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T/N: This chapter is completely fucked. I've tried re-organizing it into the 'proper' order but it's doing my head in lmao. The raw is so random and missing chunks that it completely threw me off and some of the names are mixed and in the wrong places. I've tried my best but there's still some clear errors. My apologies in advance.
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The moonlight was cold and clear, spilling into the pool.
Bang!
Accompanied by a not-too-loud but distinctly audible splash, Dai Chengfeng was unexpectedly pushed back several steps, causing water to splash behind him.
"Huff... huff... huff..."
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing stood in the water. The night breeze brushed against her soaked clothing, bringing a slight chill, yet it did nothing to quell the fiery heat burning on her face.
The clear pool water slid down her curvaceous figure, and the moonlight generously bathed her in its glow, making her already fair and translucent skin resemble the finest white jade.
Under the moonlight, her skin shimmered with an intoxicating, crystalline radiance, accentuating the seductive figure that had just been refined by the immortal herb, leaving her breathtakingly alluring.
Her chest heaved violently as her breathing became rapid and labored.
Her usually calm and aloof eyes were now filled with anger and lingering traces of dazed moisture.
She wiped her lips while glaring fiercely at Dai Chengfeng, who still wore a smug smile from where he stood in the water. "Dai Chengfeng, you… you've gone too far!!"
His face showed no sign of anger from being pushed away; instead, his smile deepened, his eyes gleaming with playful mischief. "Too far?"
"Kissing my fiancée, how is that going too far?"
"Or are you saying, Zhu Zhuqing… that you want to break off the engagement?"
Zhu Zhuqing was momentarily speechless because what Dai Chengfeng said was correct—she was indeed his fiancée, a mark he brought from the Star Luo Empire that could not be erased.
The flutter in her heart and her acknowledgment of it were one thing, but physical closeness and… lip-to-lip contact… were another matter entirely!
It's the identity you carry, the ironclad proof of the generational marriage alliance between the Zhu and Dai families.
"Could it be," he deliberately slowed his speech, "that you're not my fiancée?"
Compared to me, Dai Mubai… the woman who once actively pursued you, is completely incomparable.
"Mm~"
Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng relaxed against the edge of the pool, raising a hand to wipe the remaining droplets from his lips.
There was no trace of icy authority, only a faint fragrance lingered.
Perhaps even making Ye Ai Yi surrender to you.
You're not ready yet!
The collar of her robe was slightly open, revealing her graceful collarbone and a hint of glistening white skin. She looked entirely different from her usual stern and solemn self, adding an air of mysterious allure.
But...
"Teacher..."
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Perhaps it was late at night because Bibi Dong wasn't wearing her ornate robes of power. Instead, she casually draped herself in a high-quality silver silk robe that shimmered faintly, lazily leaning against the long chair by the window.
After sitting quietly for a long time, Zhu Zhuqing finally calmed her mind, no longer obsessing over the significant "experience" of today.
I stepped out of the pool, changed into clean and refreshing clothes, looked up at the low-hanging moon in the night sky, and then directed my gaze toward the Pope's Palace.
You moistened your lips again, sipped some rich wine, and your voice, laced with a lazy magnetism, echoed through the empty bedroom. "It seems my earlier estimation was too conservative."
This was what you were striving to control—the **Rakshasa God Power**!
And Bibi Dong seemed to have anticipated Dai Chengfeng's arrival without any surprise or emotional reaction.
The talent I displayed, that unparalleled aura among peers, the ability to strategize, and even the courage shown during battles… all acted like a small magnetic field, gradually drawing you, Dai Chengfeng, closer.
"At least two years to complete the seventh trial!"
"It's almost a waste of the minimal sacrifice you made."
Deep within the Pope's Palace, inside Bibi Dong's private chambers.
Dai Chengfeng sat where he was, watching the direction where the beauty disappeared, and shook his head.
Through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, moonlight poured in like liquid silver, casting a luminescent glow on the polished marble floor.
"That girl… has thinner skin than I imagined." I spoke aloud, my smile unwavering. "Though… it was rather dull…"
Even if Dai Chengfeng wanted to deny it, the flutter in his heart grew stronger with each passing day he spent with Zhu Zhuqing.
Squeak—
The restlessness that had just been soothed by the hot spring water was reignited almost instantly by the sight of the moonlit "beauty painting," quietly rising again.
The moonlight outlined the majestic silhouette of the palace, appearing solemn and mysterious in the night.
In her other hand, on the tip of her index finger, a wisp of extremely faint but terrifyingly destructive dark purple light swirled, writhed, and condensed around her fingertip like a living entity…
Her slender, pale fingers elegantly held a crystal goblet, filled with deep red wine. She gently swirled the glass, watching the wine cling to the sides.
Perhaps it was due to relaxation or the slight intoxication from the wine, but at this moment, Bibi Dong shed the icy divine aura she carried during the day, revealing a breathtakingly lazy and seductive charm that belonged to men.
After all, those nights, I never missed a single one. Even if it was just an illusion, Bibi Dong always felt that Dai Chengfeng had been unusually excited since returning to the Spirit Hall and facing her restored identity as the Pope?
That thought pleased her, and her languid posture revealed a hint of sharpness.
Under the moonlight, your wet coat clung tightly to your back, your black hair cascading down your pale neck. Your figure, like a startled cat, vanished instantly into the mist, leaving only the faint sound of splashing water and the lingering scent of masculinity in the air as proof of your presence.
"Perhaps there won't even be a need for the eight years I initially estimated…"
Moreover, you don't hate Zhu Zhuqing, and you have no intention of breaking off the engagement.
Bibi Dong's fingertips twitched slightly, and the wisp of dark purple divine power suddenly contracted, becoming even purer and more refined, resembling a diamond of death. Her lips curved into an arc capable of captivating anyone.
After uttering those feigned flustered words laced with trembling undertones, Dai Chengfeng, drenched in water, fled in panic without looking back.
For a moment, Dai Chengfeng glared fiercely at Ye Ai Yi once again. "He… he's twisting words!"
The bright moonlight outlined Bibi Dong's exquisite profile, and the voluptuous curves beneath her silvery-gray robe appeared even more enticing under the soft lighting.
As Dai Chengfeng entered the chamber, his gaze was immediately drawn to the figure illuminated by the moonlight near the window.
"If we continue like this…"
Watching the divine power grow increasingly stable and refined, a barely perceptible look of satisfaction flickered across Bibi Dong's deep purple eyes.
And at that moment, the heavy carved wooden door of Bibi Dong's chamber was silently pushed open, and a tall, slender figure exuding fresh post-bath scents walked in.
"Heh…"
"He…"
"It's late… Teacher must have waited for quite a while!"
As the words fell, my figure merged into the enormous shadow cast by the Pope's Palace, slowly walking in this direction.
"Forget about last time! Let's just consider it… consider it as me thanking him!"
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