Dong'er, I'm not done with you!

About half a minute after Qian Daoliu fainted, he slowly regained consciousness.

Upon waking, he no longer felt the suffocating sensation he had experienced the first time.

"Guyue."

Qian Daoliu called out to Ye Guyue.

"I'm here."

Ye Guyue interrupted his conversation with Bibi Dong, stood up, and walked before Qian Daoliu, a look of apology on his face.

"My apologies, Grandpa Qian, I startled you."

Qian Daoliu couldn't help but smile: "What are you apologizing for? It was Grandpa who was too excited, not your fault. Does anyone else know about you receiving a god's inheritance?"

"Aside from Grandpa Qian, Grandpa Golden Crocodile, and Grandpa Azure Luan, only Dong'er and I know. I didn't have time to tell my teacher at the time, so she doesn't know yet."

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu's expression softened significantly: "Do not speak of these matters for now. I will personally inform the other elders and Ji'er."

"To break through to the Soul Douluo realm and receive a god's inheritance while on your honeymoon—you truly have made Grandpa look at you in a whole new light."

When friends part for three days, one must look at them with new eyes.

However, Ye Guyue had been constantly shocking the seven elders.

"Of course, besides this, there is one more thing Grandpa must tell you."

Ye Guyue pricked up his ears: "Please speak, Grandpa Qian."

"You and the Saintess must conceive an heir as soon as possible. Guyue, you only think about cultivation all day and have no mind for this. Grandpa just wants to hold a grandson or granddaughter now, do you understand?"

As he aged, Qian Daoliu's desires became simpler; he only wanted to see Ye Guyue successfully conceive an heir with Bibi Dong.

If I don't urge you now, I fear it will be impossible to accomplish even after you become a god.

Ye Guyue felt some resistance toward this topic: "Grandpa, let's forget about that. Besides, children aren't that easy to come by."

Why is even Grandpa Qian like this?

Doesn't this just play right into Bibi Dong's wishes?

He looked toward Bibi Dong beside him, who wore an expression of great anticipation.

He could be certain that Bibi Dong was no different from that Lustful Dragon.

Qian Daoliu coughed lightly, his face filled with a kind smile and a longing for the future.

"Guyue, you aren't young anymore. Don't just think about cultivation. Although Bibi Dong may not have been as thoughtful as you in the past, she is now devoted to you. You cannot continue to view her with your old mindset."

Qian Daoliu said earnestly.

"My husband, the Great Elder is right. Let's head back now so the Great Elder can rest." Bibi Dong immediately took Ye Guyue's arm, her eyes gleaming.

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

Ye Guyue opened his mouth, wanting to say something more.

But when he looked up, he saw Qian Daoliu's eyes full of anticipation, and both Golden Crocodile Douluo and Azure Luan Douluo were looking at him with beaming smiles.

The words on the tip of his tongue could only be swallowed back down.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu smiled with satisfaction: "Alright, go back and get some good rest. Tomorrow I will accompany you both to the Star Dou Great Forest to help you secure a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. I guarantee it will be foolproof."

"Grandpa Qian, there's no need for the trouble..." Ye Guyue quickly interjected.

"It is no trouble." Qian Daoliu waved his hand, his tone brooking no refusal: "Your eighth soul ring must be a hundred-thousand-year one. There is no room for negotiation."

Bibi Dong's eyes grew even brighter. Without waiting for Ye Guyue to speak again, she pulled his arm and walked outside:

"Husband, let's go back and rest quickly so we have enough energy for the journey tomorrow."

Ye Guyue was dragged along by Bibi Dong, stumbling twice. He looked back at the three elders who were smiling so kindly, and could only sigh helplessly, letting Bibi Dong drag him back to the bedchamber.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but every time was like entering a Web Cave; he couldn't escape, and he would even have his soul power forcibly drained.

All the way back to the bedchamber, Ye Guyue was pulled directly onto the bed by Bibi Dong.

"Dong'er, you cannot do this."

Ye Guyue scolded, but his hands were immediately bound to the bed by Bibi Dong using spider silk.

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

"Hehehe."

"Impolite?"

"Husband, you truly are joking. My Death Spider Emperor has an ability—although it can only be used once a day, for you, my husband, it is more than enough."

Bibi Dong cupped her cheeks with both hands, revealing a fiery, crazed smile.

Compared to the Bibi Dong in the Worship Hall just moments ago, she was like a completely different person.

"What ability?"

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

Ye Guyue muttered to himself and immediately tried to mobilize all his soul power, only to find he couldn't call upon a single shred of it. His soul power seemed to have vanished entirely, leaving no trace at all.

"What is the meaning of this?" Ye Guyue demanded, his voice filled with extreme dissatisfaction.

"Naturally, the moment the spider silk bound you, my husband, your soul power was sealed for three hours. It isn't long, but it is more than enough for me to deal with you."

"Dong'er's goal today is very clear: to let you, my husband, thoroughly experience the taste of corruption."

After Bibi Dong finished speaking, she immediately approached the bed. Ye Guyue panicked, struggling violently and kicking his long legs in a frenzy.

Bibi Dong grabbed them with her bare hands, stroking them up and down with an expression of obsession. "Husband, your body is simply too perfect—perfect to the point of being flawless."

"Get lost, don't touch me! Dong'er, doing this will only have the opposite effect."

Ye Guyi rebuked her, but his tone lacked its former coldness, sounding more like he was acting spoiled.

He had calculated every step, yet he had completely failed to anticipate that the Death Spider Emperor possessed such an ability.

If he were given even a moment of respite, he could easily knock Bibi Dong unconscious, but now he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, left entirely at her mercy.

"Husband, just let nature take its course."

Bibi Dong drew closer and closer, and Ye Guyue clamped his legs shut, only for Bibi Dong to grab his thighs directly.

"Dong'er, don't be like this."

"Husband, we have already reached this point."

"Dong'er, I... I will... never forgive you for this..."

The night passed quickly.

Early in the morning.

Ye Guyue was still fast asleep, his body limp and exhausted from the torment.

Bibi Dong secretly took away Ye Guyue's clothes and replaced them with a mist-white plain dress.

Once everything was settled, Bibi Dong also took his storage Soul Tool.

"Done. I refuse to believe you have any more tricks up your sleeve, husband."

Bibi Dong was triumphant; having revealed her trump card in advance, she certainly wouldn't lose.

When Ye Guyue woke up, he found that his surroundings remained unchanged.

Only his clothes and his storage Soul Tool had vanished.

"This isn't right, this isn't right. Where are my storage Soul Tool and my robes?" Ye Guyue was flustered. As soon as he stepped off the bed, his legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to the floor.

Bibi Dong stepped forward to steady him, smiling. "Husband, are you alright?"

Ye Guyue's face darkened. "As if I could be alright! Hurry up and return my clothes to me."

Bibi Dong shook her head in refusal. "Husband, this time Dong'er has claimed victory. You can either wear the plain dress on the bed, or you can go naked."

Her tone was incomparably firm.

"Dong'er, stop messing around. Quickly return my clothes to your husband." Ye Guyue softened his tone.