Putting down the last document, Bibi Dong closed the report that had been sent up from below today. She let out a light sigh, a trace of fatigue flashing in the depths of her eyes.
In this study, steeped in the fragrance of books, time seemed to stand still. Only the plane tree leaves outside the window swayed with the wind, making a rustling sound.
This was a room at the back of the Pope's Hall. Different from the discussions in the main hall, this was the primary place where the Pope handled official business.
Bibi Dong propped up her pretty head with one hand and turned to look at the seat beside her, her expression softening slightly. Originally, there was another person here. After Xiao Feng had announced the paths and Soul Veins, the matters from the lower levels that needed the Pope's review had become more numerous.
Originally, with Xiao Feng around, she could still share some of the burden with him, and the efficiency would be much faster. As for handing matters over to others to handle, Bibi Dong had never considered it. After all, the authority of the Pope was not something that could be casually divided, and others were not in her queue of trust.
She stood up, moving her shoulders which had become stiff from leaning over her desk for a long time. She walked to the window, her hand resting on the window lattice. A gust of fresh air mixed with the fragrance of the earth rushed to her face.
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, Shrek Academy... heh, they really know how to stir up trouble. The general trend has already been set, yet that old stubborn fool Yu Yuanzhen still can't see it clearly. Even Ning Fengzhi has long since defected, yet he still wants to put up a desperate resistance." A sharp light flashed in her eyes. "Fine. I'd like to see what you will do. I was just worrying about not having a reason to make a move on you, yet you yourself are rushing to send yourselves over."
"It would be even better if the Clear Sky Sect could be drawn out. For the other party to violate the agreement in advance gives me leverage."
Looking at the color of the sky, it was already time to get off work. She closed the window and walked to a bookshelf. Soul power condensed at her fingertips. After tapping a few places, accompanied by a mechanical sound, a secret passage appeared between the bookshelves.
She slowly walked in. The lighting soul tool lit up accordingly. As she walked, she took off the purple-gold pontifical robe, put it into her soul tool, and changed into a plain white tassel long dress. In an instant, the majestic and high-and-mighty aura weakened a lot, replaced by a kind of gentleness and elegance.
She walked to a mirror, gently combing her waterfall-like long hair, a trace of tenderness in her eyes. At this moment, she was no longer the Pope who held power over the world, but an ordinary woman, a woman who looked forward to a peaceful life.
Looking at the flawless face in the mirror, the corner of Bibi Dong's mouth hooked up. She stood up and lay down on the bed, her jade-like hand gently caressing the pillow Xiao Feng had slept on.
She carefully held it in her arms, greedily breathing in the scent belonging to Xiao Feng. Gradually, her face became a little flushed. In her pair of eyes, which were usually as cool as clear water, a hazy mist had appeared. Her two legs unconsciously rubbed against each other.
"Xiao Feng..."
A long time passed. Bibi Dong came back to her senses. Looking at the pillow in her hands, whose shape was somewhat deformed, her face turned red. Her expression became a little strange. How could I do such a thing? Could it be that I was too hungry?
"Why aren't you back yet? It's been too long."
She smoothed out the wrinkles on the pillow, quickly entered her boudoir, which was also a secret room, and took a good wash in the bathroom inside.
The bathroom door opened. Accompanied by white water vapor, Bibi Dong, wearing a bathrobe, walked out slowly. Her face had a strange blush, clearly having just experienced a "battle" in the bathroom. She gently dried her hair, her eyes sparkling with a strange light.
The sound of the water in the bathroom still echoed in her ears. She couldn't help but recall the moment of losing control just now. Perhaps it was too long of suppression, perhaps it was too much longing, that had made her completely release herself at that moment. She shook her head, trying to shake these thoughts out of her mind.
Bibi Dong sat down by the bed again, raised her hand, and brought over her storage soul tool, from which she took out the letter from Xiao Feng.
Her eyes were full of tenderness. Her gaze moved slightly. She put away the letter and unfolded a scroll painting.
On it was precisely the portrait of Gu Yuena. It was given to her by Qian Renxue at that time. Even though she had seen it many times, she couldn't help but marvel. Gu Yuena's appearance and temperament were too off the charts. She simply didn't look like a native of the Douluo Continent.
Looking closely, there were still a few cracks on this scroll painting. It's unknown how they were born...
