Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Heavenly Dao Umbrella, Seven Kills Annihilation

Chapter 101 Returning to the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong Serves Me in High Heels

Ye Lingling sat to the side absorbing the soul ring, while Jiang Nian searched around the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire and picked a ten-thousand-year-old immortal herb with fire attribute.

He casually abducted the Grade 9 Purple Ganoderma, and after a moment's thought, took some medicinal herbs to aid in alchemy.

Two hours passed quietly.

Ye Lingling opened her eyes, and her soul power also reached level twenty-six.

"Brother Holy Son, my second soul skill is no longer just about healing!"

"Thank you···"

Jiang Nian looked at the girl in his arms, glanced awkwardly at Qian Renxue in the distance, and pushed her away by placing his hands on her arms.

"It's alright, Lingling should focus on her cultivation and not hold this against me."

"Uh-huh!"

The little girl nodded solemnly, put her hands behind her back, and lowered her head.

I don’t know what I’m thinking.

"Alright, in that case, let's leave."

"When you come out again, I'll go to the Ye family to see you."

Ye Lingling raised her head, her voice soft and sweet: "How about... I go back with you?"

"I'll just write a letter to my mother."

Jiang Nian opened his mouth, then hesitated.

If I brought home such a petite and adorable girl without saying a word, what would the teacher think? Would she immediately crack a whip across my face...?

bah bah bah!
He didn't enjoy it either...

Willow twigs won't work; they hurt more than a ruler.

"It's okay, it'll be the same next time we go out."

Seeing that he didn't want to take her back, Ye Lingling stopped insisting.

She gave a soft "hmm," and then transformed back into the obedient and sensible little girl.

"Squeak!" Little White bared its teeth and claws, waving them wildly, almost crying out in pain.

The ground was covered in his own pure white fur.

"What are you yelling for! I'm not in pain!" Qian Renxue continued to pluck its fur, puffing out her cheeks in annoyance.

I must say, it feels pretty good in the hand.

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After sending Ye Lingling back, Uncle Fu's carriage didn't stop for a moment and prepared to head towards the Spirit Hall.

The four titled Douluo hiding in the shadows were quite pleased to see that they were finally going back.

He was often afraid of being ambushed by enemies while he was out, but fortunately nothing unexpected happened.

However, Yue Guan was already eager to go back.

If Bibi Dong hadn't insisted on not disturbing Jiang Nian, he would have wanted to show up a long time ago!
"The Heartbreaking Red of Longing... Princess Xiaoxue has actually gained the approval of this divine herb..."

"Old Ghost, what should I do if I can't take it anymore?"

Ghostly: "Solve it yourself."

Yue Guan's eyes were somewhat melancholic, but he didn't continue with any more nonsense.

All he can think about right now is getting back to Wuhun City!
After several days of long journey.

Jiang Nian finally saw this familiar place.

The smell of home wafted over me, instantly bringing a sense of peace.

Soon, the carriage stopped not far from the Papal Palace.

Jiang Nian and Qian Renxue walked down, the latter looking somewhat preoccupied.

"Xiao Jiang... I'll go let Grandpa know I'm safe..."

"Ok."

Watching her hurried figure disappear into the distance, Jiang Nian smiled.

It seems that the little golden retriever has become much more normal since returning here.

Putting his thoughts aside, he walked towards the Papal Palace.

"Huh? Where's the teacher?"

Jiang Nian looked towards the papal throne and noticed that the woman who always sat there was not there today.

Is she in her boudoir?

After a moment's hesitation, he stepped out and walked towards the courtyard behind the Papal Palace.

The first thing I have to do when I get back is report to the teacher, otherwise I'll be hung up and beaten the next time I step into the Papal Palace with my left foot.

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As soon as Jiang Nian entered the courtyard, he smelled the fragrance of various flowers.

Most of them were planted by themselves.

Sometimes, Bibi Dong would pick her favorite flowers to soak in her bath. Reaching the door, Jiang Nian raised his right hand again and again, finally gritting his teeth and knocking.

Until the third time.

He scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.

not there?

The room isn't even there?

Where will they go?

Jiang Nian was about to turn and leave when the door to another room in the master bedroom was pushed open.

Bibi Dong, wearing red high heels, swayed her slender waist, her breath slightly weak, and there seemed to be fine sweat on her forehead, her pretty face flushed.

"Teacher? You...you've run into trouble with your training?"

Jiang Nian was somewhat surprised and quickly stepped forward.

However, Bibi Dong closed the door without making a sound, and upon closer inspection, her middle finger seemed to be trembling slightly.

"Nothing, just tidying up."

She gently lifted her hair, her gaze towards Jiang Nian filled with a complex mix of emotions.

The suppression she endured during this period left her alternating between discomfort and fleeting pleasure, resulting in an unprecedented sense of loss within her.

And now, his disciple has returned...
Bibi Dong looked up at the boy who was a head taller than her and gently touched his cheek.

He stroked her head expressionlessly, finally placing his right hand on her head and applying pressure slowly.

Jiang Nian knew that she was going to pat his head again, just like when they were little, so he had no choice but to squat down and let her do it.

Ok?
What is the taste?
It tastes fishy...

Bibi Dong rubbed her right hand together, then slowly raised her handsome face, looking down at him arrogantly.

Their eyes met, and Jiang Nian swallowed hard, forcing himself to calm his breathing.

"Xiao Nian, how long have you been gone?"

"Um... about a month?"

"Wrong! I only know it's 375 hours!"

Bibi Dong gave a mocking smile and pinched his cheek hard: "Fine~"

"Very well... You've been gone for so long and haven't even sent your teacher a letter. You've really grown up and think I can't control you anymore?!"

Jiang Nian: "..."

All he knew was that keeping silent was the best response.

"Say it!"

Gan!
No one forces someone to say it.

"Teacher...I..."

"Alright! You don't need to say anything more!"

Jiang Nian: "?"

Bibi Dong gave a cold smile, then reached out and carried him towards the boudoir.

Thump~
The door slammed shut, and Jiang Nian was thrown onto the bed, somewhat at a loss.

"Teacher...isn't that necessary?"

"I brought you some things on my trip..."

Bibi Dong frowned slightly, and was about to take down the "Master-Disciple Transformation Artifact" hanging on the wall, but finally chose an old friend of Jiang Nian.

"We'll talk about that another time."

"Now... it's ready."

Jiang Nian tried to struggle a little more, but Bibi Dong showed no mercy and slapped him down.

A familiar feeling welled up in his heart, and he knew he was powerless to resist and could only endure it.

Perhaps they've gotten used to it, or perhaps they've developed antibodies.

Jiang Nian even took a break to scratch his butt.

That's it? !
Teacher, did you not eat today?
Seeing his arrogance, Bibi Dong was furious and threw down the willow branch she was holding.

She arrogantly raised her right leg, and her red high heel suddenly stomped down.

"You brat, do you know you were wrong?"

To cooperate, Jiang Nian could only nod: "Teacher... I'll do it next time..."

"Next time?!"

His mind went blank, and his body went limp.

never mind···
"Teacher, haven't you eaten?"

(End of this chapter)