Yu Xiaogang knelt on the ground, his body and mind racked with pain. Not a shred of unrealistic fantasy remained in him.
As for our aloof and cold female Pope, her beautiful eyes were fixed entirely on Lin Chen. With the words he had just spoken, the young man had found his way into her heart.
Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth. "Bibi Dong, I won't ask anymore. What more do you two want?"
Bang!
Lin Chen frowned and kicked him over. "Who gave you the right to call her Bibi Dong? Address her as His Holiness the Pope!"
"You!!" Yu Xiaogang's face turned extremely ugly, and he felt unbearably aggrieved. Then he gritted his teeth and said, "His Holiness the Pope, what will it take for you to let me go?"
Only then did Bibi Dong come back to her senses. She looked at him, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, and a trace of disdain and disappointment flashed through her eyes. What had she ever seen in him?
"Yu Xiaogang, leave."
"From this day forward, I, Bibi Dong, have nothing more to do with you. If you dare oppose Spirit Hall, the next time we meet will be the day you die!"
Yu Xiaogang struggled to his feet. Not daring to look up at them, he hurriedly staggered away.
Lin Chen watched him leave, his brows tightly furrowed. "You're just letting him go like that?"
Bibi Dong looked at him with a complicated expression. "He's only a Soul Grandmaster. What does it matter if I let him go? He can't affect the bigger picture."
Lin Chen said in a low voice, "You were very loud just now too. I don't like it. You care too much about him, even if it's hatred!"
"I want you to forget him completely, just as you looked at me with indifference when we first met in the bridal chamber!"
Bibi Dong clenched her jade hand and turned her back to him. "He and I have long been a thing of the past," she explained softly. "Just now, I only felt it hadn't been worth it for me."
Bibi Dong offered no objection to Lin Chen's almost commanding words. Instead, she obediently gave him an explanation.
What did that mean?
It meant that Lin Chen now held a place in His Holiness the Pope's heart high enough for her to set aside her dignity and pride as Pope.
Looking at her slender figure, Lin Chen couldn't help walking over and wrapping his arms around her narrow waist from behind.
Thump...
Bibi Dong's body stiffened. A scorching touch came from behind her, and her left hand tightened around her scepter. A rare trace of panic appeared on her beautiful face. "You... what are you doing?"
Lin Chen held her waist tightly from behind, his hot breath brushing against her snow-white neck. "Dong'er, from now on, as long as I'm here, no one can bully you!"
"No one!"
Bibi Dong's eyes flickered. The Soul Power that had just begun to surge instantly settled, and she felt an unprecedented sense of security and fulfillment.
Several dozen breaths later...
The two remained in that embrace, silent for quite a while.
At some point, Bibi Dong abruptly came out of her daze. A rare blush appeared on her cheeks, and her pleasant voice was full of embarrassment and annoyance. "How much longer are you going to hold me?"
Lin Chen hurriedly let go of her waist, looking a little awkward.
He swore he hadn't done it on purpose!
When Lin Chen first embraced Bibi Dong, he hadn't had any thoughts in mind and had simply enjoyed the atmosphere. But Bibi Dong's figure was simply too wonderful: her pert rear was exceptionally full and round, and they were holding each other tightly. Add to that the mature, delicate fragrance that kept wafting to him, and he lost control...
"Uh... well..."
Lin Chen felt a little embarrassed. All the overbearing kingly bearing he had built up had vanished.
Bibi Dong also remained silent. The blush on her face quickly faded, and she returned to her usual calm. She truly was a beautiful mature Pope!
Several breaths passed...
Lin Chen scratched his nose and said out of the blue, "You haven't been at the Pope's bedchamber these past few days, so I came looking for you~"
Bibi Dong explained gently, "I've been cultivating in seclusion in the Pope's inner hall these past few days..."
"I see..."
"Then what about tonight?"
Bibi Dong turned her head aside and said calmly, "I should be back tonight."
As soon as she spoke, her heart skipped a beat. Why had she said that? She was in the middle of the Seventh Trial and had just obtained the Rakshasa God Crystal. She was at a crucial point in her cultivation, yet she had agreed to go back and rest...
Lin Chen's eyes lit up. "Good, good~" he said delightedly.
Bibi Dong glanced at his happy expression, the corners of her lips lifting slightly. This fellow doesn't look very smart, but he's a little cute...
No, he's more than cute. Sometimes he's very overbearing too!
Hmph, he even dared to be fierce with me just now!
"By the way, have you absorbed your fifth Soul Ring?"
Lin Chen shook his head. "Not yet. Don't worry, I have my own plans."
Bibi Dong was silent for a while. "There's something I may need your help with~"
"What is it?"
"The Soul Master Academy finals!" Bibi Dong explained. "In this competition, we must show the forces of the entire continent the strength of Spirit Hall and the foundation of our new generation. Besides, the prize is three Soul Bones. We cannot afford to lose, no matter what."
Lin Chen answered without hesitation, "Even if you hadn't mentioned it, my lady, I would have brought it up myself. I'll definitely compete in the finals!"
A trace of puzzlement flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes. "Why? Aren't you uninterested in fighting in competitions?"
Lin Chen gave her a shameless reply. "Because of you, my lady. Dong'er's goals are my goals, and I'll help you achieve them no matter what!"
Heh... now that he had the confidence, he could spout nonsense without even blushing.
As the system said, to obtain more Villain Value, he needed to soundly defeat this world's Son of Destiny and gradually strip away his fortune. Only then could he maximize his gains.
Soundly defeating people close to the Son of Destiny, or winning over and subduing the Son of Destiny's enemies, could also earn him Villain Value.
That was the main reason Lin Chen wanted to take part in the finals.
Night fell, in the Pope's bedchamber.
As always, Bibi Dong had changed into a white nightgown. Her ample bosom and snow-white thighs were faintly visible, her hair fell loosely over her shoulders, and her breathtakingly beautiful face was full of charm.
Leaning against the head of the bed, she stole a glance at Lin Chen, who was watching her eagerly from below. At last, she couldn't help saying, "You can sleep in the bed tonight too~"
Those were the very words Lin Chen had been waiting for. With a wave of his hand, his martial robe went flying who knew where, revealing his sexy eight-pack.
The Ancient Desolate Sacred Physique: the genuine article, for young and old alike!
Bibi Dong blushed. A dense surge of purple Soul Power instantly poured out around her, concealing her perfect, sultry figure.
???
Lin Chen was dumbfounded. He touched the almost solid Soul Power domain, and after a long while managed to squeeze out a question. "My lady, what are you doing?"
There was a trace of panic in Bibi Dong's voice. "I'm going to cultivate. You rest first~"
"..."
Lin Chen was silent for a while before saying helplessly, "All right."
It seemed his aloof and cold Pope wife still hadn't adjusted. There was no rush; there was plenty of time ahead. Today he had not only held her and talked back to her, but the two of them were also sleeping in the same bed.
Mm, wonderful.
After several dozen breaths, the silly fellow's breathing grew long and steady.
Through the purple domain, Bibi Dong watched the young man with his back to her. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of worry appeared on her face. Could he be angry?