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

Ling Yuanlu felt a little embarrassed by that gaze, lowered her peach blossom eyes, and muttered softly:

At least... you're very important to Xiao Qingge, aren't you?

"I know I don't need you."

Bibi Dong lowered her head and gently wiped away the bloodstains from Yue Qingge's lips with her fingertips.

She looked at his pale face, at the bloodshot veins still visible in his eyes, and felt as if something had gripped her chest tightly.

Her hands trembled slightly.

My eyes were filled with heartache, yet I felt somewhat helpless.

She pulled Yue Qingge closer to her, resting her chin on the top of his head, then suddenly looked up and glared fiercely at Ling Yuanluo.

Ling Yuanlu shrank her neck and finally lowered her noble head.

"Isn't it enough for me to make it up to him?"

Bibi Dong's gaze swept over Ling Yuanluo's long, straight legs, her slender waist, and her full, large breasts.

"You'll just have to be my disciple's obedient concubine."

"No way!" Ling Yuanlu shook her head, her beautiful hair swaying, the red ribbon around her ankle trembling slightly. "I'm still a Rakshasa deity, how can I do such a thing? Don't I have any dignity?"

Bibi Dong remained unfazed: "Then let him be my disciple's Daoist companion for three years."

Ling Yuanlu raised her head again, her peach blossom eyes wide open:

You're making me feel so ashamed!

I refuse!

Bibi Dong lowered her demands again, but her tone became increasingly cold:

Then you will stay with my disciple for a year and obey his every command.

Ling Yuan subconsciously shook her head, but stopped abruptly halfway through.

Because Bibi Dong was furious. She raised her slender, jade-like finger and pointed it directly at Ling Yuanluo's nose.

"This won't do, that won't do! You almost killed my disciple, what's wrong with letting you follow me for a year?"

Her chest heaved violently, and Yue Qingge, nestled in her arms, was jolted, letting out a muffled groan. Bibi Dong quickly withdrew her grip, her voice growing even colder:

'Since that's the case, then I don't want this damned Rakshasa deity. You can go find someone else slowly.'

Ling Yuanlu's expression changed repeatedly, her red lips opening and closing. Finally, she lowered her eyes cautiously:

"...I agree, okay? Don't run away."

Bibi Dong's lips curled into a slight smile, which she quickly suppressed. Her expression remained unchanged, and her tone was indifferent:

"In that case, you should go back. I need some space with my disciple."

The word "two people" was emphasized very heavily.

Ling Yuanlu's lips twitched, and her figure slowly disappeared, the black abyss shattering silently.

Yue Qingge lay in Bibi Dong's arms, her fingers gently squeezing Bibi Dong's soft palm. She tilted her head back, a hint of curiosity appearing on her pale face.

Chapter 109 Very healthy...and very strong

"Mom, who is she?"

Bibi Dong watched the disappearing figure, then looked away and lowered her eyes to look at Yue Qingge in her arms.

The coldness in her eyes lingered, but the moment she lowered her head, only heartache remained on her beautiful, aloof face.

"Rakshasa deity." She raised her hand, her fingertips gently brushing away the bloodstains on Yue Qingge's forehead, her movements tender as if afraid of hurting him.

"The purpose of coming to find you... is also to see you and help your body be tempered to the point where it can contain divine power. She knows about the conflict between you and the sea god."

She paused, her voice lowering slightly, tinged with a rare hint of guilt.

"I just didn't expect her to do that... It's a failure on my part as a mother. Don't be angry with your mother, okay?"

Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on Yue Qingge's pale face. He reached out and gently rubbed his palm against her slightly cool cheek.

"What's the big deal?"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly exclaimed "Eh!"

He moved his shoulder; the wound from where the ribbon had pierced his skin had mostly healed, and the new skin had a faint pink tinge.

Meanwhile, the meridians within his body were faintly burning. He could clearly feel a gentle divine power flowing through his entire body, like countless warm little hands kneading and tempering every inch of his bones.

"The tempering effect is so fast?" Yue Qingge looked up in disbelief. "I feel much better already."

Bibi Dong did not answer immediately. She looked down at him, her slender white fingertips gently tracing the corner of his lips.

A faint curve slowly appeared at the corners of her lips, and a proud yet gentle smile spread across her eyes.

"How could she possess such divine power?" she asked confidently. "It's all thanks to my disciple's exceptional talent. Back then, it took me a full two years to achieve that."

After speaking, she helped Yue Qingge to her feet. The sea of ​​blood surrounding the island had been mostly purified, and the remaining crimson was particularly striking against the backdrop of the blue silver grass.

She closed her eyes and sensed for a moment, then opened them again, a look of surprise flashing across her eyes.

"Your soul power has broken through to level ninety-one."

Yue Qingge's eyes lit up, and she asked, "When is Mom going to look for the Soul Ring?"

"No need." Bibi Dong shook her head, lightly tapping the air with her fingertip, and a golden halo appeared from her palm.

"The skills that come with the God-given Soul Ring... are more suitable for me."

Yue Qingge nodded thoughtfully, secretly relieved.

In that case, wouldn't it reduce the number of 100,000 hunted?

