Looking at the tear-streaked Bibi Dong before him, Ao Tian suddenly felt a surge of pity. He reached out, wanting to wipe away her tears.
A beautiful woman in sorrow—what man wouldn't feel heartache?
Seeing Ao Tian's hand reaching out, Bibi Dong instantly snapped out of her trance, previously captivated by his "charm."
She shrank into the corner of the bed, warily eyeing the stranger before her.
"Who exactly are you?"
Bibi Dong's voice turned colder. A surge of Emperor-level soul power flared up around her, and with a flash of cold light, a sharp dagger appeared in her hand.
Ao Tian kept his voice gentle:
"Trust me, you're about to face danger. Only I can save you."
Bibi Dong instantly concluded—this absurdly good-looking man must be mentally ill!
She was the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, inside the Pope's Palace, protected by over a dozen titled elders and even more mysterious and powerful consecrated guards. Who could possibly harm her?
She didn't sense any malice from Ao Tian, otherwise, she would have attacked already.
"Hmph. The Pope's Palace is the safest place in all of Douluo Continent. I don't need you worrying about my safety. I don't care who you are—leave now. Otherwise, I'll call for help!"
As the words left her mouth, even Bibi Dong was a bit surprised. Normally, if a strange man intruded into her room, she would have attacked on sight.
But now, she actually gave Ao Tian a chance to leave.
Ao Tian didn't rush. He smiled and said:
"My name is Ao Tian. When danger comes, just call my name, and I'll appear beside you."
With that, his figure vanished.
Bibi Dong froze for a moment, then climbed off the bed.
She stood where Ao Tian had just been, her pretty face full of confusion.
"Was that a teleportation soul skill? But why was there no soul power fluctuation from him? And he didn't release a spirit or any soul rings—how could he use a soul skill?"
She couldn't make sense of it. How could someone just disappear like that?
Suddenly, her refined, delicate nose twitched. She took a deep breath involuntarily.
An intoxicating scent filled her nostrils, refreshing her spirit—it was an otherworldly bliss.
In that moment, she forgot all her troubles, forgot the vile Yu Xiaogang. Her heart was filled with nothing but joy.
Several minutes passed before she returned to her senses.
"That smell came from that man—ugh, ugh, ugh…"
She began spitting repeatedly, stomping her foot. Her lovely face blushed uncontrollably.
But soon, she found herself taking another deep breath.
"So fragrant," she muttered, Ao Tian's stunning face flashing through her mind, her cheeks reddening even more.
"Such a strange man…"
Bibi Dong hesitated, then quickly walked to the door. She opened it and looked around. Not seeing Ao Tian's figure, she felt a hint of disappointment in her heart.
"What's wrong with me?" she muttered, rubbing her flushed face with both hands.
Thanks to Ao Tian's unexpected interruption, the sadness in her heart was scattered quite a bit.
But once she calmed down, she couldn't help but recall the earlier scene where Yu Xiaogang had tried to violate her.
His greedy gaze, like he wanted to strip her bare—that memory sent chills down her spine.
"Holy Maiden!" came Yu Xiaogang's anxious shout.
Bibi Dong looked up and saw Yu Xiaogang being blocked outside her palace.
Someone of Yu Xiaogang's status wasn't allowed in here.
"Throw him out!" Bibi Dong said coldly.
Her heart ached, but she steeled herself and ordered the palace guards to drive Yu Xiaogang away.
In the most upscale restaurant in Spirit City, inside a luxurious private room, Ao Tian was wolfing down meat and guzzling wine, looking completely satisfied.
Since his transmigration, he hadn't tasted real food until now.
He still appeared as a young man, though this wasn't his true body—just a divine projection or manifestation of his power.
He reached down with an open palm, pulling gold from deep underground.
The gold transformed rapidly in his hand, forming over a dozen gold soul coins in an instant.
"Food, drink, and pleasure—such is the carefree life a dragon should live in its endless years."
Ao Tian sighed. After billions of years of loneliness, he was finally beginning to enjoy life.
After eating, he wandered around Spirit City, and wherever he went, crowds quickly gathered.
Every woman who saw him—young maidens and mature ladies alike—blushed and tried to approach him.
Helpless, Ao Tian had to tone down his ridiculously handsome appearance to avoid causing more chaos.
He strolled from afternoon until evening before returning to his hotel, quietly waiting for Bibi Dong's call for help.
From Qian Xunji's soul memories, Ao Tian knew that tonight, Qian Xunji planned to defile Bibi Dong using despicable means.
Ao Tian obviously wouldn't let such a tragedy unfold before his eyes.
As night fell, Ao Tian, who had been dozing, opened his eyes.
He sensed that Bibi Dong had been summoned by Qian Xunji into a secret chamber.
This chamber was located beneath Qian Xunji's room—his usual place for secluded cultivation.
It wasn't Bibi Dong's first time there. She asked with confusion:
"Teacher, it's so late. Why did you bring me here?"
Qian Xunji put on a kind smile, hiding the greed in his eyes.
"I heard Yu Xiaogang bullied you today?" he asked.
Bibi Dong nodded slightly, then shook her head.
Qian Xunji sighed.
"Do you like Yu Xiaogang?"
Bibi Dong shook her head firmly.
"I don't like him."
Qian Xunji was slightly stunned. He had two goals tonight—break her away from Yu Xiaogang, and take her for himself.
He smiled.
"If you don't like him, then that makes things easier. Tomorrow, I'll have him thrown out of Spirit City and removed from the Spirit Hall."
Bibi Dong was silent for a few seconds, then nodded slowly.
She was utterly disappointed in Yu Xiaogang and didn't want to see that morally corrupt man again.
So what if he had talent? He disgusted her now.
Looking somewhat downcast, Bibi Dong said:
"Teacher, if there's nothing else, I'll return to my cultivation."
"Don't go yet. There's something from my heart I want to share with you."
Qian Xunji's gaze fell on Bibi Dong's youthful, vibrant body and began to burn with desire.
She had felt that kind of gaze many times growing up and immediately noticed the change.
"Dong'er, you're not a child anymore. It's time you found a man."
Qian Xunji didn't hold back. His eyes brazenly stared at the beautiful girl before him.
He stepped closer and took a deep breath, savoring the fragrance from her body like a twisted addict. It acted like a catalyst, igniting the lust burning inside him.
"Teacher… what do you mean?" Bibi Dong's heart began to race, and she instinctively backed away.
Qian Xunji stepped closer.
"I raised you all these years and taught you to cultivate. Don't you think you owe your teacher something in return?"
"Teacher, what exactly are you trying to say?"
As Qian Xunji's expression grew more twisted, Bibi Dong couldn't help but feel afraid.
Qian Xunji licked his lips.
"Dong'er, you're so perfect. Only I'm worthy of you. I want you to be my woman and bear my child."
Bibi Dong's eyes widened in shock, utterly stunned.
Qian Xunji's greedy smile widened. In a flash, he stepped behind her, and with a swift hand chop, aimed at her neck.
(End of Chapter)