The Little Guy Is Quite Shy

Thinking of immortal herbs, a person immediately appeared in Lu Chen's mind.

Dugu Bo.

One of the biggest suckers in the original story.

Despite guarding a treasure trove like the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, he had no idea of its true value, and both he and his granddaughter were constantly suffering from the backlash of their own toxins.

In the end, when Tang San arrived, not only did he fail to solve the poison problem, but the immortal herb resources were also completely exploited.

Thinking of this, Lu Chen couldn't help but start calculating.

He wondered if the current Dugu Bo had already found the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

After returning from obtaining his soul ring this time, perhaps he could find an opportunity to have his teacher go take a look at the Sunset Forest.

Bibi Dong was unaware of the thoughts in Lu Chen's mind.

She asked Hu Liena about some details regarding her cultivation, including whether her soul power circulation was smooth, if there had been progress in her recent combat training, and her mastery of charm-type abilities.

Hu Liena answered each one earnestly.

Lu Chen listened quietly from the side.

Although this content wasn't specifically meant for him, it was still very valuable to him.

The cultivation details in the real Douluo Continent were far more complex than what was described in the novel.

For instance, even when it came to increasing soul power, the focus of cultivation for different martial souls was completely different.

Likewise, soul skills required constant training to be truly mastered.

The original work could gloss over things in a single sentence, but the real world would not.

Bibi Dong had high expectations for Hu Liena, but every piece of feedback was precise. As Lu Chen listened, he gained a better sense of judgment for his own future cultivation.

After a while, Bibi Dong concluded her questioning.

"That is all for today."

Hu Liena nodded respectfully: "Yes, Teacher."

Bibi Dong looked at her: "Go back and rest; resume your cultivation as usual tomorrow."

Hu Liena acknowledged this, then couldn't help but glance at Lu Chen.

"Junior Brother, follow Teacher to obtain your soul ring tomorrow and listen to her instructions."

Lu Chen nodded: "Understood, Senior Sister."

Only then did Hu Liena depart.

Once Hu Liena had left, the Saintess Hall became much quieter.

Bibi Dong looked at Lu Chen: "Let's go."

Lu Chen followed her.

He followed Bibi Dong to the room where she rested.

It was quieter here than outside, and it carried a greater sense of the majesty belonging to the Pope.

The layout was not overly complicated, yet it was neat and solemn in every detail.

Bibi Dong pointed to a daybed that had been set up nearby at her request.

"You will sleep there tonight."

Lu Chen looked over, feeling a slight sense of relief in his heart.

The daybed was not too far from Bibi Dong's bed, separated by a hanging curtain, which was convenient for keeping watch while maintaining a proper distance.

This was much more reasonable.

When he heard Bibi Dong say earlier that he would be staying the night with her, he couldn't help but overthink for a moment.

Now it seemed Bibi Dong had arranged things clearly; she was only having him stay in the same room temporarily to suppress the Rakshasa Evil Thought.

Lu Chen nodded: "Yes, Teacher."

Bibi Dong glanced at him, seemingly noticing his relaxation, and a faint curve appeared at the corner of her lips.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Lu Chen said with a straight face: "It is not fear, but since it is my first time staying here with you, Teacher, I am not quite used to it."

Bibi Dong did not expose him.

"Wash up and rest; we have a journey to make tomorrow."

"Yes."

Not long after Lu Chen finished washing up, Bibi Dong went to the bathroom.

Lu Chen was left alone in the room.

He sat on the edge of the daybed, his entire body still somewhat tense.

Although they were not sharing the same bed, this was, after all, Bibi Dong's room.

For Lu Chen, this experience was still incredibly unique.

Having lived two lifetimes, this was truly the first time he had spent the night in the same room as a woman under such circumstances.

Moreover, that woman was none other than Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Douluo Continent.

The very thought of it was absurd.

A faint sound of water came from the bathroom.

Lu Chen forced himself to calm down.

He knew that the most important reason Bibi Dong had made this arrangement was not for intimacy, but because his Leugocyte martial soul could suppress the Rakshasa Evil Thought.

For Bibi Dong, this might be the first time in years she had found a way to alleviate her own affliction.

Since that was the case, all he had to do now was remain steady and not act too strangely.

Lu Chen lay down on the daybed and pulled the quilt over himself.

Yet, his body remained somewhat stiff.

Everything that had happened during the day flashed through his mind repeatedly.

In just one short day, he had gone from being a child in an orphanage to the personal disciple of the Spirit Hall Pope.

The change was simply too immense.

Lu Chen closed his eyes, but his heart gradually calmed down.

This was exactly the starting point he needed.

As long as he could secure his current position, he would have the opportunity to utilize the resources of Spirit Hall to grow rapidly.

Not long after, the bathroom door opened.

Bibi Dong walked out wearing a purple bathrobe, her long hair still slightly damp. She appeared less sharp and more relaxed than she had during the day.

She gently stretched her shoulders and back, sensing the state of her mind.

It was exactly as she had thought.

As long as Lu Chen was by her side, the effects of the Rakshasa Evil Thought were significantly diminished.

That cold, chaotic sensation that constantly eroded her sanity was suppressed by an invisible force.

Although it had not disappeared entirely, it was no longer as pronounced as it usually was.

If the distance were even closer, the effect might be even better.

This thought flashed through Bibi Dong's mind, but she quickly suppressed it.

Lu Chen was, after all, only a six-year-old child, and she was his teacher; the necessary boundaries had to be maintained.

She walked to the bedside and her gaze fell upon the daybed.

Lu Chen had buried half of his face in the quilt and appeared motionless, though his tense shoulders betrayed the fact that he was not truly asleep.

Bibi Dong watched this scene and chuckled softly.

"Little one, you're quite shy."

Lu Chen heard her, but he decided to pretend he hadn't.

Bibi Dong did not continue to tease him.

She simply extinguished a few lamps to soften the light in the room, then lay down on the bed.

"Sleep, little Chen."

Lu Chen replied in a low voice, "Yes, Teacher."

The room fell silent.

However, the quieter it became, the more Lu Chen could feel his own heartbeat.

Although there was distance and a curtain between them, the fact that Bibi Dong was just a short distance away made it difficult for him to fully relax for the moment.

He could only keep telling himself that he was now a six-year-old child, that he was Bibi Dong's newly accepted disciple, and that this was merely a temporary arrangement between teacher and student.

Don't overthink it.

Don't court death.

Don't reveal any flaws.

On the other side, after Bibi Dong lay down, her mood was calmer than it had ever been.

Usually, whenever the night grew deep and quiet, the Rakshasa Evil Thought would become even more pronounced.

Those dark, twisted thoughts filled with resentment and the desire for destruction would constantly churn in her mind, making it difficult for her to truly sleep.

But tonight was different.

Lu Chen was just a short distance away.

Even without being released, the Leugocyte martial soul acted like some sort of invisible barrier, preventing those evil thoughts from affecting her as they had in the past.

Bibi Dong closed her eyes, savoring a long-lost sense of peace.

It had been a long time since she felt this comfortable.

The importance she placed on Lu Chen in her heart deepened even further because of this.

This child was not only a possessor of a god-level martial soul and a genius with innate soul power at level twenty, but he was also, quite possibly, the key to her escaping the influence of the Rakshasa Evil Thought.

No matter what, she had to keep Lu Chen by her side and nurture him well.

The moment this thought surfaced, Bibi Dong felt sleepiness slowly wash over her.

She did not resist.

Soon, the room fell completely silent.

The night passed without a word.