Wang Feng, the Masseuse

"How about we find an opportunity to go back to the Spirit Hall and find him?"

Although she is currently infiltrating Heaven Dou City, she can still find an excuse to leave and return to the Spirit Hall.

However, after thinking about Bibi Dong, she gave up the idea.

If she goes back without completing the task, she'll definitely Bibi Dong.

Although she hated this woman, she still hoped to gain her approval.

"I should write back. Although I can't go back, Wang Feng can come find me."

Qian Renxue secretly praised herself for her cleverness, then wrote a letter back to Wang Feng, asking him to come to Heaven Dou City to see her when he had time, and to practice the Martial Soul Fusion Skill together.

She admitted that she enjoyed the wonderful feeling of their Divine Power fusion in the Light Purifying Spirit Realm when they cultivated the Wang Feng Martial Soul Fusion Skill together.

However, Qian Renxue was unaware that the man she longed for was being secretly taken advantage of by a woman in the Spirit Hall.

A day and a night passed quietly as the two interacted.

Initially, Bibi Dong held the initiative, as she, as the Pope, liked to be in control, which was part of her personality. Moreover, she was completing the Rakshasa God's Eighth Divine Trial, so she naturally had to finish her own task herself.

However, later on, Wang Feng refused to be left behind and turned the tables, taking the initiative to help Bibi Dong complete the Eighth Divine Trial.

Even though Bibi Dong, as the Pope, knew that Wang Feng had taken the initiative to help her complete the Eighth Divine Trial and that she was in a passive position, she always maintained the authority befitting Pope and always held up the air of being Wang Feng's teacher.

At the same time, she told herself that everything she was doing now was just an opportunity she was giving to Wang Feng so that Wang Feng could take the initiative. She wanted Wang Feng to help her complete the Eighth Divine Trial. Of course, this was just Bibi Dong's idea.

After a long time, inside the secret room.

The huge secret room originally contained only a stone platform and two stone benches, with two soft cushions placed on the benches.

It seems that Bibi Dong had made preparations beforehand.

Wang Feng sat cross-legged on the stone bench, looking at Bibi Dong 'Bibi Dong beautiful face. Thinking of the injuries she had suffered, he asked with concern, "Teacher, are you alright now? Why don't we take a break? Even if we're going to complete the Eighth Divine Trial, we don't need to push ourselves so hard!"

Bibi Dong frowned, thinking of the unfinished Rakshasa God's Eighth Divine Trial. She frowned again, maintaining her Pope's dignity as she issued the order to Wang Feng, "For the sake of the Divine Trial, continue."

Wang Feng's waist muscles tensed as he said, "I understand, teacher. Actually, I don't blame you at all, and I don't hate you, really. In fact, I liked you a little the day I met you. Now, I'm quite happy to help you complete the Eighth Divine Trial. However, I like your aloof expression even more."

Bibi Dong bit her lip tightly, remaining silent and trying her best to maintain the dignity befitting Pope: "I know."

Bibi Dong was extremely confident in her beauty; wasn't it only natural that Wang Feng liked her?

Wang Feng then carefully felt Bibi Dong's heartbeat.

"Teacher, your heart is beating so fast, are you too tired? Why don't we take a break? We still have a long time ahead of us." Wang Feng said with a mischievous smile, but then he looked at Bibi Dong's expression and saw that she was still determined to complete the Eighth Divine Trial, so he tried his best to help her.

Bibi Dong remained silent, giving Wang Feng a stern look. "Don't you know why her heart is beating so fast?"

In the Green Source Space, Xiao Wu's little feet were playing in the lake, and as her feet moved, ripples spread out on the lake's surface.

She no longer cares much about Wang Feng and Bibi Dong's relationship.

After watching for a whole day and night, she had gotten somewhat used to it.

However, she was still somewhat shocked by Wang Feng's proficiency, especially when he was with Bibi Dong.

At this moment, Xiao Wu secretly opened her eyes and looked outside; she was also somewhat curious about Wang Feng.

Then, two more days passed, and in the secret room, on the stone platform.

Bibi Dong finally leaned weakly against Wang Feng's chest, gasping for air.

Having nearly fainted just now, Bibi Dong looked up at Wang Feng, feeling extremely ashamed and annoyed.

However, she didn't say anything yet, and soon fell asleep in Wang Feng's arms.