A trace of ferocity flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. She could accept Xiao Feng being taken away by a senior with outstanding strength, because Gu Yuena had said that day that there was an opportunity to become a god waiting for Xiao Feng. But she couldn't quite accept that the senior who had taken him away had such an appearance.
"Xiao Feng is at an age where he is full of vitality. How can he resist such temptation? Even if his concentration is strong, if he is targeted by this old hag, just like me... no, with Ah Yin by his side, she probably wouldn't go that far..."
For the first time, Bibi Dong hoped that Ah Yin would come to her senses early. In the time after being taken away, she should quickly take down Xiao Feng. That senior wouldn't still try to compete when Xiao Feng had a partner by his side, right?
And in nearly a year's time, Bibi Dong had arranged for Ghost Douluo and Poison Douluo to go to various places to search for possible traces of Xiao Feng.
Ghost Douluo, Gui Mei, was skilled in hiding and concealing his aura. And Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo, after his martial soul had evolved, had made up for his own shortcomings. The damage of his area-of-effect soul skills was even better, and his strength in a one-on-one fight had also reached the level it should be. It could even be said that the current Dugu Bo's strength was hard to find an opponent among those of his same rank.
This fellow's poison was extremely tricky. As for why she didn't let Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo go together, it was because the Pope's Hall needed a Titled Douluo's manpower. Chrysanthemum Douluo was too skilled in his business, commonly known as a senior worker. The headquarters couldn't leave him.
Another subordinate, Ling Yuan, would not be summoned unless necessary. Although the feeling of ordering around a love rival seemed quite satisfying, Bibi Dong did not want to do so. She might as well let Ling Yuan hold an idle post and do as she pleased every day.
Speaking of which, Dugu Bo should have originally belonged to the Douluo Hall, but to enter the Douluo Hall, one had to be a level 95 Super Douluo or above. Plus, he himself also wanted to find something to do. Bibi Dong, knowing that he had some friendship with Xiao Feng, might as well have let him and Ghost Douluo get used to each other.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo? Chrysanthemum Douluo and Poison Douluo? These two combinations didn't need to get used to each other. They were old acquaintances.
However, what was beyond Bibi Dong's expectation, but also within reason, was that they had not found a single clue to Xiao Feng's whereabouts. This made Bibi Dong can't help but be puzzled. That old hag senior's old home, could it really be in some lofty mountain range, having avoided the world for thousands of years?
Although she had not found any trace of Xiao Feng, she had discovered another matter. That was, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was searching for the whereabouts of the Clear Sky Sect. Not long ago, news had come that a middle-level soul master academy called Shrek Academy had joined their sect's stationed location.
Although this academy was broken, it had several Soul Sages and Soul Emperors. The dean was also a member of the Golden Iron Triangle. This made Bibi Dong have to suspect that a certain Grandmaster Yu had also gone to Heaven Dou.
When the news came, Bibi Dong had already arranged for people to go and investigate their route to Heaven Dou and their specific members. It was only a matter of time before they discovered the matter of Notting City, Tang San, and Xiao Feng's appearance at Notting Academy not long ago.
This made one have to sigh at how primitive the method of transmitting information was during this period of the Douluo Continent. It was possible that by the time Xiao Feng returned to Spirit City, the information from the investigation at Notting City had not yet arrived.
She frowned. The more she looked at Gu Yuena's portrait, the more uneasy her heart became. She knew that age was never a concern for Xiao Feng. She was really a little afraid that when Xiao Feng came back later, he would bring this person back with him. At that time, even with Ah Yin as a teammate, her confidence would be a little insufficient, right? She could only hope that Ah Yin could stop him.
She crumpled the scroll in frustration and casually tossed it into a corner.
Bibi Dong lay flat on the bed again, another wave inexplicably rising in her heart.
A look of desire flashed in the depths of her eyes. She turned onto her side, and pulled the pillow into her arms once again, a pathological look flashing in the depths of her eyes.
She waved her fair hand, setting up a domain that completely isolated all aura and sound with her soul power.
"Xiao Feng..."
Although it was already a secret room, Bibi Dong still took a protective measure before her reason was lost.
In case the creaking of the bed and the indescribable, soul-bewitching soft moans were transmitted out.
It's unknown how long it took, but Bibi Dong's face was covered in a drunken red, her eyes hazy.
Somewhat tired yet satisfied, she lay on the messy bed. The air in the room seemed to still be filled with the afterglow of pleasure.
