"You little rascal… you've been eating all day and you're still not full."
Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with pink hearts at this moment. Looking at the familiar man in front of her, she felt both her heart and body overflowing with happiness.
"Big sister, hold on tight."
In the next moment, Fu Ye tightly embraced Bibi Dong's soft, boneless body again and domineeringly kissed her lips.
As Fu Ye's "speed" increased, even Bibi Dong, a Soul Saint, couldn't help letting out muffled moans.
"You naughty little brother… mm…"
[Current Bibi Dong Favorability: 100%; Favorability locked]
After a long time, even with her strength as a Soul Saint, she collapsed weakly onto the bed.
Fu Ye knew that this was the best moment to launch his next attack.
"You… naughty little brother… ah… s-sister loves you so much…"
And just like that, Fu Ye and Bibi Dong stayed inside the secret chamber for an entire week.
Bibi Dong had been the girl hidden deep in Fu Ye's heart ever since he entered Spirit Hall at the age of six.
Now that he finally had her, he intended to "eat everything clean," not leaving even a single grain of rice behind.
During this time, Pope Qian Xunji's consciousness and body had been completely imprisoned by Fu Ye.
Now he sat in endless darkness.
No sound.
No light.
Only boundless darkness accompanying him.
Before they realized it, a full week had passed.
Inside the secret chamber beneath the Pope's Palace.
Fu Ye was hugging Bibi Dong, who was curled up in his arms with a face full of bliss, sleeping soundly on the bed.
After seven days of "battle," Bibi Dong had already realized that Fu Ye was someone she simply couldn't defeat.
Her soft body trembled slightly with each breath.
Looking at the dazzling curves before him, Fu Ye finally fell asleep.
When they woke up, it was already noon the next day.
Bibi Dong, whose face was buried in Fu Ye's chest, slowly opened her watery eyes.
Feeling the strange soreness in her body, she immediately bit down on Fu Ye's chest with her cute little tiger teeth.
"Hiss—"
Fu Ye woke up instantly from the bite.
When he opened his eyes and saw Bibi Dong's adorable face—
"You bad guy, you— mm!"
Fu Ye flipped over and pinned her beneath him again.
"My dear sister, we haven't seen each other for a few hours. Did you miss me?"
{Translator's note: Like most Chinese webnovels, this fic does not contain explicit sex scenes. There are suggestive moments, but no direct descriptions of sexual acts. However, if this fic grows larger, receives many comments and reviews, I might make an extra effort to occasionally write +18 chapters in the future. For now, though, it will remain this way.}
Finally, Fu Ye spared Bibi Dong, this little seductive cat.
After getting dressed and carrying her out of the secret chamber, the first thing that came into view was the towering dome above.
Beautiful murals covered the ceiling, vibrant and lifelike.
Mythological figures and auspicious divine beasts seemed to come alive under the painter's brush, telling ancient and mysterious stories.
A dazzling crystal chandelier hung from the dome like a cluster of stars, casting soft and radiant light.
The floor was paved with luxurious marble, its delicate patterns polished to a mirror-like shine.
A massive carpet stretched along the central corridor, embroidered with intricate designs in bright colors. Each step felt like walking on clouds.
The palace pillars were carved from white jade, decorated with complex patterns of blooming flowers and spiraling dragons.
The craftsmanship was breathtaking.
Between the pillars hung enormous oil paintings depicting figures dressed in magnificent clothing, their solemn expressions reflecting the majesty and dignity of royalty.
The walls on both sides were decorated with gold-framed mirrors, reflecting the lights and making the entire hall appear even more brilliant.
Jewels and pearls surrounded the mirrors, emitting a charming glow.
At the end of the palace stood a gigantic golden throne, towering above everything with an imposing aura.
This was Fu Ye's first time entering the interior of the Pope's Palace.
Its luxury far surpassed that of Heaven Dou Imperial City.
In Fu Ye's hand, he held Qian Xunji, who looked like a dead dog.
Under the effect of the Soul-Confusing Talisman, Qian Xunji was now nothing more than a puppet.
"Carry out the task I gave you."
"Yes, Master."
Qian Xunji obediently responded like a puppet.
This scene shocked Bibi Dong deeply.
After all, being able to control a Titled Douluo was simply too terrifying.
"Senior Sister Dong, I didn't expect the Pope's Palace to be this luxurious."
Fu Ye pressed his nose against Bibi Dong's snow-white neck, greedily inhaling her scent.
Feeling the strange reaction in her body again, Bibi Dong's cheeks flushed red.
It had already been more than half a month, yet this shameless little brother still wasn't satisfied.
"Hmph. So… am I still leaving?"
"Leaving? With such a huge Spirit Hall, what would happen without a leader?"
"As long as I'm here, you can stay peacefully."
Fu Ye gently patted her head.
To be fair, Bibi Dong had indeed been somewhat wrong. Spirit Hall had raised her for twelve years, yet she had wanted to leave.
But then again…
Qian Xunji's brain seemed to have developed improperly.
If things didn't work out, he just tried to force himself on her and even planned to leave a child behind.
What a "genius."
Fu Ye opened the system shop and purchased several Extreme Douluo-level puppets, a celestial herb, countless detox pills, and divine-bestowed soul rings.
[Congratulations to the Host for purchasing Extreme Douluo-level Puppets ×10]
[Congratulations to the Host for purchasing Celestial Herb: Phoenix Heavenly Garment Flower ×1]
[Congratulations to the Host for purchasing Detox Pills ×10086]
[Congratulations to the Host for purchasing Divine-Bestowed Soul Rings ×20]
With a thought from Fu Ye—
nine black-armored puppets holding blades instantly appeared before them.
Even Bibi Dong, the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall, was shocked by the sight.
"Fu Ye… who are they…?"
Her voice trembled slightly.
"Oh, just some puppets to protect you from now on."
"Their strength is above the Titled Douluo level."
Above Titled Douluo!
Nine Titled Douluo-level puppets!
Bibi Dong was stunned.
Now she truly couldn't understand the identity of the man before her.
His mysterious fake death.
His overwhelming strength after returning.
His ability to control people.
And now these Titled Douluo-level puppets.
"You nine—do not allow anyone to harm Sister Dong."
"Yes!"
As soon as the command was given, the nine puppets instantly turned into shadows and merged into Bibi Dong's own shadow.
In the next second, another Extreme Douluo puppet appeared before her.
"From now on, aside from me, you must obey Sister Dong's commands as well. Understood?"
"Yes!"
Bibi Dong suddenly became excited.
Titled Douluo-level puppets that would obey her commands!
"Squat."
"Stand up."
"Do the splits."
Bibi Dong played around with the puppet for quite a while before finally stopping.
Fortunately, the puppet had no consciousness.
Otherwise, it probably wouldn't have been able to endure Bibi Dong's antics.