Slapping Her

"Leaving so soon?"

Gu Yuena's heart stirred. She bent down and pinched Ye Guyue's chin between her fingers.

"This queen still can't bear to part with you. How about staying? I'm sure three times a day will do the trick."

Ye Guyue felt deeply humiliated. He raised his hand and knocked Gu Yuena's hand away, picked up the Soul Bone and put it into his Storage Soul Tool, then snapped, his face red with anger:

"Gu Yuena, you're a shameless pervert. You're unworthy of being the Silver Dragon King. I'll never believe you again."

With that, Ye Guyue turned and left, unwilling to stay a second longer.

"Tsk, tsk. Like a wronged little wife." Gu Yuena chuckled.

She didn't stop him, letting him leave. After all, she'd already achieved her goal.

Once she was pregnant and he had something to worry about, she didn't believe he'd stay away forever.

After escaping the Star Dou Great Forest, Ye Guyue felt more and more dissatisfied with every step he took, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

He'd only gone to the Star Dou Great Forest to train, but ended up imprisoned by her for a month—and had nearly lost...

Well, he had lost it already.

It was enough to drive him mad.

He wondered how the Spirit Hall was doing.

He hadn't sent the Spirit Hall a reply in a year.

Ye Guyue lived in the era when Qian Xunji ruled the Spirit Hall.

Back then, after awakening the Radiant Holy Dragon, he and Bibi Dong had both been taken in as disciples, but Qian Daoliu had been the one to teach him.

The Radiant Holy Dragon's awakening had shocked the Spirit Hall's upper ranks. On top of that, he'd looked indistinguishable from a girl at the time.

So nearly all the Elders of the Worship Hall had wanted to teach him, and they'd simply snatched him away from Qian Xunji.

As for Bibi Dong, she lived in the Worship Hall, and the Seven Elders often took him out to train. As a result, he'd had little interaction with Bibi Dong.

After manifesting the Radiant Holy Dragon, he sped up and headed back to the Spirit Hall.

Half a day later.

Back at the Spirit Hall, the moment he touched down, his spotless white robes fluttered slightly, making him look utterly otherworldly.

"Guyue, you're back?"

Sensing Ye Guyue's presence, Qian Daoliu hurried from the Worship Hall to meet him. But when he saw Ye Guyue's face, he looked a little surprised.

"Guyue, you've been gone for over a year. Why do you look so pale?"

Ye Guyue froze for a moment, then quickly recovered. "Grandpa Qian, I'm fine. I've just been a little pressed for time with my training. Look, I've made quite a bit of progress."

One yellow, one purple, four black, and one red.

All seven Soul Rings appeared at once, their imposing aura surging like a rainbow.

"A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring."

Qian Daoliu's pupils contracted.

A hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring.

Good heavens. Ye Guyue hadn't sent a single letter all year, and now he'd come back with something this huge?

Huge indeed!

"Grandpa Qian, I'm impressive, right?"

Ye Guyue smiled smugly.

Though he'd paid for it with his body.

Seeing the radiant smile on Ye Guyue's face, Qian Daoliu thought he looked every bit like a girl.

"Impressive. Guyue is the most impressive of all." Qian Daoliu ruffled his hair, his eyes full of affection.

Not hearing from him for a year had left the old man worried sick.

"By the way, you should go to the Pope Palace. Your teacher is scolding your junior sister."

Qian Daoliu sighed.

Hearing this, Ye Guyue understood what was going on. He immediately set off for the Pope Palace.

"Grandpa Qian, I'll take my leave for now."

Pope Palace

The Imperial Guards standing watch looked puzzled when they saw a woman approaching. One of the older guards recognized him as Ye Guyue, who'd gone out to train, and immediately called to the other three. Together, they pushed open the great doors.

Ye Guyue stepped into the hall.

Inside, two people were facing off.

Qian Xunji sat upon the Pope's throne.

His golden eyes brimmed with fury and authority.

The armrest beneath his right hand was visibly cracked, a clear sign of just how angry Qian Xunji was.

Before him stood a beautiful woman with long hair reaching her waist. She remained rooted to the spot, not daring to move.

She wore an incredibly luxurious gold gown. She was none other than Bibi Dong, the Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden.

Beside her knelt a plain-looking man, trembling on his knees.

Ye Guyue recognized him at a glance. It was Yu Xiaogang.

At that moment, he didn't even dare breathe too loudly.

Only when Ye Guyue drew closer did Qian Xunji turn to look at him, his expression softening into a kindly smile. "Guyue, you're back."

"Teacher, Guyue is back."

Ye Guyue nodded slightly.

"Senior sis..." (Bibi Dong's special way of addressing Ye Guyue)

Bibi Dong turned her head to look.

Her eyes were slightly red, and her voice caught in her throat.

She knew the person before her was her senior brother, but ever since she was six, she'd found herself calling him Senior Sis without meaning to.

Ye Guyue didn't look at Bibi Dong. He simply stood quietly to one side.

When Bibi Dong saw that Ye Guyue wasn't looking at her, she felt a little disappointed.

Qian Xunji didn't continue speaking to Ye Guyue. Instead, he turned his gaze to Bibi Dong.

His eyes shifted back and forth between Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, until he finally roared:

"Bibi Dong, the Spirit Hall has spent so many resources raising you and bringing you up. Is this how you repay me? Is this how you repay the Spirit Hall?"

"By falling in love with a useless man whose Martial Soul is just a pig and whose Soul Power is only at level twenty-nine?"

Bibi Dong was deeply dissatisfied.

"Your Holiness the Pope, I still stand by my choice. Why can't I choose who I love?"

"Foolish! Impossible to reason with!"

Qian Xunji roared in fury. The pressure of a Titled Douluo crashed down upon them, making Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong tremble with fear.

"As the Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden, you can't hold a candle to your senior... senior brother!"

"If you'd been like this from the beginning, you never should have been made the Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden."

Qian Xunji withdrew his pressure, his face contorted.

Bibi Dong's voice turned cold.

"Besides, my love life has nothing to do with you. I can decide for myself. Am I not allowed to pursue the person I love?"

"Whether it's my cultivation or anything else, I've never let you down."

Bibi Dong clenched her fists, her voice ringing out with conviction. "If I have to, I'll give up being the Holy Maiden. I'll give up everything and leave on my own. I won't bother any of you again."

Qian Xunji looked at Yu Xiaogang, still kneeling on the ground. "For him? A useless man at level twenty-nine?"

"Utterly laughable!"

Bibi Dong protested, "Xiaogang isn't useless."

Qian Xunji laughed—he'd laughed himself into a rage.

"If he isn't useless, then let him take you away. If he can lead you out of the Pope Palace under my pressure, I'll admit he has what it takes. But right now, he doesn't even have the courage to stand up."

Qian Xunji simply couldn't understand what had gone wrong in Bibi Dong's head.

Did the Spirit Hall really think she could just leave whenever she wanted?

Bibi Dong was so furious that her whole body trembled.

"He just can't do it yet. That doesn't mean he won't be able to in the future."

Qian Xunji's gaze turned icy. "Bibi Dong, have your senior brother speak for you. If your senior brother is willing, I'll let you go."

At his words, a glimmer of hope appeared in Bibi Dong's heart.

Though they'd rarely met, Ye Guyue had always been very good to her.

When Bibi Dong looked over in delight...

"Slap!"

Instead of hearing Ye Guyue's answer, she received a cold slap.

The crisp sound echoed through the Pope Palace. Even Qian Xunji, who had been furious moments ago, froze in surprise.

"Bibi Dong, you've disappointed me so much."