And the originally neat bed was now somewhat messy, as if telling the intense story that had just happened.
Bibi Dong panted lightly, her heart filled with complicated emotions.
There was both the satisfaction after pleasure, and also a deep longing for Xiao Feng. She knew that what she was doing was somewhat improper, but she could not control her longing and desire for Xiao Feng.
Whenever she was alone, she would think of the bits and pieces of being with Xiao Feng.
Just now, thinking that Gu Yuena might make a move on Xiao Feng, the restless fire in her heart could not be stopped.
She was suddenly stunned, looking towards the direction outside the secret passage. Her willow-like brows furrowed slightly as she murmured, "Qian Renxue? What is she doing here looking for me?"
Bibi Dong pursed her lips. What great timing!
She calmed her still-racing heart, quickly tidied up the messy bed and her own appearance, changed the bedsheets, making sure everything looked neat and orderly. However, when she walked to the mirror, the blush on her face just wouldn't fade.
She frowned, re-entered the bathroom, and after passing over her fair and tender skin, took a good wash.
Dressed simply in her inner clothes, she then put on a tassel long dress, gently tied up her slightly damp hair, and fixed it with a jade hairpin. Her mature charm revealed a trace of lazy beauty, interpreting the style of this young Pope to the fullest.
Looking at herself in the mirror, the face that still had a slight blush looked much more normal at this moment.
Only then did she nod. She took out the incense that Xiao Feng often used when he came from her storage soul tool and set it up in the room to eliminate the last trace of the scent she had just left.
She took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and then slowly walked out.
Her figure flashed, and she had already appeared in the study. After sitting down in the main seat, she looked at the seat for Xiao Feng that was close at hand. After hesitating for a moment, she still put it away.
"Come in," she said indifferently, waving her hand to remove the restriction outside this room.
Qian Renxue walked in from outside, looking at Bibi Dong's slightly flushed face, and narrowed her eyes.
"What were you doing just now?"
Bibi Dong crossed her legs and took a sip of the tea on the table. "Can't you see? Bathing."
"Oh~" Qian Renxue's gaze wandered around this study for a good while, as if trying to find some clue.
Bibi Dong's pretty brow furrowed. She said with some displeasure, "If you've come here to find fault with me, you can leave now."
Qian Renxue chuckled lightly and casually sat down in front of Bibi Dong. Her gaze paused for a moment on a booklet on Bibi Dong's desk. It was Xiao Feng's handwriting.
"I was just a little curious. There's no bathroom in this study. Where were you bathing? I heard you never rest in the Pope's room. You must have a secret room of your own. Let me guess, it's right here?"
Bibi Dong's gaze moved slightly. Why did Qian Renxue say this? What does where I live have to do with her?
And, what's with this somewhat forceful tone? Weren't you fine yesterday? What happened after you went back to the little wooden house?
"You came here just to say these things? Where I live should have nothing to do with you, right? Or should you just say what business you have with me? As the Pope, I am very busy."
Busy? Busy with your secret room Xiao Feng?!
Qian Renxue held her hands tightly and chuckled, "Where you live, where you open a secret room, naturally has nothing to do with me. But!" She narrowed her eyes. "If you also bring Xiao Feng in, then it has a great deal to do with me!!"
!!!
Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly shrank. The hand holding the teacup also paused for a moment. What did she discover? How could it be...
"I don't understand what you're saying," Bibi Dong tried her best to make her voice sound calm. "Xiao Feng is not here, nor have I ever taken him into any secret room."
"It's best if that's the case," Qian Renxue's tone carried a hint of a warning. "Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng, you call him so intimately. You still want to hide it from me now? Let me just ask you one question. When did you truly become a woman!!!"
Hearing these words, Bibi Dong could no longer maintain her inner calm. The teacup in her hand fell in an instant.
She and Qian Renxue stood up at the same time. The gazes of the two clashed fiercely in the air. The atmosphere in the study instantly became tense with swords drawn.
Bibi Dong's gaze flickered. "When did you discover it?"
Qian Renxue sneered coldly. "Is that important? What does it matter how I found out? I was going to ask you why I should call you 'sister.' It turns out you really are my sister. Mother, or sister?"
