Bibi Dong Looks Younger

Gu Qingshan took two steps back, leaned against the wall, and watched quietly.

Honestly, he was looking forward to it.

In the original story, the Narcissus Jade Muscle Bone was an Immortal Herb meant for Zhu Zhuqing. It raised Soul Power Level and improved the body.

But Zhu Zhuqing had been a young girl when she took it, whereas Bibi Dong was a Peerless Douluo and much older. The herb's effects on her would be greatly diminished.

Leaning against the wall, he chewed on a Blue Silver Leaf, his gaze fixed on Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong sat cross-legged on the carpet, her pope's purple-and-gold robes spread across the floor like the petals of a gigantic flower in bloom.

Her soft, figure-hugging papal gown perfectly outlined her curves. Her shoulders and back were straight, her waist slender, and sitting down only accentuated the curve between her waist and hips.

Her face was undergoing subtle changes under the effects of the Immortal Herb.

The fine lines, so faint they were almost invisible, were vanishing. Collagen was filling out the skin beneath the surface once more, and her lips were becoming fuller.

Gu Qingshan slowed his chewing.

He suddenly understood what people meant by "a maiden's skin and a matron's figure."

Bibi Dong's face now looked no older than twenty.

Smooth, firm, full, and rosy, brimming with collagen, she looked as fresh-faced as a college graduate.

But her figure belonged to a mature woman: a full bust, a slender waist, rounded hips, and long legs. Every curve spoke of maturity and allure.

In her, these two qualities, purity and seduction, which should have been at odds, blended together perfectly.

It was like a glass of strong liquor poured into a crystal glass.

Clear and transparent, but it would burn your heart when you drank it.

Gu Qingshan took a deep breath, chewed the Blue Silver Leaf in his mouth, and swallowed.

"I can't wait to grow up!"

Bibi Dong's eyelashes fluttered slightly, then her eyes slowly opened.

She raised a hand and touched her face.

Smooth, firm, and full of elasticity.

It felt just like it had when she was twenty.

Then she smiled.

A woman in her forties, smiling like a girl of twenty.

Watching that smile, Gu Qingshan suddenly felt that bringing back an Immortal Herb for Bibi Dong might have been the best thing he had done since transmigrating.

"Qingshan, your Immortal Herb is wonderful." Bibi Dong rose to her feet and looked at her disciple, satisfaction and warmth filling her violet eyes.

"I'm glad you like it, Teacher."

Gu Qingshan took the Blue Silver Leaf from his mouth. "Also, there's news about Dugu Bo."

Bibi Dong's eyebrows lifted slightly.

"Go on."

"Dugu Bo will join the Spirit Hall," Gu Qingshan said. "In half a year."

"Dugu Bo will join the Spirit Hall?"

Gu Qingshan nodded. "Yes. We've already reached an agreement."

Bibi Dong fell silent for a long time.

She remembered the time she had tried to recruit Dugu Bo.

She had only recently taken over as pope back then, full of ambition and eager to bring every Titled Douluo on the continent under the Spirit Hall's command.

She had gone to Sunset Forest herself and spoken with him in person.

But Dugu Bo had refused.

He had refused bluntly, rudely, and even with a hint of Taunt.

"This old man is used to being on his own. I'm not used to being anyone's dog."

Later, she had sent Chrysanthemum Douluo to hunt him down. Partly, she had been furious; partly, she had wanted to teach him a lesson.

But none of the attempts had succeeded. When Dugu Bo couldn't win, he ran—faster than a rabbit—and his whole body was covered in poison.

She had never imagined that her six-year-old disciple would succeed where she had failed.

Bibi Dong looked at Gu Qingshan, and her gaze held something she had never seen in him before.

It was the pride of a mother watching her son accomplish something important on his own for the first time.

"Qingshan," she said, her voice a little softer than usual.

"Hmm?"

"You did very well."

He smiled and simply nodded.

The office fell quiet for a while. Sunlight streamed through the window, dust motes drifting slowly in the beam like countless tiny stars.

"Qingshan," Bibi Dong said again.

"Hmm?"

"When you reach Soul Ancestor, Teacher will appoint you the Spirit Hall Holy Son."

Gu Qingshan paused mid-chew.

The Spirit Hall Holy Son.

The successor to the Spirit Hall Pope.

That position didn't exist in the original story.

Gu Qingshan swallowed the Blue Silver Leaf and looked into Bibi Dong's eyes.

There was no hint of a test in those violet eyes.

She was serious.

"Thank you, Teacher," Gu Qingshan said. His tone was calm, though his heart was not.

"If there's nothing else, go back. Don't let it interfere with your cultivation."

Gu Qingshan turned and headed for the door. When he reached it, he suddenly stopped.

"Teacher."

"Hmm?"

"What level are you now?"

The tip of Bibi Dong's pen paused. She looked up at Gu Qingshan's back, the corners of her mouth curving slightly.

"Ninety-eight."

Gu Qingshan nodded and pushed the door open.

Half a year later, Dugu Bo had completely eliminated the hidden threat of his poisoning. As agreed, he secretly joined the Spirit Hall and continued to guard the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Ye Lingling took the Aromatic Silk Beauty. With the flaw in the Nine Heart Begonia resolved, she could use her healing Soul Skills without limit and no longer had to worry about her lifespan.

For a team, a top-tier healing support with unlimited endurance was worth no less than a Titled Douluo.

Gu Qingshan was there the day Ghost Douluo took the Nether Other Shore Flower.

Chrysanthemum Douluo had specifically called him over. The two of them stood outside Ghost Douluo's cultivation chamber, feeling the fluctuations of energy inside through the thick stone door.

Ghost Douluo's real name was Gui Mei. His Martial Soul was the Ghost, just like his name.

He was a Level 95 Titled Douluo who had partnered with Chrysanthemum Douluo for many years. Their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the Polar Static Domain, was one of Bibi Dong's trump cards.

Once the Polar Static Domain was unleashed, every enemy within its range would be immobilized, unable to move, attack, or use Soul Skills.

Inside the cultivation chamber, the Nether Other Shore Flower's energy was merging with Ghost Douluo's Martial Soul.

Standing outside the door, Gu Qingshan closed his eyes and used his mental power to sense the changes inside.

An hour later, the stone door slowly opened, and Ghost Douluo stepped out in a black robe, his face as impossible to make out as ever.

Level 96. Like Chrysanthemum Douluo, he had broken through to Level 96.

His gaze passed over Chrysanthemum Douluo and settled on Gu Qingshan.

Then he did something that even his partner, Chrysanthemum Douluo, hadn't expected.

Ghost Douluo bent slightly and bowed to Gu Qingshan.

Anyone who knew Gui Mei knew that this Titled Douluo was usually taciturn and disliked socializing, treating everyone with cool detachment.

Even when he bowed to Pope Bibi Dong, it was a standard, formal gesture, free of any unnecessary emotion.

"Thank you, Young Master Qingshan, for granting me the Immortal Herb."

Gu Qingshan didn't step aside. He accepted the bow calmly.

"Elder Ghost, there's no need to thank me. I'll have many things to rely on you and the other elder for in the future."