Douluo Continent: Bibi Dong's Start with the Secret Chamber and Qian Xunji

Bibi Dong's gaze fell on Yu Xiaogang's exposed skin, as if she were examining an item that had finally been unpacked.

"What—what are you doing!"

Yu Xiaogang's voice finally changed. All that composure, that superiority, that clear logic, shattered into dust at that moment.

He desperately tried to shrink back, but his back slammed against the cold stone wall, leaving him nowhere to retreat.

His hands frantically tried to gather his torn clothes, but Bibi Dong grabbed his wrist and pressed it above his head.

"Bibi Dong! You've gone mad!"

Yu Xiaogang's voice became shrill, filled with undisguised terror.

He began to struggle violently, kicking his legs wildly, trying to break free from her grip in every way possible.

But it didn't work.

The power of the Soul Saint was far beyond his ability to contend with. Bibi Dong pinned his wrists firmly to the wall with just one hand, while her other hand pressed against his chest, feeling his heart pounding violently with fear.

"Let me go! Let me go—"

Yu Xiaogang's voice was trembling with sobs.

His eyes were wide open, finally devoid of any mockery, condescension, or self-righteous "I'm doing this for your own good" rhetoric. Only the purest, most primal fear remained.

Bibi Dong looked into those eyes.

She watched as tears welled up and slid down his thin cheeks, dripping onto the back of her hand that was pinching his chin.

It's warm.

She looked down at the single tear.

Then, I let go.

Yu Xiaogang's body slid down the wall, curled up in a corner, and gasped for breath.

His hands gripped the torn collar of his clothes tightly, his knuckles turning white, and he trembled like a leaf in the wind.

Bibi Dong stood still, looking down at him.

An indescribable emotion welled up in my chest.

It's neither joy nor heartache. It's somewhere in between, yet more complex than either.

She realized she couldn't do that kind of thing with Yu Xiaogang.

She needs to get pregnant. She needs Qian Xunji's child, she needs angelic blood. If something happens between her and Yu Xiaogang now, what if she gets pregnant with his child…

Then all the suffering she endured during that time would have been in vain.

This thought was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing most of the fire in her eyes.

Bibi Dong turned around and walked out of the secret room.

The stone gate closed behind her.

She didn't turn around.

In the secret room, Yu Xiaogang huddled in the corner, his fingers, which had been tightly gripping his clothes, finally slowly loosened.

He was panting heavily, tears silently streaming down his face.

His hands were trembling.

My whole body was shaking.

What did he see in those purple eyes just now?

不是爱。

It's not hatred.

It was something he had never seen in Bibi Dong's eyes before. Like a wild beast that had been imprisoned for too long, finally remembering that it still had fangs.

She will.

He suddenly realized a fact that sent chills down his spine.

She really does.

……

In the sea of ​​consciousness.

On the virtual screen in front of Lin An, live footage of the secret room was being played.

The image of Yu Xiaogang huddled in a corner, trembling, was frozen in the center of the screen, looking utterly miserable.

But he was in no mood for sympathy at that moment.

He almost crushed the potato chips in his hand.

The moment Bibi Dong tore Yu Xiaogang's clothes, Lin An sprang up from the virtual sofa, his mind racing with only one thought—

don't want!don't want!don't want!

Don't!

His hands were shaking even more violently than Yu Xiaogang's, almost violating his "aloof god" persona, and the system pop-up warning appeared directly.

Are you kidding me!

Yu Xiaogang? Martial Soul Luo Sanpao? That malignant mutated martial soul that only has the ability to fart?

If this were combined with Bibi Dong's twin martial souls, what kind of distorted child would be born?

What if they inherit Yu Xiaogang's martial spirit, or undergo another malignant mutation...?

Lin An felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about it.

He's a system that believes in having many children and bringing good fortune, not a garbage dump. The stronger the bloodline, the more energy. The weaker the bloodline, the less energy. For someone like Yu Xiaogang, who has negative talent, having even one child would be a huge loss.

fortunately.

Thank goodness.

Bibi Dong stopped.

Lin An watched Bibi Dong turn and walk out of the secret room, let out a long breath, and slumped back into the sofa. His heart was still pounding; those few seconds had been more thrilling than watching a horror movie.

He took a while to calm himself down before his hands trembled as he pulled a handful of potato chips from the snack bag and stuffed them all into his mouth, using the crunching sound to soothe his frightened little heart.

Yu Xiaogang, Da Mei.

We need to keep a close eye on things from now on, and we absolutely cannot let Bibi Dong act rashly and take action against Yu Xiaogang.

"Thank goodness..." he mumbled indistinctly, "Thank goodness she stopped on her own..."

Lin An looked up at the energy value in the upper right corner of the system interface.

Although the increase is slow, it's still increasing. When Bibi Dong becomes pregnant with Qian Xunji's child, with angelic blood and SSS-level, that's when real money will be made.

As for Yu Xiaogang...

Lin An switched back to the game interface with a blank expression.

Go as far away as you can.

……

Outside the sealed room.

Bibi Dong leaned against the cold stone wall, her chest heaving violently.

Her hands were also trembling slightly.

It wasn't out of fear, but because for a split second, she almost continued.

Yu Xiaogang's terrified eyes, curled-up body, and trembling voice flashed repeatedly in her mind like frozen frames.

Her face was reflected in those wide eyes—a distorted, unfamiliar face that even she herself couldn't recognize.

Like a madman.

His words still echoed in my ears.

Bibi Dong closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

I took another puff.

He spat it out again.

After several repetitions, the burning, oppressive feeling in my chest finally subsided somewhat.

She doesn't regret it.

She just... needs to calm down.

Having just emerged from Yu Xiaogang's secret room, her first instinct was to turn around and head towards Qian Xunji's secret room at the other end of the corridor.

She had already taken a step, and the hem of her skirt had already brushed against the stone bricks in that direction.

Then she stopped.

She didn't emerge from there until dawn. Qian Xunji had been tormented by her all night, and in the end, he couldn't even make a sound.

If she goes there now, it won't be "using" it, it will be "ruining" it.

She understood the principle of draining the pond to catch all the fish. Qian Xunji's soul power was now sealed, and his body couldn't withstand such a frequency.

more importantly--

She didn't want to be someone controlled by her desires.

Whatever kind of desire it may be.

Bibi Dong opened her eyes, the turbulent emotions in her purple eyes had subsided, and she returned to the deep, unfathomable well.

She straightened up, straightened her robes, and smoothed out the fine wrinkles on the cuffs.

Then take a step.

It's not the direction to the secret room.

We're going to the training room.

The stone door to the quiet room closed behind her.

This training room is for Qian Xunji's exclusive use. The walls are made of special stone that isolates soul power fluctuations, and the floor is paved with cold jade that can help to calm the mind.

In the very center was a prayer cushion, and in the corner burned a calming incense burner, with wisps of smoke rising straight up.