Douluo Dalu, a junior student, started his journey after being adopted by Bibi Dong.

"On my way here, the blue silver barrier suddenly disappeared. Luckily, I left coordinates here beforehand, otherwise..."

She paused, her gaze falling on Ah Yin.

She sensed something was wrong.

"It's nothing," Ah Yin met her gaze, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"I have just taken human form and am fully prepared. Now, I can go with him."

Bibi Dong's eyes darkened.

A trip for two... is it going to become a trip for three?

And if things go wrong, she might end up being the one with the light bulb.

She was displeased, but didn't show it on her face.

He simply nodded slightly.

"Let's not delay, let's go."

"Um.

Ah Yin took one last look at the Blue Silver Forest where she had lived for 100,000 years.

She raised her hand, and a faint blue light condensed at her fingertips.

The light spread out, transforming into countless runes that sealed the entire forest layer by layer.

After doing all this, she turned around and took Yue Qingge's hand.

The three arrived at the palanquin parked at the edge of the forest.

The sedan chair was made entirely of ancient purple wood, with intricate carvings on its body, and served multiple purposes such as sound insulation, impact resistance, and sturdiness.

The sedan chair was pulled by two thousand-year-old spirit beasts, pure white with wings on their backs, exuding an extraordinary aura.

The person driving the sedan chair sat quietly at the front. She was shrouded in a black robe, which seemed to have the effect of reducing her presence; if one did not look closely, one would hardly notice her.

A female Title Douluo from the Spirit Hall.

Yue Qingge first helped A Yin into the sedan chair.

Ah Yin leaned forward slightly, her slender fingers lifting the hem of her skirt to reveal a section of her fair calves.

The movements were elegant and graceful, carrying a subtle, unintentional fragrance.

Yue Qingge followed behind her, preparing to go inside—

Do you need any help?

Bibi Dong's voice came from behind, accompanied by a gentle smile.

She stretched out her fair arm, her phoenix eyes holding a hint of mischief and provocation.

When Ah Yin heard her making such a commotion, she immediately reached out from the sedan chair.

He waved a wisp of dark blue vine, which wrapped around Yue Qingge's arm.

"No need to trouble you, Your Holiness," she said gently, yet with an undeniable firmness.

"I will take care of my child myself."

The two of them each grabbed one of Yue Qingge's arms.

Yue Qingge stood in the middle, feeling the pulling force from both sides, and was speechless.

He took a deep breath.

"I have legs of my own," he said in a low voice, with a hint of helpless annoyance, "I can climb up myself."

Ah Yin and Bibi Dong exchanged a glance.

In that glance, there was a clash, but also a tacit understanding.

The two of them let go of each other at the same time.

Yue Qingge rubbed her arm, which was a little sore from being pulled, and climbed into the sedan chair herself.

He wanted to sit by the window, but as soon as he sat down, someone sat down on each of his sides.

He was caught in the middle.

"Mo Yuan, we can set off now." Bibi Dong's voice returned to its usual cool tone.

The sedan chair gave a slight jolt and began to move forward.

A brief silence fell inside the sedan chair.

Yue Qingge sat in the middle, with A Yin on her left and Bibi Dong on her right.

Both of them had voluptuous figures, and their full breasts clung tightly to his body, being squeezed and slightly deformed.

He could clearly feel the amazing temperature and elasticity.

On the left is a cool, jade-like surface with a faint, fresh scent of grass and trees.

Two completely different tactile sensations, yet equally deadly allure.

Yue Qingge's breathing became slightly erratic.

"Oh, right," Bibi Dong suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

"You also have a senior sister. Her name is Hu Liena, and she's an orphan. She was hunted down since she was a child, and I rescued her when I found her. She has some talent, so she stayed at the Spirit Hall."

Yue Qingge did not answer immediately.

He was sandwiched in the middle, with full breasts on both sides pressed tightly against him, swaying gently with the bumps of the sedan chair.

The soft touch clung to his body, like countless ants crawling on it.

He could clearly feel the two soft, fleshy mounds being squeezed and then spreading outwards, each movement causing a slight ripple.

A shiver ran through me.

