Before long, the sound of conversation came from outside the hall.
"Sect Master Yu, please hurry. This matter cannot be delayed."
The guard urged him on.
"His Holiness the Pope summoned me, so naturally I wouldn't dare be slow. But why are you rushing me so much?"
Yu Yuanzhen was thoroughly displeased.
After all, he was the master of one of the Upper Three Sects, yet they showed him no respect at all.
The voices drew closer, and Yu Yuanzhen stepped into the hall. What met his eyes was not Bibi Dong, but Yu Xiaogang hanging in midair.
"Xiaogang!"
Yu Yuanzhen's face changed drastically, and he rushed over. The sight of Yu Xiaogang's injuries and the blood covering his body, still dripping onto the floor, felt like a knife twisting in Yu Yuanzhen's heart.
No matter what, Yu Xiaogang was his son. However much of a good-for-nothing he was, it was one thing for Yu Yuanzhen himself to beat and scold him, but he had actually been tortured like this in Spirit Hall.
Though he had not returned to the sect for a long time, he had turned up in Spirit Hall, subjected to inhuman torture.
Yu Yuanzhen's anger exploded in an instant, leaving him unable to think about why Bibi Dong had appeared at Spirit Hall.
"Father..."
Yu Xiaogang spoke weakly, his faint voice sounding as though he might breathe his last at any moment.
Seeing that Yu Xiaogang had lost several teeth and that his face had been beaten into a pig's head, Yu Yuanzhen burned with rage.
"Yu Yuanzhen!"
Bibi Dong's voice rang out, bringing Yu Yuanzhen back to his senses. He looked at Bibi Dong and Bai Guyue.
"Your Holiness, is this how Spirit Hall treats my son?"
"Even if you're the Pope, you can't bully people like this."
Yu Yuanzhen spoke furiously.
"Bully people?" Bibi Dong sneered. "Yu Yuanzhen, you clearly don't know what your son did. He insulted me and my husband. He's lucky I didn't kill him, and besides..."
Bibi Dong's voice turned icy:
"Who do you think you are, Yu Yuanzhen, to lecture me? Even the Great Enshrined of the Worship Hall wouldn't dare speak to me like that. Who the hell do you think you are?"
At Bibi Dong's words, Yu Yuanzhen's spirit sank at once.
"Yu Yuanzhen, you really don't know what's good for you. If I wanted to wipe out your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon line, it would be as easy as turning over my hand. In a single night, I could leave no Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons on this continent."
You don't know how to humble yourself, and now you even dare to question me?
Do I, Bibi Dong, look like an unreasonable person?
Obviously not!
I, Bibi Dong, have always been reasonable.
"Your Holiness, I lost my head for a moment. Please forgive me."
Yu Yuanzhen came to his senses, already gasping for breath, and hurriedly apologized.
He did not know whether Bibi Dong truly dared to do it, but he did not dare gamble on it.
If Bibi Dong really made a move against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon line, his strength alone would never be enough to stop her.
"Good. Show me more respect in your tone next time."
Bibi Dong raised her hand and withdrew the web, and Yu Xiaogang's body fell to the floor.
Looking at Yu Xiaogang's miserable condition and battered appearance, Yu Yuanzhen felt both heartache and anger.
Of all the things you could have done, why did you have to think of provoking Bibi Dong and insult someone without using your brain?
You nearly dragged the sect down with you.
Yu Yuanzhen picked up Yu Xiaogang without questioning him. Before leaving, he saw Bibi Dong nestled in Bai Guyue's arms again, then looked at his own son and shook his head helplessly.
A Soul Emperor so young, with the Pope Bibi Dong as his wife.
Bai Guyue embodied the youthful vigor and confidence of a young man to the fullest.
Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Xiaogang left.
The two guards also cleaned the hall, then left as well.
"Husband, how did I do just now?"
Seeing that no one was around, Bibi Dong returned to her usual self. She gazed at Bai Guyue with undisguised infatuation and licked her red lips, as though the kiss just now had still not satisfied her.
