Bibi Dong Teases Su Mo, Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena

Half an hour later, the bathroom door opened, and a great deal of warm mist wafted out.

Su Mo looked up, and his breathing caught slightly.

Back when they had been roughing it in the wild, everyone had been covered in dust and grime.

Now, Bibi Dong wore a light purple silk nightgown. The fabric was thin and soft, with two slender straps resting on her delicate collarbones. The hem fell several inches above her knees, exposing her fair, long legs.

More than a year had passed, and she had grown a great deal. The nightgown was probably still her old size and had become somewhat short, but that only made her graceful figure stand out even more.

Under the warm yellow light, Su Mo stared at Bibi Dong like this and was lost in a daze for a moment.

Seeing Su Mo staring at her, Bibi Dong's face reddened slightly. Then, stepping across the soft carpet, she walked toward him one step at a time.

As she drew near, a faint fragrance drifted into his nose.

"Junior brother... do I look good?" Bibi Dong asked softly.

Su Mo came back to his senses and gave a light cough. "You do. Senior sister has always been beautiful."

Bibi Dong pursed her lips in a smile, clearly delighted to hear that.

Su Mo took a deep breath, suppressing the heat in his heart, and stood up. "I'll go take a shower first."

With that, he rushed into the bathroom as though fleeing and immediately took a cold shower.

It was a long time before Su Mo emerged from the bathroom.

After several days of exhausting travel, neither of them planned to cultivate that night, so they turned in early.

Bibi Dong leaned against his side, one arm draped around his waist. She clung to him like a koala.

At such close range, Su Mo simply could not fall asleep.

He kept his body stiff and did not dare move recklessly. If not for the fact that such matters were still too early, he would have been unable to endure it long ago.

However, at that moment, Bibi Dong suddenly gave a mischievous smile and leaned close to Su Mo's ear, her warm breath brushing against it.

"Junior brother, what's wrong? Why are you so nervous?"

"Senior sister, don't tease me. If you keep this up, I'll go sleep on the sofa." Su Mo took a deep breath. This girl was truly tormenting him too much.

"No, I want to hold you." Bibi Dong giggled and hugged him even tighter.

Su Mo sighed helplessly. "Senior sister, then you can't blame me..."

"Y-you... what do you want to do?" Meeting Su Mo's gaze, Bibi Dong immediately grew a little flustered.

She had only been talking boldly on a whim.

She had merely found it amusing and wanted to tease Su Mo.

"I won't do anything to you now, but..." The corners of Su Mo's lips lifted as he leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.

Bibi Dong's face instantly turned crimson. She tried to get up and leave, but Su Mo held her tightly.

The night passed without a word.

The next morning.

Bibi Dong drowsily opened her eyes.

"Senior sister, you're awake?"

Su Mo asked softly. He had awakened long ago, but he had remained lying down so as not to disturb Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong shot Su Mo a resentful look.

After training for most of the night, her wrists and jaw were still terribly sore and weak.

She buried her face in Su Mo's chest and said in a muffled voice, "Hmph, bad junior brother. All you know is how to bully me."

Su Mo smiled and rubbed her head.

After breakfast.

The two left the manor, intending to take a good look around Heaven Dou City.

Golden Crocodile Douluo followed them in secret, his aura completely concealed.

Su Mo and Bibi Dong strolled along at an unhurried pace.

An hour later, they arrived before a magnificent oval-shaped building: the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena.

Before they even entered, they could hear waves of cheers coming from within.

"Senior sister, shall we go in and take a look?" Su Mo asked as he looked at Bibi Dong, who had her arm linked with his.

Although Spirit City also had a Great Soul Arena, they had been far too weak back then. The Great Soul Arena was filled with all sorts of people, so Qian Xunji had never allowed them to go. Instead, he had sent fiercely loyal Spirit Hall Spirit Masters to spar with them.

Now that they had come to the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena, Su Mo wanted to have a look. Of course, even if he took part in Soul Fighting, he would not reveal his Spirit Rings. A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring as his fifth ring was far too shocking and could easily stir up turmoil.

Bibi Dong's Spirit Rings had also broken convention, but her thousand-year second ring was clearly much easier for people to accept than his Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

Besides, even if it were exposed, it would not matter. With Golden Crocodile Douluo present, anyone seeking to cause trouble in secret would simply be courting death.

Across the entire continent, apart from those three Limit Douluo, no one could threaten the current Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Bibi Dong was clearly interested as well. "Sure! I've never been to a Soul Fighting Arena before. I heard it's very lively."

"Then put this on first."

Su Mo took two exquisite masks from his Storage Soul Tool.

One was a dark red full-face mask with a savage design that looked somewhat eerie. It was naturally Su Mo's.

The other was an exquisite purple full-face mask for Bibi Dong.

He had prepared these two masks long before setting out on his travels, specifically to conceal their identities.

After putting on the masks, Su Mo took Bibi Dong's hand and entered the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena.

The two headed straight for the registration desk.

"Hello, we'd like to register," Su Mo said calmly.

The staff member in charge of registration was a middle-aged woman.

"Ten Gold Soul Coins per person," the middle-aged woman said.

Su Mo took out twenty Gold Soul Coins and placed them on the table.

The middle-aged woman then handed over two registration forms. "Please fill in your information first."

Su Mo and Bibi Dong accepted them and quickly began filling them out.

Naturally, they did not provide their real identities and both used aliases.

Su Mo's alias was Asura, his Martial Soul was the Blood Sword, and his Soul Power Level was fifty-five. His Soul Power Level could not be concealed, because it would be tested with a crystal ball later.

For his age, he wrote twenty. Although that was vastly different from his actual age, the masks concealed their features, and no one here would test their bone age.

Furthermore, Soul Power could promote physical development. Their cultivation was already far beyond that of their peers, so they had developed more quickly as well. By now, their height was comparable to that of ordinary Spirit Masters aged sixteen or seventeen.

Height varied from person to person anyway. Some people were tall and some were short; no one could determine a person's exact age from height alone.

Although reaching Soul King rank fifty-five at twenty years old was still astonishing, it was at least easier to accept than the truth. At most, it would draw some attention and investigation.

Su Mo did not care about that. He had Spirit Hall behind him, and his teacher was the Pope. How many people on this continent had a stronger background than his?

Moreover, Golden Crocodile Douluo was secretly protecting him.

Bibi Dong filled in her information as follows: alias Spider Emperor, Martial Soul Death Spider Emperor, Soul Power Level forty-four, age eighteen.

Unlike Su Mo, Bibi Dong's Martial Soul could be recognized by perceptive people, so there was no need to deliberately conceal it.

After they submitted their registration information, the middle-aged woman's previously calm expression instantly froze. Her mouth fell slightly open, and her face was filled with shock.

A level fifty-five Soul King? A level forty-four Soul Ancestor? And both were only around twenty years old?

What great power had produced such geniuses?

She quickly regained her composure, and her attitude changed completely. "My lords, please test your Soul Power Levels."

Su Mo and Bibi Dong calmly completed the test, then each registered for an individual Gambling Duel.