Douluo Continent: I just left the dragon's lair, and they want me to marry Bibi Dong.

Chapter 34 Fallen Soul Master

Leave the offering hall.

Bibi Dong wrapped her arms around Ye Guyue's waist and said in a soft, tingling voice, "Husband, the Grand Elder has said that we should speed up the process. Why don't we agree to Dong'er's little request and do it a few more times?"

Ye Guyue clutched her robes tightly, looking down at Bibi Dong, who had a fawning smile on her face.

It was incredibly embarrassing for him.

"How could I, Ye Guyue, have a junior sister like you? You have no shame and even complain to Grandpa Qian."

He really didn't expect that Bibi Dong would actually complain; she's getting worse and worse.

"Husband, really! Dong'er clearly wants you to be her mother."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong nestled in Ye Guyue's arms and took a deep breath, her face filled with ecstasy: "It smells so good, husband, shall we go home and do it again, okay?"

Bibi Dong tried to coax Ye Guyue into agreeing, but when she looked up, Ye Guyue's veins were bulging and his face was full of black lines.

Oh no, I wasn't paying attention at all; I was just focused on enjoying myself.

"Dong'er, if you dare to act recklessly again, next time, your husband will throw you out."

Ye Guyue issued an ultimatum.

"Definitely," Bibi Dong assured.

The props for the secret room are all ready. My husband, you'll see how amazing Dong'er is then.

"You better keep your word, or else, you know what will happen."

A chill appeared on Ye Guyue's cold face.

The more Bibi Dong looked at Ye Guyue, the more she wanted to pull her down, pin her down, and bully her mercilessly.

"My husband is the most important person, and Dong'er will definitely keep her word. Let's hurry to our destination. Dong'er can't wait to see my husband show off his skills."

Bibi Dong was really looking forward to it!

Stop being so cheeky!

"Dong'er, if you don't behave, I'll deal with you when we get back after we finish our work."

Ye Guyue gave a coquettish laugh, and with a thought, the Holy Light Dragon Martial Soul appeared. She then jumped onto the dragon's back while holding Bibi Dong.

They immediately headed to the place Qian Daoliu had mentioned.

Bibi Dong breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, her husband didn't continue.

But next time, could I go even further?

No sooner had the two left than Qingluan and Guangling Douluo arrived at the Hall of Worship.

"Big brother, have Xiaoyueyue and the others arrived yet? I bought them gifts."

Guangling Douluo stepped into the Hall of Offerings with a smile on his face.

"I'm leaving," Qian Daoliu said calmly.

"What? They're leaving so soon?" Light Feather Douluo looked at the large bag of gifts in his hand. "What am I going to do? I wanted to hear Little Yueyue praise me."

Qingluan Douluo laughed and said, "Guangling, stop acting like a child. You're such an old man."

"I don't care, I want to hear it. Little Yueyue said that Grandpa Guangling is the best. If it weren't for the Demon Soul Great White Shark stopping us back then, I would have taken him to Seagod Island long ago." Guangling Douluo said righteously.

"That happened so many years ago. Back then, Gu Yue was still young and didn't understand anything."

Qingluan Douluo corrected, "Because Gu Yue said that Grandpa Qingluan is the best."

The words were spoken.

Guangling Douluo was stunned when he saw Qingluan Douluo looking completely infatuated. He immediately retorted, "Qingluan, don't be so narcissistic. Xiaoyueyue was talking about me."

Azure Phoenix Douluo protested, "It was me."

The two immediately confronted each other head-on, neither willing to back down.

Upon seeing this, Qian Daoliu felt fortunate that Ye Guyue had left quickly.

An hour and a half later, Ye Guyue and Bibi Dong landed in front of a village filled with a foul atmosphere.

The nearest town to the village is at least ten miles away.

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When they arrived, they found that tents had been set up outside the town, filled with the survivors of the village. The healing soul masters sent by the Heaven Dou Empire were also treating the surviving villagers.

