He leaned down and pressed a light kiss to her forehead.

Just then, the door was pushed open gently, and the slender figure of Qian Renxue appeared in the doorway.

She leaned against the doorframe, her golden eyes sweeping indifferently over the sleeping Hu Liena on the bed, a faint, mocking smile curling the corners of her lips.

"Children will always be children."

She said softly, her voice tinged with a hint of disdain.

"Sniveling and weeping, what a disgrace."

Mu Junyu glanced back at her without replying, simply pulling Hu Liena's door shut behind him.

Qian Renxue suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. She turned her face away and said coldly, "Reluctant to part?"

Only then did Mu Junyu withdraw his gaze, shaking his head with a smile: "So Sister Xue can be jealous just like a child?"

Qian Renxue's face flushed, and she spat out a retort.

"Bullshit!"

She turned to leave.

Mu Junyu suddenly reached out and grabbed her sleeve, a flash of cunning light in his eyes.

"Sister Xue, how about we cultivate together tonight?"

Qian Renxue's footsteps faltered, her fair cheeks instantly stained with a rosy hue.

She violently shook off Mu Junyu's hand, her golden hair tracing an arc in the air.

"Nonsense! Who would want to..."

Halfway through her sentence, her voice suddenly trailed off.

Moonlight filtered through the corridor window, illuminating her slightly trembling eyelashes.

Mu Junyu seized the opportunity to step closer, shaking her arm as if acting spoiled.

"Sister Xue, I like you the most~"

Qian Renxue bit her lower lip, her heartbeat accelerating uncontrollably.

She could clearly feel the youth's warm breath brushing against her ear, carrying the faint scent of medicinal herbs.