A Year Soul Beast?

Bibi Dong seemed to see through his thoughts, and gently placed her hand on his shoulder, her fingers slightly curled, with a hint of doting affection.

"What are you thinking about? Go find Ah Yin first and have her give you a thorough check-up."

The two pushed open the wooden door, and Ah Yin was still fast asleep.

She lay on her side on the soft couch, her long, ink-black hair spilling onto the pillow, her breathing light and deep.

That stunningly beautiful face wore a blissful, yet slightly languid, smile, the corners of her lips curving upwards as if she were having a sweet dream.

Her skirt was slightly rolled up, revealing a section of her fair and slender calves, her toes slightly curled up, like a lazy cat.

Bibi Dong wanted to wake her up, but seeing how peacefully she was sleeping, she gave up the idea.

She took off her high heels, revealing her almost transparent white jade feet, with round and smooth toes and toenails tinged with a faint pink. Her feet stood out conspicuously on the dark couch.

She lay down on her side and reached out her hand to Chaoyue Qingge.

"You've expended a lot of energy and undergone tempering; take a rest."

Yue Qingge nodded and rolled over to lie in her arms.

His head rested on her soft, full breasts, and he could clearly feel their amazing elasticity and warm body temperature.

He reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, then crossed his legs and put them on her body, as if he wanted to meld her into his body.

Bibi Dong let him do as he pleased, only slightly tightening her grip.

Her arm and chin rested on the top of his head.

Yue Qingge's breathing gradually became steady and long.

The next day, at noon.

In her sleep, Yue Qingge felt a tickling sensation on her face, as if feathers were gently brushing against her.

He dazedly reached out and waved his hand wildly in the air, but unexpectedly touched something moist and soft.

He unconsciously pinched it.

The touch was as smooth as solidified fat, warm and elastic; my fingertips sank in slightly and then slowly bounced back.

He felt a little suspicious, and opened his eyes—

His own palm was pressed against Ah Yin's cheek.

Ah Yin rested her chin on her hands, quietly lying by the bed, her beautiful eyes gazing tenderly at his sleeping face.

They were so close that he could see the curve of her eyelashes and feel her breath brush against his lips.

Her slender feet swayed gently in the air behind her, her ankles delicate and her arches graceful.

"Awake?" Her voice trailed off with a soft, coquettish tone.

"Bibi Dong has some things to take care of, so she asked me to accompany you."

Yue Qingge mumbled an "Oh" in a daze.

Then his pupils suddenly widened.

Ah Yin shyly leaned closer, her soft lips gently pressing against the corner of his mouth.

It touches and then leaves, like a butterfly flitting across a petal.

A faint blush spread across her cheeks, and her lowered eyelashes trembled slightly: "Your body... is perfect. Hmm... and very powerful too."

As she spoke, she herself became embarrassed and turned her head away, revealing her swan-like long neck and blushing ear tips.

She stretched out her slender hand in front of him, her fingertips slightly curled, showing a hint of shyness.

"I don't need to stay here anymore... Shall we go out for a walk?"

Yue Qingge held her hand, her fingertips gently caressing it.

"Sure. How about we take a stroll through Sunset Forest?"

"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say."

Ah Yin nodded as she got up and changed into a new long dress.

As her skirt fluttered, her fair calves and a section of lotus-root-colored jade feet were revealed.

She slipped on her embroidered shoes, stomped her feet lightly, and as her skirt settled, she resembled a graceful blue silver grass, exquisitely beautiful beyond compare.

After they had finished getting ready, the two walked hand in hand out of the sea of ​​blood.

The gentle sunlight fell on Ah Yin's face, and she squinted slightly, her eyes reddening from the long-lost light.

She turned her head to look at Yue Qingge, gently scratched his palm with her fingertips, and smiled radiantly.

The two held hands, left a message, and set off.

As for attending classes? Nothing is more important than important business.

Three days later. Tiandou City.

Yue Qingge and A Yin walked side by side on the streets of Tiandou City, gazing at the bustling scene of traffic.

The cries of street vendors rose and fell, and pedestrians thronged the streets, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

Suddenly, a melodious and ethereal sound of string and wind instruments entered my ears.

The sound of the zither was like a mountain stream flowing gently, or a secluded orchid in a valley, as if it carried some kind of magical power.

The once bustling street gradually quieted down, and passersby unconsciously slowed their pace, even their breathing became gentler.

Ah Yin tugged at Yue Qingge's sleeve, a bright light appearing in her beautiful eyes.

"Baby, do you want to go see a doctor?"

Seeing the interest in her eyes, Yue Qingge couldn't bear to dampen her spirits, and smiled slightly: "Sure."

The two followed the sound to a simple yet magnificent five-story pavilion.

Chapter 110 Yuexuan

The pavilion has upturned eaves and carved beams and painted rafters. Above the door hangs a plaque with two large gilded characters: Yuexuan.

Just as I was about to step inside, the music abruptly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful woman's helpless, soft rebuke came from inside the building.

"Ning, Rong, Rong!"

The voice, though reproachful, was gentle and melodious, like a mother disciplining a disobedient child, without a trace of hostility.