Chapter 33 Bibi Dong: How about using the soul bone awarded as a betrothal gift? Lan Yue cried in fright!
While uttering sweet words that didn't reflect his true feelings, Lan Yue tried his best to make his expression appear completely sincere:
"I just..."
I was simply overwhelmed by the image of fighting side-by-side that my sister just described!
"Right!
I was so excited I lost my balance!
Seeing that the mist in Bibi Dong's eyes seemed to be dissipating, Lan Yue quickly seized the opportunity and brought up the important matter:
"By the way, sister, you just said that the Elite Competition is about to begin."
"Do you know who the most talented people are participating in this year's competition?"
"Besides our Spirit Hall, are there any other strong competitors?"
Sure enough, when it came to serious matters, especially the topic of the competition and the opponent, she immediately became involved.
Bibi Dong's "drama queen" demeanor instantly subsided considerably.
The mist in Bibi Dong's eyes evaporated instantly, replaced by a look of confidence and pride.
"Competitors?"
Bibi Dong gave a light hum, sat up straight again, regaining her queenly aura, and casually played with a strand of her hair:
"Although I don't want to admit it, there are really not many people on the entire continent who I, Bibi Dong, can regard as my rivals."
"However, since it is a grand event for the entire continent, there are naturally some clowns who want to show off."
Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly, seemingly recalling intelligence:
"As for the Heaven Dou Empire, although the royal team has good resources, there are no outstanding talents in this generation, so they are not to be feared."
"The Star Luo Empire does have a strong martial soul. Their royal team possesses the 'Netherworld White Tiger' martial soul fusion skill, which is somewhat impressive, but that's about it."
At this point, Bibi Dong paused, her tone becoming slightly more serious:
"The ones that are really a bit troublesome are the top three families."
"Although Tang Hao from the Clear Sky Sect didn't participate in the competition, his brother Tang Xiao is said to be leading the team."
The Clear Sky Hammer, after all, is hailed as the number one weapon spirit in the world, and its attack power is indeed remarkable.
(He got together with Ah Yin. Although Tang Hao wanted to participate in the competition, Ah Yin refused to participate, so Tang Hao chose not to participate. Please don't criticize ┭┮﹏┭┮)
"Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has powerful support abilities, its own combat strength is insufficient. If we cut off their support abilities, they will fall apart."
"As for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family..."
Bibi Dong's lips curled into a disdainful smile:
"A bunch of reckless brutes who only know how to play with thunder. If Yu Yuanzhen were to come in person, I might be a little more wary of him."
As for those juniors… hmph.
Bibi Dong confidently concluded:
"In short, the championship in this competition is mine!"
"As long as I want it, there's no victory I can't achieve!"
Looking at Bibi Dong's domineering and arrogant demeanor, Lan Yue couldn't help but admire her inwardly.
This is what a future Empress should look like!
But...
Lan Yue's eyes darted around, and suddenly he thought of something. He tentatively asked:
"Then... Sister, since you're so amazing, the rewards for this competition must be really generous, right?"
"If my sister wins the championship, could you... share some good stuff with me?"
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong looked down at Lan Yue, whose face was filled with greed, and couldn't help but chuckle, reaching out to pinch his cheek:
"You little rascal, you haven't even done anything yet, and you're already eyeing the spoils?"
"Don't worry, as long as my sister wins the championship, those soul bones..."
Bibi Dong leaned close to Lan Yue's ear and said mysteriously:
"Your sister is leaving all of this as your dowry... oh no, as your betrothal gifts!"
Upon hearing the words "betrothal gifts," Lan Yue reacted as if a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his hair standing on end.
"A betrothal gift?!"
Lan Yue stared wide-eyed at Bibi Dong with a look of horror, as if he had heard some terrifying story.
Although he knew that Bibi Dong had "ulterior motives" towards him, this was too direct and too ahead of his time!
I'm only six years old!
If this happened in my previous life, it would be a minimum of three years, and at most the death penalty!
Help!
"My sister's going to eat the child!"
Lan Yue let out a strange cry and tried to escape from Bibi Dong's clutches by using both hands and feet, desperately crawling towards the door.
It looked just like a frightened little rabbit.
However, his feeble resistance was futile in the face of Bibi Dong.
Why are you running?
"What, is your sister going to eat you?"
Bibi Dong reacted swiftly, her jade hand reaching out lightly to precisely grab Lan Yue by the back of his collar.
With a slight tug, Lan Yue's small body, which had only crawled half a meter out, was once again sent flying back uncontrollably.
He landed steadily in Bibi Dong's warm and soft embrace.
"Hmm..."
Lan Yue felt a blur before his eyes, and then he was once again surrounded by that familiar fragrance.
Lan Yue nestled in Bibi Dong's arms, his hands protectively covering his chest, striking a pose of a chaste and virtuous man who would rather die than submit.
He said tremblingly:
"Dong... Sister Dong'er..."
"I...I'm only six years old!"
"I'm still just a child!"
"Aren't betrothal gifts... a bit too early?"
"And...and shouldn't it be the boy who gives the girl a betrothal gift in this kind of thing?"
There's no such thing as the other way around...
Seeing Lan Yue's pitiful appearance—so frightened he was incoherent and his face was deathly pale—Bibi Dong finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"Pfft—"
Bibi Dong covered her red lips again, laughing so hard that her breasts heaved, making Lan Yue dizzy.
"Giggle giggle..."
Bibi Dong stretched out her finger and gently tapped Lan Yue's forehead, her eyes full of teasing and doting:
"Look how scared you are, your face has turned pale."
"Your sister was just teasing you, look at you, so easily frightened!"
Bibi Dong looked at him with a smile, her tone slightly teasing:
"What? Doesn't my little Yueyue want to marry his older sister in the future?"
"Or... do you think your older sister is too old for you and want to find a young and pretty girl in the future?"
As she spoke the last sentence, Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous glint.
Alarm bells rang in Lan Yue's mind, and his survival instincts surged instantly.
This is a life-or-death question!
If I don't answer well, this train carriage might be my final resting place today!
"No...no! Absolutely not!"
Lan Yue shook his head vigorously, his face full of sincere loyalty:
"My sister is the most beautiful, gentlest, and best woman in the whole world!"
"If I ever get married, I'll only marry someone like my sister!"
"As for age... that's not a problem at all!"
My sister will always be eighteen!
Forever young and invincible!
Hearing this survival-oriented answer, Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction and withdrew her dangerous gaze.
"You've got a sweet tongue."
Bibi Dong was in a great mood. She pulled Lan Yue back into her arms, holding him like a doll, resting her chin on the top of his head, and whispered:
"However, soul bones are indeed precious treasures."
"The champion of this competition is said to receive two ten-thousand-year-old soul bones as a reward."
"Although I don't need it right now, I can save it for now."
"When you grow up and reach a bottleneck in your cultivation, or when you need to improve your strength, I will give them to you."
Bibi Dong's voice was gentle yet firm, conveying an undeniable doting affection:
"Anyway, your sister's things will be yours sooner or later."
"Whether it's a soul bone, or... something else."
Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Lan Yue felt a warm current surge in his heart.
Although this older sister usually likes to play pranks on people and is a bit "weird," she is absolutely devoted to him.
Although for Lan Yue.
The six soul bones within one's body must be at least 100,000 years old.
But the soul remains for ten thousand years.
She casually promised to keep a priceless treasure for him, a treasure that could cause a bloodbath if left out in the open.
This sentiment is truly profound.
"Thank you, sister..."
Lan Yue muttered something under his breath and stopped struggling, nestling obediently in Bibi Dong's arms, being weighed down by those two heavy figures.
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