"Be happy. The power of the Fire Dragon King and me has made up for your lack of wings."
The Ice Dragon King continued in the sea of consciousness, "The rest is up to you. The Fire Dragon King and I need to sleep now. We won't wake easily unless absolutely necessary."
With that, the Ice Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King circled through the sea of consciousness and fell asleep.
Ye Guyue let out a sigh of relief. He had finally dealt with those two remnant souls.
The process had been a little winding, but at least the ending was perfect.
He immediately flew toward the surface of the lake.
In the space of a breath, Ye Guyue flew out of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. When he landed, water was still dripping from his neck.
Soaked from head to toe, Ye Guyue promptly evaporated the water on his body.
Bibi Dong's astonished voice reached his ears. "Senior Sister, what is that? A Soul Bone?"
Bibi Dong, who had just done something she shouldn't have, hurried over with an astonished look.
Ye Guyue's left wing was formed from condensed ice, its patterns like ice crystals, radiating bone-piercing cold.
His right wing had gathered into existence from fire, wreathed in crimson flames and scorching to the touch.
The pair of wings, where ice and fire clashed, felt incredibly powerful to Bibi Dong.
"An External Soul Bone, the Ice and Fire Dragon God Wings. And another thing!"
His tone suddenly shifted. Ye Guyue's veins bulged as he glared at Bibi Dong, his face ashen. "Where are my robes? Dong'er, what are you up to now?"
He scanned the area, but his robes were nowhere to be seen. They were the only set he had, and making them had been an elaborate process to begin with.
Now they were gone. What was he supposed to wear?
Bibi Dong was getting bolder and bolder. She even dared to play dumb with him.
Ye Guyue grabbed Bibi Dong by the wrist. "Dong'er, take them out now and I'll let this go. If you keep this up, don't blame Senior Sister for..."
Damn it. He'd racked his brains, but Bibi Dong wasn't afraid of him at all.
No matter how viciously he threatened her, it had absolutely no effect on her.
"What were you going to say, Senior Sister?"
Bibi Dong chuckled, then promptly shoved the usually aloof Ye Guyue to the ground.
The sudden turn of events sent Ye Guyue sprawling onto the grass. He instinctively sensed something was wrong and tried to get up and leave, but Bibi Dong suddenly grabbed his ankle and forcibly dragged him over.
"Dong'er, what are you doing?"
Ye Guyue glared at her, furious.
"Why, I'm going to put our lofty Senior Sister in a skirt that'll make him feel ashamed."
"What?" Ye Guyue was struck as if by lightning.
What kind of nonsense was this?
A skirt?
He would never wear a skirt. But with Bibi Dong's personality, she'd surely resort to any means necessary to threaten him and get her way.
Bibi Dong snickered and reached into the Storage Soul Tool for the red skirt embroidered with peach blossoms.
Just imagining how embarrassed it would make her senior sister was enough to make her happy.
Quick as a flash, Ye Guyue flipped his wrist and pulled the ring off her finger.
He swiftly rummaged through the Storage Soul Tool for his spare moon-white outfit and slipped it on in a few quick motions, covering his exposed skin.
Ye Guyue straightened his collar and glared at Bibi Dong, his voice full of warning:
"Dong'er, if you pull anything like that again, don't expect me to let you into bed tonight."
Bibi Dong's expression changed. She immediately rushed over, wrapped herself around his arm, and gave it a shake, pleading pitifully, "No, Senior Sister! I'm sorry. I won't do it again."
She lowered her head, but a sly glint flashed in her eyes.
She silently added this to her list of grievances. Hmph, Senior Sister, you got away this time because you were quick.
I refuse to believe there won't be another chance. Once you're asleep tonight, I'll have plenty of ways to make you put on that skirt.
She refused to believe her senior sister could keep finding a way out forever.
For now, she just couldn't match his speed. The difference in their strength was simply too great.
"Behave yourself. If you keep having those little ideas, Senior Sister won't look after you anymore."
A blush appeared on Ye Guyue's usually cool cheeks. Just thinking of himself in a skirt made him feel unbearably ashamed.
At least he'd reacted quickly.
He stopped arguing with Bibi Dong and began searching the area for one of the Immortal Herbs recorded in the Immortal Herb Record: the Serene Orchid, which could harmonize the power of spider-type Martial Souls. He also looked for the Nine-Grade Purple Mushroom, an Immortal Herb that could improve and nourish a Martial Soul.
"Honestly, Senior Sister, you'd look so good in a skirt."
Bibi Dong crouched nearby, hoping to come up with a few clever ideas.
Her aloof senior sister, fallen from the heavens to the mortal world—he'd surely have a unique charm.
A short while later.
Ye Guyue walked over holding two Immortal Herbs. "These are the Nine-Grade Purple Mushroom and the Serene Orchid. Eat the Nine-Grade Purple Mushroom first."
"I won't."
"Be good." Ye Guyue's voice was cold, though he tried to soften it.
"Only if Senior Sister lets me kiss you. Then I'll eat it. Otherwise, I won't."
Ye Guyue frowned and flatly refused. "Eat it or don't."
He scoffed inwardly. He refused to believe he couldn't handle Bibi Dong.
If she wouldn't eat it, he'd have plenty of ways to make her swallow it later.
She really was just like a child.
Bibi Dong chuckled and stood up, walking over to him. She tilted her head back to look at him. "Senior Sister, I'm your wife, after all. What's wrong with giving me a kiss?"
Ye Guyue snorted and turned away, speaking with unmistakable disdain.
"You don't act like a wife at all. You're more like a shameless flirt."
"Since you put it that way, Senior Sister, I guess I'll have to be a shameless flirt."
As soon as Bibi Dong finished speaking, she rose onto her toes, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him.
Her hands were just as unruly. They slid slowly up his side, her fingertips tracing lightly across his back.
Ye Guyue stiffened, and the two Immortal Herbs in his hands nearly fell to the ground.
He hadn't expected Bibi Dong to actually dare do that. His cheeks flushed instantly. He tried to push her away, but she held him even tighter.
Warmth washed over him, and the anger in his heart gradually ebbed away. He could only helplessly let her have her way.
About five minutes later, Ye Guyue lay on the ground, his face flushed as he gasped for breath. Meanwhile, Bibi Dong, the culprit behind it all,
was already sitting to one side, absorbing the medicinal power of the Nine-Grade Purple Mushroom.
"Ahem." Ye Guyue coughed twice, feeling as if a tentacle were blocking his mouth. It was terribly uncomfortable.
Bibi Dong couldn't be described as a shameless flirt. She was a complete pervert.
While Bibi Dong absorbed the herb, Ye Guyue gathered the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, Aromatic Silk Beauty, Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid... and all the others, packing them up to take away.
These Immortal Herbs would be useful later, after they left.
Time passed little by little. Partway through, Bibi Dong finished consuming the Nine-Grade Purple Mushroom and then swallowed the Serene Orchid as well. Her Soul Power successfully reached level sixty. When Bibi Dong released the Death Spider Emperor,
her Martial Soul also underwent a slight change. The venom and webs produced by the Death Spider Emperor became thicker and tougher.
The strength of the spider silk gave Bibi Dong a great deal more confidence.
"If I tie Senior Sister up..."
The more Bibi Dong thought about it, the more excited she became.
People were in the best spirits, and the most patient, when they were up to no good.
"What are you standing there grinning about? Hurry up. I'm taking you to hunt a Soul Beast."
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