Saint Dong: Master, Go Easy, I Can't Take It

"Do I... do I need to take my clothes off?"

When Saint Bibi Dong asked that question, the entire world beneath the Sky Screen seemed to have been paused. There was not a single sound, and the silence was terrifying.

"Gulp."

No one knew whose swallowing sound that was.

Then, similar sounds began rising one after another.

The viewers looked at one another and saw the strange expressions on each other's faces. Some even hurriedly covered themselves up before staring unblinkingly at the Sky Screen.

This was far too taboo.

Could the Sky Screen possibly show Saint Bibi Dong bathing? She was the Saint of Spirit Hall, the future Pope, the most noble woman on the continent!

Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong's expression froze.

She remained silent as her gaze swept across the elders and bishops in the hall. Every one of them lowered their heads, but who knew whether their hearts were burning with excitement?

Soto City. The eyes of the middle-aged flat-haired man nearly spat fire.

How could Yu Xiaogang, who regarded Bibi Dong as his most treasured possession, tolerate a beautiful sight he himself had never seen being exposed to the eyes of the entire continent?

"Damn Lu Xuan! It's all because of you, insisting on some medicinal bath!"

Yu Xiaogang glared resentfully, his mood violent.

Yet his eyes remained fixed on the Sky Screen, and he could not bear to look away for even a second...

Sky Screen timeline—

Lu Xuan looked at Bibi Dong as though she were an idiot.

Why was this disciple so foolish?

Did she expect to keep herself wrapped up tightly during a medicinal bath without taking off her clothes?

After she finished soaking, even her white underwear would be dyed brown by the medicinal liquid. What, was she rich enough to wear disposable underwear only once?

"Don't ask such stupid questions again."

"How are you supposed to absorb the medicinal properties and energy in the bath while wearing clothes?"

Bibi Dong stammered,

"B-but I..."

Lu Xuan impatiently cut her off. "Enough with the buts!"

"I'll put screens around you and seal off the ceiling too. Even if I didn't, couldn't you set them up yourself? Be more direct when you speak from now on!"

Saint Bibi Dong nodded pitifully.

"Oh, I understand."

Lu Xuan said,

"Move it. You dawdle over everything; no wonder you're still only a Soul King at seventeen."

Bibi Dong: "..."

In Spirit Hall, she had been a genius adored by all, but with Lu Xuan, she had become a burdensome weakling he disliked. The contrast was deeply discouraging.

Still, Bibi Dong secretly made up her mind.

She would work hard. One day, she would make Lu Xuan praise her personally and show him that she, Bibi Dong, was not some delicate, helpless girl. She had plenty of strength and plenty of means!

With a wave of Lu Xuan's hand, several dark purple screens flew from his storage soul tool and settled around the enormous cauldron, sealing it tightly. Then, a sheet of cloth completely covered the ceiling.

"Is this good enough now? Feel safe?"

Bibi Dong softly thanked him, then stepped into the screened-off area. Rustling sounds followed, along with the faint noise of clothes falling to the floor. The sounds were so soft that only Lu Xuan, standing nearby, could hear them.

As for the viewers outside the Sky Screen...

All they could see was a neat, square purple box.

Countless viewers sighed deeply in their hearts, feeling an indescribable regret.

Some female viewers, however, were full of disdain.

"Your wish didn't come true, did it? Did you really think Her Holiness the Pope's sacred body was something people like you could look at?"

At that moment, the Sky Screen flickered and suddenly turned blurry. Countless black and white blocks interlaced across it—it was clearly mosaic censorship!

"Damn it, what's going on?"

"We can't see anything anyway, so why bother?"

"Who does this Sky Screen not trust? Everyone here is a righteous gentleman as composed and virtuous as a Supreme Douluo!"

"Impressive. This Sky Screen is pretty wholesome. Anything unsuitable for children fails the review."

Papal Palace.

Pope Bibi Dong let out a long breath.

It seemed that even without the screens Lu Xuan had arranged, the Sky Screen would not expose her privacy to the public.

Otherwise, she truly would have dragged the entire world down with her!

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang's indignant shouting abruptly stopped. For some reason, he felt an indescribable sense of regret...

