She suppressed the disappointment in her heart and asked again, "What about Ling Yuan and my younger brother, Bibi Xi? Are they here?"
"Lady Ling Yuan led a team on a mission far away three days ago and has not yet returned."
Neither of them was here...
Bibi Dong stood in the middle of the empty hall and suddenly felt that this place, usually so solemn and sacred, seemed somewhat desolate now.
She had returned early, eager to see the people she had missed, yet not a single one of them was here.
"If my teacher returns, inform me."
"Yes, my lady."
Inside the Saintess Hall, Bibi Dong sat cross-legged on her bed.
Ever since taking the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot, her Soul Power had surged from level sixty-five to level sixty-eight in just a few days. At this moment, Soul Power surged through her body, and there were even faint signs that she was about to break through to level sixty-nine.
Six hours of cultivation passed...
As the sun dipped westward, Bibi Dong opened her eyes and looked out the window. The orange-red afterglow stained half the sky.
"Teacher still hasn't returned?" she murmured.
After straightening her dress, she went to the Pope Palace again. The guards' answer was still no.
She then went to Qian Xunji's bedchamber. The maid who was cleaning bowed respectfully. "Your Highness Saintess, His Holiness truly has not returned yet."
Bibi Dong stood at the entrance to the bedchamber, feeling empty inside.
"I'll wait for him here."
"Please brew me a pot of tea."
"Yes, Your Highness." The maid responded and withdrew.
Bibi Dong turned and went to sit in the pavilion outside the bedchamber.
Before long, a pot of clear tea and several snacks were brought over.
Bibi