Douluo: The Venom System Is Awesome

"Little Mu... slow... slower... no... fast is fine too... Thrust..." The woman's fragmented, pleading voice carried a hint of a sob, yet it sounded more like a catalyst. "Sister Xue... you are so beautiful..."

Chapter 51 Did I Interrupt Something Good?

The man's raspy, power-filled response followed.

Immediately after, amidst their sparring, came a series of suddenly rapid sounds and a high-pitched, drawn-out cry, like a swan arching its neck in surrender.

Then, all movement gradually subsided, leaving only the sound of their intertwined breathing.

Outside the cave, even with Bibi Dong's composure, a green flush instantly washed over her beautiful face...

In her purple-gold eyes, speechlessness and an indescribable sense of awkwardness flickered and danced...

She could identify them almost instantly; those were clearly the voices of Qian Renxue and Mu Junyu!

These two...

My god...

Qian Renxue! You know how old Mu Junyu is!

I really...

No matter how much you couldn't help yourself, you still...

Bibi Dong stood outside, unable to decide whether to enter or retreat.

Outside the cave, the roar of the waterfall seemed unable to drown out the stormy waves and extreme speechlessness in Bibi Dong's heart at this moment.

Her beautiful and majestic face turned from pale to flushed.

In her purple-gold eyes, there was a rare trace of caught-off-guard embarrassment and...

...an unbelievable sense of absurdity.

The brief and intense movements inside, those sounds so familiar yet strange.

They belonged to her daughter, Qian Renxue, who had always been cold and self-restrained... those high-pitched cries, and the other voice, equally familiar, the raspy, low growl of that brat Mu Junyu...

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With all of this combined, the sheer volume of information was so massive that even she, the Pope of Martial Soul Hall and successor to the Rakshasa God, momentarily short-circuited.

These two... little brats!

My god... my god...

Bibi Dong felt her temples throbbing violently.

She had originally received an urgent letter from Mu Junyu and, after hearing Yue Guan's report, placed great importance on the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and the immortal herbs.

Coupled with the fact that Mu Junyu mentioned in his letter that this place was in the Sunset Forest and she happened to be free, she came in person, intending to inquire in detail and conduct an inspection, but she never expected to stumble upon such a... scene that caused her to lose her composure.

She stood outside the water curtain, unable to advance or retreat.

Go in? Was she supposed to face those two who had just finished their "intense sparring"?

The mere thought of that scene made her toes curl in embarrassment! Leave?

But she had already come all this way, and the matter of the immortal herbs was of great importance...

The powerful Pope, at this moment, was pacing back and forth by the water pool like an ordinary person, her usual calm and calculated demeanor completely gone.

All that remained was a heart full of conflict and a feeling of being choked by being force-fed a secret.

Time passed in agony. A full half-hour went by, and feeling that the movements inside had completely ceased, leaving only steady breathing.

Perhaps there was also the sound of rustling as they tidied up?

Bibi Dong finally took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the unnatural flush on her face and the urge to drag the two of them out and lecture them.

She gritted her teeth and muttered to herself in her heart.

"You two... you better be properly dressed! Qian Renxue! You are truly...

...crazy!

In the end, she steeled herself, a faint surge of soul power surrounding her body to shake off the splashing water droplets.

With a flash, she passed through the roaring water curtain and entered the cave.

Stepping into the dry and warm cave, the first things to greet Bibi Dong's eyes were the embers of the leaping campfire.

And the faint, lingering scent of intimacy that had not yet fully dissipated from the air.

Her gaze swept quickly, taking in the set-up tent and the down mat beside it, which looked somewhat messy and hastily pulled aside.

Qian Renxue and Mu Junyu had clearly tidied themselves up and were sitting by the stone table. Qian Renxue still had a post-exertion flush on her cheeks, her eyes flickering as she dared not meet her gaze, forcing herself to stand up with feigned composure.

"Tea... Teacher? Why are you here?"

Mu Junyu scratched his head, a sheepish smile and the awkwardness of being caught red-handed on his face as he stood up as well.

"Teacher..."

Bibi Dong's gaze lingered on the two of them for a moment.

Especially the charming, clearly nourished look on Qian Renxue, which made the corner of her eye twitch again.

She forced herself to look away and began to inspect the cave.

As she did, a dusty memory suddenly surged into her heart.

Many years ago, in those years before she was Pope, and before she had been completely swallowed by darkness, she seemed to have come to the Sunset Forest alone for training.

In her impression, she had once discovered this cave behind the waterfall and rested here while hiding from a torrential rain or powerful soul beasts...

Back then, it was cold and empty here. She had been all alone, hugging her knees, listening to the roaring water outside, her heart filled with confusion and loneliness.

But now... the same cave, the same campfire, warm and well-equipped, yet it was filled with a completely different atmosphere.

Her daughter, and her disciple—who she viewed as... some sort of complex existence—had just been here.

An indescribable, complex emotion gripped Bibi Dong's heart.

She subconsciously shook her head, as if trying to dispel those pleasant memories of Mu Junyu and the contrast with the present.

She was the leader of the Martial Soul Hall, here to conduct official business; she shouldn't be thinking about these useless things!