"You're the Pope. Why are you asking me?"
Bai Guyue waved a hand.
"You're my man, and besides, the matter with Yu Xiaogang is over." Bibi Dong wrapped her arms around Bai Guyue and began to wheedle. "Husband, please don't go into seclusion. Seven days is too long. What am I supposed to do? It's too hard to bear."
"Then how did you bear it before?"
Bai Guyue asked in return.
"I endured it. What else could I do?"
What else could she do but endure?
Bibi Dong felt helpless.
"Then endure it for seven days."
Bai Guyue pried Bibi Dong's arms apart, stood up, and tossed her onto the papal throne.
"I'd better give this throne back to you. I don't think it suits me. I need to go into seclusion."
He had barely taken two steps when Bibi Dong immediately got up and wrapped her arms around him:
"No, husband! I can't stand seven days. Make it three, please~"
Seven days will be the death of me.
"Dream on!"
"Bibi Dong, now you know how hard it is? Where did all that arrogance of yours go? If you can't even endure seven days, you're useless."
Bai Guyue showed her no mercy. He pried her hands away, and the Nine Kill Soul-Devouring Sword came out of its sheath once more.
He leaped onto the Nine Kill Soul-Devouring Sword and immediately flew away on it at speed.
By the time Bibi Dong reacted, Bai Guyue had long since vanished, moving so fast that not even an afterimage remained.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
Bibi Dong stamped her foot in exasperation and sat back down on the papal throne, unable to calm herself.
After that disgusting business with Yu Xiaogang, her body was in urgent need of replenishment, yet Bai Guyue had gone straight into seclusion for a week.
You won't give me any face at all, will you?
"Furious, are you?"
"Bibi Dong, you really are as ridiculous as ever."
The Rakshasa God's voice rang out from the Sea of Consciousness.
"Rakshasa God, what do you want, showing up now?" Bibi Dong was furious and showed the Rakshasa God no courtesy either.
"Why, to announce your Rakshasa First Trial, of course. I originally intended for you to complete the First Trial in the Rakshasa Secret Realm, but now it seems there's no need."
The Rakshasa God spoke.
"No need?"
"Then what do you want to do now?"
Listening to the Rakshasa God's tone, Bibi Dong sensed that she still seemed to harbor quite a bit of resentment.
"Your First Trial is simple. Put your little lover in the secret chamber a hundred times for me. You have one year to do it, and you must complete all one hundred times. Not one less."
The Rakshasa God spoke through gritted teeth.
She had to make Bibi Dong torment Bai Guyue. Now she did not even dare leave home.
Everyone in the Divine Realm knew now, from the God Realm Committee at the top to the little circles of God Officers below.
And that damned Asura God, what a big mouth!
"The... the secret chamber!"
Bibi Dong was utterly surprised.
This is that Rakshasa God's First Trial?
Why is it different from what I imagined?
Isn't she just handing me a benefit?
"What, you don't want to?" The Rakshasa God's smile gradually grew. "This God Trial of mine should be as easy as lifting a hand for you."
"Of course I do."
Bibi Dong was somewhat puzzled.
"But why did you suddenly change the God Trial? That's not like you."
The Rakshasa God turning good? What a joke. Who knew what had set her off?
"What do you think? It was all thanks to your little lover. He had Destruction and Life come to my home and make trouble for me, causing me to make a fool of myself. Now the entire Divine Realm knows about it."
The Rakshasa God was furious, her resentment reaching the heavens.
"So that's what happened."
Understanding dawned on Bibi Dong.
"You should understand that for each of the hundred times to count, you have to leave Bai Guyue unable to get out of bed. It's not just an ordinary time."
The Rakshasa God reminded her.
"I understand."
I knew she couldn't be that kind. So there was a hidden condition for completion after all.
I have to drain Bai Guyue of all his strength.
That's a major undertaking, but I like it.