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At the break of dawn, when the sky was just beginning to lighten.
Inside Bibi Dong's bedchamber, the heavy curtains filtered out the morning sunlight, leaving the room still dim.
The air was still thick with the lingering traces of last night's passion, mingled with Bibi Dong's unique, cool, and alluring fragrance.
"Mmm…"
A cool breeze from the early morning brushed against her bare shoulders, causing Bibi Dong's long lashes to flutter slightly before she slowly opened her eyes.
Her purple eyes, initially clouded with a faint haze, quickly regained their usual dignity and composure befitting the Pope.
Bibi Dong turned her head slightly, her gaze falling on the figure beside her.
There, mere inches away, lay Dai Chengfeng's handsome profile. His breathing was steady, his expression content and relaxed.
His strong arm still rested possessively across her soft, slender waist, heavy and unyielding.
"Ah…"
Bibi Dong let out a soft sigh, shaking her head.
"It's dawn."
Soon after, she gently shook Dai Chengfeng awake. "It's time for you to leave."
Dai Chengfeng had just woken, his eyes still hazy with sleep. Upon hearing Bibi Dong's words, he gave a low "Mmm," nodding to acknowledge her, but his body didn't move an inch.
Instead, his arm tightened slightly, pulling Bibi Dong closer to him.
His cool, thin lips, tinged with greed, softly pressed against the smooth, white curve of her neck, trailing kisses along its elegant line.
The heat of his breath and the tingling sensation of his kisses sent electric currents coursing through Bibi Dong's body, making her limbs go limp.
"Mmm~"
Bibi Dong instinctively let out a soft moan, but she quickly snapped back to reality. "Dai Chengfeng! Stop fooling around!"
Though her voice carried a hint of scolding, it trembled ever so slightly, betraying her inner turmoil.
As she spoke, she raised her hand—but instead of pushing him away, her fingers unconsciously tangled themselves in Dai Chengfeng's thick hair.
"Teacher…"
Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, intensifying the lingering caresses of his lips, savoring Bibi Dong's sweetness with meticulous care.
The intimacy stretched on, lasting until the sun finally rose, piercing through the clouds.
"…Enough."
Bibi Dong finally spoke again, her voice slightly deeper, carrying a genuine note of seriousness. "Leave now."
"If you don't go, I'll get angry."
Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng looked at Bibi Dong's stern expression and realized she wasn't joking.
The Pope's dignity was not to be trifled with. Lingering in her chambers at dawn—if even a hint of it were discovered by anyone—the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Tsk…"
Reluctantly, Dai Chengfeng stopped his movements and lifted his head.
His satisfied gaze met her deep, cold purple eyes. "Understood, Teacher."
Dai Chengfeng lazily responded, rising to his feet. The sleek lines of his muscular frame cast fluid shadows in the morning light.
He casually picked up his scattered clothes, his demeanor still as languid and self-satisfied as if he were merely strolling through his own courtyard.
"Tonight," Dai Chengfeng said, deliberately taking his time dressing, turning his head back with a clearly visible smirk. His gaze was bold and burning.
"I'll… come see you again, Teacher!"
Bibi Dong lay on her side, the silk covers barely concealing her perfect, alluring curves.
Hearing Dai Chengfeng's words, she didn't respond but stared at him coldly, as if warning him not to push his luck!
"This tsundere and dangerously possessive Pope…"
Dai Chengfeng chuckled inwardly, shaking his head as he turned to leave.
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The door to the bedchamber closed softly, shutting out Dai Chengfeng's figure.
Only when the sound of his footsteps completely faded into the distance, and the room was left with only Bibi Dong's shallow breathing, did she finally sit up slowly.
The silk sheets slid down, revealing her breathtakingly pale skin and flawless curves.
Barefoot, she stepped onto the cool, smooth stone floor, walking steadily toward the large floor-to-ceiling window.
Outside, Spirit City gradually awoke under the morning light. The sprawling palaces stood in neat rows, a testament to her supreme authority.
Yet her gaze involuntarily drifted toward the corridor where his figure had disappeared.
A gentle breeze blew past the window, lifting her loose hair. A few strands of purple clung to her slightly tired yet perfectly content face.
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Meanwhile, elsewhere.
After carefully leaving Bibi Dong's bedchamber, Dai Chengfeng returned to his private quarters within the Spirit Hall.
He entered the room, closed the door behind him, and leaned back against the cold wooden panel, exhaling a long, silent breath.
The confidence and languor he had displayed in front of Bibi Dong receded like the tide, replaced by a subtle but noticeable weight in his brow.
He walked to the center of the room, not rushing to rest but instead closing his eyes and focusing deeply.
Moments later, golden soul power began to flow and gather within him, eventually converging in the palm of his hand.
Hum—
A faint golden aura of soul power emerged above his open palm, flickering like flames, exuding vitality and sharpness far beyond what a peak-level Soul Elder could achieve.
"Whew…"
Dai Chengfeng opened his eyes, a flash of brilliance passing through them.
He gazed silently at the pulsating soul power in his palm, a look of realization and satisfaction crossing his face.
"No wonder it's called the Xiantian Technique. Even though my Ultimate Metal martial soul is slow to cultivate in the mid-stages, my intuition was correct…"
"The density of this soul power… I should break through to Level 50 within the next few days."
"Breaking through to Level 50 means I can prepare to obtain my fifth soul ring!"
Dai Chengfeng lowered his head, lost in thought.
Each soul ring was crucial to him—not only because it represented another leap in strength, but also because it was the foundation for his future goal of becoming a god, surpassing even gods.
"However, I don't need to search specifically for this fifth soul ring…"
Dai Chengfeng had already planned the source of his fifth soul ring.
For a moment, his gaze involuntarily turned toward the large, comfortable bed in the room.
In one corner of the bed, a golden, furry "ball" was curled up, its small body rising and falling with its steady breathing, fast asleep.
It was the spirit beast form of the Auspicious Beast, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion—Qiu'er.
Dai Chengfeng slowly approached, sitting lightly on the edge of the bed.
His gaze fell on Qiu'er, her pure, flawless golden fur glowing with a sacred warmth in the morning light.
"The target is right here, so suitable, so perfect…"
"And the Soul-Forming Pill—I've already successfully concocted it. It's now resting quietly in my storage space."
Dai Chengfeng's plan was crystal clear: have Qiu'er consume the Soul-Forming Pill, then willingly offer herself as a sacrifice to become his fifth soul ring.
With the extraordinary effects of the Xiantian Technique and the soul-protecting properties of the Soul-Forming Pill, Dai Chengfeng could not only maximize the quality of the fifth soul ring but also ensure that Qiu'er's core consciousness remained intact, preserving hope for her eventual rebirth.
Or perhaps, allow Qiu'er to ascend alongside him—to become a god or a saint!
Breaking the destiny that spirit beasts cannot ascend to divinity!
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