Dong'er, I'm Not Done with You

About half a minute after Qian Daoliu fainted, he slowly came to.

After waking, he no longer felt as though he couldn't catch his breath like he had the first time.

"Guyue."

Qian Daoliu called out to Ye Guyue.

"Coming."

Ye Guyue broke off his conversation with Bibi Dong and got up to stand before Qian Daoliu, a trace of apology on his face.

"Sorry, Grandpa Qian. I scared you."

Qian Daoliu couldn't help smiling. "What are you apologizing for? I was just too excited. It's not your fault. Does anyone else know that you received a Godhood Inheritance?"

"Besides you, Grandpa Qian, Grandpa Golden Crocodile, and Grandpa Azure Luan, only Dong'er and I know. I didn't get a chance to tell my teacher, so she doesn't know yet."

Qian Daoliu's expression softened a little. "For now, don't tell anyone else. I'll speak to the other enshrined elders and Ji'er myself."

"You even broke through to Soul Douluo and received a Godhood Inheritance while on your honeymoon. You've really made your grandfather see you in a new light."

A scholar who had been away for three days deserved a fresh look.

Still, Ye Guyue had been surprising their seven enshrined elders all along.

"Of course, there's something else I need to tell you."

Ye Guyue perked up his ears. "Please, go ahead, Grandpa Qian."

"You and the Holy Maiden need to have a child soon. Guyue, you spend every day cultivating and have no interest in it at all. All I want now is to hold a grandson or granddaughter. Understand?"

As he grew older, Qian Daoliu's thoughts had become simpler and simpler. All he wanted was for Ye Guyue and Bibi Dong to have a child.

If I don't urge you now, you'll probably never manage it, even after you become a god.

Ye Guyue was rather resistant to the idea. "Grandpa, let's forget it. Besides, having a child isn't that easy."

Why was even Grandpa Qian doing this?

Wasn't this exactly what Bibi Dong wanted?

He glanced at Bibi Dong beside him. She looked positively eager.

He could say with certainty that Bibi Dong was no different from that Lustful Dragon.

Qian Daoliu gave a light cough, his face full of fondness and his eyes bright with hopes for the future.

"Guyue, you're not a child anymore. Stop thinking only about cultivation. Bibi Dong may not think things through as carefully as you do, but she's devoted to you now. You can't keep judging her by the way you used to think."

Qian Daoliu spoke earnestly.

"Husband, the Great Enshrined is right. Let's go back now and let him rest." Bibi Dong immediately linked her arm through Ye Guyue's, her eyes shining.

Qian Daoliu nodded with a smile. "Bibi Dong is right."

Ye Guyue parted his lips, wanting to say something more.

But when he looked up, he saw the hopeful expression in Qian Daoliu's eyes, while Golden Crocodile Douluo and Azure Luan Douluo were both watching him with warm smiles.

The words died on his lips.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu smiled with satisfaction. "All right, go back and get some rest. Tomorrow, I'll go with you to the Star Dou Great Forest and help you deal with the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. I'll make sure everything goes off without a hitch."

"Grandpa Qian, there's no need to trouble yourself—" Ye Guyue hurried to say.

"It's no trouble." Qian Daoliu waved his hand, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Your Eighth Soul Ring has to be a hundred-thousand-year one. No discussion."

Bibi Dong's eyes shone even brighter. Before Ye Guyue could say another word, she took him by the arm and headed out.

"Husband, let's go back and rest. We need to be well-rested for the journey tomorrow."

Bibi Dong pulled Ye Guyue along, making him stumble twice. He glanced back at the three enshrined elders, all beaming with fond smiles, then could only sigh in resignation and let Bibi Dong drag him back to their bedroom.

It wasn't that he didn't want to. It was just that every time, it felt like entering Web Cave. He couldn't escape, and his Soul Power might even be forcibly drained.

Once they were back in the bedroom, Bibi Dong pulled Ye Guyue straight onto the bed.

"Dong'er, you can't do this."

Ye Guyue scolded her, but Bibi Dong had already bound his hands to the bed with spider silk.

Seeing this, Ye Guyue panicked and hurriedly said, "Dong'er, you've gone mad! Let me go, or don't blame your husband for being rough with you."

"Heh heh heh."

"Being rough?"

"Husband, you're joking. My Death Spider Emperor has an ability that I can only use once a day, but that's more than enough for you."

Bibi Dong cupped her cheeks in both hands, a feverish, wild smile spreading across her face.

Compared with the Bibi Dong who had just been in the Worship Hall, she seemed like a completely different person.

"What ability?"

"Why ask, Husband? Why not try it for yourself?" Bibi Dong laughed.

Ye Guyue muttered under his breath and immediately tried to summon all his Soul Power, only to find that he couldn't call upon any of it. His Soul Power seemed to have vanished completely, without a trace.

"What's going on?" Ye Guyue demanded, deeply displeased.

"Of course, the moment the spider silk binds you, your Soul Power is sealed for three hours. It may not last long, but it's enough for me to deal with you."

"Dong'er's goal today is crystal clear: to let Husband experience the taste of depravity for himself."

As soon as Bibi Dong finished speaking, she came to the bedside. Ye Guyue immediately panicked and struggled wildly, kicking his long legs.

Bibi Dong caught them with her bare hands and stroked them, her face full of fascination. "Husband, your body is so perfect. It's flawless."

"Get away from me! Don't touch me, Dong'er. You'll only make things worse."

Ye Guyi scolded her, but her voice had lost its former coolness. She sounded almost as if she were pouting.

He had planned for everything, but never expected the Death Spider Emperor to have an ability like this.

If he'd had even the slightest opening, he could have knocked Bibi Dong unconscious. But now, he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, at her mercy.

"Husband, just go with the flow."

Bibi Dong edged closer and closer. Ye Guyue abruptly clamped his legs together, but Bibi Dong simply grabbed him by the thighs.

"Dong'er, don't do this."

"Husband, we've already come this far."

"Dong'er, I... I'm not done with you..."

The night passed in the blink of an eye.

Morning came.

Ye Guyue was still fast asleep, exhausted and limp from the ordeal.

Bibi Dong had secretly taken Ye Guyue's clothes and changed into a plain, mist-white dress.

Once everything was ready, Bibi Dong took the Storage Soul Tool as well.

"Done. I refuse to believe you've got another trick up your sleeve, Husband."

Bibi Dong was smug. She'd revealed her trump card ahead of time, so there was no way she could lose.

When Ye Guyue woke, he found that everything around him was just as it had been.

Only his clothes and Storage Soul Tool were gone.

"Wait, wait—where are my clothes? And my Storage Soul Tool?" Ye Guyue panicked. The moment he got out of bed, his legs buckled, and he nearly fell over.

Bibi Dong hurried forward to support him, smiling. "Husband, are you all right?"

Ye Guyue's face darkened. "How could I be all right? Give me my clothes back!"

Bibi Dong shook her head. "Husband, Dong'er won this time. Either put on the plain dress on the bed, or go around naked."

Her tone was utterly firm.

"Dong'er, stop messing around and give me my clothes back." Ye Guyue's tone softened.