"Husband, please don't, Dong'er knows she was wrong."
Bibi Dong felt as if she had been struck by lightning; how could she possibly sleep on the floor tonight?
She immediately begged for mercy, clinging tightly to Ye Guyue's long, slender legs, "Husband, won't you give Dong'er one more chance?"
"Impossible. If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll never learn."
Ye Guyue struggled desperately to shake her right leg free, but Bibi Dong refused to let go, holding on for dear life while blinking her watery, wide eyes.
"If Senior Sister won't forgive Dong'er, Dong'er will just stay like this forever."
"Then stay there and hold on. Let's see who lasts longer." Ye Guyue snorted coldly; she really needed to teach Bibi Dong a proper lesson.
She had completely forgotten her place.
"Senior Sister~"
"Husband~"
Bibi Dong cooed and whined, her voice sweet and bone-melting, trying every tone in the book, but Ye Guyue remained unmoved.
"Let go. We have important business to attend to today. If you keep acting up, be careful or I'll ban you from the bed for a whole year."
Ye Guyue's words were like an imperial decree. The once shameless Bibi Dong immediately let go with practiced obedience, quickly dressed herself, and shyly hooked her arm through Ye Guyue's.
"Senior Sister, you shouldn't joke about things like that."
She understood the logic of choosing between one full meal or a lifetime of them.
Sleeping on the floor for one day was far better than sleeping on it for a year.
"So you do know how to be afraid," Ye Guyue said with a huff.
Ye Guyue allowed Bibi Dong to keep holding her arm.
The two checked out and left the hotel. After departing Heaven Dou City and while on the way back to Martial Soul Hall, they passed a stream. A plump, delicious fish leaped out of the water, catching Bibi Dong's eye.
"Senior Sister, I want to eat grilled fish."
"No, you don't."
"I do." Bibi Dong immediately tugged at Ye Guyue's hand, "Come on, come on. Senior Sister, we're out on our honeymoon, what's wrong with eating a fish?"
"Please, just one."
Ye Guyue was dragged into the stream by Bibi Dong. Her delicate, dainty feet stepped into the chilly water, and to her surprise, several fish even tried to nibble at her toes.
"These fish have no shame."
Ye Guyue muttered, grabbing two of the fish that tried to bite her and tossing them onto the bank.
"Senior Sister, your feet are truly beautiful."
Bibi Dong noticed Ye Guyue's small, crystal-clear feet and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
"Shut up," Ye Guyue scolded.
Bibi Dong pursed her lips and fell silent.
Soon, they had caught five fish. Ye Guyue began descaling them while Bibi Dong gathered wood and started a fire.
Ye Guyue had grilled fish a few times before, so she was quite skilled at preparing them.
As the fat sizzled, Bibi Dong swallowed her saliva, "Senior Sister, that looks so delicious."
Ye Guyue chuckled, "Whatever I do, I do it to the best of my ability."
"That's true, you're very capable at night, too, Senior Sister," Bibi Dong said with a smile.
"You have no sense of propriety," Ye Guyue teased, handing over a finished grilled fish.
Bibi Dong stuck out her tongue and took the fish. Just as she took a bite, a sound suddenly erupted from the nearby jungle.
"Wow, it smells so good! What is that?"
It was a man's voice.
Bibi Dong became alert, chewing the fish as she peered warily toward the bushes.
A pair of hands parted the foliage, and a man in a green jacket with a cold, stern expression stepped out.
"What a beautiful young lady."
The moment the man's eyes landed on Ye Guyue, they turned scorching hot. He straightened his collar and walked over slowly, "Greetings, Miss. My name is Dugu Xin, and my father is Dugu Bo. Might we get to know each other?"
Dugu Xin produced a flower out of thin air and offered it to Ye Guyue.
He had specifically brought up his father's name.
Before Ye Guyue could answer, another figure emerged, strode up to Dugu Xin, and punched him squarely on the head.
"You idiot, have you no shame?"
Dugu Xin winced in pain, "Father, what was that for?"
Dugu Bo scolded him, "That is no young lady; that is the Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall."
"Holy Son?" Dugu Xin's eyes widened in disbelief. Could it be that he had swung the other way?
To actually have feelings for a man?
Dugu Bo cupped his hands and bowed to Ye Guyue in apology, "Your Highness Holy Son, please forgive us. My son is ignorant and has offended you."
"It is of no consequence; your son is not the first."
Ye Guyue replied indifferently. He had encountered Dugu Xin's behavior many times before; it was something he had experienced for most of his life.
Dugu Xin coughed dryly, "Your Highness Holy Son, I apologize for the offense. I shall take my son and leave at once."
"Wait." Ye Guyue called out to stop the pair.
Dugu Bo paused and looked back, "Your Highness Holy Son, do you have any further instructions?"
Although he did not like Martial Soul Hall, he did not dislike the Holy Son Ye Guyue. There were already many stories about him circulating across the continent.
The Seven Great Elders taking one person to travel the world—who in the world did not know of such a major event?
"Dugu Bo, would you like to join Martial Soul Hall?" Ye Guyue chewed on his grilled fish, his expression cold and detached, "I know you have no fondness for Martial Soul Hall, but what if I could cure the Jade Phosphorous Serpent poison in your Jade Phosphorous Serpent lineage?"
As soon as these words were spoken.
Dugu Bo's pupils constricted, and his gaze became complex.
"Your Highness Holy Son, you actually know about this?"
"I have traveled the continent for so long; even if I haven't eaten pork, I've certainly seen pigs run," Ye Guyue said.
Bibi Dong laughed from the side, "Senior Sister, that's not right. Earlier..."
"Shut up. Dong'er, if you dare spout nonsense again, I will throw you into the river."
Ye Guyue looked ashamed and angry, scolding her.
Bibi Dong was so startled that she quickly turned her back, not daring to speak.
Senior Sister is angry? But she looks so cute and alluring when she's angry.
Dugu Bo and Dugu Xin completely mistook this for a lovers' spat, and the father and son just stood there, forced to swallow their "dog food."
"I apologize for the spectacle," Ye Guyue composed himself and continued, "Your Jade Phosphorous Serpent poison cannot be cured and is passed down through generations. To this day, no method of detoxification has been found. And you, Dugu Bo, are already too deeply poisoned. If you do not break through to become a Titled Douluo, your days are numbered."
Dugu Bo was silent for a moment before nodding in admission, "I will not hide it from Your Highness Holy Son, that is indeed the case. As of now, this old man is indeed too deeply poisoned. If I do not break through to become a Titled Douluo, I have little time left."
This was a point he could not deny.
"So, if I, Ye Guyue, cure your poison, will you and your son join Martial Soul Hall?"
Ye Guyue's objective was clear and straightforward.
He had only been grilling fish halfway, and attracting his son was an unexpected bonus.
"Your Highness Holy Son, if it is truly possible, my son and I are naturally willing to join," Dugu Bo nodded.
"Your Highness Holy Son, can you really do it?"
Dugu Xin was becoming increasingly competitive, but upon seeing Ye Guyue's cold, detached gaze, why did his heart feel a surge of desire to conquer?
How strange.
"Since you have agreed, I cannot go back on my word."
Immediately, Ye Guyue took the prepared Earth Dragon Golden Melon from his storage Soul Tool and tossed it to Dugu Bo and Dugu Xin.
The two hurriedly caught it, staring at the earth-yellow fruit in their hands, which resembled a potato with a golden skin still coated in damp soil.
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