Bibi Dong's Kiss, Liu Erlong's Thirst

It must be done.

From now on, this place of mine shall be the orthodoxy of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

"Once the Senior has made up their mind, that is all that matters," Ye Guyue said indifferently.

"I will make the announcement at the ancestral hall tomorrow. I ask that the Holy Son summon his helpers to assist me in holding the line."

Yu Yuanzhen is a Titled Douluo; it will still require a Titled Douluo to suppress him.

"Rest assured, Yu Yuanzhen will certainly agree when the time comes."

Ye Guyue replied with the calmness of still water; it was time for those two in his Sea of Consciousness to take action.

They couldn't just keep hiding in the Sea of Consciousness and doing nothing forever.

Yu Luomian was overjoyed. It must be the Elders from the Worship Hall taking action. The Seven Great Elders of the Martial Soul Hall were famously doting on Ye Guyue throughout the continent.

"Then I ask the Holy Son and this young lady to rest here for the night. Tomorrow morning, I look forward to the Holy Son's intervention," Yu Luomian said.

Ye Guyue put his bamboo hat back on:

"We will remain behind the scenes and will not show ourselves for the time being, so rest easy. As for the place you intend to relocate to, the Martial Soul Hall will make the arrangements."

"I am indebted to the Holy Son." Yu Luomian looked at Liu Erlong and said earnestly, "Erlong, take these two to a place to rest. Make sure no one discovers them."

"Yes, Father."

Immediately, Liu Erlong led the two away from Yu Luomian's residence toward a secluded spot.

Liu Erlong pushed open the wooden door. When her eyes fell upon Ye Guyue, a strange look flashed in their depths, which she quickly suppressed, saying:

"Brother Guyue, please rest here for now."

Ye Guyue was not picky; having traveled far and wide, there was no place he hadn't stayed in.

"Sorry for the trouble."

Once he was sure no one was around, Ye Guyue took off his bamboo hat and shook his head. His long white hair cascaded down, and his pair of red eyes were particularly striking.

Such a cold and aloof appearance reminded her of the time at the hotel, when Ye Guyue's face was flushed, alluring, and delicious. She couldn't help but swallow hard.

It was a pity that Bibi Dong had followed along. If Brother Guyue had been alone, heh heh...

"Erlong won't disturb Brother Guyue any further. Please get some good rest, Brother Guyue."

Liu Erlong returned to her normal demeanor, terrified of being discovered by the sharp-eyed Ye Guyue, and hurried away.

The wooden door closed.

Bibi Dong leaned in close to Ye Guyue and giggled:

"Husband, I think that Liu Erlong is interested in you. Her gaze was practically stringing itself onto you."

Ye Guyue hadn't paid attention to Liu Erlong and asked, puzzled:

"Besides her gaze, what else could you tell from?"

Bibi Dong pondered for three seconds, her tone very serious:

"If I had to say, it was her infatuated expression. Just now, if I hadn't been there, she probably would have been drooling."

"A woman understands a woman best, so Husband need not be surprised by Dong'er's assessment. If Husband wants more women, Dong'er will still be the main wife."

At this, Bibi Dong stroked her belly, her face full of contentment:

"Getting pregnant first is the top priority."

The smartest thing she, Bibi Dong, had ever done was to get pregnant first; in the end, she would definitely drain her husband dry.

The more Bibi Dong thought about it, the more excited she became. She couldn't help but squeeze her legs together, her eyes burning with a heat that threatened to ignite as she stared straight at Ye Guyue.

Before Ye Guyue could react, she lunged at him, wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, and kissed his lips fiercely.

"Ah... Husband... mmm... so comfortable..."

Muffled, incoherent sounds spilled from between their lips, carrying deep satisfaction.

Ye Guyue was caught off guard by her pounce, his back hitting the wooden door. He reached out to push her away helplessly:

"Dong'er! Why are you starting again! Didn't we just..."

Before he could finish, his words were blocked by Bibi Dong.

She pressed her hands against Ye Guyue's shoulders, pinning him firmly against the wall, and deepened the kiss.

The cold surface of the wall pressed against Ye Guyue's back, while in front of him was the scorching body heat of Bibi Dong. The interweaving of cold and heat left his whole body limp, forcing him to accept it passively.

On the other side, Liu Erlong was walking over with a light step, carrying freshly made snacks and warm tea.

She was still wondering whether Brother Guyue preferred sweet or savory, and she made sure to ask him later.

Just as she reached the door and was about to knock, the sound of soft, fragmented kissing drifted from inside, mixed with Ye Guyue's suppressed and embarrassed whimpers.

Liu Erlong's footsteps came to an abrupt halt, and the tray in her hands clattered to the ground.

Her cheeks turned bright red in an instant, the flush spreading from her earlobes down to her neck. Her heart hammered wildly, and her legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

Why are they starting already?

She bit her lower lip hard, not daring to make a sound, but her body went so limp she could no longer stand, sliding slowly down the doorframe until she sat on the floor.

Most of the tea in her hand spilled, soaking her skirt, yet she remained completely oblivious, her mind filled with the sounds she had just heard and the image of Ye Guyue's usual cold yet alluring demeanor.

Her legs couldn't help but tremble and press together, her fingers yearning to touch that forbidden spot, but she held herself back.

No, no, I must leave here quickly, otherwise, I'm really going to become abnormal.

Liu Erlong cleaned up the mess on the floor and hurried away.

Inside the room, Bibi Dong grew more agitated with every kiss, reaching a state of complete self-forgetfulness.

Her tongue sought to fill every corner of Ye Guyue's mouth.

And just like that, Bibi Dong went from kissing to licking, and then to locking on.

Early the next morning, inside the ancestral hall of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Luomian sat facing each other.

Regarding Yu Yuanzhen's actions, the sect held two distinct attitudes.

The first was that the Sect Master was in the wrong for using someone else's daughter to solve his own problems.

The second was to support the Sect Master's approach, seeing it as a necessary evil.

Yu Luomian said in a heavy tone:

"Sect Master, it has been long enough; you should give us an explanation."

As the Sect Master, Yu Yuanzhen naturally had his own plans. He was deeply displeased by Yu Luomian's words, which insulted his dignity, and he let out a cold snort:

"There is no explanation. Besides, I did this for the sake of the sect; the interests of the sect are greater than everything else."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall erupted in an uproar.

Yu Yuanzhen's statement was undoubtedly a slap to his own face.

This was because Yu Yuanzhen had initially tried to force Ye Guyue to relent, and upon failing, had resorted to shameless tactics.

Yu Luomian's face turned livid with rage as he pointed at Yu Yuanzhen:

"Bullshit!"

"My daughter is not an object! Are you just going to keep playing dead?"

"Very well, today I announce that I am seceding from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to establish my own house. Whoever is willing to follow me, stand on my side!"

The moment these words were uttered, the previously calm ancestral hall was instantly thrown into a massive upheaval.

Yu Yuanzhen's expression changed drastically, and he roared:

"Yu Luomian, you are being presumptuous! You are attempting to rebel!"

Yu Luomian snorted coldly:

"This is not a rebellion, but a way to let the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon rise again. In your hands, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon lineage will be destroyed sooner or later."

Yu Yuanzhen trembled with fury, the aura of a Titled Douluo erupting from him as he pressed down upon Yu Luomian.

Just at this critical moment, a trace of cold air struck, instantly shattering Yu Yuanzhen's aura and sending him flying into the wall behind him.

With a thunderous boom, all the clansmen were shocked.

"Who is it? To actually send the Sect Master flying with a single blow!"