Bibi Dong's Success, A Wedding House Awaits

"Husband, the roles have reversed now; you have no way out."

"Is it so hard to agree to Dong'er?"

"I am your wife, after all. Can you really not even grant your wife's request?"

Bibi Dong threw herself into Ye Guyue's arms, wrapping her hands around that covetable, slender waist, acting spoiled with a coquettish voice.

Her fingers traced circles against Ye Guyue's chest.

Ye Guyue was extremely displeased; how could he possibly agree to Bibi Dong? "Impossible!"

Keep dreaming.

"Since Husband is unwilling, then don't blame Dong'er." Bibi Dong's voice turned sharp.

"Hmph, three hours have passed, Dong'er, you shouldn't..."

Ye Guyue just wanted to initiate Martial Soul Possession, but he discovered that his body's soul power still could not be mobilized.

"How is this possible?"

Bibi Dong immediately pushed Ye Guyue back onto the bed, looming over him.

"Husband, I forgot to tell you, this toxin lasts for six hours."

Ye Guyue widened his eyes, his face flushed red with anger. "Dong'er, you actually dared to play tricks on your senior brother."

"There was no other way. There were too many uncertain factors, so I had to deceive you. To think you actually believed me; you really are simple and cute."

Bibi Dong laughed out loud and immediately picked up the mist-white plain dress from the side. "Since Husband is unwilling, then Dong'er will do it herself."

"You!" Ye Guyue was filled with immense fury, yet he was completely helpless.

He had actually been tricked by Bibi Dong.

"Husband, Dong'er already said it: you cannot escape."

"Besides, this plain dress is just like a robe. It's just that the lower half might be styled differently. When you are out and about, people already mistake you for a woman, so wearing this won't be an issue."

Bibi Dong chuckled and immediately began to work.

"Slow down, don't be so rough~"

A moment later, Bibi Dong released her hands in satisfaction and stepped back two paces, looking the person before her up and down, her eyes shining brilliantly.

The mist-white plain dress was very form-fitting, the hem falling to his ankles and revealing a sliver of snow-white skin.

His white hair draped over his shoulders and back like a waterfall, blending into the plain white dress. His originally cold and ethereal temperament now possessed a touch of fragile beauty.

Ye Guyue's entire body was stiff, his hands gripping the hem of the dress in shame.

He wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He never expected to be outmaneuvered by Bibi Dong.

"Stop staring at me."

Ye Guyue was incredibly indignant and glared at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong walked forward, her voice filled with laughter: "Husband, you look so beautiful in a dress, more beautiful than any woman on the entire continent."

"Shut up!"

Ye Guyue tugged hard on the hem of the dress, wanting to cover more skin, but the more he did so, the more enthusiastic Bibi Dong became.

"If I had known you looked this good in a dress, I should have made you try it sooner."

Bibi Dong reached out to wrap her arms around his waist, whispering into his ear.

"Try your head."

Ye Guyue pulled his arm away and left the bedchamber directly; he still had to go hunt a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast today.

Although, with his connection to Gu Yuena, he didn't strictly need to hunt one—a sacrifice wouldn't be out of the question.

"Husband, wait for me." Bibi Dong hurriedly chased after him.

"Wait for you my ass, get as far away as you can."

Ye Guyue let out a cold snort, making his way all the way to the Pope Palace.

Yue Guan, Gui, and Du had already prepared the carriage.

"Husband, Senior Sister, Senior Brother, wait for me." Bibi Dong chased after them, panting.

Hearing the shouts, the three paused and looked up. When they saw Ye Guyue, they were slightly stunned.

"His Highness the Saint Son?"

The three thought they had seen wrong; if not for Bibi Dong being by his side, they wouldn't know where such a celestial goddess had come from.

Ye Guyue ignored the three and climbed directly into the carriage.

"Her Highness the Saintess, Lord Saint Son, what is going on?" Yue Guan asked.

"Senior Sister is throwing a little tantrum, Elder Yue, don't mind it."