Wang Feng held Bibi Dong in his arms, feeling a surge of emotions.

Bibi Dong truly lived up to his reputation as the woman he coveted. Helping Bibi Dong complete the Rakshasa God's Eighth Divine Trial would be something he would never forget.

Holding Bibi Dong in his arms, and seeing her breathing steady and calm as she slowly fell asleep, Wang Feng smiled smugly.

Even though Bibi Dong is Titled Douluo and the Pope the Spirit Hall, no matter how strong she is or how noble her status is, she is still no match for him.

Shortly after, Bibi Dong woke up from her dream to find the two of them embracing.

Bibi Dong, recalling her own previous unconsciousness and the fact that she had caused her to fall into a coma, looked at her disciple Wang Feng with a deep sense of shame and indignation.

Completing the Eighth Divine Trial was simply too difficult for her to accept. She was the Pope, the noble Pope, and in order to complete the Eighth Divine Trial, she had to go through a lot with her disciple Wang Feng. If it weren't for her strong Soul Master physique, she wouldn't be able to recover now.

Moreover, although my physical strength has almost recovered, I still feel mentally exhausted.

Having just woken from her dream, Bibi Dong possessed an indescribable allure; her pretty face was flushed, and her long hair cascaded down her back, exuding an irresistible charm.

Wang Feng looked at Bibi Dong with eyes full of love.

"Teacher, you're awake."

Bibi Dong got up from Wang Feng, ignoring his words. At this moment, she had resumed her aloof Pope demeanor and adopted the air of a teacher.

"Come with me."

After getting dressed, Bibi Dong gave Wang Feng a command, and after three days and three nights, the two finally left the secret chamber.

After arriving at Bibi Dong's palace, Bibi Dong left Wang Feng behind and went to the bathroom to wash herself.

She sweated so much over the past three days that she would take several hours to shower.

Wang Feng remained in Bibi Dong's room, looking at the place where Bibi Dong usually rested, but did not leave.

Without thinking, Wang Feng sat down on Bibi Dong's bed, spread his legs wide, and lay down.

"Ah, that feels so good."

"If only I could try it here with the teacher..."

Wang Feng's voice was unrestrained, and it reached Bibi Dong's ears in the bathroom as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Dream on."

Bibi Dong snorted coldly.

The previous act in the secret chamber was merely a favor she bestowed upon Wang Feng, solely to complete the Divine Trial.

The reason it took three days was because she finally unleashed the emotions she had suppressed for so many years. Having tasted the sweetness of it, she gave Wang Feng the opportunity to spend those three days with her.

Now that she has completed her Divine Trial and Wang Feng has been taken by her as she wished, as for those other matters, that depends on her mood.

At this moment, remembering the Divine Trial, Bibi Dong quickly checked it out.

"Asshole!!"

Upon looking, an angry shout came from Bibi Dong's mouth.

[Eighth Divine Trial Completion Progress: 30%]

What does this mean? It means that she and her beloved disciple Wang Feng will have to make at least two or three more trips to the secret chamber.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

Hearing Bibi Dong's angry outburst, Wang Feng went outside the bathroom to inquire.

"It's nothing," Bibi Dong said, leaning back in the bathtub and soaking quietly, trying to calm herself down.

Wang Feng, standing outside, looked at the bathroom door, feeling somewhat hesitant. In reality, the so-called door was just two screens; he could go in anytime he wanted.

Moreover, he clearly heard Bibi Dong's voice sound somewhat angry just now.

Is he angry that I didn't go in and shower with her?

That should be the case.

Wang Feng nodded in confirmation and decided to go into the bathroom to help Bibi Dong.

Then, stepping past the screen, Bibi Dong, soaking in the bathtub, came into Wang Feng's view.

"Who let you in?" Bibi Dong asked angrily as Wang Feng walked in.

This is her bathroom, and Wang Feng dared to enter without her permission.

"Teacher, let me help you."

Seeing that Bibi Dong was angry, Wang Feng braced himself and went to Bibi Dong.

"You"

Bibi Dong was furious and glared at Wang Feng, wanting to curse him again. But when she thought about how she had only completed 30% of the Divine Trial and how Wang Feng had made her feel quite comfortable in the secret room, she ultimately kept quiet.

