This was killing her.
"I'm going to check on our wedding clothes, so I won't bother you any longer."
Bibi Dong licked her red lips and hurried back to her own papal bedchamber.
There was a strange feeling-it was about to come out.
"How baffling."
Bai Guyue couldn't understand what Bibi Dong was doing. For now, returning to his own quarters and looking into Self-Created Soul Skills was more important.
Once he completed a Self-Created Soul Skill, he could at least enter the next God Trial.
Back at his quarters, Bai Guyue finally had some peace and quiet.
"Self-Created Soul Skills."
Bai Guyue was also pondering the matter of Self-Created Soul Skills.
In the Douluo Continent's system, the vast majority of Soul Masters relied on Soul Rings to grant their skills. Their ages were fixed, and their moves were set in stone and impossible to change. Self-Created Soul Skills, on the other hand, were exclusive moves created by a tiny number of top geniuses, who relied on their supreme understanding of their own Martial Souls and countless battles to develop them. They were not skills that came with Soul Rings.
The greatest feature of Self-Created Soul Skills was that they were not shackled by the age of a Soul Ring.
The upper limits of ordinary Soul Skills had long been locked in place, but Self-Created Soul Skills could continue to evolve alongside a Soul Master's cultivation, spiritual power, and combat experience. The more they were cultivated, the stronger they became, making them a crucial trump card for challenging opponents above one's level.
The requirements for creating a Self-Created Soul Skill were exceedingly high. Not only did one need exceptionally precise control over Soul Power, but one also had to thoroughly understand every characteristic of one's own Martial Soul and endure countless trials, backlashes, and failures.
Ordinary Soul Masters could only passively use Soul Ring skills throughout their lives. They were not qualified to create their own.
At the same time, Self-Created Soul Skills had obvious flaws. They consumed more Soul Power and were exceedingly difficult to control. If their use was forcibly interrupted, it could easily throw one's Soul Power into disorder and cause a backlash in the meridians.
Each person's Self-Created Soul Skill suited their own fighting style. It could not be used universally or passed down, making it one of a kind.
In the original work, Xiao Wu's Explosive Kill Eight-Stage Throw, Feng Xiaotian's Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes, and Tang San's various Blue Silver combination skills were all prime examples of Self-Created Soul Skills.
Such moves were also the fundamental reason top Soul Masters could surpass others of the same level and break through the limits of their combat strength.
Through constant fighting and experimentation, he was only missing an opportunity to make a qualitative leap in his Self-Created Soul Skill, and he felt that opportunity would come soon.
Soul Skills required gradual comprehension. Rushing would only have the opposite effect.
Bai Guyue then settled into cultivation.
At that very moment, in the papal bedchamber.
After Bibi Dong returned to her bedchamber, she felt considerably more comfortable only after giving herself a quick wash in the bathroom.
"I actually couldn't hold it back and sprayed out a tiny bit, but luckily I managed to stop it in time."
Bibi Dong sat on the edge of the bed. She had long since taken off her papal robes, leaving only a thin nightdress draped over her body and exposing large stretches of snowy skin.
She gently stroked her lower abdomen.
Was she already reacting like this from just a kiss?
She had shown great restraint, yet today she had completely broken her vow.
As the saying went, once there was a first time, there would be a second. Besides, Bai Guyue would soon marry her. Surely she wouldn't become very strange in the future?
When she was a girl, she had read quite a few storybooks, many of which contained such scenes. Could they really be about to come true for her?
She couldn't think about it too much, or her head would explode.
Besides the important matter of their wedding, she also had to help Bai Guyue complete the tasks of his nine God Trials as much as she could. Her own Rakshasa God Trial, however, was rather different.
Cultivating in the Rakshasa Secret Realm every day was truly enough to drive a person to despair. Apart from her, almost no one could stay in there for a full day.
No... they probably couldn't even stay for half an hour. That hellish torment was not something an ordinary person could endure.
There was also the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, which had actually driven her into a frenzy. If Bai Guyue hadn't called out to her, she probably would have fallen under the Demon Scythe's control.
"That Rakshasa Demon Scythe is really dangerous, and the Rakshasa God really is a piece of work."
Bibi Dong cursed inwardly.
What god gave their inheritor something with such dangerous side effects? It was outrageous beyond belief.
"Bibi Dong, have a conscience when you speak. I told you I would give you the Rakshasa Demon Scythe once you became the Rakshasa God, but you just had to have it yourself. And now you're blaming me?"
The Rakshasa God's displeased voice rang out in Bibi Dong's mind.
She called me a piece of work?
Damn it, I just came to check on how she was doing, and I got cursed at for it? Don't I, the Rakshasa God, have any face?
Where is a god's dignity?
"If I don't blame you, who should I blame?"
"What god's inheritor has to take risks using a Divine Artifact?"
Bibi Dong remained unconvinced.
"I warned you that forcibly using the Rakshasa Demon Scythe with your cultivation at the time would be risky, but you wouldn't listen, and now you insist on blaming me!"
The Rakshasa God was about to explode. This was infuriating.
Hadn't my inheritor just suffered a little embarrassment?
She just had to hold a grudge and lay the blame at the Rakshasa God's door. The way she inherited his Rakshasa Godhood was already different from the rest, and there were bound to be precautions when using a Divine Artifact.
"And you think you're in the right? My future husband didn't have to do anything to inherit a god's position. He just inherited it directly. Your way of starting the process really is one of a kind."
Bibi Dong immediately seized the opportunity to press the point.
She had to vent her grievances. Besides, the Rakshasa God before her was particularly stingy to begin with, not generous in the least.
"Has a god taken a fancy to Bai Guyue?"
The Rakshasa God thought he had heard something extraordinary.
"That's right."
"Which god?"
"I don't know. I didn't ask much about that."
"Idiot, why didn't you ask?"
The Rakshasa God began to go frantic. Thinking of Bai Guyue's Martial Soul, he felt that if the Asura God had found Bai Guyue and truly intended to pass the Asura God Position on to him, it would make sense. But that would be bad news for the Rakshasa God himself.
No, no, he had to be overthinking it. He had nearly forgotten that the Asura God Sword was still in the hands of the King of Slaughter in Slaughter City. How could the Asura God possibly have found him? Besides, Bai Guyue had never been to Slaughter City.
"Phew..."
"I scared myself for nothing."
The Rakshasa God patted his chest and let out a long breath.
"That's not important anyway. Xiao Bai inheriting a god's position is a happy occasion in itself. Why do you care so much? Are you going to reach your hand over there too?"
Bibi Dong replied. If the Rakshasa God had been there, she would certainly have rolled her eyes at him.
"Why didn't you ask me?"
The Rakshasa God was desperate to know.
Bibi Dong shouted angrily, "He's my man, not yours. Why do you care so much?"
Bibi Dong's shout instantly shut the Rakshasa God up, but he was deeply displeased.
"Bibi Dong, I bestowed my godhood on you, and this is how you treat me?"
The Rakshasa God was extremely dissatisfied.
"You bestowed your godhood on me, but don't you know perfectly well how difficult the process has been?"
"And you're still putting on airs with me. Who do you think you are?"
Bibi Dong shot back without the slightest courtesy.
Now she had something to rely on too.
"Hiss..."
The Rakshasa God badly wanted to keep venting his anger, but when he thought of Bibi Dong's temperament, he realized that if she really threw down the burden and quit, it would be difficult for him to leave the Divine Realm.
Forget it. Endure a moment, and the wind would die down and the waves would grow calm; take a step back, and the sea would be vast and the sky boundless.
Once Bibi Dong reached the Divine Realm, he would find a way to deal with her.