"A foul stench."

Ye Guyue disliked this aura very much.

Bibi Dong sniffed him up and down: "Fallen Soul Masters, I once cooperated with Elder Yue to kill a Soul Saint. They are very dangerous, but my husband, you are a Soul Douluo, so dealing with them is more than enough. What I fear most is that they are in groups."

The two entered the village together.

The once vibrant village has been reduced to ruins, with only crumbling walls and no intact buildings remaining.

"Big sister."

Just then, a childish voice rang out.

Ye Guyue and Bibi Dong looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little boy running over, covered in dirt and dressed in rags.

"Who are you calling?" Bibi Dong asked.

"Big sister." The little boy pointed to Ye Guyue, who was dressed in white and had an ethereal air.

Bibi Dong chuckled: "You have a good eye, kid—oh my."

Bibi Dong's head was hit hard.

"You're so unprofessional. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll throw you out." Ye Guyue rolled her eyes at Bibi Dong.

Then, looking at the little boy, her voice was cold, "How did you end up here? There's no one else in this village; they're all basically at the camps outside."

The little boy explained with a pitiful look, "Big sister, I just wandered into this place while playing and got lost. Could you help me get out?"

The reasons are very valid, and children of this age are generally very playful.

Ye Guyue nodded, "Then come with us."

The little boy's eyes lit up, and he quickly thanked her. He came to Ye Guyue's thigh, stretched out his delicate little hand, and just as he was about to touch her leg, his nails began to turn black, as if trying to embed themselves into Ye Guyue's flesh.

Suddenly, Ye Guyue kicked the little boy, sending him flying.

The immense force caused the wooden house next to it to collapse.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Bibi Dong was completely taken aback.

Ye Guyue said coldly, "This person is not a little boy at all, but a fallen soul master in disguise. If he hadn't just revealed a trace of his aura, it would have been hard to detect him."

"Although I don't know what his purpose is, he definitely doesn't have good intentions."

Suddenly, a large amount of black energy began to appear around the little boy who had been kicked into the wooden house.

A skeletal hand reached out first, followed by a body appearing before the two.

He was no longer the same as before; he looked completely like an old man with a skeletal appearance and a terrifying aura.

"I didn't expect the Spirit Hall to be so vigilant. Unfortunately, I am a Soul Saint, and killing you would be a piece of cake. Capturing you to threaten the Spirit Hall would not be a bad option either."

His tattered clothes, white hair, and nauseating aura disgusted Ye Guyue.

"Martial Soul, Possession."

A black venomous snake appeared and coiled around the old man.

Yellow, purple, black, black, seven soul rings slowly rose.

"Hahaha, you two little girls, your strength is at most Soul Emperor, yet you dare to come here."

The old man burst into laughter.

"You old codger, you're about to die and you're still pretending. Just wait and see how my husband teaches you a lesson."

Bibi Dong pointed at the old man and mocked him.

The old man burst into laughter: "Then I'll see how you teach—me—"

As he laughed, his laughter abruptly stopped, and the scene before him made his pupils shrink.

A golden, radiant holy dragon emerged.

The golden light was dazzling and immediately overwhelmed him.

Yellow, purple, black, black, black, red.

"Contra with two 100,000-year spirit rings?"

The old man couldn't believe it; it must be a joke.

"Run!" The old man dared not say more, immediately mobilized all his soul power, and turned to run.

"Third Soul Skill, Light Dragon Breath."

The power of holy light gathered in front of him and erupted instantly, unleashing a hundred-meter-thick holy dragon breath.

The dazzling light engulfed the fleeing old man.

"Ah!" The old man screamed in agony as he turned to ashes.

After killing the old man, Bibi Dong immediately pounced on the aloof Ye Guyue, saying, "You're really amazing. Dong'er will reward you."

"No, you're so presumptuous, Dong'er, sob sob."

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