Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 651 Bibi Dong Comes to the Door

Dai Chengfeng closed the door, walked up to her, and naturally stretched out his arms to pull her into his embrace.

"Teacher, what brings you here? You're a rare guest, it's your first time in my room."

Bibi Dong let him hold her without struggling. She simply raised her eyes and glanced at him sideways. That glance was full of charm, yet it also carried the majesty of a pope.

"What, can't your teacher come?"

"Of course."

Dai Chengfeng smiled and lightly pecked her lips, "I just didn't expect my teacher to visit so late at night. I'm flattered."

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at him, raised her hand and gently pushed him in the chest. The force was light, more like flirting.

"Grumpy."

She pulled away from Dai Chengfeng's embrace slightly and looked him up and down. "Did you just come from Zhu Zhuqing's place?"

Dai Chengfeng nodded frankly, "Is the teacher jealous?"

"What nonsense."

Bibi Dong turned her face away, her ears turning slightly red. "I'm just reminding you that tomorrow is your match against Tang San, so you should conserve your energy."

Dai Chengfeng pulled her into his arms again, resting his chin on the top of her head, inhaling the cool fragrance of her hair.

"Don't worry, teacher, I know what I'm doing."

Bibi Dong was silent for a moment before speaking again: "Are you confident about tomorrow's competition?"

Dai Chengfeng chuckled, "Why is even the teacher asking this? Zhu Qing just asked that."

"Zhu Zhuqing is also worried about you?" Bibi Dong's tone was devoid of emotion.

“She’s worried about Tang San’s hidden weapons,” Dai Chengfeng answered truthfully. “I’ve considered it too. Indeed, that’s the only threat tomorrow.”

Bibi Dong lifted her head from his embrace, her purple eyes appearing exceptionally deep in the moonlight.

"I've had people investigate that kid Tang San."

His hidden weapons are indeed extraordinary, his techniques are unpredictable, and they are impossible to defend against. Moreover…

She paused, then added, "He also seems to be quite skilled in using poisons."

"Although I haven't seen him use it yet, intelligence shows that he used poison to defeat several Soul Master level opponents when he was in Notting City."

So tomorrow, you must not only be wary of hidden weapons, but also be careful of his use of poison.

"Thank you for reminding me, teacher."

Dai Chengfeng felt a warmth in his heart and lowered his head to place a kiss on her forehead.

Bibi Dong pushed him away, took something out of her storage soul tool, and handed it to him.

"this is for you."

Dai Chengfeng took it; it felt cool and soft to the touch. It was a deep purple soft armor, as thin as a cicada's wing, and shimmered faintly in the moonlight.

"This is the Soul Guidance Device 'Amethyst Soft Armor,' woven from ten-thousand-year-old amethyst spider silk. It is thin, flexible, and can withstand attacks from Soul Kings."

Bibi Dong explained, "I found them specifically."

While Tang San's hidden weapons pose no threat to true powerhouses, they can still be dangerous for a Soul Master of your level.

Wear it, just in case.

As Dai Chengfeng held the soft armor, an indescribable warmth welled up in his heart.

As the Pope, Bibi Dong was extremely busy with state affairs, yet she still went out of her way to find this treasure for him. How could he not understand her thoughtfulness?

"teacher……"

He spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

"You are not allowed to say thank you."

Bibi Dong interrupted him, turning her face away, "I just don't want my student to lose too badly and disgrace the Spirit Hall."

The words sounded awkward, but Dai Chengfeng could hear the concern in them.

He chuckled softly, carefully put away the soft armor, then cupped Bibi Dong's face and kissed her deeply.

Bibi Dong initially struggled slightly, but quickly softened, reaching out to wrap her arms around his neck and responding to the kiss.

After a long while, the two separated, their breathing somewhat disordered.

Bibi Dong's cheeks flushed red, and she was breathtakingly beautiful in the moonlight.

She glared at Dai Chengfeng, her eyes glistening with tears, but there was little anger in them. "Is this your way of thanking your teacher, or are you taking advantage of me?" she said reproachfully.

Dai Chengfeng chuckled and nuzzled her nose. "Teacher, don't you like it?"

Bibi Dong pursed her lips and remained silent.

Don't you like it? Of course not.

She has lived for so many years, holding great power and high above everyone else. Everyone respects and fears her. Only this audacious young man dares to get close to her, tease her, and even... love her.

This feeling of being cherished and needed was a warmth she had never experienced before.

Seeing her silence, Dai Chengfeng's smile deepened.

He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bedside.

Bibi Dong gasped softly and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

"what are you doing?"

"It's late, teacher should rest."

Dai Chengfeng placed her on the bed and began to undo her clothes.

Bibi Dong did not refuse, but simply looked at him quietly, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

One by one, the sashes were untied, and the deep purple long skirt slipped down, revealing the matching undergarment underneath.

Dai Chengfeng's movements were gentle and devout, as if he were handling a rare treasure.

Soon, all the clothes were removed.

The moonlight seemed to flow over her.

The skin was not merely fair, but possessed a cool, translucent, jade-like luster, as if the finest mutton-fat jade were illuminated by an inner glow, or like condensed moonlight, radiating an unreal halo.

Her body curves are not exaggerated undulations, but rather a masterpiece sketched by the most precise mathematics and the most poetic art.

The smooth lines of her shoulders and neck blend seamlessly into her delicate collarbones, and the captivating curve of her waist is breathtaking. Looking down, you see a pair of incredibly long and slender legs.

When they stand side by side, there is almost no gap between them. The lines start from the full thighs, smoothly tighten and extend all the way, pass through the gentle turn at the knees, then to the beautifully curved calves, and finally to the slender and delicate ankles, forming a continuous and breathtaking undulation.

She stood there quietly in the moonlight, every inch of her skin, every curve, even her slightly curled, glistening toes, exuding a cool, holy, yet irresistible allure that could freeze one's blood and steal one's soul.
Dai Chengfeng's eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

He leaned down, about to make a move, but Bibi Dong raised her hand and pressed it against his chest.

"We have another competition tomorrow, so let's conserve our energy."

Her voice was a little hoarse, but it carried an undeniable firmness: "If you lose tomorrow because of tonight, I will be angry."

Dai Chengfeng paused, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes, followed by a wronged expression, "Teacher..."

"There's no point in acting like a baby."

Bibi Dong turned her face away, her ears turning bright red, "Once you win, you can do whatever you want."

Seeing her unusually shy demeanor, Dai Chengfeng felt a warmth in his heart, knowing that she was genuinely worried about him.

He sighed, rolled over and lay down beside her, pulling her into his arms.

"Okay, I'll listen to the teacher."

He whispered in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe, "When I win, you'd better keep your word, teacher."

Bibi Dong softly hummed in agreement, buried her face in his chest, and stopped talking.

Dai Chengfeng held her in his arms, feeling the warm and soft flesh in his embrace, yet his heart was unusually calm.

He closed his eyes, inhaling the cool fragrance of her hair, and gradually became sleepy.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but just as he was about to drift off to sleep, Bibi Dong in his arms suddenly spoke softly:
“Chengfeng”.

"Ok?"

"Must win."

Dai Chengfeng opened his eyes and looked down at her.

She had already closed her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her cheeks, as if what she had just said was merely a dream.

But he knew it wasn't a dream.

He tightened his arms around her and placed a kiss on the top of her head.

(End of this chapter)