Spirit City, Pope bedroom.
Sure enough, as soon as Su Yun and Qian Renxue stepped out of the transmission channel, Salas came up to them with a grimace on their faces.
"Your Highness, Your Excellency she... has already smashed twelve teacups today."
There was an obvious cry in Salas's voice.
"I'm begging you, please go and coax her. If this continues, our Pope Palace tea set budget will be overrun."
Su Yun The corners of his mouth twitched.
Twelve?
Is this billed by the hour?
"Okay, brother understands. Please step back first."
Su Yun waved away Salas, straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and opened the door to the palace.
Inside the palace, the lights are brightly lit.
Bibi Dong is sitting on the soft couch in front of the window, wearing a dark purple home dress that makes her skin look like cream.
She was holding the Diary Copy book in her hand, staring at a certain line of words on it with Youyou eyes.
Su Yun took a sneak peek and found that it was exactly what he wrote Silver Dragon King Na'er. It was indeed the tsundere part of a tsundere.
It's over.
Dong'er's wife is savoring his evidence over and over again.
"Dong'er..."
As soon as Su Yun spoke, Bibi Dong slowly raised his head. Those lavender eyes were like Ten Thousand Year Black Ice, so cold that it made people's scalp numb.
"Back?"
Two words, so bland and devoid of any emotion.
But Su Yun has lived for so long and knows exactly what this tone means.
The calm before the storm.
"Well, I'm back."
Su Yun walked up to Bibi Dong obediently, sat down on the low stool at her feet, and looked up at her with a sincere expression like a husky that had made a mistake.
"Silver Dragon Hall's business over there is done. I just sent a message, but nothing happened."
"Nothing happened?"
The corners of Bibi Dong's mouth raised slightly, but that smile sent shivers down Su Yun's spine.
She raised Diary Copy in her hand, and her slender fingers accurately pointed at a certain line of words.
"Then what does the phrase Silver Dragon King cry till the pear blossoms are wet with rain mean?"
"And what does this sentence about going from minus fifty to plus ten mean?"
Bibi Dong's voice was word by word, and each word seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth.
"And this sentence: Strategy objectives for SSS+ difficulty."
"Su Yun, can you explain to me why you went to the Silver Dragon Hall to spread the message?"
Su Yun The cold sweat on his forehead suddenly fell down.
Damn Diary Copy!
I forget this every time I write in my diary!
"Um...Dong'er wife, please listen to my explanation."
Su Yun quickly raised his hands in surrender.
"The word strategy is a diplomatic term in my hometown! Yes! A diplomatic term! It means establishing friendly relations. It has no other meaning at all!"
"Oh?"
Bibi Dong raised his eyebrows. Instead of dissipating, the coldness became even stronger.
"Then my brother's fish pond will have another big fish, is it also a diplomatic term?"
Su Yun: "..."
"And this sentence."
Bibi Dong Turn to another page.
"Brother likes to conquer Tsundere the most."
"Su Yun, tell me, in your eyes, I am just a fish to be captured by you?"
Bibi Dong's tone was still calm, but Su Yun noticed that the knuckles of her fingers holding Diary Copy had turned white.
This is no ordinary anger.
This is really sad.
Su Yun felt soft in his heart and put away his playful smile.
He stretched out his hand and gently held Bibi Dong's slightly trembling hand.
"Dong'er."
Su Yun's voice is deep and serious.
"Brother did write a lot of outrageous words in his diary. Because that's his way of expressing himself. I'm used to being a bitch and I can't change it."
"But there are some words that I mean seriously."
He looked into Bibi Dong's eyes and spoke word by word.
"You are not a fish."
"You are the first person who truly makes my heart beat after I traveled to this world."
"He is someone I am willing to work hard for and change for."
"Those strategies and fish ponds written by me have never been applicable to you."
"Because from the beginning, you were not in the fish pond."
"You are here."
Su Yun let go of Bibi Dong's hand and pointed at his heart.
Bibi Dong was stunned.
She could feel the warmth from Su Yun's palms, and could see that there was no falsehood in his eyes as deep as the stars.
This bastard...
It happens every time.
First make her angry, and then say a bunch of things that make her heart beat faster.
"You think you can get away with saying a few nice words?"
Bibi Dong turned his head away, not wanting Su Yun to see his slightly red eyes.
"I'm not that easy to coax."
"Brother knows."
Su Yun stood up and put his arm around Bibi Dong's shoulders from behind very naturally.
"So I brought a gift."
"Gift?"
There was a hint of curiosity in Bibi Dong's tone.
Su Yun took out something from System Space.
It was a silver crystal, crystal clear, with a star-like light flowing inside.
"This is what Silver Dragon's Tear. Silver Dragon King dropped when she was crying just now."
Su Yun placed the crystal in the palm of Bibi Dong's hand.
