The Little Fox Hu Liena

"Quite comfortable."

Shang An felt the lingering warmth and fragrance on the bed, recalling the events of last night.

Last night, after Bibi Dong fell asleep, he bypassed her mental defenses through his Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Lord martial soul, stirring the obsessions and evil thoughts deep within her heart to soothe her state of mind with the power of the soul.

He slightly dissipated that frenzied malice within Bibi Dong, while simultaneously guiding her obsession toward himself.

Yes, guiding Bibi Dong's obsession onto himself, making himself her new emotional anchor.

This was a massive undertaking; it required not only the guidance of her obsession but also for Shang An to deepen his emotional connection with Bibi Dong in their daily life.

It wasn't that he couldn't speed it up, but Yu Dash held a special significance for Bibi Dong—not merely love, but a spiritual crutch. As her first love, Bibi Dong had barely begun dating Yu Dash when she was forced by her own master to commit that shameful act, and was even locked away for a year to give birth to a child.

At that time, Bibi Dong's heart was shrouded in darkness, and Yu Dash, as her first love, became the only light in her heart, a light that was constantly idealized as time passed.

After Bibi Dong killed Qian Xunji with her own hands, during the period of confusion when her great revenge was fulfilled and she had no goal, Yu Dash became the vital motivation that sustained her will to live.

Of course, this was merely Shang An's speculation, but combined with the original plot and his understanding of her obsessions after delving deep into her mind, it was, by and large, not far from the truth.

However, because Shang An's cultivation was still shallow, yesterday's effort to soothe Bibi Dong's mind and exert a slight influence on her had already exhausted all of his mental energy, causing him to fall into a deep sleep in her arms afterward.

If Shang An possessed the strength of a God King, he could likely influence the living beings of the entire Douluo Continent with a single thought, turning them into his devout believers without any sense of incongruity, as people would simply believe it was what they had desired all along.

At this moment, two beauties, one tall and one small, were standing inside the Pope Palace. The older one had a slender figure and a noble temperament, while the younger one was petite with a pure face, yet carried an air of enchantment.

Shang An stepped into the Pope Palace, first glancing at the two people in the hall, then bowed to Bibi Dong.

"Teacher, good morning."

Bibi Dong chuckled and reached out to help Shang An up.

"Between master and disciple, there is no need for such formalities."

For some reason, Bibi Dong wanted to be closer to this new disciple, rather than standing on ceremony like strangers.

"Very well, Teacher."

Shang An responded with a smile, following her lead, and took her left hand to stand by her side.

"This must be Senior Sister, right?"

Shang An turned his head to look at the little girl standing on Bibi Dong's right. Although it was a question, his tone was quite certain.

"Oh, Xiao An, how did you guess?"

"It wasn't hard to guess. Teacher mentioned yesterday that she wanted me to meet Senior Sister, and I heard that Senior Sister and Teacher are as close as mother and child. If I couldn't recognize someone so close to Teacher today, wouldn't I be incredibly foolish?"

"Nana, I told you your Junior Brother was clever."

Bibi Dong patted Hu Liena's head. She could see that Hu Liena was wary of her new Junior Brother, and as a teacher, she naturally hoped the two would get along harmoniously.

"Mm-hmm, Junior Brother is the best!"

Hu Liena's reaction was somewhat beyond Bibi Dong's expectations, but since the two disciples could get along well, it was a good thing, and Bibi Dong did not probe further.

In fact, upon hearing that her teacher had taken another disciple, Hu Liena had been very unhappy and quite annoyed by this unknown Junior Brother.

Originally, she was the teacher's only disciple, but now there was an extra one. She was afraid that her affection would be divided by the newcomer, which led to her wariness and even hostility toward him.

In Hu Liena's heart, Bibi Dong was not just her teacher, but also her family, her mother, so she didn't want anyone to take away her share of affection.

However, after seeing Shang An, all her dissatisfaction and wariness were thrown to the winds. It was simple: Hu Liena was a hardcore fan of good looks.

In the original story, before Tang San awakened the Blue Silver Emperor, although Hu Liena was defeated by his strength, she still didn't care for him and even treated him as an enemy.

But after Tang San awakened the Blue Silver Emperor and transformed into a handsome man, her attitude changed. Even after learning his true identity later, she remained obsessed with him, becoming a devoted follower and even willing to betray Martial Soul Hall for his sake.

And Shang An's appearance, even compared to the post-awakening Tang San, was superior—a crushing victory in terms of looks, temperament, and overall appeal.

