A Chance Encounter with Liu Erlong, Bibi Dong Praises Her Own Husband

Five minutes later.

Ye Guyue pushed Bibi Dong away and wiped the moisture from the corner of his mouth, his cool and detached aura completely vanished.

"Cough, cough."

Ye Guyue felt as if his mouth had been thoroughly stirred by a multitude of tentacles.

Looking at Bibi Dong, he saw her face flushed crimson and her eyes hazy with intoxication.

What kind of female hooligan was this?

"I don't think that was enough. Shall we continue?"

Bibi Dong licked her red lips and crawled toward him, eager to press on.

Ye Guyue pressed a hand to his forehead and said, "Enough, Dong'er. This husband is truly defeated by you. Why are you acting like you've never seen a man before?"

"Stand up straight this instant, put away that hooligan look, and behave yourself."

She had absolutely no restraint.

Hearing Ye Guyue's reprimand, Bibi Dong immediately ceased her movements, stood up, and reverted to her Saintess persona.

"My husband, my apologies. Dong'er lost her composure," Bibi Dong said, lowering her head.

Ye Guyue didn't look at her, intending instead to step forward and inspect the site where the Fallen Soul Master had been eliminated to see if any clues remained.

A voice reached his ears.

"Two ladies, please stay a moment. Could you tell me what just happened here?"

A tall figure appeared before Ye Guyue, dressed in a black fitted outfit with long hair draped over her shoulders, looking heroic and spirited.

Ye Guyue narrowed his eyes, studying the woman who had appeared. "Who are you?"

"Me?"

"My name is Liu Erlong. I heard that Fallen Soul Masters were active here, so I came to take a look. Who would have thought I'd see a beam of golden light flash by just now?"

Liu Erlong bent down, looking Ye Guyue up and down with a curious expression.

"It must have been you, right? What is your name, miss?" Liu Erlong extended her palm with a smile. "Shall we get to know each other?"

"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

Ye Guyue rubbed his temples, looking at the sincere and enthusiastic Liu Erlong.

He reached out and shook her hand. "Martial Soul Hall Saint Son, Ye Guyue."

"Oh, so you're the Saint Son..."

Liu Erlong's smile came to an abrupt halt. "What? You are Ye Guyue? Damn, no wonder, no wonder."

"I've heard my father mention you before—a one-in-a-million genius, the number one of the younger generation."

If it was Ye Guyue, then she liked him even more.

She liked him immensely.

She had dreamed of meeting Ye Guyue, and she never expected to run into him today.

"Why are you so excited?"

"Don't act like a pervert."

Ye Guyue pulled his hand back, noticing that she had been gripping it very tightly.

Why did this feel a bit strange?

"Sorry, sorry."

Sensing his gaze, Liu Erlong quickly let go. "I was just too excited for a moment."

"Hey, hey, hey! Even if you're excited, you can't go touching my husband like that, you know?"

Bibi Dong walked over, having noticed Liu Erlong's strange behavior earlier; she clearly wasn't a proper young lady.

Liu Erlong looked at Bibi Dong. "You must be the Martial Soul Hall Saintess, Bibi Dong, right?"

Bibi Dong nodded slightly. "That is correct. I am Bibi Dong."

Liu Erlong knew Bibi Dong all too well.

Her father, Yu Luomian, had mentioned Bibi Dong more than once, and he had also brought up the matter of Yu Xiaogang.

Liu Erlong was very familiar with Yu Xiaogang; he was currently at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, his severed limbs had healed, and his strength had surged.

Presumably, the Ye Guyue before her was already aware of this.

"Your strength shouldn't be very high. Coming this deep alone, aren't you afraid of encountering danger?"

Bibi Dong asked, puzzled.

Liu Erlong explained, "I don't think the danger is great. This area has already been cleared once, so even if any Fallen Soul Masters remain, they won't be too strong."

She figured that no matter how strong they were, they couldn't possibly surpass a Soul King.

