The hall fell silent. The Soul Masters stared in shock at Lin Chen in its center. He had taken down Yan of the Spirit Hall Golden Generation in a single move, and he had even dared to show His Holiness the Pope no deference!
The hall erupted into a frenzy of discussion. The female disciples of the first-rate factions shouted excitedly, even overlooking the red wedding robes he wore.
"Waaah... Brother Lin Chen is so handsome!"
"Young Master Lin Chen, look over here! Look at your concubine~"
Yang Qingwu, the handsome and graceful beauty who led the Antelope Sect, hurriedly scolded her disciples. His Holiness the Pope was still sitting up there, so they had better watch what they said!
I haven't even had my turn yet. How could it possibly be yours?
Only under their elders' restraint did the saintesses and disciples gradually quiet down...
There was no such thing as monogamy on the continent. Those with great strength had wives and concubines in droves and countless male companions. Who wouldn't want a young, handsome husband with extraordinary talent and formidable strength? Even if they could only be a concubine...
Lin Chen waited a long while, and when he saw that no one dared to challenge him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Since no one else is challenging me, let's continue the wedding," he said calmly.
"Oh, right, wife, what were you about to say?"
Bibi Dong glanced at him coolly and ignored him. "Take Yan away and treat his injuries. The wedding will continue."
"Uh... yes!" Only then did the outer court elder officiating the wedding snap out of his daze.
Meanwhile, several ordinary Spirit Hall disciples carried Yan out. He looked to be in a truly miserable state.
In the eyes of this aloof Pope, even an ordinary Titled Douluo was beneath her notice, let alone a Spirit Hall disciple.
Over the past few decades, Spirit Hall had seen many Golden Generations, but how many of them had broken through to Titled Douluo? And even if they did, so what? Unless they reached Super Douluo, they were still beneath her notice.
Only those above level ninety-five could barely be called Super Douluo!
All Bibi Dong cared about was Spirit Hall's face. After all, the Soul Master finals were approaching. But she wasn't worried, because with Hu Liena and Xie Yue there, Spirit Hall could still choose a powerful Soul Ancestor on short notice, even if Yan withdrew because of his serious injuries.
And if all else failed, didn't she still have the husband she had gained so conveniently?
Though he was a little adorably clueless, she might as well use him!
An incense stick later, a loud cry rang out in the hall:
"Husband and wife, bow to each other! Escort them to the bridal chamber!!"
Lin Chen gazed at the breathtaking beauty so close before him, his heart surging. She was a little aloof, a little proud, a little ruthless, and she had even tried to murder her own husband...
But he believed that with his careful training, he should be able to reform her!
Bibi Dong was exceptionally tall and voluptuous. Her close-fitting red-and-gold gown perfectly outlined her curvaceous figure. Her snow-white calves were crystalline and flawless, and she wore red crystal shoes. Her tall figure stood nearly shoulder to shoulder with Lin Chen.
The two bowed to each other, then Bibi Dong took his arm and walked out of the Pope's Hall, drawing envy, jealousy, and resentment from the Soul Masters.
The male disciples and deacons envied Lin Chen, while the female disciples, elders, sect masters, and the like envied Bibi Dong...
Hu Liena's beautiful eyes remained fixed on the departing couple. Her hands were clasped before her like an abandoned young girlfriend's, and a trace of disappointment showed on her charming face.
Teacher and Lin Chen really do look perfect together...
The back mountain, the Pope's bedchamber
Dressed in red, Bibi Dong sat before her dressing mirror, fixing her hair and removing her crown. Her long purple hair cascaded down to her slender waist like a waterfall.
"Wife, on our wedding night, shouldn't we get down to some proper business?" Lin Chen stood beside her, his face full of anticipation.
"Hmm?" Bibi Dong glanced at him coolly, her voice chilly. "Weren't you having a wonderful time surrounded by those women just now? Go find them~"
Lin Chen shamelessly said, "None of them are as beautiful as you, wife. Whether it's looks, figure, bearing, or strength, none of them can compare..."
"Hey~~ Wife, don't go..."
Tap, tap...
"I'm tired. I'm going to rest," Bibi Dong said calmly.
Lin Chen's face lit up, and he nodded hurriedly. "Yes, it's time to rest. Those two fights just now 'wore me out.'"
Thud, thud!
At that moment, a wave of purple Soul Power enveloped the entire inner chamber. Lin Chen's body froze on the spot, unable to move.
"Hmm?"
"What do you mean by this, wife?"
With her back to him, the corners of Bibi Dong's lips curled up slightly. "I said I was going to rest, but I never said I would rest with you. I'll sleep in the bed tonight. Sorry for the trouble, husband, but you'll have to spend the night down below~"
"Don't, dear wife!!!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
A veil of purple Qi swirled around Bibi Dong, and she began changing clothes right in front of Lin Chen.
Unfortunately, Lin Chen could only see her alluring silhouette behind the purple Qi. He couldn't see any of the scenery beyond that.
Several breaths later, the purple Qi dispersed. Bibi Dong wore a white nightgown, her long legs and fragrant, snow-white shoulders exposed to the air, her purple hair falling loosely over her shoulders.
She looked a little less aloof and a little more mature and alluring.
Lin Chen's breath caught. "Dear wife, dear Dong'er, please stop using your power. Your husband was wrong~"
Bibi Dong ignored him, walked onto the soft bed as if nothing had happened, and covered her shapely figure with a purple quilt.
"Hmm? Wife?"
"Bibi Dong!!"
"Even if you're making your husband sleep down below, you have to let me go!"
Lin Chen wanted to cry, but no tears came.
Under the quilt, Bibi Dong's lips curved slightly, and her cool voice carried a trace of laziness. "Wasn't Brother Lin Chen so impressive in the Pope's Hall just now? You wouldn't even show me any deference, so why are you begging for mercy now?"
Lin Chen gritted his teeth. "Bibi Dong, don't push me. Even I'm scared of myself when I go crazy! Believe it or not, I'll break free by force and star-star you!"
"I don't believe you~"
"..."
After that, Bibi Dong fell sound asleep. No matter how Lin Chen shouted, she paid him no further attention.
As for Lin Chen, of course he couldn't bear to use Soul Power Suppression again. He had finally managed to earn another fifty thousand Villain Value today, leaving him with one hundred and twenty thousand in his system account. Using it once cost thirty thousand!
Waste thirty thousand Villain Value just to sleep?
What nonsense!
And what about later...
Lin Chen gritted his teeth in anger. Just you wait, Bibi Dong. Once I'm stronger than you, I'll give your bottom a thorough spanking!