Enter the Bridal Chamber! Bibi Dong's Revenge: Yu Xiaogang, Since You Treated Me Like This, I'll Have Qian Yu!

"Ugh..."

Bibi Dong buried her face in Qian Yu's broad chest.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and scalding tears poured forth like a burst dam, instantly soaking the luxurious dark-gold suit on Qian Yu's chest.

She didn't wail. She only whimpered, suppressed to the brink, like a wounded little beast.

This was the most thorough memorial and burial for that laughable first love of hers.

Feeling the trembling body in his arms and the warm dampness against his chest,

a faint smile flashed in the depths of Qian Yu's eyes.

He let out a long breath of relief in his heart.

Everything was hard at the beginning.

When dealing with a stubborn "love-struck fool" like Bibi Dong, the hardest part was shattering the self-deluding filter in her heart.

Now, Yu Xiaogang's false, cowardly, selfish true colors

had been completely torn bare,

laid out before her, bloody and raw.

The rest would be much easier.

Qian Yu had all the time in the world.

He could gradually take apart the "theoretical talent" and "virtues" Yu Xiaogang held in Bibi Dong's heart,

one by one, grinding them to dust!

Until her heart and body belonged to him, Qian Yu, completely and utterly.

At that moment, in the VIP seats,

the atmosphere had turned extremely strange.

At the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's seats,

the representative who had led their delegation here—Yu Xiaogang's second uncle, Yu Luomian—

was now staring down at the ground, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles had gone white.

His old face was flushed purple. He practically wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it!

This was humiliating!

A direct descendant of one of the Upper Three Sects had fought a dog over half a stale bun, then gone and swindled a widow!

This was like dragging the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's dignity through the dirt!

The mocking glances all around him, subtle though they were,

stuck into Yu Luomian's back like knives, filling him with shame and humiliation.

And high above, at the top of the steps before the Pope Palace,

on a viewing platform,

Qian Xunji looked down upon everything unfolding in the plaza.

Seeing Bibi Dong willingly embrace Qian Yu, tears streaming down her face,

Qian Xunji was quite pleased.

Qian Xunji nodded slowly, his eyes full of approval.

"To defeat the enemy without a fight, and to strike at the heart while killing the man..."

Qian Xunji praised him silently.

His junior brother's methods were nothing short of genius!

He had been at a loss over how to handle Bibi Dong, a Saintess with astonishing talent who had nevertheless been utterly bewitched by Yu Xiaogang.

If he forcibly tore them apart, all he would get was Bibi Dong's desperate resistance and resentment.

But Qian Yu's move—publicly exposing everything through the Image Recording Stone—

had severed Bibi Dong's feelings without shedding a drop of blood, making her give up on Yu Xiaogang completely.

It had also dealt a harsh blow to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's arrogance, while bolstering Spirit Hall's prestige.

Two birds with one stone. Perfect!

Qian Yu gently patted Bibi Dong's trembling back, then focused his thoughts.

A glimmer flashed from his Storage Ring.

Two delicate jade cups appeared in his hand from thin air.

They were the wedding cups he had prepared in advance.

"Dong'er, the past has to stay in the past.

From now on, you belong only to me."

Qian Yu's voice turned gentle.

As Bibi Dong's attitude toward him changed, his own attitude had to change too.

Though he had spent twenty years diligently cultivating in this life,

that didn't mean Qian Yu was a virgin.

In his previous life, Qian Yu had...

Ahem!

Qian Yu held one of the cups out to Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong slowly raised her head.

Tear tracks still marked her exquisite face, but her eyes had gone completely numb.

Bibi Dong blankly reached out her slender hand and took the jade cup.

Their arms entwined.

Under the gaze of the continent's top powers, they drank the wedding wine that symbolized their union.

After finishing their cups, Qian Yu gave Bibi Dong no more time to dwell on the past.

He stretched out his long arms, sweeping one beneath her knees and the other around her slender waist.

Amid a chorus of gasps, he swept her up in his arms.

Her soft, fragrant body settled against him.

Bibi Dong's unique, intoxicating scent immediately filled his senses, lingering at the tip of Qian Yu's nose.

Even through the elaborate, luxurious wedding gown, Qian Yu could clearly feel

the boneless softness of the beauty in his arms, and the warm sensation of their skin pressed together.

The feeling of completely conquering a peerless genius, the lofty Saintess of Spirit Hall, and holding her in the palm of his hand—

it was intoxicating.

Feeling the woman in his arms yield, helpless,

a satisfied smile curled across Qian Yu's eyes.

Only then did the people in the plaza snap out of their daze.

Whatever they thought of it,

the representatives of the various powers rose one after another, quickly plastering ingratiating smiles across their faces.

Together, they shouted:

"Congratulations to the Holy Son and Saintess on their wedding!

May you be united for a hundred years!"

A few days earlier,

Qian Xunji had issued an order, appointing Qian Yu the Martial Soul Hall Holy Son.

The Holy Son and Saintess made a perfect match: talented man and beautiful woman, a golden boy and jade girl!

"May Lord Qian Yu and Her Highness the Saintess soon be blessed with a child, and may Spirit Hall prosper for ten thousand generations!"

Amid deafening congratulations and well-wishes that rang through the heavens,

Qian Yu held Bibi Dong in his arms.

He paid no mind to the onlookers below, whose expressions varied.

With his back straight and steps steady,

he turned and stepped onto the red carpet strewn with flower petals, carrying Bibi Dong.

As two lines of Cardinals bowed respectfully,

he headed straight for the bridal chamber.

"Creak—"

The door swung open, then Qian Yu shut it behind him.

Inside the bridal chamber, red silk swayed, and dragon-and-phoenix wedding candles cast a dim, suggestive glow.

Qian Yu gently set Bibi Dong, light as a boneless wisp, on the soft bed strewn with red dates and longans.

Then Qian Yu turned around and flicked his fingers. A wisp of Soul Power rippled outward.

"Whoosh—"

The swaying candle flames went out in an instant.

The entire room fell into darkness.

Bibi Dong sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, watching Qian Yu walk toward her, one step at a time.

In her mind, Yu Xiaogang's fawning, selfish face from the image—his disgusting embrace of another woman—

flashed wildly once more, like a nightmare.

"That woman's nothing but a jinx..."

"Sister Qin, you're the most important person in my life..."

Yu Xiaogang's cruel, heartless words

were like poisoned knives, twisting her once-pure heart to pieces.

After the utter despair and sorrow,

an unprecedented desire for revenge sprouted and spread like weeds in Bibi Dong's heart.

Yu Xiaogang, since you treated my sincere feelings like trash, and could turn around and climb into someone else's bed for half a mouthful of scraps!

Then why should I, Bibi Dong, stay chaste for scum like you?!

If you want to trample my feelings, then I'll give myself, completely and utterly, to the man who ground you beneath his feet!

Looking at Qian Yu, who had reached her,

Bibi Dong bit down hard on her red lips. A flash of determination and madness crossed her once-empty eyes.

She steeled herself.

To Qian Yu's slight surprise, Bibi Dong actually rose to her feet of her own accord.

She didn't resist like she usually did.

Like a moth flying into a flame,

Bibi Dong rushed straight toward Qian Yu's broad chest, a gust of fragrance following in her wake!

Her slender arms locked tightly around Qian Yu's neck.

She pressed her burning, soft body against him without holding anything back.

(I had something come up, so the update was late. I'm truly sorry!)

(I'll update earlier tomorrow. Thank you for your support!

Don't let the chapters pile up!)