The sun was already high in the sky when Fu Ye finally crawled out of bed.
Perhaps it was due to fusing with the Dragon God bloodline—
But every morning now, he felt overflowing with vitality.
After an entire night of fierce battle with Ah Yin, she had eventually surrendered. Fu Ye had no choice but to stop.
After all—
She was his wife.
He couldn't treat her like livestock.
But that only strengthened his resolve to find more wives.
With his current stamina…
Sigh.
It was rough.
Ah Yin had just recovered yesterday.
Now she had to recover again.
Still—
No need to rush.
The world was vast, but his wife's body came first.
He thought carefully.
At this stage, there weren't many beautiful and talented girls.
Ah Yin.
Bibi Dong.
Liu Erlong.
Only those three.
Tang Yuehua didn't have strong talent, but she was Tang San's aunt.
One day—
He fully intended to make Tang San call him uncle.
Then—
A bold idea surfaced.
Author: Bold indeed!
But for a modern soul like him, perhaps it wasn't that bold.
Someone had to do it.
As the saying went—
The rich should lead the way.
Someone must set the example.
For the sake of truth—
He would sacrifice the small self for the greater good!
Fu Ye.
In Douluo—
Inheritor of Cao Wei's legacy.
Ordinary girls simply couldn't withstand his physique.
He was stronger than Tang Wulin in Douluo III by a ridiculous margin.
Thankfully—
The system had a hidden function.
Locked companions could not become pregnant.
Otherwise, Ah Yin might already be expecting.
Children would come someday.
But not now.
He hadn't enjoyed life enough.
Children would only be shackles.
Looking at Ah Yin still asleep under the covers, Fu Ye couldn't resist stealing another kiss from her soft cheek.
"Mmm… Ye… softer… Yin Yin loves…"
Cough.
Ahem.
Non-violence. Non-violence.
After settling Ah Yin comfortably, Fu Ye headed toward his next destination.
Star Dou Forest.
A wonderful place.
Especially during the Douluo I era—
When soul beasts were at their peak.
Even the outer regions housed thousand-year beasts.
Not to mention the mixed zone, inner region, and core area.
Of course—
To Fu Ye, ten-thousand-year soul beasts were trivial.
He wasn't here for that.
As for Spirit Hall—
He wasn't in a hurry to deal with Yu Xiaogang.
He was already invincible.
Besides—
Qian Xunji already disliked Yu Xiaogang.
As for Bibi Dong…
Wasn't her affection rising a bit too fast?
One or two points per day?
He had spent an entire afternoon flirting with Tang Yuehua and barely gained that much.
(_)/
Women were truly mysterious creatures.
He would absolutely save Bibi Dong.
Even though his presence had disrupted destiny—
That incident was still three or four years away.
A lot could happen.
He wondered what his adorable senior was doing right now.
Probably not thinking about him—
The "dead man."
He smiled faintly.
The system panel didn't lie.
Since his "death," her affection had never stopped increasing.
Still—
Thinking about it now was pointless.
Better to visit the core of Star Dou Forest.
With a flash—
He vanished.
Spirit City.
Papal Palace.
The interrogation chamber.
Swish!
Crack!
"AAAAAHHH!!!"
Swish!
Crack!
"AAAAAHHH!!!"
Swish!
Crack!
The rhythm was almost musical.
That was the genuine thought of the two cowardly onlookers.
"You devil! Bibi Dong, you're a demon!"
The man bound by chains roared in agony.
Bibi Dong said nothing.
She only smiled faintly.
Then—
Swish!
Crack!
"AAAAAHHH!!!"
Again.
And again.
The one being beaten so miserably—
Was none other than the so-called Grandmaster.
The young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
The future "Teacher of Gods."
Yu Xiaogang.
But right now—
He looked painfully pathetic.
Crack!
Bone snapped.
"Bibi Dong, you devil! I am from the Blue Lightning—"
Crack!
Another bone shattered.
"Stop—!"
Swish!
Crack!
Bibi Dong glanced at the five healing Soul Ancestors standing five meters behind her.
"You five will rotate healing him. Don't let him die. If he dies here, I'll place the blame on you."
The five healers trembled.
For an entire hour—
She hadn't spoken.
Just whipped.
Relentlessly.
They healed him.
She tore him open again.
"Sister… Holy Maiden…"
"Silence. Holy Maiden has her reasons."
"Yes. We've been cultivating in the dorm all day."
"Right. We know nothing."
Yu Xiaogang's body was covered in deep lash wounds.
Healing Soul Masters could close wounds—
But the scars would remain.
Looking at Yu Xiaogang still screaming—
Bibi Dong wondered if she had been too gentle.
The thought made her grip tighten.
Too gentle.
Remembering how Fu Ye had been tortured for half a year—
Her smile turned cold.
"You five. Arrive at nine in the morning. Leave after nine at night. Your cultivation resources will be doubled. Understood?"
"Yes!"
"Understood!"
She nodded in satisfaction.
Swish!
Crack!
"Bibi Dong—you'll regret this!"
Swish!
Crack!
"I am from the Blue Lightning—!"
Swish!
Crack!
His screams echoed endlessly.