"My shoulders are a little tired," Bibi Dong said Lingling, then leaned against the bathtub, gesturing for Wang Feng to massage them.

Everything had happened in the secret room; she had seen it all before, so she no longer had any reservations.

Wang Feng instantly understood and gently massaged Bibi Dong's shoulders.

Bibi Dong's shoulders, her snow-white skin, were covered with one or two hickeys, naturally Wang Feng's handiwork.

"Teacher, is the pressure just right?" Wang Feng asked softly as he massaged Bibi Dong's shoulders.

"Hmm, not bad." Bibi Dong closed her eyes to enjoy Wang Feng's massage. She had an idea in her mind: it seemed that she could have Wang Feng serve her more often in the future.

The moment this thought crossed Bibi Dong, she was startled.

You should know that she and Wang Feng were completely innocent before, but she made this forced decision because of the Divine Trial.

Now, she's even having the unsavory thought of having Wang Feng serve her.

Could it really be because of that one time with Wang Feng... no, three days... that she developed a taste for it and fell in love with the feeling?

Impossible, the one she truly loves is Yu Xiaogang.

Bibi Dong banished these jumbled memories and comfortably leaned back in the bathtub, enjoying Wang Feng's massage.

To be honest, the pressure and intensity of Wang Feng's massage were able to greatly relieve the fatigue accumulated over the past three days.

Wang Feng's massage skills are so proficient because he has undergone extensive training.

Moreover, now that his Soul Power has been restored, Wang Feng can access the abilities in his Left Arm Bone; the Kato Taka's Hand" is well-deserved.

"Teacher, you've had a tough three days. How about I carry you to bed? It'll be more comfortable to massage you that way."

"And I also want to serve you well, teacher."

Wang Feng made a suggestion to Bibi Dong.

He genuinely wanted to give Bibi Dong a good massage to relieve her fatigue from the past few days; he had no other intentions.

Bibi Dong was enjoying herself with her eyes closed, hesitated for a moment before agreeing to Wang Feng's words.

They'd been intimate in that secret room for days and nights, and Wang Feng was utterly exhausted. Wasn't it only right that he, Wang Feng, serve him?

After obtaining Bibi Dong's consent, Wang Feng gently reached into the bathtub and picked Bibi Dong up in his arms.

Bibi Dong was very light; Wang Feng felt almost weightless when he held her in his arms. Moreover, Bibi Dong's body was very flexible, something Wang Feng had experienced firsthand during his three days in the secret chamber.

Holding Wang Feng, Bibi Dong maintained the dignified demeanor befitting Pope at all times.

Even when Wang Feng picked her up and stepped out of the bathtub, he still wore an arrogant, haughty, and superior expression.

It was as if it were telling Wang Feng that being able to hold him was an honor for him, and also a blessing from the Pope.

Wang Feng really liked Bibi Dong's Pope and queenly demeanor. He felt a great sense of accomplishment in conquering someone like Bibi Dong in the future.

"Continue."

Bibi Dong then gave Wang Feng a command in a stern tone, signaling Wang Feng to help her dry off.

"Yes, my dear teacher, Pope Holiness."

Wang Feng readily complied, skillfully taking a bath towel and wrapping it around Bibi Dong before carrying her to the clean white bed in the room and gently placing her down.

After Bibi Dong lay down, she gestured for Wang Feng to continue massaging her, maintaining her dignified and noble demeanor as she spoke.

Wang Feng understood, and his large hands kneaded her shoulders with just the right amount of pressure.

After massaging her shoulders, he massaged her back, then continued down her back, Bibi Dong every part of her body.

"Wang Feng, how come you're so skilled?"

Bibi Dong lay on the bed enjoying her beloved disciple's massage, she became somewhat puzzled when she noticed Wang Feng's skillful technique.

Could it be that he had given massages to many people before? The thought made Bibi Dong feel a little resentful.

She has now possessed Wang Feng. Yes, in Bibi Dong's mind, she has possessed Wang Feng. Perhaps this is her desire for control as the Pope.

Wang Feng was skilled because he was very familiar with massage techniques, after all, he had studied them extensively in his previous life.

Moreover, he had often experimented and practiced with Dugu Yan and Zhu Zhuqing before, so he naturally became proficient.

However, he wouldn't tell Bibi Dong.

