In the Pope's bedchamber, Bai Guyue tugged hard at the chamber doors, only to find that they didn't budge.
"Xiao Bai, stop struggling. I reinforced the doors with Soul Power as soon as we came in. You can't open them without my permission."
Bibi Dong sat on the edge of the bed, her legs together and her feet resting on the carpet below. She leaned forward slightly to look at Bai Guyue, her full breasts threatening to spill out.
She wasn't in a hurry now. The wedding had been held, all the prominent figures had seen it, and they had settled on consummating the marriage. All that remained was to wait for Bai Guyue to give up on his own.
"Bibi Dong, I don't think there's any need for us to sleep together."
After struggling a few more times, Bai Guyue stopped pulling at the doors and began negotiating with Bibi Dong. But when he met her gaze, he realized she was possessed by a hungry tiger, looking almost as if she hadn't eaten in a month.
"Xiao Bai, don't even think about running. Everyone else is in the banquet hall right now. Do you think there's any chance we won't sleep together?"
Bibi Dong was thoroughly intrigued.
A wonderful moment needed to be savored slowly, and the appetizer that came first naturally couldn't be rushed.
She wanted to see what other tricks Bai Guyue could come up with.
"No one's going to die if we don't sleep together."
"I will!"
Bibi Dong answered without the slightest hesitation.
Bai Guyue was speechless. Was she really that ravenous?
"Let's settle this first. Just how many times are you planning to sleep together?"
Bai Guyue knew he couldn't escape, so he might as well find out how many times Bibi Dong wanted.
"Once a day!"
Bibi Dong smiled.
"Get lost!"
Bai Guyue glared at her.
"Once every three days?"
Bibi Dong proposed.
"Just this once, and never again after that."
"I need to cultivate."
Bai Guyue spoke in all seriousness.
"Once a day?"
"Right!"
"Fine!"
Bibi Dong nodded in agreement, a rare concession.
"You really agreed?"
Was this still the Bibi Dong he knew?
She had agreed so readily, just like that?
"Stop, stop, stop. I haven't finished yet, so don't get so excited."
Bibi Dong hurriedly poured a bucket of cold water over him.
"This once today, if you can defeat me, I'll agree. But if you're the one who's defeated, then don't bring it up again."
Xiao Bai, oh, Xiao Bai, you're far too naive.
How could anything in this world be so convenient?
If it really is just this once, what am I supposed to do afterward?
Am I supposed to take care of it with a banana?
Or have something custom-made to the exact same specifications as what you have down there and use that instead?
That's simply unrealistic.
Nothing can replace Bai Guyue.
So she intended to train Bai Guyue thoroughly until he was completely tamed. He had to be willing to do it once a day.
That was the kind of thing that posed a challenge.
Besides, Soul Masters who played with swords were too yin.
Not yang at all.
Bai Guyue was dazed.
How was he supposed to win? The gap in their cultivation was a little too great, and there was simply no way to make up for it.
"I can agree to that, but you can't use your cultivation to suppress me. Either don't use it, or keep it at the same level as mine."
Bai Guyue spoke.
"Fine, fine, fine."
Bibi Dong nodded in agreement.
"In that case, we should get started."
"Our first time sleeping together, and it's already this intense."
Bibi Dong licked her red lips, then pulled Bai Guyue onto the bed.
In an instant, Bibi Dong straddled Bai Guyue.
Bibi Dong cupped her breasts, her eyes sultry. "Then I'll start by squeezing you between these. Let's see how much endurance you have."
"Wait..."
"Too slow. It's too late now~"
The war began, and once it began, it was almost impossible to stop.
No one knew when the battle began or when it ended, but the process was truly exhilarating.
The bed creaked and groaned, as though telling the story of their passion.
It sounded as if it might collapse at any moment.
When all the commotion finally died down, both the bed and the floor around it were a mess.
"It's... over~"
"I should have won, right?"
Bai Guyue panted.
He had almost been exhausted to death.
He looked around. By rights, Bibi Dong should have been lying unconscious on the bed, but he couldn't see her anywhere.
"Stop looking. I recovered a long time ago."
Hearing Bibi Dong's voice, Bai Guyue looked toward the dressing table and saw her sitting in front of it, combing her disheveled long hair.
"How is that possible?"
"You clearly passed out!"
He had put every last ounce of strength he had into it.
"What do you think?" Bibi Dong's eyes were teasing. "Passing out was just a trick to fool you and make you lower your guard. Then, while you were asleep, even if it was only for a minute, I could recover."
Bai Guyue's eyes widened. "You're too devious."
Bibi Dong smiled.
"There's nothing devious about it."
"It's called winning through wit, darling~"
Bai Guyue continued, "How did you recover?"
"My cultivation, of course. What did you think?"
Bibi Dong answered quite frankly.
"That's cheating."
Bai Guyue voiced his dissatisfaction.
"Even if I cheated, I still won, didn't I?"
"Besides, wouldn't it be a waste not to use my cultivation? Xiao Bai, you need to learn to be flexible, all right?"
Bibi Dong spoke earnestly.
Bai Guyue was speechless. He lay weakly on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling in despair without saying a word.
Bibi Dong suddenly cleared her throat twice.
"I'm still not used to it."
Her throat had nearly been rubbed raw. What kind of monstrous thing was that? She would still need to get used to it slowly. Xiao Bai had almost left her unable to breathe.
After combing her hair, she took out two new outfits. As for the wedding clothes, she had already put them away.
Those were the wedding clothes she and Xiao Bai had worn on their first day. If the mood struck her someday, they could put them on and relive the experience.
"Xiao Bai... no, I should call him husband or hubby. It's too awkward to keep calling him Xiao Bai."
Bibi Dong decided to ask.
"What would you like me to call you?"
"Call me whatever you want. It has nothing to do with me."
Bai Guyue glared at Bibi Dong, thoroughly impatient.
"Don't hold a grudge. I'm thinking of our happy life together in the future, too." Bibi Dong sat on the edge of the bed, speaking like a wife. "Surely you don't expect me to sleep alone after one time while you play the saint?"
"Listen to yourself. Is that any way for a person to talk?"
Bai Guyue laughed in anger.
Who said he wanted to be a saint? He wasn't a monk.
Besides, there were countless women on the continent.
"Fine, fine, fine. You're right about everything."
Bibi Dong went to the wardrobe and took out a new outfit.
"Get up. I'll help you get dressed, and then we'll go outside. I imagine that fellow Qian Daoliu still has something he wants to see us about."
Bai Guyue sat up and stepped onto the floor. "You're that sure?"
"From what I know of the Qian Family, it's certainly possible. Besides, the Immortal Herbs you brought out are far too tempting to Qian Daoliu. He might want to ask for one for Qian Renxue."
Bibi Dong helped Bai Guyue dress as she explained her reasoning. When she crouched down, she saw the culprit that had put her through the wringer, and another unpleasant reaction came over her.
She swallowed slightly and looked away. She had to hold back for a while.
The clothes had taken half a month to have custom-made. She couldn't get them dirty.
After enduring it, Bibi Dong breathed a sigh of relief, but she still felt extremely uncomfortable inside.
The feeling of being addicted but unable to get immediate relief was truly unbearable.
"Why is your face so red?"