A Token of Love

The two traveled at a moderate pace, arriving in Soto City exactly one day later.

Soto City, Rose Hotel.

"Bibi Dong, are we really staying here?"

Ling Feng felt that Bibi Dong was being a bit too proactive; if things continued like this, how was he supposed to hold his ground?

"What? Is there a problem with this hotel?" Bibi Dong asked.

"If we don't stay here, we'll have no choice but to stay at the local Spirit Hall branch."

"Staying at a Spirit Hall facility while out on a journey would be far too dull."

"Let's hurry and check in. It's still early, so we can still get some cultivation done," Bibi Dong said.

Ling Feng felt a bit helpless. One look at the layout of this hotel made it obvious that it was a couple-themed establishment.

She had chosen this place, and she definitely had ulterior motives.

Bibi Dong was not short on money, so she booked a suite that included two bedrooms and a living room.

"Ling Feng, what is this for?" Bibi Dong asked curiously.

Sure enough, as soon as Ling Feng walked into the room, he realized this hotel was not exactly wholesome.

He followed Bibi Dong's gaze and saw several straps made of light gauze hanging down above the bed.

Candlelight filtered through pink lampshades, casting a thin veil over the entire room.

There were also handrails visible everywhere. Having lived two lifetimes, Ling Feng knew exactly what these things were for at first glance.

Seeing that Bibi Dong seemed genuinely ignorant of their purpose, Ling Feng explained, "This is probably for swinging."

"Swinging? Why would one swing on a bed?" Bibi Dong was puzzled.

It was her first time staying at a hotel like this; she had always stayed in accommodations arranged by Spirit Hall before.

Ling Feng didn't know how to explain it to her. Bibi Dong stepped forward and suddenly noticed an illustrated booklet resting on the nightstand.

She opened it out of curiosity and instantly understood what the 'swing' was for.

Bibi Dong blushed and immediately snapped the booklet shut.

"Bibi Dong, what's wrong?" Ling Feng walked over, wanting to see what she had discovered.

"You are not allowed to look!" Bibi Dong immediately tucked the booklet into her storage soul tool.

"Alright then!" Seeing Bibi Dong's flushed face, Ling Feng knew exactly what the contents of that booklet were.

Some themed hotels provided creative works matching their theme to enhance the atmosphere for guests.

Since this was a couple's hotel, that booklet was likely an erotic manual or some smutty literature.

Bibi Dong glanced at the swing, then at Ling Feng, and the images she had just seen in the booklet suddenly flashed through her mind.

Only, she had automatically replaced the people in the illustrations with herself and Ling Feng.

I never imagined there were so many ways to play, Bibi Dong thought, feeling as though her mind had been tainted.

"Should we find somewhere else to stay?" Ling Feng asked.

"Ah? Why should we move?" Bibi Dong was reluctant to leave.

Ling Feng said, "This room has probably been occupied by many people..."

Before he could finish, Bibi Dong immediately understood what he meant. The rooms in this hotel were likely just trysting spots for others.

The moment she thought about the traces left behind by those couples everywhere, Bibi Dong felt nauseated.

"Fine, let's go somewhere else," Bibi Dong compromised.

Although she wasn't a germaphobe, she didn't want to stay in a place like this, yet she also didn't want to stay at a Spirit Hall facility.

After a brief discussion, the two decided to set up a tent and camp in the wilderness, which was the standard practice for soul masters out on a journey.

As night fell, Ling Feng and Bibi Dong cultivated inside the tent.

Bibi Dong suddenly noticed that Ling Feng's soul power aura seemed to have changed into something different.

What is going on? Why is my martial soul being affected by Ling Feng's aura?

Previously, it had always been Ling Feng's martial soul that was influenced by her aura, but today, it was the other way around.

She actually felt a sense of suppression, an urge to submit.

Her martial soul was the Death Spider Emperor, and she had seen Ling Feng's martial soul before—it was a Demon Spider.

Logically, she should have been the one suppressing Ling Feng.

However, Bibi Dong didn't dwell on it; she was happy that Ling Feng had grown stronger.

Because the aura emanating from Ling Feng was something she found deeply intoxicating.

Furthermore, cultivating by Ling Feng's side, she discovered that her cultivation speed was not inferior to the speed she achieved in the mimicry cultivation rooms in Spirit City.

Late at night, the two finished their cultivation.

Ling Feng sighed with some regret; he realized that the bonus Bibi Dong provided to his cultivation had become negligible.

"Is it because my martial soul evolved?"

This was the first time Ling Feng had cultivated with Bibi Dong since his martial soul evolved into the Rakshasa Spider Emperor.

"Forget it, if it's gone, it's gone."

Since his martial soul's evolution, his cultivation speed had become worlds apart from what it once was.

Even without the bonus from Bibi Dong's Spider Emperor aura, his cultivation speed was far superior to before.

"Bibi Dong, we have to be on our way tomorrow, let's get some rest early!" Ling Feng reminded her.

"Alright!"

Bibi Dong also ceased her cultivation, but instead of leaving Ling Feng's tent, she lay down directly beside him.

"Bibi Dong, this is my tent; yours is next door," Ling Feng reminded her.

Bibi Dong did not answer, nor did she get up.

The atmosphere suddenly turned somewhat strange, and Ling Feng suddenly understood Bibi Dong's intention: She wants to devour me.

The soul power aura occasionally emitted while the two were cultivating had kept the nearby insects from daring to chirp.

The tent was very quiet, and both could hear the other's increasingly heavy breathing.

Finally, Bibi Dong could no longer restrain herself; she rose and hooked her arms around Ling Feng's neck.

Not long after, because the two had stopped cultivating, the sounds of insects and frogs chirping began to ring out outside once more—they were calling for mates.

Inside the tent, Ling Feng suddenly felt a cold, stinging pain at the center of his brow.

This stinging sensation immediately jolted him awake from his infatuation; it was Rakshasa Bibi Dong who had made a move.

Ling Feng could only push Bibi Dong away with great difficulty and help her tidy her clothes.

"Ling Feng, do you not like me?" Bibi Dong felt quite displeased at being pushed away by Ling Feng.

Ling Feng shook his head and said, "I fear there is someone watching us from outside!"

Bibi Dong understood Ling Feng's meaning and also thought of her own guardian, who was likely watching her from the shadows.

At the mere thought of this, Bibi Dong's passion quickly cooled.

"I'll make them leave right now! Besides, I won't encounter any danger anyway," Bibi Dong said angrily.

"Don't!" Ling Feng stopped Bibi Dong.

If he let them leave, wouldn't that be the same as telling Qian Xunji directly that he and Bibi Dong were together?

Ling Feng said, "If the love between two hearts is eternal, why does it need to be day and night together?"

"Once we have both grown stronger, no one will dare to spy on us."

Upon hearing Ling Feng's words, Bibi Dong felt her heart skip a beat, and she murmured to herself, "If the love between two hearts is eternal..."

"I knew you liked me too!" Bibi Dong said happily.

"Keep your voice down, how embarrassing would it be if someone heard us?" Ling Feng whispered.