The Evil Bibi Dong

Deng Tianxin thought it over, then spoke to Tang Yuehua.

He still had a little sense of how things stood. There was no way he could beat Bibi Dong.

He'd only said all that to run his mouth.

If Bibi Dong ever found out he knew perfectly well how outmatched he was, she'd hang him up and beat him without a doubt.

Deng Tianxin suddenly remembered something. School was about to start, and he needed to hurry back.

He knew that spending some time away from home wasn't a big deal, but if he stayed away too long, they'd definitely come drag him back.

If Bibi Dong found out, she'd beat the living daylights out of him. It'd be a scene to shake heaven and earth.

Watching Deng Tianxin try to keep up appearances despite being painfully guilty, Tang Yuehua finally couldn't hold back her laughter.

It wasn't the demure, ladylike kind of giggle behind a hand. Her shoulders shook, and tears welled at the corners of her eyes.

After spending so many years as the dignified, elegant young lady of the Clear Sky Sect, this was the first time someone had made her lose her composure so completely.

"Fine, your big sister will keep your secret." Tang Yuehua gently poked Deng Tianxin's chubby cheek with a fingertip, her voice as tender as if she were soothing a child.

The look in her eyes made Deng Tianxin uneasy. Somehow, this promise of secrecy didn't sound very reassuring.

"Sister Yuehua," Deng Tianxin lifted his head and tried to make his expression look serious, "I may have to go back to Spirit Hall. School's about to start."

"School?" Tang Yuehua paused, surprise flashing in her eyes. "With your strength, you still have to go to school?"

"It's not like I want to. That old witch is making me," Deng Tianxin said, rolling his eyes in exasperation. "She says I can't neglect my cultural studies, but really, she's just tormenting me. I have to get up early every day, stay quiet in class, and do homework after school. If I could beat her, I'd have started a revolution already."

At first, when he'd heard Bibi Dong say there'd be homework, he'd thought it was perfectly normal. Only later had he learned that homework didn't even exist on the Douluo Continent.

The only reason he had homework was that Bibi Dong was messing with him.

Bibi Dong was truly evil!

Once he grew up, he'd make the evil Bibi Dong experience the misery of doing homework every day.

He'd had to do homework before he transmigrated, and now he still had to do it after transmigrating. What was the point of transmigrating if that was the case?

Unfortunately, he couldn't beat Bibi Dong, so all he could do was obediently do his homework.

He silently cursed Bibi Dong, wishing that her future husband would get on her nerves every day until she ground her teeth in frustration.

Just imagining it made Deng Tianxin want to laugh.

But then again, there didn't seem to be anyone on the Douluo Continent who fit the bill.

Bibi Dong wasn't in love with love these days, and her standards were sky-high.

Her match would need talent on a par with hers, and he'd have to be about the same age.

At this rate, Deng Tianxin figured she'd be single until the day she died.

Even if Bibi Dong became a god, she still wouldn't find anyone who met her standards.

If Tang San were about the same age as Bibi Dong, maybe she'd take a liking to him.

That was only a maybe, though. Deng Tianxin felt the odds of Bibi Dong taking a liking to Tang San were pretty low.

Right now, Deng Tianxin hoped Bibi Dong's future husband would spank her every day and avenge him.

And as for getting together with Bibi Dong himself?

He imagined it for a moment, then decided that was definitely unnecessary.

If he got together with the evil Bibi Dong, she'd probably spank him every day, and he wouldn't even be allowed to take a concubine.

Why settle for just one wife?

He'd transmigrated, and he'd transmigrated into the world of Douluo Continent, the one he loved. Of course he wanted to marry several wives.

Besides, his Martial Soul was the God of Love. Great love was still love, wasn't it?

If he were a few hundred years old, he probably wouldn't have such thoughts. But he wasn't. He was just an ordinary man.

There weren't many men who didn't like having a harem. The only possible reason not to like one was that it hadn't been written well.

If reality really arranged for him to have several wives who were superstars, and every one of them devoted herself to him, only a fool would refuse.

If Bibi Dong obediently listened to him, maybe he'd agree.

Watching him hang his head in dejection, Tang Yuehua couldn't help picturing him sitting among a group of six- and seven-year-old children, getting called on by the teacher to answer a question.

A little monster who'd tamed a seven-thousand-year-old Violent Bear and ridden it like a mount, yet still had to sit obediently at a desk and study the History of the Continent. The contrast made her laugh again.

Tang Yuehua didn't say much. She simply reached out, ruffled Deng Tianxin's hair, and said softly, "Then I'll take you back. I've been wanting to visit Spirit City anyway."

"No need, no need. I can go back by myself. It's not like I don't know the way." Deng Tianxin instinctively tried to refuse.

What a joke. It was one thing for him and Liu Erlong to go roaming around together.

But if he brought Tang Yuehua along too, and someone from Spirit Hall saw them and the news reached Bibi Dong's ears, he'd be done for.

But before he could finish, Tang Yuehua had already stood up. She called softly toward the door, "Miss Erlong, Tianxin says he's going back to Spirit Hall. What do you think?"

The door swung open almost as soon as she spoke. Liu Erlong was leaning against the doorframe, apparently already awake for a while. She had a blade of grass in her mouth, plucked from who knew where. Her eyes swept around the room, then settled on Deng Tianxin, and the corners of her mouth curled into a knowing smile.

"Going back to Spirit Hall? Sure. I'd like to see what Spirit City looks like too." Liu Erlong casually tossed the blade of grass out the window, walked over, and ruffled Deng Tianxin's hair. "Besides, if you run into more foolish bandits on the way back, it'll be dangerous without anyone to help you."

"No need! Really, no need!" Deng Tianxin's little hands waved so fast they blurred, and his head shook like a rattle. "I can go back by myself. Big Dragon can carry me, so I'll get there quickly. It'll only take a few days. I really don't want to trouble you..."

Liu Erlong folded her arms and looked down at him, the smile at the corners of her mouth full of mischief. "Weren't you just saying you'd spank your teacher when she got back? Why are you suddenly worried about her finding out you brought people back with you?"

"That's different!" Deng Tianxin's face flushed red. "Running my mouth is one thing. If she finds out I've been eating and living with you two for so long—no, I mean, with you two big sisters—won't she hang me outside Saintess Palace and beat me for three days and three nights?"

Only after he said it did he realize he'd let the whole truth slip. He hurriedly covered his mouth, but it was too late.

Tang Yuehua bent over laughing behind her hand, while Liu Erlong burst out laughing and pinched Deng Tianxin's cheeks, pulling them apart. "So you do know you'll get beaten for what you've been doing?"

"Mmph, mmph... Let go, let go!" Deng Tianxin finally escaped Liu Erlong's clutches. He covered his reddened cheeks and made one last righteous attempt to resist. "Anyway, I'm going back by myself. None of you are allowed to follow me! That's an order!"

Tang Yuehua and Liu Erlong exchanged a glance, then turned to Deng Tianxin at the same time, wearing two very different but equally knowing smiles.