Ning Rongrong hurried to explain:
"You misheard! I said you're as smart as Senior Erlong!"
Huo Wu raised her fist threateningly.
"You'd better have said that."
The group laughed and joked their way through dinner, then headed back to the Spirit Hall Academy together.
On the road, Hu Liena frowned slightly.
"Weird."
"Didn't he promise to update the 'Diary of Aunt Lingyuan' while eating? It's been ages now—why isn't there any new content?"
Everyone's expressions turned a little odd.
What the hell were Su Chen and Bibi Dong doing?
Surely nothing could be more important than updating that diary, right?
Well… maybe one thing.
Drinking.
And chatting.
When the drinks are flowing and the conversation's good, even a thousand cups aren't enough.
The diary could wait.Moments like this only come once.
At a small tavern.
Su Chen and Bibi Dong were drinking and talking happily—chatting about everything from poetry and philosophy to life itself.
They talked from noon until dusk.
Even with their strong cultivation and tolerance for alcohol, both were swaying slightly now.
Bibi Dong was in a rare good mood.
Because Su Chen knew her story—really knew it—she could finally speak without holding anything back.
Her cheeks were faintly flushed, glowing like the evening clouds outside. With her slightly hazy gaze fixed on Su Chen, she murmured:
"Talking with you… it feels like I've gone back to a time when life was carefree. It's a pity I didn't meet you sooner."
Her tone carried genuine regret.
Su Chen smiled.
"Didn't I say? Life only moves forward. Meeting now is not too late."
She shook her head softly.
"No… it's already late. Far too late."
She turned to look at the fading sunset outside the window.
"I'm like the evening sun—already past its peak. While you're the morning light—bright, full of energy, full of life."
Su Chen followed her gaze to the window, then turned back to her and said:
"I don't agree, East Sister. Don't you think the sunset is beautiful too?"
Bibi Dong blinked, noticing he was staring directly at her with that calm, teasing smile.
Then he added softly:
"From afar this scene paints the world in hues of gold; what a fine moment to behold.The sun may fall beyond the hills, but the evening glow—still not as lovely as you."
Her cheeks went crimson.
She was the Pope of the Spirit Hall, for heaven's sake—but right now, she was just a woman being gently flustered.
"Such a smooth tongue! No wonder you've fooled Nana, and even Elder Lingyuan fell for your words."
She shot him a glare that was half-scolding, half-shy—more like a teasing young girl than the mighty Pope.
Su Chen replied seriously:
"I meant every word. Straight from the heart."
That made her smile genuinely.
"So you're a man of letters too, hmm? Then compose a proper poem—let me hear it."
Su Chen rose, cup in hand, eyes on the fading sun.
"The great river flows eastward still,Washing away the heroes' will.Right and wrong, success and fall—The green hills remain, the sunsets call.
Old fishermen by the shore so pale,Watch spring and autumn without fail.With one jug of wine, a joyful song—The tales of old, to laughter belong."
Bibi Dong stared, astonished.That… was a masterpiece!
But wait.
Hold on a second.
That sounded suspiciously familiar!
She chuckled.
"You really are talented in everything, aren't you?"
"Anyway, I had fun today. Let's go."
Su Chen grinned humbly.
"Just dabble a bit in poetry, that's all."
The two walked out together, both a little unsteady from the drink.
Outside the Spirit Hall.
The lanterns burned bright.
Bibi Dong smiled invitingly.
"Xiao Chen, come back to the Hall with me. I'll show you something interesting."
Su Chen froze for a second.
What she said sounded… exactly like:
"Come upstairs for a bit, my cat can do a backflip."
His heart skipped a beat.
"Uh… that might not be appropriate, right?"
Before he could finish, she took his arm firmly.
"What's inappropriate? Come on!"
At this moment, Bibi Dong didn't look like the cold, untouchable Pope—she was more like a warm, teasing older sister next door.
Maybe it was the wine.Maybe it was the years of repression finally melting away.
Either way, she was radiant.
The Spirit Hall guards at the gate nearly dropped their weapons.
The Pope… smiling? Holding a man's arm?Are our eyes broken?
That's not the icy queen of Spirit Hall—that's the spitting image of Saintess Hu Liena!
Wait a second—Isn't that Hu Liena's man she's holding?!
Not far away, Elder Guangling Douluo had just finished his duties and was heading out.
From afar, he saw the scene and froze mid-step.
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me."
He rubbed his eyes, muttering to himself.
"Bibi Dong, you swore up and down nothing was going on… now I see it with my own eyes."
"Shameless pair!"
Still chuckling, he quickly ducked behind a pillar—no way he wanted to be caught eavesdropping on that.
Meanwhile, the girls back at the academy were getting impatient.
Su Chen still hadn't returned.
Elder Lingyuan had gone home early, thinking to keep him company later so he wouldn't be lonely.
Who could've guessed he wouldn't come back at all?
Hu Liena scowled.
"Where the hell did that guy go?"
Everyone exchanged looks. Something about this definitely felt off.
If he hadn't updated the diary by now…Yeah, something was definitely going on.
"Ugh! I bet Bibi Dong got to him first again!"
"How can an aunt be that seductive?!"
Lingyuan sighed.
"Alright, let's eat. Xiao Chen's not a kid—he'll be fine. If he's late, we'll check on him after."
Hu Liena nodded reluctantly.
"Fine. Let's eat."
"Rongrong's still growing—don't let her go hungry."
Ning Rongrong: "???"
Meanwhile, Su Chen was being led straight into the Pope's private chambers.
"Wait here,"Bibi Dong said with a smile.
Su Chen nodded stiffly, his heart in chaos.
Bibi Dong was Hu Liena's teacher…and Qian Renxue's mother.
"How could I possibly—No! No way! I can't…"
The more he tried to reason with himself, the faster his pulse raced.
Forget it.
Better to be a beast than a coward who regrets it later!
The alcohol did the rest.
He yanked his shirt off in two seconds flat.
At that exact moment, Bibi Dong walked out—arms full of scrolls and paintings.
"Come, I'll show you some portraits from my youth—eh?"
"Xiao Chen, why did you take your clothes off?"
Su Chen: "???"
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