Although Ao Tian's divine consciousness was powerful, it wasn't constantly scanning his surroundings.
When a thought stirred in his mind and he wanted to check on Qian Xunji, he found that Qian Xunji had already caused trouble for another woman.
A bold suspicion flashed through Ao Tian's mind.
"Could it be... even though I saved Bibi Dong, the plot will still follow its original course? Could it be that Qian Xunji will really create another Qian Renxue?"
"If that's the case, it's actually not bad. I'm quite looking forward to that angelic girl." Ao Tian smiled.
If you asked him who his favorite women were from the first part of Douluo Continent, it would be Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue. The others were good but ranked lower.
He used to regret that saving Bibi Dong meant losing Qian Renxue.
But now it seemed Qian Renxue was still likely to appear.
...
On a soft big bed, Bibi Dong lay there, unconsciously playing with the corner of her clothes, eyes fixed on the ceiling, unable to sleep.
Not because of the sadness from today's events, but because of Ao Tian.
Though she felt some affection for this man, and he seemed harmless, she had to remain cautious.
Once bitten, twice shy — from the twisted behaviors of Yu Xiaogang and Qian Xunji, she understood one truth: Know a person's face, but not their heart!
Sometimes, unless someone rips off their mask, you can't truly see what kind of person they are.
So she had to guard against Ao Tian, fearing he might suddenly turn violent.
In her heart, she believed following Ao Tian was out of helplessness. If she had enough strength, she definitely wouldn't trouble this guy.
Lost in thought, Bibi Dong occasionally couldn't help but sneak glances at Ao Tian, who sat on a sofa far away.
Ao Tian sat sideways on the sofa. From Bibi Dong's perspective, she could only see his sharp, chiseled profile.
Ao Tian swirled a wine glass in his hand, red wine sloshing inside. He stared out the window, exuding a lonely, solitary aura.
Bibi Dong was drawn by his appearance and unique temperament, unable to look away without realizing it.
"What kind of person is he really?" she thought.
Suddenly, Ao Tian turned his head, locking eyes with Bibi Dong, flashing a brilliant smile: "Are you spying on me?"
Bibi Dong's heart fluttered wildly. Her pretty face instantly flushed red. She quickly pulled the blanket over her chest, burying her head inside.
Her heart pounded, feeling shy but also annoyed that Ao Tian had embarrassed her again.
Ao Tian shook his head with a smile and said, "You're tired today. Go to sleep. We leave Wuhun City early tomorrow."
Bibi Dong felt her eyelids growing heavy and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Ao Tian got up, gently pulled down the blanket, revealing Bibi Dong's head.
A sharp, delicate oval face, exquisite features, long curled eyelashes, a clean and small nose, and cherry-red lips — all very tempting.
Ao Tian smiled quietly, "A bit silly, this Bibi Dong... seems not bad."
...
Morning.
Bibi Dong's eyelashes fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes, but soon they widened in surprise.
"How did I fall asleep?" Panic surged in her heart. She hurriedly felt for her clothes, confirming her body's condition.
Once she found her clothes intact and no discomfort in certain areas, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Since I'm awake, no lying around. Get up, wash up, after breakfast we'll be on our way."
Hearing Ao Tian's voice, Bibi Dong turned and found him watching her with a half-smile.
Her face flushed again.
Thinking about how she had just doubted him, Bibi Dong felt a bit embarrassed.
On the table lay a delicious, steaming breakfast prepared by the hotel.
Ao Tian sat calmly eating, a rare noble and elegant aura flowing off him, making Bibi Dong once again mesmerized.
As the sacred maiden of the Spirit Hall, educated in aristocratic etiquette for years, she knew no one more noble and elegant than Ao Tian.
What she didn't know was that this nobility was innate to the Dragon Clan — some dragons disliked it, but Ao Tian enjoyed it immensely.
Ao Tian smiled warmly: "Is there something on my face? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Bibi Dong blushed and hurried out of bed, "I'll go wash up."
...
One hour later, the two were ready to depart.
Actually, there wasn't much to pack.
Bibi Dong's storage soul guide device held many clothes.
And Ao Tian, if he wanted, was the richest man on this planet — no need to prepare anything.
"Where are we going?" asked Bibi Dong.
Ao Tian looked north: "First to the Tiandou Empire, then to the Xingluo Empire. I want to take you to try all the continent's delicacies."
Hearing Ao Tian's ambitious words, Bibi Dong felt a little sweet inside.
She lowered her head, blushing, and softly said, "Mm."
...
They spent ten years wandering joyfully across the continent.
Ao Tian took Bibi Dong to eat every delicacy under the sky, even ventured into the City of Slaughter, where Bibi Dong gained a Killing God Domain.
As for Ao Tian, such a domain was trivial and unworthy of his attention.
After ten years of roaming, they returned to Wuhun City.
The reason for returning was a reliable message — the Pope had died suddenly!
Bibi Dong contacted a female elder who had been friendly before and learned that Qian Xunji had recently led several elders to ambush the young genius Tang Hao of Haotian Sect.
Tang Hao's wife was a ten-thousand-year-old beast transformed into a human, with a domineering personality. Naturally, Qian Xunji wouldn't let this slide.
But in the end, things backfired: the ten-thousand-year beast sacrificed itself to Tang Hao, greatly boosting his power, and Qian Xunji was severely injured.
Years ago, Qian Xunji had forcefully taken a maid and fathered a daughter. Over the past decade, he treated that maid horribly, causing her to hate him deeply.
Taking advantage of his injuries, she poisoned him.
The Pope passed away, leaving behind a nine-year-old daughter and a soon-to-be chaotic Spirit Hall.
This return was Ao Tian's request. He hoped Bibi Dong would take the Pope's place and become a powerful Empress.
Over ten years, Bibi Dong had become a Title Douluo. With Ao Tian's secret support, she easily became the new Pope of the Spirit Hall.
Thus, Ao Tian and Bibi Dong's lives stabilized.
...
Six years later.
Sixteen years had passed since Ao Tian woke up, and Bibi Dong had grown from a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl into a mature woman in her thirties.
At this moment, in Bibi Dong's bedroom, her cheeks flushed and breathing quickened.
"Stop it!" she slapped away Ao Tian's restless hands and grabbed his ear.
"Show me your true form right now."
Ao Tian's figure blurred, and in a blink, he reverted to the appearance of a six or seven-year-old boy.
Bibi Dong knocked hard on Ao Tian's forehead, glanced at him sideways, and laughed teasingly:
"You little brat, not even fully grown yet, wanting to do adult things with me — do you have that ability?"
Ao Tian pouted, "Just for fun, isn't that okay? Besides, my cultivation method is about to breakthrough. In a few years, I'll regain my teenage form."
He looked at Bibi Dong's full, alluring body and swallowed hard.
Bibi Dong, now in her thirties, had completely shed her youthful awkwardness and become a ripe peach.
With a curvy figure and a rare, breathtakingly beautiful face, she was stunningly seductive.
She wore the gorgeous Pope's robe, combining allure with the dignity and nobility of her position, strongly stirring men's desire to conquer.
Ao Tian made a sour face, feeling a bit troubled inside.
He had always heard that dragons are naturally lustful, and used to just laugh it off, but now he truly felt it.
That overwhelming desire, far stronger than humans', tortured him terribly.
Especially with such a peerless beauty beside him, yet only allowed to look but not touch — the feeling was cruel.
Ao Tian shook his head, summoning great willpower to suppress the burning desire.
"I'll leave tomorrow for Nodding City."
(End of Chapter)