Lin Feng was at a loss for whether to laugh or cry at Bibi Dong's sudden, intimate gesture. Especially when he felt the tightening of her arms with a secret addition of force, his heart twitched.
This was clearly a declaration of sovereignty. But on his return trip, he had originally planned to introduce Bo Saixi and Bibi Dong to each other. This Bo Saixi was just his disciple.
"Dong'er, this is Bo Saixi, the Great Priestess from Sea God Island, and also my..." Lin Feng paused slightly, as if choosing his words. After all, the two words "friend" seemed too shallow. She had just recently truly returned to her heart and had, with her own hands, destroyed the phantom of the Sea God she had believed in for so many years.
"Dear friend," Lin Feng finally chose this word. It seemed both respectful and not lacking in closeness. He transmitted his voice to Bibi Dong in a low voice, "I've abducted the Sea God's Great Priestess and have taken her as my disciple. This is not a losing deal, right?"
The Great Priestess of Sea God Island? The one who was rumored to be the strongest Limit Douluo of the ocean in the same era as Qian Daoliu? What on earth has Xiao Feng done to have directly brought her back?
To have gone out with Qing Xuan for a trip, they had only said they were going to a god's inheritance ground. When had they said they were going to bring this one back? And where is Qing Xuan? Why is there no sight of her?
Disciple... Xiao Feng's old habit has acted up again. Can a disciple be just casually acknowledged?
Look at the few disciples you have taken before. Which one doesn't have ulterior motives against you? That girl, Nana, the lewd things she says in her own room from time to time can sometimes make even me click my tongue.
Whether he takes a disciple or not doesn't matter. What I'm afraid of is that this disciple has ill intentions, and is fighting to be a rebellious disciple who wants to ride her master. Although the probability of this Bo Saixi doing this is probably not that great, there's always a chance. What's more, this is a white-haired one!
I haven't forgotten that fellow, Gu Yuena. And also the Snow Empress in the back mountain who is now staying at the place you used to cultivate every day. So strange. How come all the white-haired ones are beauties?
And, look at this fellow, Bo Saixi, the hand she's secretly clenching in her sleeve and her extremely forced smile. If she doesn't have some thoughts, I would absolutely not believe it. It's only been about a month since she went out, right? Truly my good Xiao Feng. Tonight, I'll have you kneel on the washboard!
Forget it. Kneeling is not convenient. Lying down and not being allowed to get up is better.
Bibi Dong was still all smiles. "The things my husband does, I naturally have no opinion."
"Ahem ahem," Lin Feng wrapped his arm around Bibi Dong's slender waist, patted it lightly, and coughed twice. "We'll be intimate later. There are outsiders here."
Bibi Dong received the sound transmission but did not let go of Lin Feng. In her eyes, the surprise and a little bit of malice that had flashed in Bo Saixi's pupils had not escaped her observation.
Her eyes' waves flowed. After a light chuckle, she released Lin Feng's neck, and with the momentum, wrapped her arm around one of his, saying quietly, "So it's the Great Priestess Bo Saixi. I have long heard of your name. I am the Pope of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong," she smiled, a trace of scrutiny in her eyes as she sized up Bo Saixi from top to bottom. "I have long heard of the Great Priestess's name. To see you today, you truly live up to your reputation."
Hearing this, Bo Saixi "politely" returned a smile. Although in her heart she had many guesses and dissatisfactions about the relationship between Bibi Dong and Lin Feng, on the surface, she still maintained her nobility and elegance. "Pope Bibi Dong, your reputation on the continent is also as loud as thunder. To be able to see your true face today is my honor."
Very complimentary words, and it didn't sound like there was anything wrong. But the gazes of the two women were on the contrary clashing in the void with invisible sparks. The atmosphere at one point became subtle and tense.
Bo Saixi chuckled lightly. Looking at the hand that Lin Feng and Bibi Dong were holding, an inexplicable sour feeling arose. A few days ago in the Slaughter City, the one he was holding was still her.