"Silver Dragon's Tear is one of the most precious materials in the entire universe. The elixir refined with it can make any Martial Soul evolve again."
"Brother, I brought it back for you."
Bibi Dong looked down at the soft silver crystal in his hand, and the last trace of anger in his heart finally disappeared.
"Enemies..."
She cursed in a low voice, but her tone was full of helplessness and endearment.
"You used this method to coax each of those women into your hands, right?"
"No way. Brother is sincere to everyone."
Su Yun chuckled, and when Bibi Dong wasn't paying attention, he kissed her gently on her smooth and jade-like forehead.
"Especially to you."
Bibi Dong's body stiffened slightly, and then he leaned lightly on Su Yun's shoulder.
The two sat quietly like this for a while, with the moonlight outside the window falling like water on them.
At this quiet moment, Su Yun's mind suddenly heard a system prompt.
[Ding! It is detected that Tang San (half-year mushroom form) is dead]
[Cause of death: trampled by a passing wild boar]
[Wheel of Fate is activated and is undergoing its fourth reincarnation...]
[The fourth reincarnation: three-month-old moss]
[Estimated life span: twelve hours (high chance of being dried by the sun)]
Su Yun: "..."
Little San, the more you live, the more you go back.
From Sausage Lizard to earthworms, from earthworms to mushrooms, and now to moss?
If this trend continues, will I be reincarnated a few more times and become a speck of dust?
Su Yun couldn't help but add a sentence to Diary.
[An interesting fact today: Tang San died again. This time it was a mushroom that was crushed by a wild boar. The fourth reincarnation turned into moss.]
[Wheel of Fate is really interesting. It forces Tang San to reincarnate continuously, but because the luck has returned to zero, the form of each reincarnation is getting lower and lower.]
[If we continue at this speed, after a dozen times, Tang San will become a molecule? An atom? A quark?]
[He won't even be able to maintain his sense of self by then, right?]
[Hehe, this is worse than death. Death is a pleasure after all. In his situation, he can never die, but he can never live well.]
[Brother suddenly felt a little sympathy for him.]
[...]
[Forget it, one second is enough. Who told him to have ideas about my brother back then? He deserves it.]
Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment when he saw the updated content on Diary Copy.
"Moss? Tang San turned into moss?"
The corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily.
Although she has a blood feud with the Tang Clan, seeing the former Son of the Plane reduced to such a state, she still feels that the world is really absurd sometimes.
"Okay, don't worry about that trash."
Bibi Dong sat up straight, regaining the dignity of Pope.
"Let's get down to business. What useful information did you get from Silver Dragon King?"
Su Yun restrained his playful smile and told Bibi Dong exactly what Silver Dragon King revealed about "Abyss of Fate".
"Abyss of Fate... the end of the universe..."
Bibi Dong pondered for a moment.
"Sounds far away. When do you plan to go?"
"No rush."
Su Yun shook his head.
"Although my current strength is top-notch in the Douluo Continent and Divine Realm, it is not enough to face the unknown existence at the end of the universe."
"Brother must continue to become stronger."
Su Yun stood up and walked to the window, his eyes deep.
"Next, I plan to do three things."
"First, use Silver Dragon's Tear to help you and Xue'er evolve again to Martial Soul."
"Second, return to Star Dou Forest and use the power of Tree of Life to continue to improve everyone's strength."
"Third..."
Su Yun turned his head and showed a meaningful smile to Bibi Dong.
"Go to the Sun Moon Continent."
"Sun Moon Continent?"
Bibi Dong frowned slightly.
"That continent known for its Soul Tool civilization? What are you doing there?"
"Engage in technology."
Su Yun The corners of his mouth rose.
"Soul Tool, if combined with the god-level Martial Soul, its power is unimaginable."
"Brother plans to go to the Sun Moon Continent, learn from their most advanced Soul Tool Technology, and then integrate it with my Law of Causality system."
"At that time, I will be able to build a real interdimensional teleporter and go directly to the end of the universe."
Bibi Dong looked at Su Yun's ambitious eyes, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.
This man's goal has never been just a small Douluo Continent.
His gaze has been looking at the entire universe from the beginning.
"When are you leaving?"
"In two days."
Su Yun walked back to Bibi Dong, bent down and kissed her gently on the lips.
"I'll stay with you tonight. I haven't been back for a few days and I miss you."
Bibi Dong's pretty face turned slightly red, and she gave Su Yun a gentle push.
"Glib tongue."
"But you like it."
"... get out of here."
"Okay, get on the bed."
"Su Yun!!!"
His Holiness the Pope's angry shouts and Su Yun's shameless laughter came from the bedroom.
Salas outside the door listened to the movement inside, turned around silently, and quietly retreated with a group of attendants.
Well, tonight's Pope Palace doesn't need to keep a vigil!