The cold moonlight filtered through the carved window lattice, casting a patchwork of silvery light on the floor.
Inside the bedchamber, the air was thick with an alluring atmosphere, mingling with the faint fragrance unique to Bibi Dong and the sweet, sticky scent released during moments of passion.
Time drifted by in this indulgent haze until Bibi Dong propped herself up. Lazily reaching for a cup of prepared warm tea from the small bedside table, she gently took a sip and rinsed her mouth.
After completing these actions, it was as if she had finally let go of the last bit of strength, sinking back into the soft bedding.
This time, however, she didn't return to her own pillow. Instead, she obediently followed the pull of the arm wrapped around her waist, resting her head gently on Dai Chengfeng's firm chest.
"Ah..."
At this moment, Dai Chengfeng exhaled deeply, releasing a breath filled with ultimate satisfaction. His chest rose and fell slightly with each breath, while he relished the warmth and smoothness of the supple body nestled in his arms.
One large hand absentmindedly caressed Bibi Dong's smooth and delicate back, his fingertips lingering along the elegant curves of her spine. The other hand intertwined tightly with her slender fingers, gripping them firmly.
Neither of them spoke, savoring the tranquility and intimacy of the moment.
Inside the chamber, only the gentle sounds of their breathing could be heard, interweaving softly.
After a long while, Dai Chengfeng seemed to regain a sliver of clarity from that extreme languor, remembering the matter at hand.
He lowered his head, his chin lightly brushing against the fragrant crown of Bibi Dong's hair. His voice, still hoarse from earlier, broke the silence:
"Teacher..."
"Hmm?"
Bibi Dong closed her eyes, lazily responding like a contented cat.
"Inside my body... it might have been by chance, but I seem to have been touched by a trace of your Rakshasa divine power."
Dai Chengfeng slowly continued: "However, this power is completely beyond my control, lurking deep within my dantian."
"And recently, while practicing spirit fusion techniques with Zhu Zhuqing, I've continuously failed, and the root cause lies here."
"Originally, my White Tiger martial soul and Zhu Zhuqing's Netherworld Spirit Cat should have fused perfectly. But the Rakshasa divine power strongly rejects external forces, causing every attempt at fusion to fail."
"I wonder if Teacher has any solutions?"
Today, Dai Chengfeng came to see Bibi Dong primarily because she had promised to help him again...
But the reason he gave Hu Liena earlier wasn't false either.
After all, Bibi Dong was destined to become the Rakshasa God and was among the strongest of the titled Douluo on the continent...
Dai Chengfeng believed that perhaps Bibi Dong could solve the issue with the Rakshasa divine power, which Liu Erlong couldn't.
Therefore, after finishing their 'business', Dai Chengfeng eagerly sought Bibi Dong's opinion.
At this moment, Bibi Dong stirred slightly in Dai Chengfeng's arms. She lifted her head, her beautiful purple eyes shimmering with thought in the darkness:
"Rakshasa divine power?"
Her tone carried a hint of seriousness. "Are you sure it's the power of the Rakshasa God within you?"
"Yes."
Dai Chengfeng nodded. "The essence of that power is filled with the aura of corruption and malice."
"Though it's just a trace, its rank is extremely high, lying dormant deep within my dantian, nearly impossible to touch, let alone control."
Bibi Dong fell silent for a moment, as if recalling something.
As the Pope, she had access to far more secrets than Dai Chengfeng. Moreover, she was undergoing the Rakshasa God's trials, giving her a deeper understanding of this power.
What puzzled her was why the Rakshasa divine power had entered Dai Chengfeng's body...
"Could it be similar to how I absorbed the Asura power? Through constant exposure, the Rakshasa divine power was attracted by the Asura power?"
Bibi Dong thought it quite possible.
Reflecting on this, she slowly spoke: "The essence of Rakshasa divine power is the concentrated malevolent intent of the world's utmost evil. It excels at amplifying inner darkness and eroding one's soul, making it extremely difficult to control."
Discussing serious matters, Bibi Dong's voice returned to its usual icy clarity, carrying an analytical focus.
"To control it, or even guide it, would be like plucking chestnuts from the fire. One slip-up and it may backlash, causing a loss of mental control."
Dai Chengfeng's heart sank. "Is there really no way?"
"Not entirely hopeless."
Bibi Dong shook her head slightly, her fingertips unconsciously drawing circles on Dai Chengfeng's chest. "Power itself isn't inherently good or evil; the key lies in the will and method of the controller."
"Although Rakshasa divine power is evil, if a stronger will can dominate it, or if you find a power that counters it yet temporarily accommodates it for guidance, there might be a glimmer of hope."
"Countering? Accommodating?" Dai Chengfeng pondered.
"For example, the power of pure light or sacred attributes theoretically counteracts Rakshasa divine power."
"But your martial soul is the White Tiger, not developed towards light attributes. Therefore, forcibly introducing foreign light power might conflict with your own soul power first."
She paused, then continued: "Perhaps you could also start by tempering your spiritual strength."
"When your willpower becomes strong enough to temporarily suppress the instinctive rejection of that trace of divine power, you might be able to complete the spirit fusion with Zhu Zhuqing in a very short period."
"But this requires you to achieve micro-level control over your own soul power, especially that trace of primordial energy."
Dai Chengfeng listened attentively, gradually forming a direction in his mind.
Tempering spiritual strength, seeking special domains or higher-ranked powers for experimentation… this was much better than having no clue at all.
Bibi Dong's insights were indeed extraordinary.
"Thank you, Teacher, for your guidance."
Dai Chengfeng felt gratitude welling up inside. He tightened his embrace, pulling the beauty closer, and placed a kiss on her smooth forehead.
"This is incredibly important to me."
Bibi Dong felt his sincere gratitude and the lingering heat of his body. She tilted her head slightly, and under the moonlight, she could clearly see the remnants of passion and earnestness in Dai Chengfeng's eyes.
Her lips curved imperceptibly, her tone carrying a hint of playful reproach:
"Is thanking me with words enough?"
Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, a mischievous and fiery gleam flashing in his eyes.
With a swift motion, he flipped her over, effortlessly lifting her soft body and positioning her straddling his waist.
Caught off guard, Bibi Dong let out a low gasp. Her purple robe had already loosened, revealing large expanses of snow-white skin and alluring curves.
Dai Chengfeng's hands slowly slid up her slim and supple waist, gliding over her flat abdomen, feeling the delicate skin, continuing upwards…
"Then… shall I thank you with action?"
His voice was hoarse, his gaze burning as he stared into Bibi Dong's increasingly enchanting purple eyes under the moonlight.
"What kind of thanks is this? Clearly, it's… it's because you're thinking about it again…"
"If Teacher says so, then it must be true… Disciple is exceedingly grateful…"
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