I really didn't expect it. Besides that Qian Renxue, this Pope of Spirit Hall is also this stinking fellow's beauty. In my perception, Bibi Dong's cultivation is probably not as simple as a Limit Douluo. Is she on the verge of stepping into the divine level?
It must be this stinking fellow's credit. Thinking about it, it's also true. To be by his side all day, it would be impossible for her cultivation not to improve rapidly. He would give her anything good.
However, this stinking fellow wasn't beaten to death by Qian Daoliu? To have abducted his granddaughter, and also... oh, I forgot. Qian Daoliu can't even beat him. Naturally, he wouldn't be this stinking fellow's opponent.
This Bibi Dong, when she had gotten the Pope's position back then, news had also come from the continent. Counting the time, this person should be under 40 now, more than ten years earlier than when I had ascended to Limit Douluo. Her talent is truly terrifying.
And this appearance and beauty can indeed be called peerless. Speaking of which, does this fellow not care about age... doesn't care. Mmm...
She elegantly tidied her hair and said, as if unintentionally, "Lin Feng, this Pope friend of yours is truly young and promising. Not only is her strength superb, but her appearance is also rare in the world. To be able to be side by side with you, I suppose it is no shallow fate."
Hearing this, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Bibi Dong's mouth. She gently snuggled up to Lin Feng's side, a trace of a challenge in her eyes. "Yes. The fate between me and Xiao Feng is a long story."
"Some people, one glance is ten thousand years; some loves, once they have begun, cannot be cut off. Great Priestess Bo Saixi, don't you think this is the principle?"
The smile on Bo Saixi's face was a little stiff, but she quickly adjusted and responded with an even more gentle posture, "What Pope Bibi Dong says is extremely right. The thing called fate is indeed wonderful and ineffable."
"It's just that sometimes it is also like the fog on the sea, making people unable to see the direction, not knowing if they should get closer or move far away."
Then you should just move far away. Bibi Dong's brow raised. She complained in her heart, "I knew it! This what-Great Priestess of Sea God Island has ill intentions towards Xiao Feng! I was wondering how this fellow could so easily give up her faith! It turns out she has a request!"
Bo Saixi's heart was filled with a myriad of thoughts, but on her face, she still maintained her noble and elegant smile. She slowly spoke, her tone carrying a trace of teasing, "Lin Feng, this beauty of yours is truly beautiful and moving. No wonder you were in such a hurry to come back."
"Looking at your appearance, I'm afraid your relationship is not simple, right?"
Her two eyes narrowed slightly, as if looking forward to Bibi Dong's next words.
Bibi Dong chuckled lightly. The hand that was holding Lin Feng's was raised up and swayed slightly. "Can't you tell? Xiao Feng and I are naturally partners."
Although she had expected it, Bo Saixi's heart still sank. The smile on her face had faded a few points. She looked at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng coughed lightly. "Mmm. Dong'er is my beloved," he said frankly.
Bo Saixi smiled, her right hand spread open. "Now that I have also arrived at Spirit Hall, the thing that should be given to me can now be given to me, right?"
"I haven't finished writing it yet."
"Oh. Then just the finished product is fine. I don't care for your so-called personally written one. Bring it out now."
Bibi Dong's willow-like brows furrowed slightly. Her peripheral vision glanced at Lin Feng and then at Bo Saixi. She said with a smile, "What's the hurry, Great Priestess? I suppose it should be a theory or the like. Xiao Feng writes very quickly. Just wait a moment. Why don't you let him go and write for you first, while you and I, having met too late, can have a chat for a while?"
"Dong—"
"Hmm?" Bibi Dong gave Lin Feng a look.
Bo Saixi withdrew her own hand and looked at Bibi Dong with a smile. "In that case, alright. I suppose the Holy Son Lin Feng will be able to finish very quickly. Then I will wait here for a moment and have a good chat with Her Majesty the Pope."
