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

All eyes turned to them.

Yue Qingge looked at everyone with an embarrassed expression, her lips twitching slightly, unsure of what to say.

Ning Rongrong jumped out of his arms and ran to...

The seat next to Ning Fengzhi.

He plopped down, crossed his arms, turned his face to the side, and didn't say a word, just sullenly remaining silent.

Oh no, the prize pool is still piling up!

Upon seeing this, a glint of light flashed in Chen Xin's eyes.

The next moment, the soul power pressure of the titled Douluo swept towards Yue Qingge like Mount Tai pressing down.

Mo Yuan reacted extremely quickly, waving her hand and throwing out a red feather that formed a red shield in front of Yue Qingge, blocking all the pressure.

"How dare you!" Bibi Dong's voice was as cold as frost.

"Uncle Jian, sit back down quickly!" Ning Fengzhi's voice rang out at the same time, urgent and tense.

Chen Xin realized he had lost his composure and sat back down. However, he still glanced at the man in black robes.

She was actually strong enough to rival him? He was secretly shocked, and his expression became somewhat solemn.

"Young friend Yue, what... happened between you?" Ning Fengzhi's voice was somewhat subdued.

His gaze darted back and forth between Yue Qingge and Ning Rongrong.

Yue Qingge paused, finding it difficult to speak.

How so?

Are you saying: Your daughter kicked my genitals and grabbed them, so I hit her a couple of times?

His lips opened and closed, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Bibi Dong quickly came to his rescue: "Since your daughter and my disciple are not destined to be together, then please leave. Let's just call it quits."

Ning Fengzhi was deep in thought, his brows furrowed slightly, but he still stood up, looked at Ning Rongrong, and said with a hint of helplessness, "Let's go, Rongrong, let's go home."

Ning Rongrong glanced back and forth under everyone's gaze, her eyes brimming with tears.

Finally, her gaze fell on Yue Qingge, lingering on his face for a moment before she pursed her lips with a hint of reluctance.

She shook her head frantically, her bun bobbing behind her head, her voice urgent: "No! I want to be engaged to him!"

Ning Fengzhi looked at her in disbelief: "What did you say? Wasn't he bullying you?"

He instantly realized that his daughter had probably caused trouble again, and not just any small thing...

He knew this spoiled little princess too well; he was certain that she had started the trouble first.

Ning Rongrong repeated herself, her voice even louder than before, emphasizing each word: "I agree to the marriage with him!"

Immediately, a kind smile appeared on Ning Fengzhi's face. He turned to look at Yue Qingge with a hint of expectation: "Qingge, what do you mean?"

Although he didn't know what Ning Rongrong was thinking, he still slowly nodded under everyone's gaze.

I have no objection.

It's settled then, we'll get married in a few years.

The Sword Douluo behind him seemed to be deep in thought.

This is undoubtedly a case of getting on a pirate ship; there was a hint of helplessness and worry in his eyes.

Knowing full well that storms lay ahead, there was no turning back.

Ning Rongrong sat in the chair, secretly glanced at Yue Qingge, and then quickly looked away.

Chapter 100: Goodbye, Ah Yin

Seeing that they had achieved their goal and were about to return, Yue Qingge and Mo Yuan went out to see them off for a distance.

Ning Rongrong followed Ning Fengzhi, turning back every few steps as she boarded the carriage. The little girl sat on the carriage saddle, swinging her short legs back and forth, occasionally stealing a glance back.

The carriage gradually drove away and disappeared outside the gates of the Spirit Hall.

Yue Qingge withdrew her gaze and turned back into the hall.

He looked at Bibi Dong, and asked with some curiosity, his voice tinged with affection and urgency, "Master, why is there no sign of Mother Yin?"

"She is helping me purify the negative influence brought by the Rakshasa deity."

"After all, she is the pure and flawless Blue Silver Emperor, possessing the ability to purify."

She slowly rose from her seat, the hem of her phoenix robe trailing a long arc behind her.

Seeing this, Yue Qingge quickly went to her side and reached out to hold her arm.

His arm slipped through the crook of her arm, his fingers resting lightly on her forearm.

Bibi Dong smiled, stretched out her palm, and gently poked his face, her fingertip touching his cheek and creating a small dimple.

I know you're longing for me, so I'll take you there right away.

Under Bibi Dong's deliberate change, the two changed from supporting each other to holding hands.

Her fingers intertwined with his, holding each other tightly.

The two walked through the corridor of the Spirit Hall at a leisurely pace, sunlight slanting in between the pillars.

As we entered the crimson barrier, the enormous crimson crystal gate slowly closed behind us, shutting out all light and sound from the outside world, leaving only a scene of dark red and grim solemnity.

Ah Yin knows I need to eliminate some potential enemies for you.

"She proactively helped me eliminate some of the negative influences, allowing me to integrate better and achieve the desired result in one step."

Bibi Dong quickened her pace, and Yue Qingge, being led by her, also sped up.

She led him around a corner to a dark, secluded spot.

The corner was dark and damp, with a faint smell of blood in the air.

Under Yue Qingge's shocked gaze, a blood-red gate hundreds of meters high slowly rose from the ground.

The door was as huge as a mountain, dark red all over, as if it were cast in blood, and covered with ancient and intricate patterns.

Like distorted ghostly faces, they appeared and disappeared in the dark red light, exuding a chilling aura.

"Let's go, Ah Yin is inside." With that, Bibi Dong...