These people were all poor students.

The truly outstanding scholars, such as Ye Qingshui, the head of the Nine-Hearted Begonia Clan; Yang Wudi, the patriarch of the Clan of Destruction; and even Chrysanthemum Douluo at the Icefire Yin Yang Well, had already written down the formula for Lu Xuan's medicinal bath and were using everything they had learned in their lives to deduce and understand it.

Of course, they could only analyze it from the perspective of pharmacology. They could not reproduce it, because they lacked the materials Lu Xuan had used.

Only Chrysanthemum Douluo...

"Other than the blood of a Supreme Douluo, all I'm missing now is Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue!"

"Supreme Douluo, I love you! Mwah!"

Sky Screen timeline—

For some reason, Lu Xuan suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and even shuddered.

"What bastard is thinking about me?"

Lu Xuan shook his head and reached his hand into the purple screen enclosure...

Whatever. The important thing was to get on with business.

The Sky Screen broadcast this scene live, immediately triggering waves of shocked cries.

"What is the Supreme Douluo doing? Her Holiness the Pope is taking a medicinal bath inside. Did he put his hand in there because he wants to molest Her Holiness the Pope?"

"Fuck, I really thought those screens were there to block the view. In the end, they were actually there to add some excitement?"

"When people can't see, their sense of touch becomes especially sharp. The Supreme Douluo is an expert. If I get the chance, I must sit down and discuss this with him!"

"Will you all shut up? Why do you make such a fuss over every little thing? Will it kill you to watch patiently? Is there nothing in your heads except filthy thoughts...?"

Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong's expression was calm, as if her heart were as still as water.

But her breathing had become more hurried than usual.

Yu Xiaogang began cursing Lu Xuan out of jealousy.

"Does that bastard have even the slightest semblance of a teacher? Damn it, if only I could travel to the time and place shown by the Sky Screen. I would definitely take Dong'er as my disciple before Lu Xuan did..."

Sky Screen timeline—

"Ah!"

"Master, you can't!"

Saint Bibi Dong let out a startled cry.

Lu Xuan's face darkened as he said speechlessly,

"What are you screaming for? You can't, my ass!"

"Grab my hand. I'll use soul power to guide you in refining the immense essence in the medicinal bath. Remember the path my soul power takes! Hurry up. The sooner you remember it, the sooner I can let go!"

A soft, warm hand shyly grasped Lu Xuan's palm, fumbling until their fingers intertwined...

Lu Xuan:?

Did she not know how to hold someone's hand normally?

Lu Xuan was truly exhausted.

He silently sighed. A vast stream of soul power flowed over, helping Bibi Dong channel the enormous amount of essence entering her body and guiding it through her limbs and bones...

"Mm—"

"Master, it's too fast. I can't take it."

"G-go easy, slower..."

Lu Xuan finally reached his limit and angrily rebuked her,

"Bibi Dong! Shut your mouth!"

"From now on, you are not allowed to say another word. If you open your mouth again, I'll throw you into the Cold Pool to go swimming! Even if you can't take it, you will take it!"

He, Lu Xuan, was a mighty peak expert. Of course his soul power was this vast and this fierce!

If she could not take it, that only meant Bibi Dong was too weak. She should reflect on herself properly!

Inside the medicinal cauldron.

Bibi Dong bit her red lips, tears shimmering in her eyes. She felt terribly wronged.

Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue combined with ten-thousand-year spirit herbs, the essence formed from the mingling waters of the Icefire Yin Yang Well, and even Lu Xuan's own blood essence—how could such immense medicinal potency be easily refined?

For the sake of convenience, Lu Xuan had used fierce medicine and added it in massive quantities. Even though he could help Bibi Dong refine it from the side, he had no choice but to use enormous soul power when facing that vast amount of essence.

To Bibi Dong, it felt like a raging torrent was crashing recklessly through her body. Her meridians were violently widened, then repaired by the medicinal effects. It truly felt awful.

Clearly, her teacher had failed to consider things properly, yet he blamed her for making noise.

Her teacher was too domineering...

At last, the space behind the screens became quiet.

Only a few suppressed moans occasionally drifted out.

They came and went faintly, teasing the heart like strands of hair.