Pope's bedroom
At this moment, only Lin Chen and Bibi Dong remained in the inner palace. Hu Liena and the women of Tianshui lived in a side hall, while Ning Rongrong and Huo Wu returned to their temporary residence in the Spirit Hall City.
Bibi Dong sat on the sofa, her long, straight legs crossed, her beautiful hair cascading over her shoulders, exuding a captivating charm.
"Hehe... Madam, it's been so long, I've missed you so much~"
Stop grinning and stand properly!
Lin Chen's body trembled, and he immediately dared not move again. "Madam, I broke through to the Soul Saint on this trip, which can be considered a great opportunity~"
Bibi Dong stared at his neck with her beautiful eyes, and said in a cool tone, "What's that on your neck?"
" Zi JI, hurry up and come out to pay your respects to your sister!"
As soon as the words were spoken, a tall, voluptuous, and alluring woman appeared in the hall, then bowed and said, "Sister Zi JI greets Pope Sister~"
" Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?!" A hint of surprise flashed in Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes. "What exactly did you experience inside the barrier?"
Lin Chen then recounted the whole story without reservation, automatically omitting the hardships and interactions to avoid triggering her jealousy again.
Hearing that there were Ferocious Beast nearly a million years old beneath the barrier, and even divine beasts from the Divine Realm, Bibi Dong was extremely shocked.
" Zi JI, you can go now. I need to talk to Chen'er about something."
Zi JI glanced at Lin Chen beside her, and only after seeing his agreement did she instantly disappear into the inner hall.
Tap tap...
After Zi JI left, Bibi Dong slowly rose, her slender, snow-white hands tidying her appearance, and softly said, "Don't take such risks again. Remember, your life isn't just yours, it's mine too!"
Lin Chen Xin stirred slightly, and he wrapped his large hand around her slender waist. "I know I was wrong, Madam~"
Hearing his words, Bibi Dong finally couldn't hold back her emotions any longer. She buried her face in his chest, her delicate hands pounding his chest repeatedly. "You jerk! Do you know how worried I was about you after I heard the news of your accident?"
"You know what?! I thought you weren't coming back..."
As she spoke, two lines of clear tears streamed down her purple eyes, falling onto Lin Chen's clothes and wetting his chest.
" Dong'er, I..."
Bibi Dong suddenly raised her head and covered his lips, her beautiful eyes gazing at him with a misty look. "Don't say anything, my husband..."
Lin Chen pressed his forehead against hers, breathing heavily. " Dong'er, has your special constitution passed?"
Bibi Dong gently stroked his broad back with her delicate hand, gazing at him with seductive eyes. "It's all better now~"
Spirit City, the headquarters of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo stared at their little princess in shock, exclaiming excitedly, " Rongrong, you've broken through to Soul King?"
Ning Rongrong gave a haughty snort, "Of course! I'm Soul King of fifty-seven. It won't take me more than two years to become Soul Emperor!"
"Hiss hiss hiss..."
A sixteen-year-old Soul King! What does that even mean? Even Hu Liena, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall and a member of the Golden Generation, only broke through to level fifty-three Soul King at the age of twenty-three!
Sword Douluo laughed loudly, "Excellent! Rongrong's talent is truly unmatched!"
"No, that's not true at all!" Ning Rongrong explained, "I was able to break through all because of Brother Lin Chen. If it weren't for him, how could I have broken through to the Soul King so easily!"
"Besides, Brother Lin Chen has already reached the Soul Saint, and Sister Nana has broken through to the Soul Emperor. They are much stronger than me!"
"More than that, Brother Lin Chen also gave me a Soul Bone, a wind-attribute right leg bone, hehe..."
Brother Lin Chen? Soul Bone?
What is all this about? Aren't we going to gain experience?
Ning Fengzhi a little confused and quickly asked, " Rongrong, what exactly happened?"
Ning Rongrong then recounted the whole story, mentioning Brother Lin Chen in every sentence, her beautiful face beaming with a happy smile.
After hearing this, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo exchanged a glance, their minds reeling. That was Soul Bone! Just given away like that?
"Oh, right, Dad, I have something important to discuss with you~" Ning Rongrong asked shyly, then added sweetly, "And you have to promise me this!"
Ning Fengzhi nodded with a smile, "Hehe... Alright, alright, we'll agree to everything for our little princess!"
"I want to marry Brother Lin Chen!"
"Puff..."
Upon hearing her words, Sword Douluo spat out a mouthful of tea directly onto Ning Fengzhi, who showed no reaction whatsoever, his smile instantly freezing on his face.
"Hmm?" Ning Rongrong frowned slightly and asked in a disgruntled voice, "Father, Grandpa Jian, what's with your reaction?"
"Ah... this..." Sword Douluo quickly deflected, " Rongrong, you should ask your father about this."
Ning Fengzhi pondered for a while, " Rongrong, marriage is not a trivial matter. Moreover, Lin Chen comes from the Spirit Hall, and his background is complicated. Should we reconsider?"
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's current strategic objective is neutrality, not favoring either side. However, if Ning Rongrong and Lin Chen were to marry, their strategic direction would shift towards the Spirit Hall. After all, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Heaven Dou Empire wouldn't listen to explanations; they would only look at what you've done!
"Why should I think about it? I've already made up my mind!" Ning Rongrong's princess-like temper flared up instantly, and she said sweetly, "I'm going to marry Brother Lin Chen!"
"Um..." Sword Douluo asked hesitantly, " Rongrong, if you marry Lin Chen, what will happen to that little guy named Oscar who you were with before?"
Ning Rongrong frowned slightly and said impatiently, "Oh dear, he's not disabled, why would I need to teach him? Besides, we're not even related!"
"In short, whether you agree to this or not, you have to agree!"
Ning Fengzhi said helplessly, "Alright, I'll go discuss this with His Holiness the Pope in the next few days. Don't run around during this time; spend a few days enjoying some leisure time with your sword-wielding grandpa."
"Yay! I knew it! Daddy's the best!"
A short while later, Ning Rongrong left the hall.
Sword Douluo asked with a solemn expression, " Fengzhi, have you made your decision?"
Ning Fengzhi said helplessly, "The premise of neutrality is that we must have great strength, but our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is only assisting the sect leader, and it is difficult for us to remain uninvolved in the face of two behemoths!"
Yeah~
"There's nothing we can do; our internal defenses have been breached."
"Hahaha..."
In a mountain forest, beneath a cliff waterfall
Tang San was training the Chaotic Cloak with a wooden hammer in hand. His powerful Soul Power was even able to stop the flow of a waterfall, and he looked much stronger than he had been two years ago.
" Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, Nine Nines Return to One!"
Bang! Crash, crash...
Having successfully delivered the final blow, and under Tang Hao's meticulous guidance, Tang San's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer finally reached a level of consummate skill.
Tang San climbed ashore shirtless, his face beaming with excitement, and said, "Father, I did it!"
"Level 53?"
"Um!"
Dressed in coarse linen clothes, Tang Hao walked into the depths of the forest. "Let's go, Father will take you to hunt for your fifth Soul Ring."