She forced herself to harden her expression, putting on the majesty of the Pope.

When her gaze swept over Mu Junyu's face—which had grown taller but still retained the contours of a youth—the deepest corner of her heart, a part she would never admit to even herself, quietly softened.

Some fragmented images flashed through her mind uncontrollably.

On many nights, that shivering little figure would be held in her arms to be comforted to sleep, a gesture born of her helplessness and a trace of imperceptible softness...

The little thing would curl up against her dependently, breathing evenly, occasionally rubbing against her unconsciously.

It had dispelled the cold and loneliness of her countless nights... along with the way he would clumsily and diligently try every way to make her happy...

Thinking of his Symbiosis cultivation... thinking of how she had even put a battle robe on him...

No! Stop thinking about it!

Bibi Dong quickly cut off this dangerous stream of thought, lowered her eyes, and suppressed all her emotions back into the depths of those bottomless purple-gold eyes.

She raised her eyes, her tone returning to its usual coldness and majesty, cutting straight to the point:

"Do you not know why I have come? Junyu, what exactly is the situation with the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and the immortal herbs you mentioned in your letter?"

"Tell me every detail you know, without leaving a single word out."

Mu Junyu's eyes darted around.

He keenly sensed that beneath the seemingly calm surface of his teacher, Bibi Dong, there seemed to be a trace of extremely subtle embarrassment and discomfort.

Perhaps even a tiny bit of imperceptible annoyance?

Looking at Qian Renxue beside him, whose cheeks were flushed and whose eyes were darting away, the atmosphere was truly unsuitable for discussing business.

He immediately put on a well-behaved and clever smile and said to Qian Renxue.

"Sister Xue, Teacher has come from afar, she must have important things to ask."

"Why don't you tidy up our... er, luggage and the campsite first?"

"I will go talk to Teacher about business by the waterfall outside; it's cool and open there!"

As he spoke, he deliberately winked at her.

Chapter 52: Every Inch of Teacher Belongs to Me!

Qian Renxue was just worrying about how to face Bibi Dong's gaze, which seemed capable of seeing through everything, and felt as if she had been granted amnesty upon hearing this.

She nodded quickly, her voice even stuttering slightly.

"Ah? Oh! Right, okay! You two go talk about business first! I, I'll tidy up the luggage and then come over!"

She wished she could find something to bury herself in immediately.

In her heart, she kept repeating: "She didn't notice, she didn't notice... She didn't notice, she didn't notice... Please don't let her notice!"

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyebrows twitched slightly upon hearing this.

What kind of person was she? How could she not see through this little trick of Mu Junyu's? It was clearly an attempt to send Qian Renxue away to avoid the awkwardness of the three of them being together.

She was just about to say:

"No need, we will speak right here."

But Mu Junyu had already grinned and leaned in, naturally grabbing her sleeve with a hint of coquettishness.

"Teacher~ let's go, let's go. The air outside is better, and it's the perfect time for me to report to you in detail about how I discovered that intelligence!"

As he spoke, he pulled Bibi Dong gently but firmly toward the water curtain at the cave entrance.

Bibi Dong was flustered by this sudden intimate contact.

If anyone else had dared to be so presumptuous, they would have been blasted away by her long ago.

But facing Mu Junyu...

She subconsciously glanced at the flustered, red-faced Qian Renxue nearby, and in the end, swallowed the words of reprimand.

Helplessly sighing to herself, she was half-pushed, half-pulled out of the cave by Mu Junyu.

Passing through the icy curtain of water, the cool air and the thunderous sound of the waterfall rushed toward them.

Only then did Mu Junyu let go, his face still wearing that harmless smile, as if he had just done something perfectly normal.

Bibi Dong smoothed out the sleeve he had wrinkled, cast a glance at him, and her tone betrayed neither joy nor anger.

Suddenly, she reached out like lightning and precisely pinched Mu Junyu's ear. The force was not light, carrying a hint of irritation and... an indescribable, complex emotion. "Ouch! Teacher, it hurts, it hurts!"

Mu Junyu immediately cried out in an exaggerated manner, standing on his tiptoes to try and alleviate the pain. "You little brat..."

Bibi Dong's voice was very low, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty.

She looked at the figure that had gradually grown to reach her neck and remembered the past...

"You actually... with Qian Renxue... you two..."

She seemed to find it difficult to speak, pausing before continuing.

"How old are you? What do you intend to do? Are you going to marry her?"

Mu Junyu winced in pain, but his sharp senses caught a trace of an extremely subtle emotion in Bibi Dong's tone, one that was different from ordinary anger...

It seemed to be a hint of imperceptible bitterness and... loss?

His mind raced, and he immediately realized that not only had Bibi Dong discovered the truth, but her reaction seemed even more... interesting than he had anticipated.

Ignoring the pain in his ear, he immediately put on an innocent and righteous expression, shouting loudly:

"What's wrong with that! I saw it in a book at the Martial Soul Hall Library!"

"The book said that if you like someone, if you love them, you have to make them yours!"

"Give them happiness, love them, and cherish every single one of them! I'm just doing what the book taught me!"