Lin Feng shook his head. "Alright. Then I'll go to the study. You two can talk slowly."
Bibi Dong hummed in agreement. "Remember not to go to the great hall. Nana is there reviewing the memorials. If she sees you, she'll probably just drop everything."
The corner of Lin Feng's mouth twitched. What a good master, to be squeezing the little fox every day.
Hearing this, Bo Saixi also shouted at the departing Lin Feng, "Remember to write the characters nicely. Otherwise, I won't want it."
"Got it, got it," Lin Feng waved at the two of them with his back to them.
Seeing Lin Feng leave, Bibi Dong turned her head to look at Bo Saixi, her two arms crossed over her chest, the meaning of scrutiny in her eyes unconcealed. "It seems the Great Priestess Bo Saixi is very interested in my Xiao Feng."
Bo Saixi also crossed her two arms over her chest, her phoenix brows raised slightly, not showing any weakness as she looked back. "Pope Bibi Dong jests. The Holy Son Lin Feng is exceptionally talented, his strength is superb, and he also has a unique martial soul theory. Anyone would feel curious and admire him, right?"
The two were at loggerheads. The atmosphere at one point became so tense it was as if swords were drawn and crossbows were bent.
Bibi Dong chuckled lightly, a trace of amusement flashing in her eyes. "Curiosity and admiration are natural. But in the Great Priestess's eyes, there seem to be other emotions hidden. I wonder if the Great Priestess can clear my doubts?"
Bo Saixi's face did not change. She still maintained her nobility and elegance. "Her Majesty the Pope is overthinking it. I am just quite interested in the Holy Son Lin Feng's martial soul theory, so I took a few more glances. After all, a person who can propose such a unique view is not common."
"Oh? Is that all?" Bibi Dong pressed on step by step, her body leaning slightly forward, as if waiting for Bo Saixi's answer.
Bo Saixi sneered coldly. "Then what does Her Majesty the Pope think?"
Hearing this, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Bibi Dong's mouth. "That's for the best. The Great Priestess is the Great Priest of Sea God Island. Her identity is noble. I naturally trust you. It's just that the affairs of this world are often unpredictable."
Bo Saixi's brow furrowed slightly. "Her Majesty the Pope's words are wrong. Once a heart's desire is set, it will not be easily changed."
Bibi Dong said "oh." A finger lightly tapped her other arm, her eyes carrying a bit of amusement. "A heart's desire is set? That's really good news. Just now, Xiao Feng had told me a piece of good news, that you have already acknowledged him as your master, and are his new disciple. I suppose the heart's desire you speak of is the respect of a disciple for their master."
Bo Saixi's heart sank. This damn thing actually dared to tell others! So embarrassing! Detestable stinking fellow!
"Hehe," Bo Saixi replied witha smile on the surface but not in the flesh. "Something like that."
Bibi Dong smiled secretly in her heart, but on her face, she was all serious. "That's really great. For the Great Priestess to be able to become Xiao Feng's disciple, I suppose it was also after some deep thought."
"Xiao Feng, he is indeed a rare talent. Not only does he have a unique insight into cultivation, but he also has an outstanding achievement in martial soul theory. For you to be able to become his disciple is truly your good fortune."
Bo Saixi secretly gritted her teeth in her heart. This good fortune, if I give it to you, do you want it? She took a deep breath and tried hard to maintain a smile. "Hehe."
"Mmm. Since you are master and disciple, then you should have the appearance of a master and disciple. Since I am Xiao Feng's wife, then you," Bibi Dong said quietly, "call me 'teacher's wife' for me to hear."
I'll call you a...
The smile on Bo Saixi's face froze. She said, one word at a time, "Your Majesty the Pope, don't joke."
Bibi Dong shrugged her shoulders without a care. "What? Isn't this very normal? Although you are a few years older, but now that you have acknowledged Xiao Feng as your master, what's wrong with calling me 'teacher's wife'?"