"...Um," his voice was a little hoarse, "I will get along well with my senior sister."

Bibi Dong noticed his predicament.

She turned her head to look at his slightly reddened ears, a smile playing on her lips.

She didn't speak, nor did she move away—after all, that's how the positions were arranged.

Ah Yin noticed it too.

She frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in her mind. She had just helped regulate his Qi and blood; how could it be disrupted again so quickly?

But now that Bibi Dong is in front of her, she can't just make a move.

She could only secretly tighten her grip on Yue Qingge's hand, wanting to help him quietly...

"There's someone blocking the road ahead, ask."

Mo Yuan's low, husky voice came from the front, breaking the idyllic atmosphere inside the sedan chair.

Ah Yin seemed startled and hurriedly let go of his hand.

Yue Qingge looked out of the sedan window.

Two people stood in the middle of the road. One was a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe, with a sallow complexion, gloomy eyes, and an aura of dejection emanating from him.

The other was a boy, simply dressed, but arrogant, looking around impatiently.

"This is Guzhu after ten years," the gray-robed man's voice came, carrying a hint of deliberate persuasion.

"Its texture is firm, making it very easy for you to absorb."

Upon hearing this voice, Yue Qingge's face instantly broke into a smile.

He concentrated his soul power in his throat, and his voice pierced through the purple mystic wood, carrying out clearly—

"This uncle is right! Guzhu suits you very well, and you might even be able to create your own soul skill—Blue Silver Stilts!"

The boy was taken aback, then looked intently at the lone bamboo.

"Teacher," he said excitedly, "I want this one!"

A smile appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face; he had finally managed to fool Jo.

Otherwise, send him to kill a hundred-year-old soul beast? Don't be ridiculous, that's no different from serving a buffet.

Yue Qingge withdrew her gaze and softly called out towards the front:

"Sister Mo Yuan, you can go now."

Mo Yuan tilted her head slightly and glanced at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong lightly tapped her forehead.

The sedan chair started moving again and slowly passed by the two people.

Bibi Dong's voice rang out from inside the sedan chair, carrying an undeniable air of authority.

From now on, his words are my words, and I will not need to affirm them.

As soon as she finished speaking, Bibi Dong turned her gaze to Ah Yin.

Those phoenix eyes held a hint of scrutiny and a touch of reproach.

"How do you take care of the child?" Her voice was cold, but accusatory.

"How can we let Xiao Qingge come into contact with such scumbags?"

Ah Yin paused slightly, about to speak.

Yue Qingge took her hand.

His fingers gently caressed her palm, with a soothing tone.

Chapter Twenty: The Crimson Barrier

"I don't really know him," he said jokingly, "I just thought of something funny and wanted to mention it."

The sedan chair returned to silence.

Yue Qingge could feel the touch from both sides again.

His senses were gradually amplified, and the temperature inside the sedan seemed to be slowly rising.

Ah Yin held his hand, and suddenly trembled slightly. She turned her head slightly and leaned close to his ear.

Her warm breath brushed against his ear, her lips almost touching his earlobe, her voice so low only he could hear it—

"Why is your blood and qi so chaotic again?" Her voice carried a hint of concern and helplessness.

"It's not convenient right now... Please bear with me for a while. I'll help you sort things out once everything is arranged."

Under Ah Yin's skillful control, the sound was completely masked by the fluctuations of soul power, with no leakage whatsoever.

Bibi Dong couldn't hear what they were saying.

She could only see the two of them being affectionate.

Ah Yin whispered in his ear, her lips moving slightly. Yue Qingge tilted her head slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Her face instantly darkened.

On that stunningly beautiful face, displeasure was almost undisguised.

She pursed her lips slightly, lowered her eyes, and her eyelashes concealed the emotions within them.

But the slight droop of her lips betrayed her.

The sedan chair continued on its way, and time passed in silence.

"Sir, we've arrived."

Mo Yuan's voice came from ahead.

Bibi Dong's eyes lit up instantly.

She looked up, her gaze falling on Yue Qingge, a faint smile playing on her lips.

I've seen enough of all the couples I've met along the way.

Watch how I separate the two of you.

The sedan chair landed smoothly.