"Teacher, I'm skilled because I want to serve you well. Besides, I've discovered that circulating some Soul Power during the massage can help relieve your fatigue."

Wang Feng's answer was somewhat satisfactory to Bibi Dong.

"Um"

Wang Feng's massage, with its varying pressure and intensity, made Bibi Dong let out a soft hum of comfort.

As her fatigue gradually subsided, Bibi Dong thought of something and said softly, "Wang Feng, you must not tell anyone about what happens between us, understand?"

"Okay, I understand, teacher." Wang Feng nodded in agreement. He wasn't foolish enough to tell anyone.

"Also, from now on, whenever I summon you, you must be there at a moment's notice, understand?" Bibi Dong said, leaving Wang Feng no room to refuse.

"More, please." Bibi Dong Bibi Dong's words startled Wang Feng. Did she mean to say she was planning to add him to her harem...? No, wait, was she falling in love with his methods?

"Teacher, what do you mean?" Wang Feng asked cautiously.

"Just tell me, is it possible?"

"Yes," Wang Feng said without hesitation.

"Hmm, very good. Also, the matter of my Divine Trial must be kept absolutely confidential. From now on, you must not associate with anyone from the Angel Family, understand?"

"Teacher, even if I don't associate with them, they will still come looking for me."

He could manage to cut off his Qian Daoliu, but cutting off his association with Qian Renxue Qian Renxue? She'd probably just chop him in half with a sword.

Wang Feng's words made Bibi Dong ponder for a moment, "In a few days, I will appoint you as the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall."

"You've named me the Holy Son?"

"Right."

This is one of the ways Bibi Dong intends to compensate Wang Feng. Since her Eighth Divine Trial is not yet complete, Wang Feng must also keep a firm grip on her.

Wang Feng was originally her disciple, and now that he has been made a Holy Son, his status within the entire Spirit Hall is second only to hers.

Wang Feng readily agreed to be named a Holy Son.

After all, having a high status makes things easier.

After giving Bibi Dong a massage from behind, Wang Feng suggested, "Teacher, turn around and let me massage your front."

Upon hearing Wang Feng's words, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes narrowed. She turned to look at Wang Feng, pondered for a moment, and then said authoritatively, "Massage properly." Immediately afterward, Bibi Dong turned around and lay down on the large bed.

"Clear."

Wang Feng smiled, covered Bibi Dong with his large hand, and skillfully began to massage her.

While Wang Feng was massaging Bibi Dong, in another part of the Spirit Hall, in Wang Feng's room.

Zhu Zhuqing has been here for three days. She has been waiting for Wang Feng ever since he was taken away by the Pope three days ago.

Three days have passed and Wang Feng has not returned. All that is known is that Wang Feng was summoned to the Pope's palace. Zhu Zhuqing knows nothing else, which makes her somewhat worried.

Of course, she wasn't worried about Wang Feng's safety.

After all, as a disciple of His Holiness the Pope, no one in the Spirit Hall could threaten Wang Feng.

Zhu Zhuqing was worried that Wang Feng and Zhu Zhuqing Pope might dismiss the idea as soon as it crossed her mind. After all, such a thing was too absurd and impossible.

"Let's go ask Hu Liena; maybe she knows."

Somewhat worried, Zhu Zhuqing left the room and headed towards Hu Liena's residence. She arrived there quickly.

At this moment, Hu Liena had just finished refining the Mental Head Soul Bone that Bibi Dong had given her three days earlier.

After refining, her Soul Power broke through from level 52 to level 55.

Moreover, her Divine Power was greatly enhanced, and her charm reached another level.

"Hmph, with my current charm, I'm sure I can subdue Wang Feng."

Hu Liena never forgot her goal of bewitching Wang Feng and making him obediently call her "sister."

Having just refined her Soul Bone, Hu Liena was eager to leave her residence when she encountered Zhu Zhuqing, who came looking for her.

The two became quite close after training together in the Lost Grand Canyon for a period of time.

Hu Liena even directly called Zhu Zhuqing her younger sister.

When she came to visit, he welcomed her directly into the room.

"Zhuqing, what's wrong? Why do you look so anxious?"

Hu Liena found Zhu Zhuqing's demeanor somewhat strange. After all, in her mind, Zhu Zhuqing had always been someone who kept at a distance.