Bibi Dong's expression turned cold. Before she had taken Xiao Feng to the secret room, she really hadn't known she was still a virgin. She had always regarded herself as Qian Renxue's mother. But in Xiao Feng's speculation... she could probably still be considered Qian Renxue's half-mother in form, but in reality, she could only be considered a sister. This complicated situation, she didn't care. On the contrary, if she was regarded as a mother by Qian Renxue, when she was with Xiao Feng in the secret room, she would inexplicably be even more excited.
However, for Qian Renxue to know for herself, or to have guessed the truth and to have a showdown with her, her heart was somewhat inexplicably flustered. This feeling was very new to her, and it also made her very uneasy. She had always been calm and confident, but now, facing Qian Renxue's questioning, she was actually somewhat at a loss.
"That's not important," Bibi Dong tried to regain her composure, her voice sounding slightly stiff. "Since you already know about this matter, what do you plan to do? You came to find me just for a simple questioning?"
Qian Renxue's gaze was complicated, her smile carrying a trace of bitterness and mockery. "Not important? Then why do you not dare to answer my question directly? What are you afraid of?!"
Bibi Dong sat down again. "As you like. Call me whatever you want."
"Heh, hehe, as I like? Then I want you to give up Xiao Feng, to stay far away from him!!!"
Bibi Dong looked at the standing Qian Renxue indifferently. "Impossible. The one who should leave is you. He is mine!"
The two gazes clashed fiercely in the air. The temperature in the study seemed to have dropped a few degrees. Qian Renxue's face became extremely ugly. She clenched her fists tightly, as if trying hard to control her emotions.
"He is mine!" Qian Renxue almost roared out this sentence. Her two eyes shone with the light of anger and determination. "You don't understand him at all! You are not worthy of having him!"
Bibi Dong just sneered coldly, a look of disdain on her face. "Worthy or not is not for you to say. Xiao Feng has his own choices. He will choose me, not you."
"You used such despicable means to plant your place in his heart, and you actually think you can beat me? Wishful thinking!"
"Alright," Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes. "Then let's see who Xiao Feng will choose in the end. From appearance, talent, to strength, I am ahead of you in every aspect. What advantage do you have?"
Qian Renxue was angered into laughter by her. She said slowly, "I met him in the library. We were childhood sweethearts, innocent playmates. Who was your childhood sweetheart?"
A few short words, yet they directly broke Bibi Dong's defense. A certain fellow was simply a lifelong stain.
"You!!!"
Qian Renxue ignored Bibi Dong's angry gaze and continued to say softly, "When he became a soul master, he could, in order to protect me, stand in front of you, a Soul Douluo at the time, and protect me behind him. Your childhood sweetheart, where is he now?"
"Don't say anymore!!!"
Bibi Dong suddenly stood up, fiercely sweeping everything on the desk before her to the ground, making a huge crashing sound.
Qian Renxue just looked at her coldly, a mocking smile on her face. "What, I've hit a sore spot, and now you're shamed into anger?"
Bibi Dong took a deep breath, trying hard to calm her emotions. She knew that she could not lose control at this time. She needed to sit down again and face Qian Renxue's provocation with calmness and reason.
Otherwise, she would only put herself at a disadvantage.
She closed her eyes and said again, "So what? You already know about the past. It was all fake. If that person were to appear before me, I would immediately chop him up and feed him to the dogs!"
"And now, Xiao Feng is my everything. I cannot possibly give up!"
Qian Renxue pursed her lips. When that person appears, there will be no need for you to make a move. I will annihilate him myself. What I want to see is your true feelings for Xiao Feng.
She said quietly, "Alright. Then let's wait and see how Xiao Feng will choose. He cannot possibly give up on me and Sister Ling Yuan."
Bibi Dong also chuckled lightly. "Is that so? Haven't you seen that he also has an interest in that Ah Yin? And it just so happens that Ah Yin is my person. Counting the time, she should have already taken down Xiao Feng."
"You!!!"
Qian Renxue took a deep breath. That Ah Yin, with whom I talked so happily, whom I was even thinking of considering taking as a concubine for Xiao Feng in the future, is your person? What a joke!
I am alone and weak. You're looking for external aid, are you? No wonder you're so fearless. You clearly know that Xiao Feng cannot easily give up.
"You will not win! My position as the main wife is unshakable! You are just a latecomer! At most, you only have the qualification to be a concubine!"
Qian Renxue left these words and turned to leave.
Bibi Dong's gaze flickered. Finally, she sighed, her heart feeling a little flustered.