Although Shang An was still young, his handsome contours were already beginning to show, coupled with his unique magnetism and powerful talent. For a fan of aesthetics like Hu Liena, it was a fatal blow.

If Yan had even one-third of Shang An's looks and temperament, he would have already won Hu Liena over. Alas, Yan was just an ordinary handsome guy; in the eyes of others, he might already be a talented and dashing prince, but in Hu Liena's eyes, he was lacking.

Not to mention that Yan was a desperate sycophant, and sycophants never win.

"Alright, Xiao An, the reason I called you here today, besides letting you two get to know each other, is to take you to hunt for a Spirit Ring. As it happens, Nana has also reached level thirty and can obtain her third Spirit Ring."

Bibi Dong interrupted the two disciples who were exchanging glances and spoke to them.

Hu Liena silently withdrew her sinful hand that had wanted to pinch her Junior Brother's cheeks, the regret in her eyes almost overflowing. Who could resist pinching such a cute, chubby face?

"Teacher, are you taking us yourself?"

Shang An's eyes held just the right amount of anticipation and curiosity.

"Yes, there's nothing major today, so Elder Ju and I will take you both to obtain your Spirit Rings."

"Yay!"

Hu Liena didn't think too much about it; she was just happy to be with her respected teacher and her dear Junior Brother. That's right, this newly met Junior Brother had already been promoted to "dear Junior Brother."

After all, didn't Teacher say that fellow disciples are like family and should be harmonious, loving, and helpful? Hu Liena, the aesthetic enthusiast, faithfully followed her teacher's teachings.

The Martial Soul Hall's exclusive Soul Hunting Forest.

A luxurious carriage traveled down the street, and both pedestrians and other carriages passing by proactively steered clear, for this carriage bore the emblem of the Martial Soul Hall.

The carriage stopped not far from the entrance of the Soul Hunting Forest, where several Martial Soul Hall guards stood at attention. The strange coachman spoke to the person inside the carriage behind him:

"Your Holiness the Pope, we have arrived at the Soul Hunting Forest."

This strange coachman was, naturally, Chrysanthemum Douluo, who had accompanied them on this trip. It was strange because, unlike a typical coachman who would be weathered by the wind and sun, leaving their skin dark and rough, Chrysanthemum Douluo was different.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's skin was as delicate as a baby's, and his bewitching appearance gave off a peculiar vibe. He had a feminine face, looking more like a woman than a woman herself; if not for the Adam's apple on his neck, no one would ever believe he was a man.

Since this mission was primarily to hunt Spirit Rings for the Pope's two disciples, they naturally wouldn't make a grand display of it. Only Bibi Dong and Chrysanthemum Douluo had set out. The Pope's two disciples were still young, and given the Pope's immense status, the thankless job of being the coachman could only fall to Chrysanthemum Douluo.

The slender, mature Pope stepped out of the carriage with a little girl and a little boy. This peculiar combination attracted the gazes of many people nearby, though no one dared to harbor any ill intentions.

Setting aside their strength, the mere presence of that Martial Soul Hall emblem was enough to keep most people from entertaining any wicked thoughts.

These people living around the Soul Hunting Forest were not disciples of any major sect; how could they dare to oppose the Martial Soul Hall? In the eyes of these low-to-mid-level ordinary Spirit Masters, the Martial Soul Hall was an unshakable holy land for Spirit Masters.

Bibi Dong and her group didn't even spare these people a glance; they were just insignificant minor characters. Without some special opportunity, they would spend their entire lives as nothing more than part of the masses, perhaps dying one day in the jaws of some Spirit Beast, or perhaps ending up injured and sick, returning home to retire.

The four of them, including Shang An, all carried storage Soul Tools, with their dry rations, tents, and sundries kept inside, so they traveled light, forming a sharp contrast with the teams of Spirit Masters nearby who were weighed down by large bags and small bundles.

As the group walked to the entrance, Chrysanthemum Douluo produced a Bishop Token. The guards immediately bowed respectfully, and the four of them entered the Soul Hunting Forest just like that.

As they slowly ventured deeper into the forest, a breath of nature rushed toward them. All around, the grasses were lush, and the ancient trees were dense and verdant.

The wonder and magnificence of nature were on full display. However, despite the picturesque scenery, the danger here was not the least bit small; one could only wonder how many Spirit Masters had shed their blood in this forest, which appeared so vibrant and full of life.