"Sister Hu Liena..." Zhu Zhuqing still wasn't used to Hu Liena" sister," but thinking of Wang Feng, she called out anyway. "Sister Hu Liena, I need your help with something."

"Help?" Hu Liena looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a puzzled expression.

"Yes, it's about Wang Feng."

Upon hearing the mention of Wang Feng, Hu Liena became intrigued and quickly asked what it was about.

Zhu Zhuqing also told Hu Liena that Wang Feng had been summoned to Bibi Dong's palace for three days and had not returned.

Hu Liena looked somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

In her mind, no man had ever entered her teacher's bedroom.

Now they've actually summoned Wang Feng, and he hasn't returned for three days and three nights.

"Zhuqing, Teacher must have something important to say to Wang Feng. However, I was just about to go see Teacher anyway, so I'll go check on her."

As Bibi Dong's disciple, Wang Feng's junior brother Hu Liena was naturally not worried about his safety. She was also curious about why her teacher had summoned Wang Feng to her palace.

After telling Zhu Zhuqing to go back and wait for her news, Hu Liena went to Bibi Dong's palace.

Besides Bibi Dong herself, she was the second most familiar person in Bibi Dong's palace.

After all, she grew up in the Spirit Hall and was Bibi Dong's disciple, so she could freely enter and leave this place without needing to report.

Soon, Hu Liena arrived outside Bibi Dong's palace.

Just as Hu Liena was about to enter, the female guards protecting the palace stopped Hu Liena.

"I need to speak with the teacher," Hu Liena said calmly to the female guard who had stopped her.

The female guard did not allow Hu Liena to pass simply because she was Bibi Dong's disciple, and said with a blank expression, "His Holiness the Pope has decreed that no one may enter without her order."

Even I can't go in.

"Yes."

Seeing that the other party had no intention of letting her in, Hu Liena became even more curious about what her teacher and Wang Feng were doing.

However, the female guards protecting this place are very strong, so it's unlikely she can get in.

And now, inside Bibi Dong's room.

Wang Feng's massage of Bibi Dong had reached its most comfortable level.

The force applied is just right, neither too light nor too heavy.

Bibi Dong half-closed her beautiful eyes, savoring the pleasant feeling of her fatigue disappearing.

"Phew~."

After letting out a long breath, Wang Feng looked at Bibi Dong, whose beautiful eyes were half-closed, and smiled smugly. He then asked, "Teacher, shall we continue massaging?"

"Wang Feng, you leave first!"

Bibi Dong did not open her eyes, uttered a single word, and then fell silent.

"Okay, teacher, I'll be going now?"

After saying this, Wang Feng got out of bed. Just as he was about to leave, he quickly lowered his head and kissed Bibi Dong's jade lips. Then, fearing that Bibi Dong would blame him, he ran away from Bibi Dong's palace.

After Wang Feng left, Bibi Dong opened her eyes and, thinking of Wang Feng's skillful technique, felt a surge of shame and anger.

She is the Pope, and Wang Feng's teacher.

And just now she actually

"If Wang Feng dares to do this again, I won't let you off the hook."

Bibi Dong muttered something to herself, and when she realized that her progress in the Eighth Divine Trial was still only thirty percent, she cursed Rakshasa God in her heart—"Bitch!"

Wang Feng left Bibi Dong's room feeling extremely relaxed and cheerful, as if he were walking on air.

Wang Feng.

But before he had gone far, a voice called out to him.

When Wang Feng turned around and saw that the person who had called out to him was Hu Liena, he was somewhat puzzled. What was Hu Liena doing here?

"Senior sister, what are you doing here?"

"What, am I not here?" Hu Liena retorted before continuing, "I heard from Zhuqing that you've been in the teacher's palace these past few days. What have you been doing with the teacher these past few days?"

"Of course he's doing something important with Bibi Dong..." Wang Feng shook his head. "Nothing, just discussing some things with the teacher."

"What could be taking three days to discuss?" Hu Liena asked, puzzled.

"You'll have to ask the teacher about that." Wang Feng didn't answer Hu Liena's question. He was feeling a bit tired and just wanted to go back and rest. After all, he had been in a state of constant exhaustion for the past three days, and even with his strong physique, he was starting to feel the strain.

Seeing that Wang Feng didn't answer her and didn't want to talk to her at all, Hu Liena was secretly angry.