Chapter 61: Settling Bibi Dong
Bibi Dong only felt warmth all over her body, her soul and body incomparably relaxed—something she had not experienced since starting the Rakshasa God trials.
In her comfort, she even let out an unintentional soft hum.
"Mm… mm…"
Hearing this, Ning Bei—who had only recently broken his abstinence yesterday—stood there, frozen.
???? Your Holiness the Pope, what in the world are you doing?
On this silent night, in the middle of a deserted wilderness, a beautiful woman wearing a black cloak was sitting cross-legged on the ground, occasionally letting out strange humming sounds.
Beside her, a young man stood with his legs squeezed together.
This bizarre scene went on for nearly half an hour.
When the medicinal effect wore off, Bibi Dong opened her eyes, her beautiful gaze filled with gratitude as she looked at Ning Bei.
"It really worked, and the effect was very good. In this short time, I've already driven out part of the Rakshasa God's soul power."
Ning Bei calmed the heat in his body and nodded at her.
"That's good. But doing this will definitely cause damage to your soul. That Soul-Nourishing Pill will come in handy now."
Bibi Dong nodded and was about to take the pill.
Seeing this, Ning Bei quickly stopped her. He definitely didn't want to experience what had just happened all over again.
"Your Holiness, it's already late. Shouldn't we head back to the city and take the pill there?"
Bibi Dong looked around and realized he was right, so she nodded.
"That's fine. You can go to Heaven Dou City to find a place to stay. I'll head home first."
Seeing Ning Bei about to leave, Bibi Dong suddenly grew anxious.
"Um… you…"
"Hmm?"
Ning Bei turned his head, looking at her with a puzzled expression.
"I have no soul power right now. It's dangerous for me to be alone… you… you send me to Heaven Dou City."
Ning Bei slapped his own forehead—he had completely forgotten about that.
"How long will the seal on you last?"
Hearing his question, Bibi Dong shook her head.
"I don't know. That black dragon's strength far surpasses mine. Even without the burden of the Rakshasa God's power, I probably wouldn't be his match. As for this seal, I have no clue how to break it for now."
"How about calling that black dragon again?"
Ning Bei rolled his eyes at that suggestion. What, you think Di Tian is my pet? Call him and he comes? His original intention was probably for me to kill you. If I call him back to unseal you, what if he gives me two big slaps instead?
Thinking of his Breaking Calamity Pill, Ning Bei came up with another idea.
"Forget calling that senior back. I have another way to help you break the seal. Let's go—we'll head to Heaven Dou City first."
With that, Ning Bei took the lead, walking toward Heaven Dou City.
But after walking more than ten meters, he didn't hear anything from behind. He turned back in confusion and saw Bibi Dong still sitting on the ground, her cheeks slightly flushed as she looked at him awkwardly.
"Um… the branches you used to tie me up earlier, do they have some kind of paralyzing toxin? I can't move right now—I can't even stand up."
Ning Bei suddenly realized—although he had told Yao Yao not to release poison, the nerve-paralyzing toxin had been strengthened by the Ke Ye Purple Immortal Tulip and had become its instinct. Even in such a short time, Bibi Dong, without soul power to protect herself, had been affected.
"So what now? Just sit here all night?"
"You… you carry me."
A smirk tugged at the corner of Ning Bei's mouth. You just tried to kill me, and now you want me, the dignified young master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, to carry you? Impossible. Absolutely impossible.
On the night road, two shadows overlapped under the soft glow of the Illusionary Dream Butterfly.
Ning Bei carried the Pope slowly toward Heaven Dou City.
The softness against his back made it hard for him to focus on the road.
Luckily, it was the middle of the night, so there was no worry about passing carriages.
As for why he didn't let Ah Bao carry the Pope—
Late at night, it's better not to disturb his little friend's sleep. As a model youth, Ning Bei decided to uphold the spirit of taking the lead and helping others.
Ah Bao : "Heh, pfft!"
"You're so young and already have the cultivation of a Soul Emperor. Do you also have a god's trial?"
From his back, Bibi Dong voiced her doubt. Before her soul power had been sealed, she had felt Ning Bei's soul power fluctuations.
Ning Bei didn't deny her guess.
"That's right—some fortuitous encounters."
Seeing that Ning Bei didn't want to talk about the god behind him, Bibi Dong didn't press further. After thinking for a moment, she asked something else.
"So what you meant earlier is that the person I once loved, and my teacher, were all influenced by the Asura God and Rakshasa God?"
Ning Bei thought for a moment before replying:
"That depends on how you see it. People who fall into darkness often cling to the last bit of light as a lifeline. Even without divine interference, you might have magnified that beauty in your heart. As for your teacher, I think it's very likely the gods' doing."
"Otherwise, you would have had no reason to meet that person at all."
Bibi Dong fell into brief contemplation at his words.
"Have you ever looked into Yu Xiaogang? What do you think of him?"
At the mention of Yu Xiaogang, Ning Bei almost laughed out loud.
"Heh!"
Bibi Dong seemed to hear the disdain in his laugh and felt a bit displeased.
"He is a knowledgeable, idealistic man. He would dedicate his life to proving his theories. You just don't understand him, which is why you have a misunderstanding."
Ning Bei sneered and didn't answer directly.
"I won't comment on what kind of person he is just yet. But a man who repeatedly abandons his women—I despise him from the bottom of my heart."
"H-he had his reasons!"
"Oh? Then tell me what reason could make him fall into another woman's arms immediately after losing his true love? And what reason could make him run away from his own wedding, leaving the bride to bear the ridicule alone?"
"This…"
Seeing her at a loss for words, Ning Bei continued:
"As for his theories, is your second spirit ring yellow?"
"I'm just a special case, others—"
Before she could finish, Ning Bei interrupted her.
"Those so-called theories were recorded long ago in other sects; they just weren't made public. That's why no major sect respects him."
"And as for working hard for his ideals—wasn't it he who said there's no such thing as a useless martial soul, only a useless soul master? Then he spent years freeloading at the academy without teaching the students a single bit of knowledge? Then turns around and takes a twin martial soul, innate full soul power genius as a disciple?"
"And that disciple just so happens to be the Asura God's successor—the son of Tang Hao!"
Ning Bei's words struck Bibi Dong like a thunderbolt. She truly hadn't known this. It was one thing for his actions to contradict his words, but to knowingly take Tang Hao's son as a disciple—someone who was her enemy—meant he had completely disregarded her.
"H-he might not know that disciple's true identity…"
Even as she spoke, Bibi Dong didn't believe her own words. Her voice grew smaller and smaller.
"Heh, do you believe that when the time comes, he'll even bring Tang Hao's token to the Spirit Hall to ask you about training twin martial souls?"
Bibi Dong's eyes began to turn cold. If that really happened, then she wouldn't hesitate to sever all ties.
(END CHAPTER)
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