Beauty Emerging from Her Bath, Bibi Dong Couldn't Tell Who Was the Boss, Reins Domination!

Bibi Dong was stunned.

She had soaked in the water for half the night without anyone disturbing her.

Yet the moment she stood up to catch some air, Qian Ni arrived.

How could there be such a coincidence?!

What was she supposed to do now?

Cover her chest and scream like a little girl?

She was the Pope of Spirit Hall. That would be far too undignified!

Or should she strike and kill him on the spot?

The moment that thought surfaced, Bibi Dong recalled the sight of countless Black Tides bowing in the darkness before Qian Ni left the group.

She also remembered how, years ago, when Qian Ni awakened his dark power, he had torn apart Bibi Dong's consciousness and allowed the Saintess Personality to be born.

Hmph! It's just skin and flesh. So what if he sees it!

I am the Pope of Spirit Hall, and he is the Qian Clan's adopted son. He is also one of Spirit Hall's people!

No matter what, he must contribute his strength to the Hall's great cause!

Bibi Dong silently found excuses for herself and turned around while feigning composure.

Just as she was about to pick up her clothes, she discovered that the garments piled beside her had been stepped on by a tall, pitch-black monster.

The monster had an elaborate crown-like crest and a ferocious appearance, its numerous foreclaws gleaming with a dark golden sheen.

Its aura was even more terrifying. Though it had not reached the Hundred-Thousand-Year level, its oppressive presence far surpassed that of ordinary Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts!

The Saintess Personality Bibi Dong maintained her inexplicable Pope-like bearing and refused to cover herself, unwilling to lose her dignity.

Qian Ni, meanwhile, followed the principle that only fools turned down a free advantage and simply enjoyed