"Hmm? Trying to keep secrets again?"
As Ling Yuan spoke, she pressed her delicate body closer to Ye Han.
Waves of enticing fragrance wafted straight into Ye Han's face.
In the end, she even pressed herself right against him, squeezing him hard.
"Ah, Sister Ling Yuan... I can't breathe..."
Unable to catch his breath, Ye Han hurriedly confessed honestly, as though begging for mercy.
Having lived with her for two years, she knew almost everything about him.
The only exceptions were his identity as a transmigrator and the true cause of Qian Xunji's death.
Naturally, there was no harm in telling her what had happened with Bibi Dong today, either.
After spending so much time together, he naturally trusted her unconditionally.
"Wh-what! She actually wanted to attack you!"
When Ling Yuan heard that Bibi Dong had wanted to make a move against Ye Han, her expression immediately changed:
"Outrageous! I'll report this to the Great Enshrined right now!"
Ye Han froze, then hurriedly caught her slender, jade-like hand and said urgently:
"Sister Ling Yuan, don't rush! I haven't finished yet!"
As he spoke, Ye Han hurriedly explained that he already held Bibi Dong's life in his hands.
"You hold her life in your hands?!"
Ling Yuan's expression shifted dramatically again before she gradually calmed down.
With a deity backing Ye Han, it was understandable that he could control whether Bibi Dong lived or died.
Still, she remained furious, clenching her delicate fists so tightly that even her body trembled with anger.
Pope Bibi Dong, whom she had always respected, had actually set her sights on Ye Han!
No wonder she had summoned Ye Han every day for the past two years. So that was why!
How could such a venomous woman deserve to be the pope of Spirit Hall? She was utterly unworthy!
At that thought, Ling Yuan frowned:
"Then how do you plan to deal with that venomous woman?"
A trace of coldness flashed through Ye Han's eyes:
"I'll spare her life for now!"
"After all, she's the pope. She has considerable power and resources at her disposal!"
"I can use her authority to secure more resources and information for myself!"
"At the same time, I'll gradually weaken the forces around her so I can take complete control of Spirit Hall in the future!"
Hearing this, Ling Yuan gave a small, satisfied nod:
"Mmm, my dear husband really does have a good head on his shoulders, but you must stay on your guard!"
"That venomous woman hasn't held the pope's seat securely for all these years on an empty reputation!"
Ye Han chuckled and threw himself into Ling Yuan's arms:
"Don't I have Sister Ling Yuan to protect me? What do I have to fear?"
His sudden movement left Ling Yuan unsure whether to laugh or cry.
But she soon remembered something, her gaze sharpening as she stared at Ye Han:
"So, did anything actually happen between you and that venomous woman?"
Ye Han's heart jolted, and he hurriedly waved his hands in denial:
"Sister Ling Yuan, don't say things like that!"
"How could anything happen between me and that crazy woman?"
"You're the only one in my heart! Of course... there's also my fiancée, Sister Xue'er~"
Only after hearing Ye Han's denial did Ling Yuan breathe a sigh of relief, but then she declared possessively:
"Your first time can only belong to me! No one else can take it! Unless it's... the young mistress!"
Ye Han smiled helplessly, then nuzzled against his chest and acted coy:
"Whatever Sister Ling Yuan says. I love Sister Ling Yuan the most~"
Satisfied and feeling she had gotten her way, Ling Yuan chided playfully:
"You, honestly, you're certainly skilled with that mouth. When will your skills down there, ahem..."
Halfway through, Ling Yuan's pretty face suddenly flushed, and she changed the subject:
"Oh, right, you haven't had dinner yet, have you? I'll go buy some. Be good and stay home."
With that, she left, her pretty face flushed, leaving Ye Han alone in the room.
"Skills down there?!"
Watching Ling Yuan leave, Ye Han immediately flushed all over.
It seemed Sister Ling Yuan thought he was still too small.
That was normal, though. As he was now, he certainly couldn't be very big.
"Hehe, just wait. You'll have plenty to handle in the future!"
Ye Han gave a wicked chuckle, then prepared to resume cultivating.
Only half a month remained until his Holy Son investiture ceremony.
He had to raise his compatibility with the Dragon God's Three Supreme Treasures to fifty percent as soon as possible.
