Bibi Dong's Other Side

"Ha ha, cheap teacher, I'm back!"

Jiang Chen flew into Wuhun Hall with a hearty laugh.

"Everyone, stay alert!" the Wuhun Hall guards shouted.

"Why are you being so fierce? I'm the damn Holy Son of Wuhun Hall!"

Seeing the guards about to greet him with blades and spears, Jiang Chen hurriedly shouted. If he made a move, they would definitely lose their lives.

"If you're the Holy Son of Wuhun Hall, then I'm Gou Dan's damn father!"

Gou Dan: ...

As Jiang Chen drew closer, someone said, "Hey, Old Zhao, that really does seem to be the Holy Son!"

"Quick, go inform Her Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, the Holy Son has returned!"

A hint of joy appeared on Bibi Dong's worried face. "He's back?"

"Where is Xiao Chen? Take me to him, quickly!"

The guard led the way in front, while the joy on Bibi Dong's face could not be concealed. Her pace unconsciously quickened as well.

"Gou Dan, where's the Holy Son?"

"The Holy Son returned to Autumn Pavilion."

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the Holy Son... returned to Autumn Pavilion."

Bibi Dong glanced at the guard, then strode toward Autumn Pavilion.

After Bibi Dong left, the guard who had led the way finally breathed a sigh of relief and panted heavily.

Inside Autumn Pavilion, Jiang Chen returned to his room, intending to bathe and change clothes. Damn it, he had worn this outfit for more than two months while in the God Realm. Though dust did not easily cling to him, he truly could not accept it mentally.

"Jiang Chen, get out here!"

An angry voice rang through Autumn Pavilion.

Jiang Chen released his spiritual power and saw his cheap teacher storming into Autumn Pavilion. She was about to reach his room.

Looking at his naked body, Jiang Chen shouted, "Teacher, I'm not wearing any clothes!"

Bibi Dong gave a disdainful smile. "You think I'd believe that? You really have all sorts of strange excuses!"

The next moment, the door was pushed open.

"Xiao Chen, where have you been these past few days? Do you know how worried your teacher has been?!"

Bibi Dong pushed open the door and entered. Just as she was about to continue, she froze. Jiang Chen stood naked beside the tub, holding a garment in both hands.

Bibi Dong's exquisite cheeks flushed crimson, and her gaze blankly fell below Jiang Chen's waist, where a huge golden cudgel stood tall and unyielding.

Jiang Chen had not expected his cheap teacher to actually barge in. He had just been about to cover himself with some clothes, but now she had seen everything clearly.

"Cough, cough. Teacher, why are you here?" Jiang Chen covered himself and spoke awkwardly.

"Hmph, wasn't it because I was worried about you?" Bibi Dong came back to her senses, crossing her arms as she replied irritably.

"You must honestly tell me where you went these past three months. I'll wait outside, so hurry up!"

Watching Bibi Dong's departing figure, an improper image flashed through Jiang Chen's mind: Xiao Chen~ come play in the water~

Tsk, tsk!

"Teacher, your precious disciple really missed you!"

Jiang Chen spread his arms and eagerly went up for a hug.

Bibi Dong immediately dodged aside and said frostily, "You were gone for three months. How did you become so glib?"

"Teacher, three months apart felt like ten thousand years!"

Jiang Chen muttered aggrievedly.

Bibi Dong knew about her disciple's feelings for her, but whenever he saw a beautiful woman, he could not take his eyes off her. He was a complete lecher!

"Where did you run off to fool around these past three months?"

Jiang Chen's expression turned serious. "I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell you."

"Where else could you possibly have gone?"

"The Far North, the Star Dou Forest...?"

Jiang Chen nodded. "Teacher truly sees through everything, but I also went somewhere else."

"I took a stroll through a Divine Temple and killed over a hundred Third-Level Gods and Second-Level Gods."

Bibi Dong looked at Jiang Chen with an odd expression. "Well, well. You've really become something now, daring to lie to your teacher?"

Bibi Dong grabbed Jiang Chen by the ear. "Ah... Teacher, let go, it hurts!"

"I was wrong, okay?!"

Only then did Bibi Dong release him. "Your attitude isn't too bad."

"Teacher, you have no idea. That day, I fought until the God Realm was turned upside down. I directly killed the divine son of a top-tier faction, along with a hundred god-level guards, and even snatched the divine artifact of a Supreme God."

Bibi Dong clearly did not believe him. My precious disciple, aren't you boasting a little too much?

"Teacher, if you don't believe me, look!" Jiang Chen took the Ruyi Jingu Bang from his system space.

Boom—

In an instant, a pavilion was crushed beneath it. A massive golden staff stood upon the ground, driven dozens of meters deep into the earth.

Feeling the pressure emitted by the Ruyi Jingu Bang, Bibi Dong could not even raise her head and nearly wanted to kneel.

At that moment, a terrifying gaze seemed to notice the Ruyi Jingu Bang, and Jiang Chen immediately returned it to his system space.

"Teacher, do you believe me now?"

Bibi Dong was drenched in fragrant sweat, looking at Jiang Chen with resentment, like a jealous young lover.

"You're only a Soul Emperor, yet you dared to steal a divine artifact?" Bibi Dong was half-convinced that Jiang Chen had gone to the God Realm.

"Teacher, I've already become a god!"

Bibi Dong's face filled with shock. I'm only a Title Douluo, yet he has already become a god? Where did he get a Godhood inheritance?

Seeing that Bibi Dong still did not believe him, Jiang Chen immediately summoned his second martial soul. Nine crimson-gold soul rings and one faint, indistinct soul ring slowly appeared.

The innate pressure made Bibi Dong's heart tremble uncontrollably.

"He really is a god!"

Jiang Chen quickly put away his martial soul.

"A Soul Emperor when he left, a god when he returned. What a true monster!"

Jiang Chen chuckled. "Without a bit of talent, how could I be worthy of Teacher?"

Bibi Dong's expression froze for a moment before she asked, "Xiao Chen, whose Godhood did you inherit?"

Jiang Chen shook his head. "Teacher, I did not inherit any Godhood. I created my own Godhood and walk the path of the sword. I am the Sword God."

"Sword God?!" Bibi Dong murmured.

"With your current strength, wouldn't our plan to unify the continent be a sure victory?" Bibi Dong asked.

Jiang Chen nodded. "We will indeed win, but... Teacher, what we will conquer is the God Realm, and even the myriad heavens!"

"Unifying the continent is to ensure that this land will never again see the flames of war, and to give commoners the chance to become strong as well."

"The Advanced Soul Master Tournament in ten days, you..."

"Teacher, let Senior Sister lead the team this time. I'll just go take a look..."

"Very well. Then I'll leave first. Handle the rest as you see fit."

Bibi Dong tossed the Pope's token to Jiang Chen, then headed toward her own bedchamber.

Jiang Chen inhaled the faint lingering fragrance in the air, looking just like a perverted man.

No, bro, do you have some kind of special fetish?

Back in Autumn Pavilion, Jiang Chen pondered Godhood inheritances. Few people on the entire continent could inherit his Godhood. Those who inherited it could rely on it to become gods, gain a portion of the power of the sword path, and also strengthen his own divine power. It was somewhat like faith—the more flourishing it was, the stronger he became.

Jiang Chen slapped his forehead, suddenly thinking of someone.

Who was the best sword user in Douluo One? Naturally, it was Sword Douluo Chen Xin!

"Ha ha, Uncle Sword, do you want me to give you a great opportunity?"