She had only just managed to break through to the Soul King realm; otherwise, Yu Luomian would never have agreed to let her come here.

Ye Guyue reminded her, "The fallen Spirit Master we just wiped out was at the Spirit Saint level. Do you think this place is safe?"

"A Spirit Saint? You're joking, right? How could the remnants be this strong?"

Liu Erlong's small mouth parted slightly. If she had arrived early, wouldn't that have been no different from walking to her death?

"Then His Highness the Holy Son truly saved my life," Liu Erlong said, her face full of gratitude.

"You have no idea."

Bibi Dong smiled continuously. "My husband is incredibly powerful."

He is my husband, Bibi Dong's husband.

"How powerful is he?" Liu Erlong asked, curious, as she truly did not know Ye Guyue's real strength.

"Mind-blowingly powerful. That kind of powerful."

Bibi Dong blurted out.

Ye Guyue looked at Bibi Dong, who spoke without thinking, and rubbed his forehead in resignation.

He immediately placed his slender palms onto the ground.

He began to scan the surroundings and everything beneath the surface.

For a fallen Spirit Master of the Spirit Saint level to appear here, it certainly wasn't simple.

There might still be remnants left behind.

The moment his divine sense probed the area, Ye Guyue's delicate body trembled slightly, and he immediately began to carefully inspect the situation underground.

Dozens of fallen Spirit Masters were all hiding underground; no wonder there were still more even after a sweep.

So, they had all been hiding beneath the earth.

"Husband, what did you discover?"

Ye Guyue brushed the dirt off his palms. "The fallen Spirit Masters haven't been completely wiped out. They are all hiding underground. Perhaps I need to carry out a large-scale bombardment."

"Large-scale bombardment?" Bibi Dong looked stunned. "In that case, shouldn't we evacuate?"

"You and Liu Erlong retreat to a safe zone. Your husband is going to perform a forced bombardment. Leaving those dozens of fallen Spirit Masters below would ultimately be a hidden danger."

Liu Erlong's face was filled with infatuation. "Your Highness the Holy Son, I will be able to witness your heroic bearing. I will certainly record it well."

Bibi Dong pulled Liu Erlong away from the village, ensuring they reached a safe distance.

Just then, Ye Guyue floated into mid-air, and his Radiant Holy Dragon martial soul manifested.

Ye Guyue activated the Radiant Holy Dragon Avatar.

The Radiant Holy Dragon instantly transformed into a phantom a hundred feet tall.

In an instant.

Ye Guyue looked like a god descending, sacred and inviolable.

Ye Guyue summoned the Holy Emperor Dragon Spear.

Ye Guyue gathered all the spirit power in his body and hurled the spear.

The Holy Emperor Dragon Spear took the form of the Radiant Holy Dragon and dove downward.

It dove into the ground with a deafening roar, and a massive shockwave covered the entire village, causing all the houses to collapse.

Under this pillar of light, screams rose and fell, one after another, without end.

"What a dashing sister—no, wait, Holy Son."

Liu Erlong's eyes sparkled with stars, her face full of adoration.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong smiled slightly. "Liu Erlong, you don't understand my husband yet. My husband is wonderful, especially when you see him change from his cold, aloof demeanor to a shy one. That feeling is truly mesmerizing."

Hearing this, Liu Erlong felt an itch in her heart and wanted to try it herself, but he was someone else's husband. If she were to insert herself, wouldn't she become a third party?

The pillar of light dissipated, and Ye Guyue landed on the ground, spotless and as beautiful as a celestial being.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong ran over quickly.

"Husband, how was it?"

Ye Guyue glanced at the collapsed underground, from which black mist had begun to rise.

"They should all be wiped out. Follow me down to take a look."

Liu Erlong trotted over. "Sister Guyue, can I go too?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Liu Erlong's expression changed.

Oh no, I said what was on my mind.

Ye Guyue paused, having already grown accustomed to this form of address.

"You may, but you must change that 'Sister Guyue' title."