A few years older? Is it a mere few years? A black line on Bo Saixi's face. This secret struggle, in the end, was her loss. She had lost very thoroughly. From the very beginning, she had been suppressed.
Bo Saixi did not speak. She really couldn't say it. To call that stinking fellow 'teacher' and 'master' was still acceptable. But to call this Bibi Dong 'teacher's wife', she always felt that her own seniority had inexplicably become much, much lower. She hadn't felt this way when she had called Lin Feng 'master'.
Bo Saixi tightly pursed her lips, her gaze complex as she looked at Bibi Dong. The unwillingness and helplessness in her heart intertwined, making her at a loss for what to do for a moment. Under her indignation, her full chest also rose and fell a little.
This damn thing, why hasn't he come back yet?!!!
Bibi Dong looked at Bo Saixi's forced appearance and couldn't help but smile secretly in her heart.
"Alright, Bo Saixi. I am not deliberately making things difficult for you either," Bibi Dong said with a smile. "You can call me Bibi Dong, or Dong'er is also fine."
This fellow, as expected, is from the same bed as that damn thing! This matter of taking advantage of people, you two do it without a single bit of a burden in your hearts! Don't you know your own seniority?!!!
Damn it!
The corner of Bo Saixi's mouth twitched slightly, but she still squeezed out a smile. "Then I will call you Bibi Dong."
"Mmm. Remember to get used to it in the future. Call me Dong'er."
Bo Saixi gritted her teeth for a while. I, Bo Saixi, even if I don't become a god, even if I cripple my own cultivation and jump from this Six-Winged Mountain of Spirit City, will not call you Dong'er!
"Do you want to go for a walk together?" Bibi Dong sent an invitation.
"Alright," Bo Saixi reluctantly agreed. She also wanted to see the scenery of this Spirit Hall and, incidentally, to adjust her own mood.
"Then follow closely. Remember to restrain your aura," Bibi Dong's figure flashed and had disappeared from her original spot.
Bo Saixi was stunned for a moment. Aren't we going for a walk? Why do we have to fly?
Her divine sense spread out. She found that Bibi Dong was now at a position a hundred meters below the mountainside. It was like a bamboo forest, and there were also a few mansions that were connected in a row.
"You still need to tell me to restrain my aura," Bo Saixi snorted lightly, her figure also then flashing, following Bibi Dong's aura.
The two of them, one in front and one behind, soon arrived before the patch of a bamboo forest. This place was quiet and elegant, completely different from the solemn and grand atmosphere of Spirit Hall. On the contrary, it was like a paradise that was secluded from the world.
A few houses were scattered in the bamboo forest in a well-arranged manner. In the small courtyard surrounded by a bamboo fence, from time to time, a few crisp bird songs would sound, adding a few points of vitality and tranquility.
Bibi Dong was standing on a wide, open space. She turned around to look at Bo Saixi, a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. "How about it here? Not bad, right?"
Bo Saixi looked around, a trace of amazement flashing in her eyes. She had to admit that this was indeed a good place to cultivate one's body and mind. She nodded lightly and praised, "It is indeed a rare, quiet place."
"Come, sit here," Bibi Dong pointed at a stone table and a few stone stools not far away, signaling for Bo Saixi to sit down.
Bo Saixi sat down as she was told. In her heart, however, she was still thinking about how to deal with Bibi Dong's previous words. Although she was unwilling to admit it, Bibi Dong had indeed brought her no small amount of pressure.
"See those houses?"
Bo Saixi was stunned for a moment. After looking at them, she said, "What's wrong?"
A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Bibi Dong's mouth. "Those are all the property of Xiao Feng's wives. One person, one mansion. Mine is also among them."
Hearing this, Bo Saixi's heart jumped. She fiercely looked at Bibi Dong, her eyes sparkling with an incredible brilliance. "What did you say?!"