Bibi Dong offered an explanation and immediately boarded the carriage.

"Old Ghost, Old Poison, I didn't see that wrong, did I?" Yue Guan rubbed his eyes. "His Highness the Holy Son seems to be getting bullied by the Holy Maiden?"

Gui Mei nodded, his expression solemn. "I don't think you're wrong, and His Highness the Holy Son doesn't seem to mind it either."

"We shouldn't interfere in matters between a husband and wife; let's go attend to other things," Dugu Bo said.

The three of them continued to wait.

Shortly after Dugu Bo's son, Dugu Xin, arrived, Qian Xunji, Qian Daoliu, and Golden Crocodile Douluo arrived one after another.

It was Dugu Bo's first time meeting Qian Daoliu, so he hurriedly bowed. "Greetings, Great Elder."

"No need for formalities. Since you were recruited into Martial Soul Hall by Ye Guyue, you are one of our own from now on," Qian Daoliu had long since heard of Dugu Bo.

Joining Martial Soul Hall now would naturally strengthen the power of Martial Soul Hall.

Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunji boarded the second carriage.

Once everyone had arrived, they began to set off one after another, heading toward the Star Dou Great Forest.

Inside the carriage, Ye Guyue felt completely overwhelmed, with Bibi Dong in front and the Silver Dragon King behind.

A massive headache—truly a massive headache.

As for the soul beast for his eighth soul ring, Gu Yuena had likely already prepared it for him, given that he had been forced to become the Dragon Queen of the soul beast clan.

In Gu Yuena's eyes, a soul beast sacrificing itself was probably a blessing for them.

"Senior Sister, what are you worried about?"

Bibi Dong had boarded the carriage and consciously avoided disturbing her Senior Sister, but seeing the pained expression on Ye Guyue's face, she couldn't help but ask.

"It has nothing to do with you. Leave me alone, I'm annoyed."

Ye Guyue waved his hand, looking as though he didn't want to deal with Bibi Dong at all.

"Senior Sister, it's just wearing a dress, is it really that big of a deal?" Bibi Dong poked her fingers together, looking puzzled.

"Of course it is. I... forget it. Once this is over, I won't fall for your tricks again. If you dare do this again, I'll go find someone else and make you regret it," Ye Guyue snorted coldly.

Who would have thought that Bibi Dong wouldn't be afraid at all? On the contrary, she looked secretly delighted. "If there really were other sisters, Dong'er would welcome it."

Ye Guyue was out of options; he would wait until the soul ring was settled before planning anything else.

"After we finish hunting the soul ring, let's go prepare our wedding house. We can't keep living in the palace forever. What if the child is born and there's nowhere to live? How awkward would that be?"

Bibi Dong had already planned everything out. After marriage, she would certainly be thrifty and manage the household, learning culinary arts to firmly capture her Senior Sister's stomach.

If he ever got a craving, she would use the dress as an excuse; otherwise, he wouldn't get to eat.

I, Bibi Dong, am truly a clever little spirit.

No, that should be a great genius.

"There will definitely be a wedding house. Grandpa Qian prepared it long ago. He was originally going to give us the keys when we went on our honeymoon, but with this sudden situation, it will just have to be delayed."

Ye Guyue closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing. The spider venom in his body had gradually dissipated, and he began to recover his soul power.

He reached out a hand. "Give me back my Storage Soul Tool, and my robes as well."

"Senior Sister, are you going to change out of the dress?" Bibi Dong asked.

Ye Guyue didn't speak.

Bibi Dong didn't dare to continue, immediately handing the Storage Soul Tool and the white robe into Ye Guyue's hands.

At that moment, he dared to place his palm on the plain dress.

Suddenly, the carriage shook violently and came to a halt.

Outside, the voice of Yue Guan drifted in.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, Your Highness the Holy Maiden, we have arrived at the Star Dou Great Forest."

Ye Guyue withdrew his hand. "What a headache."