Yue Qingge held him in her arms. Her arms went under his armpits, pulling him completely into her embrace.

The embrace was warm and soft, carrying a faint, delicate fragrance that seeped into my lungs.

She stepped through the door.

In an instant, an overwhelming surge of negative blood energy rushed into Yue Qingge's mind.

The aura was violent, bloody, and chilling, like thousands of ants gnawing at his nerves at the same time, or like countless vengeful ghosts howling, wailing, and roaring in his ears.

His consciousness went haywire, and countless images of mountains of corpses and seas of blood flashed before his eyes, as if something had exploded in his brain, causing him to feel pain and his vision to go black.

Bibi Dong's phoenix eyes narrowed as she looked at the overwhelming aura of blood. Her lips parted slightly, and she barked, "Get out!"

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a divine majesty, like a thunderclap exploding in the sea of ​​blood, scattering and scattering the overwhelming negative energy.

Yue Qingge finally came to her senses. The violent emotions in her mind gradually subsided and faded away, leaving only a faint lingering fear.

He slowly descended from Youxiang's embrace, his feet landing on the ground, which was dark red and had a sticky feel to it.

He turned his head and saw nothing but a desolate and sorrowful sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood stretched as far as the eye could see, its surface seemingly still bubbling with blood, bursting and reforming with a "glug-glug" sound, a scene of utter carnage.

Sadistic emotions.

The air was thick with the smell of rust, a mixture of decay and death that made one want to vomit.

Only then did Yue Qingge realize what Bibi Dong had been enduring every day. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice tightened: "Mom, these are..."

Bibi Dong's phoenix eyes gazed into the distance, her gaze distant and profound, as if she were looking at something far away.

"This place is roughly the Rakshasa Domain, and also its core area. As long as I integrate these parts, it will help me advance directly. After becoming a god, I can gradually transform myself. Don't worry about me."

"Let's go, Ah Yin is just ahead."

As soon as she finished speaking, Bibi Dong pulled Ruoyue Qingge's hand into the air.

The two figures swept swiftly across the sea of ​​blood. The violent aura kept trying to erode their consciousness, but it was all blocked by an invisible barrier around Bibi Dong.

Until a small island slowly came into view.

The island was small, but full of life, standing out starkly against the desolate sea of ​​blood, like an emerald fallen into ruins.

Ah Yin sat cross-legged in the very center, surrounded by layers of blue silver grass, or perhaps not grass, but towering trees.

The blue silver grasses, thick as pillars, towered into the clouds, their leaves a vibrant, lush green, exuding a soft, yet...

Warm fluorescence.

The roots fall into the sea of ​​blood, absorbing all the violent and filthy energy and transforming it into the life force of the Blue Silver Grass, constantly cycling, purifying, and regenerating.

The entire island was covered in blue silver grass, lush and green. It was like an angel purifying all evil in the world, emitting a glow of hope in a sea of ​​blood, holy and noble, beautiful and beyond compare.

These nutrients are also invaluable natural treasures for her.

Although the conversion rate was not high, the volume was large, and it cleverly broke through to level 96 within three months.

Her aura was more composed than before, and upon sensing Yue Qingge's presence, she slowly opened her eyes.

Her clear eyes reflected Yue Qingge's figure, filled with longing and tenderness.

She looked up at Yue Qingge, tilting her head slightly with her gentle and warm face, a smile spreading across her lips.

"Qingge, what brings you here?"

The moment Bibi Dong saw Ah Yin appear, Yue Qingge's gaze was completely drawn to her, and she couldn't look away. She spoke somewhat irritably, her voice tinged with a hint of sourness:

'He misses you terribly.'

However, she didn't say anything, since Ah Yin had helped her stay here.

She watched the two slowly embrace, a heartwarming scene.

And beautiful. She pursed her lips, a hint of indescribable emotion flashing in her eyes.

"You guys have fun, just don't cause any deaths." Her voice returned to its usual cool tone, but with a hint of mischief. "I'm leaving now."

Having said that, she turned and left in one fluid motion, the hem of her phoenix robe drawing a graceful arc behind her. Step by step, she walked out of the crimson crystal and disappeared into the end of the sea of ​​blood.

Now that it's just the two of them, it's naturally their time together to enjoy it.

Yue Qingge went straight to embrace A Yin, who was sitting cross-legged.

His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.

He bent his knees slightly, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and greedily inhaled the faint, refreshing scent of blue silver grass emanating from her.

His longing turned into action. He cupped Ah Yin's face in his hands, his fingers supporting her chin and cheekbones, his palms pressed against her soft cheeks.

To her astonishment, he lowered his head and kissed her.

The kiss was light, devoid of any desire, carrying only the purest longing and affection.

His lips were pressed against hers, and he could feel the warmth of her lips.

He then left as if nothing had happened.

Chapter 101!

He took her hand and asked, "Why hasn't Mom come to see me all this time?"

Ah Yin raised her eyes, her gaze reflecting his face, and a mischievous smile appeared on her lips.

She smiled and asked him back, a hint of mischief in her voice, "Then why hasn't my baby come to see Mommy?"

When asked, Yue Qingge was a little stunned—he really hadn't come to see her.

Then, he smiled gently, revealing a tender curve: "Then we're even. Now I'll love Mom."

Ah Yin stretched out her fair, delicate hand and gently stroked his hair.

Her fingertips ran through his hair, from his forehead to his temples.

"Seriously, I'm not going to disappear."