Although it was impossible to completely conquer Bibi Dong immediately, he could continuously fuck her until he filled her belly and fucked her into unconsciousness.
Later, when Bibi Dong woke up, although she would harbor immense hatred for him, that soul-trembling pleasure would also take root deep in her heart, impossible to forget.
Once his strength was sufficient in the future, subduing Bibi Dong would only be easier.
Thinking of this, Tang Yin's already massive "red cannon" enlarged its barrel diameter several times over, stretching Bibi Dong's passage wide.
"Ugh!"
Bibi Dong suddenly felt some pain.
Before she could react, Tang Yin's voice sounded beside her ear: "Your Holiness the Pope, tonight I'm going to fill your belly, make your body full of my life essence, and then, just like before, fuck you unconscious—send you into the most blissful state."
Tang Yin's words echoed in Bibi Dong's mind.
Her face flushed with shame and fury. If her strength were restored, she would kill Tang Yin without hesitation and tear him to pieces.
But now, not only did she not have a trace of soul power, Tang Yin had deliberately placed seals on her body to lock her soul power, preventing her from resisting.
She was utterly helpless before this man, Tang Yin, only able to be endlessly bullied and fucked by him.
His movements were too skilled, too powerful; the pleasure each time drowned her, suffocating her.
Her mouth remained defiant, but her body, under Tang Yin's hands, his rod, his actions, gradually began to cooperate with him.
"It seems our Holy Pope has grown fond of this, hasn't she? Tsk tsk, though her mouth says no, her body is honest."
"What would happen if others knew the dignified Pope of the Spirit Hall was moaning like this beneath me?"
Tang Yin chuckled wickedly.
His hand gently stroked Bibi Dong's flushed cheek; the delicate, smooth touch of her skin intoxicated him.
Bibi Dong's almond-shaped eyes grew increasingly dazed under Tang Yin's movements. She wanted to hold on, to resist this bastard Tang Yin, not to sink into depravity, but the sensation he gave her was... too comfortable, too pleasurable.
No matter how defiant her mouth, her body was honest.
By now, she felt she was about to lose control again.
While Tang Yin was vigorously fucking Bibi Dong, elsewhere, in the Crown Prince's residence of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Xueqing's quarters...
It was nearly dawn.
After handling affairs all day, Xue Qinghe returned to the palace. Ensuring it was safe, she resumed her Qian Renxue appearance, bathed, and prepared to rest.
Just as she was about to fall asleep, an inexplicable feeling of suffocation mixed with strange relief suddenly arose in her heart, completely dispelling her drowsiness.
Her face filled with confusion.
"Why this strange feeling in my heart?"
Qian Renxue touched her chest, her bewilderment growing.
The feeling was hard to describe. If forced, it was as if someone intimately connected to her was undergoing some intense experience, the turbulent emotions inexplicably transmitting to her.
"Could it be... that woman... something happened to her?"
Qian Renxue thought of her mother, Bibi Dong.
Though she hated Bibi Dong for her neglect, even calling her "sister" at times, deep down she still regarded her as her mother.
After a moment's thought, she dismissed the idea.
After all, Bibi Dong was the Pope of the Spirit Hall. Her strength stood at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent.
How could anything happen to her?
Unbeknownst to Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong had left the Spirit Hall in haste to hunt spirit beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest.
She had no idea her mother, Bibi Dong, was currently being relentlessly fucked by Tang Yin, submerged in endless pleasure.
This pleasure, this soul-trembling sensation, transmitted through some unknown medium, reached Qian Renxue, leaving her both uncomfortable and relieved, ultimately unable to sleep.
............
Outside the tent.
Peering through the curtain, Zhu Zhuqing saw Tang Yin move his rod again, and Bibi Dong actually actively迎合 (welcomed) Tang Yin, enjoying his vigorous fucking. A look of shock flashed in her eyes.
Was this still the revered Pope of the Spirit Hall?
Now she seemed like a woman desperately craving Tang Yin's affection, no different from any other woman before her.
Zhu Zhuqing watched, and slowly, almost unconsciously, walked inside.
To avoid disturbing Tang Yin fucking Pope Bibi Dong, her movements were very light.
Tang Yin and Bibi Dong were immersed in extreme pleasure. Though aware Zhu Zhuqing had entered, they paid her no mind.
It was then.
Zhu Zhuqing walked behind Tang Yin, watching closely as Bibi Dong, the Spirit Hall Pope, obediently moved under the guidance of her man, Tang Yin.
"This... is this really just saving her?" Zhu Zhuqing asked knowingly.
Tang Yin turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing, nodding firmly. "Of course it's saving her. Look, the Joyful Qi on her body is almost gone. Hmm... Zhuqing, did you come in now to help?"
"I..." Zhu Zhuqing looked at Tang Yin's massive member, then at the utterly lost Bibi Dong, swallowing hard.
She wanted it too.
Especially after eavesdropping for so long, her body felt uncomfortable now, longing for Tang Yin's comfort.
But now he and Bibi Dong were...
As Zhu Zhuqing watched, Bibi Dong also looked towards her, though her eyes were blurred with lust, unable to see Zhu Zhuqing clearly.
She vaguely saw a woman with proud peaks entering, watching her being relentlessly fucked by Tang Yin.
While enjoying Tang Yin's movements, she silently committed Zhu Zhuqing's blurry figure to memory.
"Ah!"
The next moment.
A cry that made one's soul tremble erupted from the tent, echoing through the night sky, lingering endlessly.
By the stream.
Ah Yin and Liu Erlong, hearing the resurging cries, exchanged a glance, then stood up and walked towards the tent.
Entering, they found Bibi Dong had rolled her eyes back and fainted.
Zhu Zhuqing seemed ready to take Bibi Dong's place, wanting to let Tang Yin continue finding pleasure while satisfying herself.
But seeing Ah Yin and Liu Erlong enter, she quickly let go, then looked at Bibi Dong, pretending to help her up.
"Teacher Ah Yin, Teacher Erlong, Bibi Dong has fainted. I'll help her clean up," Zhu Zhuqing said, lowering her head shyly, not daring to meet Liu Erlong or Ah Yin's eyes.
Ah Yin and Liu Erlong nodded.
Then they looked towards Tang Yin.
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