Once the Holy Son investiture ceremony was over, he could undertake the Dragon God's Fourth Trial, grow stronger, and take revenge on Tang Hao himself!
"Bang~ bang, bang~"
However, just then.
A sudden knocking came from outside the door.
Accompanied by a clear, pleasant, timid voice:
"Master, are you... asleep?"
Ye Han paused. Was that Xiao Wu's voice?
What did this Rogue Rabbit want now?
Why wasn't she sleeping this late at night? What madness was this? Did she feel uncomfortable all over without a daily disciplining, and climb onto the roof to tear off the tiles after three days without one?
"Come in."
Ye Han called out somewhat impatiently.
"Creak~"
Xiao Wu pushed open the door and slowly walked inside.
Her large eyes gazed pitifully at Ye Han.
After two years of development, Xiao Wu's figure had grown fuller.
Those beautiful legs of hers, unrivaled throughout the Douluo Continent, had also become long and straight.
Fair, tender, and smooth, they shone with an alluring luster, enough to drive male creatures wild.
More importantly, she was currently wearing a pink silk nightdress trimmed with lace.
The full twin peaks at her chest were faintly visible, making her look even more enticing.
"What's wrong?"
Yet Ye Han had no interest in this.
He truly couldn't muster any fondness for this Rogue Rabbit.
If not for the Dragon God's divine trials and his desire for Da Ming's and Er Ming's Soul Rings.
He might have killed this Rogue Rabbit Xiao Wu long ago and used her as his own Soul Ring.
"Master..."
At the sight of Ye Han, Xiao Wu immediately trotted over.
She suddenly threw herself into Ye Han's arms, her voice carrying a hint of a sob:
"I miss Mom again. I can't sleep, sob, sob..."
"Didn't you promise me you'd avenge my mom? When will you be able to?"
Ye Han stiffened, filled with helplessness and speechless frustration.
Over these two years, Xiao Wu had inevitably encountered Bibi Dong.
Every time she saw Bibi Dong, Xiao Wu felt both furious and aggrieved.
To keep her settled, he had been forced to lie that he would avenge her in the future.
But ever since then, she had begun asking about it from time to time.
At best, she acted coy and cute; at worst, she behaved like this. It seemed this wasn't a lasting solution after all.
"Well..."
Feeling the delicate body in his arms, Ye Han opened his mouth, intending to brush the matter aside again.
Just then, however, he suddenly recalled what had happened inside the great hall.
That soul power he had sensed when he grabbed Bibi Dong's leg!
At that thought, Ye Han immediately found a way to keep her settled for the long term and said at once:
"Xiao Wu, your mom might not be dead yet!"
Those words struck like a rock splitting and the heavens shaking.
Xiao Wu's beautiful eyes widened as she stared at Ye Han in disbelief.
Ye Han briefly explained the matter of her mother's soul.
At the same time, to keep her from acting recklessly, he added with feigned certainty:
"So, no matter what, we can't kill Bibi Dong yet."
"If Bibi Dong dies, your mom's soul will die with her."
"Don't worry. I'll definitely find a way to resurrect your mom in the future."
After listening, Xiao Wu's delicate body began trembling violently with excitement.
Especially upon hearing that her master would resurrect her mother in the future.
Her entire alluring body pressed tightly against Ye Han, tears rolling down her cheeks:
"Master, thank you! If you really resurrect my mom!"
"You'll be my mom's great benefactor! My mom will definitely repay you!"
Ye Han rubbed her hair and smiled with feigned gentleness:
"All right, be good. It's getting late. Go back and sleep now."
But Xiao Wu refused to let go. Burying her head in Ye Han's arms, she pleaded softly:
"Master, could... could you comb Xiao Wu's hair again? I feel like it's a little messy..."
Ye Han felt another wave of helplessness.
After the first few times he coaxed her, she had given him a purple wooden comb.
After that, every time he finished coaxing her, she begged him to comb her hair.
"Fine, but once I'm done, you have to go back and sleep."
"Then... Master, could you comb it just like this, please~"
"Mmm."
Ye Han nodded helplessly, letting her keep hugging him like this.
Then he took the comb out of his Soul Tool and began combing her hair just like that.
Yet halfway through, Xiao Wu leaned close, her pretty face covered in a blush, and said shyly:
"Master... please... please take Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu wants to offer herself to thank you..."
(End of chapter)