Husband, Dong'er Has Her Own Reasons, Separating from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan

Continuing the bloodline was a major affair for the Qian family, and there was no room for hesitation, especially when he saw that Ye Guyue, whom he had raised with his own hands, had already taken a wife and had a child.

Seeing his own biological son spending every day in Martial Soul Hall without a shred of desire to continue the bloodline made him, as a father, all the more anxious.

"Father, I know, I will definitely work hard, work hard."

Qian Xunji immediately patted his chest to guarantee it.

Finding a girl he truly liked was not such an easy task.

Qian Xunji winked at Ye Guyue, signaling for him to help put in a good word.

Ye Guyue smiled helplessly:

"Grandpa Qian, please don't make things difficult for Teacher. Teacher certainly has the heart to continue the bloodline, but finding one's other half requires a bit of fate."

Ye Guyue's words cooled Qian Daoliu down:

"Fine, since you've said so, Guyue, I won't force Ji'er. Ji'er, do your best to find a partner; you cannot forget the matter of carrying on the family line."

Qian Xunji said: "No problem, Father can rest assured."

At this moment, Bibi Dong, who was sliding up and down, felt an unbearable hunger and thirst in her heart. She desperately wanted to bend down and weld the pillar, but the movement would be too large and she would be discovered.

She could only wait until they returned to help her husband vent his fire.

"Grandpa Qian, I have some thoughts regarding the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"Guyue, if you have ideas, just speak them plainly," Qian Daoliu said.

Ye Guyue endured the discomfort in his body, bracing himself as he said:

"Grandpa Qian, I feel that since Yu Yuanzhen is acting this way, we might as well go with the flow. Martial Soul Hall can secretly provide full support to let Yu Luomian split the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan apart."

Since they were already in internal chaos, it would be a pity not to add some fuel to the fire now.

Ye Guyue's words hit the nail on the head.

Qian Daoliu nodded with great satisfaction:

"Guyue is absolutely right. Since the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect has lost its footing, it wouldn't hurt for us to push them along. Dismantling the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan brooks no delay."

The other six elders nodded in agreement.

Golden Crocodile Douluo had always scoffed at Yu Yuanzhen's actions, and he immediately said in a deep voice:

"To save his own son, Yu Yuanzhen has disregarded the face of the sect. Such a sect master should have been driven out of office long ago."

"Exactly. We will secretly support Yu Luomian and let him take a portion of the people to split off. By then, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect will be severely crippled. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon of the Upper Three Sects will cease to exist, and we can support a new sect to take their place."

Ye Guyue took a deep breath and was about to continue with the specific plan when his hand under the table suddenly clenched tight.

Bibi Dong had increased her force at some unknown moment, and her fingertips even deliberately scraped against him.

Ye Guyue's body shuddered violently, and a very faint muffled groan escaped his throat. He quickly bit his lower lip, forcibly swallowing the sound back down.

His fair cheeks were instantly dyed a shade of crimson.

"Guyue? What's wrong?"

Qian Daoliu keenly sensed his abnormality and asked with concern:

"Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Ye Guyue quickly shook his head, forcing himself to calm down, his voice carrying a trace of imperceptible trembling:

"No, Grandpa Qian, it's just... it's just that I was a bit too tired last night and didn't rest well."

He dared not look into Qian Daoliu's eyes, his gaze darting to the table as he cursed Bibi Dong a thousand times in his heart.

Qian Daoliu didn't think much of it, assuming it was just the exhaustion of a newlywed, and said with a smile:

"Since you're tired, there's no need to say more. I trust you to handle this matter."

"Good," Ye Guyue nodded quickly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, "Grandpa Qian, please rest assured. Leave this matter to me; I am confident I can handle it well."

Qian Daoliu smiled kindly:

"Grandpa believes in you. Then I'll leave the hard work to you. Once the matter is settled, you can stay home in peace and accompany Bibi Dong through her pregnancy. Leave the other matters to us old fellows."

"Yes."

Ye Guyue let out a sigh of relief. While the others were discussing the subsequent details, he gave Bibi Dong's bottom a hard slap under the table.

Bibi Dong felt the pain and her body gave a slight jolt, but she dared not make a sound. She could only pout aggrievedly, lean into Ye Guyue's ear, and whisper in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Don't be angry, Husband. When we get back, Dong'er will make it up to you properly."

Ye Guyue glared at her, his cheeks turning even redder, but he dared not say anything more. Fortunately, the other elders were all preoccupied with other matters and did not notice them.

"There is nothing else. Guyue, you and Bibi Dong should head back first," Qian Daoliu said.

"Very well, Grandpa Qian."

Ye Guyue stood up, and Bibi Dong quickly withdrew her mischievous palm, immediately pretending that nothing had happened as she took Ye Guyue's arm and left the Worship Hall.

Once they were out of the Worship Hall, Ye Guyue could no longer endure it and immediately pulled Bibi Dong into a small alleyway.

"Thump~"

Ye Guyue pinned Bibi Dong against the corner, his face slightly flushed as he chided her in feigned anger:

"Dong'er, did you do that on purpose? With so many people around, how could you still..."

Bibi Dong seized the opportunity to embrace Ye Guyue, acting coquettishly:

"How could I still what? Why don't you tell me, husband? If you don't say it, how will I know?"

These words left Ye Guyue blushing furiously, and he could only let out a soft huff.

"Forget it. Considering this is your first offense, I'll spare you. You're a pregnant woman now; if I were to strike you, my own heart would ache."

Ye Guyue suppressed the fire rising within him.

He knew that Bibi Dong wasn't afraid of him in the slightest.

"Husband is the best. As for the matter regarding the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Dong'er will certainly be a supportive wife."

Ye Guyue waved his hand dismissively:

"It's the thought that counts. Just don't do it again next time."

Just as he was about to leave, Bibi Dong grabbed him and pinned him against the wall in return.

"Dong'er, what are you doing? Wasn't the Worship Hall enough? We're about to head home, why must you do this here... mmmph..."

Before Ye Guyue could finish his sentence, his lips were forcibly sealed by Bibi Dong.

Just as he tried to push her away, Bibi Dong suddenly reached downward and gave a firm squeeze.

Ye Guyue instantly lost all strength to resist.

"Mmm... Husband... you smell so good."

Bibi Dong kissed him intensely, her voice lingering and continuous, a dance of dragon and snake that was beyond description.

After a bout of tugging and pulling, Ye Guyue left the alleyway in a fit of anger.

Bibi Dong hurriedly wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and chased after him.

This time, she didn't call out, instead following obediently by his side.

The kiss had been too intense, which had led to the squeeze being a bit too forceful as well.

Once they returned home, Ye Guyue sat on the edge of the bed in silence. Bibi Dong didn't say a word either; she immediately brought him a cup of tea and began kneading his back.

"Don't be angry, husband. Dong'er was just overcome with excitement; I won't dare do it again next time."

Ye Guyue let out a cold snort: "Do you think your husband believes that? It's the same script every single time."

Bibi Dong felt a bit guilty, but she steeled herself and argued her logic:

"But husband was very comfortable, wasn't he? I put my heart and soul into it."

She felt no shame in her actions; if she didn't put in such effort, who knew how long she would have to wait to conceive her husband's child.