Something's not right!
Chi Xiu had just woken up from a dream when he realized that he was not in the sect where he had lived for six years!
Instead, he was lying on an unfamiliar bed.
The mattress beneath him was so soft, as if it were padded with seven or eight layers of goose down. With just a slight movement of his body, it felt as though he would sink into it, making it hard to stop.
Chi Xiu's hand cautiously wriggled under the blanket, feeling the texture with his fingertips. His heart was shaken—the silk wrapping his body was as smooth as a woman's skin. Of course, he couldn't rule out the possibility that he might actually be touching some woman beneath the blanket…
He didn't dare move anymore, nor did he dare look around. This place was very unfamiliar, and he felt as if danger lurked everywhere.
Moreover, the faint fragrance coming from the blanket further confirmed that this was a woman's bed.
Looking at the magnificent and luxurious scene before him, Chi Xiu vaguely recalled everything that had happened last night.
He was originally a transmigrator. In this life, he was born in the Purple Star Sect on the border of the Tian Dou Empire, as the young master of the sect. Yesterday was the day of his six-year-old martial soul awakening ceremony.
Unfortunately, he had inherited his mother's trash martial soul. In order to prevent the elders of the sect from using this as a reason to abolish Chi Xiu's status as the sole heir to the sect master, his father Chi Yuan casually found an excuse to terminate the awakening ceremony, then had Chi Xiu hide in his own room.
Then he lay on the bed and fell asleep…
Everything seemed fine. So why did he appear here?
Where exactly did things go wrong?
He gently sat up from the bed, moving very slightly as he glanced around. Then his expression froze…
Only then did he realize that beside him lay a woman with a graceful figure!
She propped her head with her snow-white palm, her beautiful eyes slowly lifting along with Chi Xiu's movements. There was a trace of curiosity in her cold gaze, and a disdainful smile at the corner of her lips.
Chi Xiu was certain that he had never seen this woman before, yet he was extremely clear about who she was!
Her purplish-red long hair scattered over her snow-white cheeks and neck. Her gaze was as cold as venomous serpents, yet it revealed a fatal allure. Her nose bridge was tall, her cherry lips moist. She wore only a thin white silk nightdress, and the half of her overlapping legs exposed outside was crystal clear and translucent.
Perhaps she felt that Chi Xiu was just a child, so she did not deliberately cover the frightening weapon on her chest; or perhaps she believed that Chi Xiu would never walk out of this room alive.
So white, so big. Chi Xiu shifted his gaze away, breathing rapidly, feeling as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
This woman was not only broad-chested, but her aura was also incomparably powerful…
This was Bibi Dong!
Her appearance was almost identical to the anime design from his previous life, and Chi Xiu recognized her instantly!
Bibi Dong slowly sat up from the bed, lifting her hands to tidy her purplish-red long hair. A pleasant voice like ice colliding came from her mouth.
"You've just turned six years old, your soul power is 0. Judging from your luxurious clothes, you must be the young master of some sect. You should have awakened your martial soul, so—is it a trash martial soul?"
Bibi Dong stared intently at Chi Xiu.
The latter's expression was solemn as he remained silent.
"Not crying or shouting—your temperament is quite good for a child. But that makes it even more suspicious. So who exactly are you? Why did you appear on my bed?"
As she spoke, Bibi Dong leaned her cold face closer to Chi Xiu, her beautiful eyes flashing with cold light.
If the one before her were not a six-year-old child who looked like a porcelain doll, Bibi Dong, with her personality, would not have let him sit intact on her bed.
No matter his origin, beat him half to death first!
"Not speaking?"
Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow and sneered.
She extended her slender, delicate fingers to grab Chi Xiu's wrist, exerting slight force. "Child, I'll give you three seconds. If you don't speak, I'll break this arm of yours. Three…"
Suddenly, Bibi Dong's expression changed!
Chi Xiu's expression also changed. His body instantly produced a strange sensation, as if some kind of power were slowly filling him from within.
Bibi Dong's feeling was even more direct. Because of the absolute suppression of her cultivation, she could clearly sense that the soul power within Chi Xiu's body was increasing level by level—from zero. In just a few seconds, it had already climbed to ten!
Considering that he had just undergone the awakening ceremony, this was almost equivalent to innate full soul power!
Then, was his martial soul still a trash martial soul?
Bibi Dong's expression became solemn. This child's origin was unknown, and his body could actually undergo such shocking changes in such a short time!
"Release your martial soul!"
Bibi Dong's words carried a commanding tone.
Chi Xiu opened his right palm, and dark red light emerged. A cold aura filled with killing intent instantly enveloped the entire bed!
Even with Bibi Dong's strength as a Titled Douluo, she felt a trace of chill!
It was a dark red sword, its sharpness exposed, blood-colored runes engraved on the hilt. If one listened carefully, it seemed as if countless亡魂 were wailing in agony!
"What kind of martial soul is this?"
"The Shura God Sword…"
Chi Xiu spoke the name of the martial soul he sensed.
Bibi Dong slightly frowned and gently struck forward with her palm. Terrifying pressure surged toward him. Chi Xiu immediately raised the Shura Sword in front of him, and his body was blasted backward!
Bibi Dong got off the bed and slowly walked toward Chi Xiu. Her snow-white long legs appeared and disappeared beneath the dress, and her proud figure was fully revealed under the semi-transparent white gown.
Chi Xiu immediately stood up. Instead of holding the Shura Sword in front of him, he put it away.
A flash of surprise appeared in Bibi Dong's eyes. After receiving my palm strike, he can still stand up? And his martial soul didn't shatter?
His soul power is clearly only level ten. What kind of quality is this martial soul?
But Bibi Dong concealed her inner shock well.
"Tell me—where did the abnormal change in your body just now come from? And who exactly are you? Why did you appear on my bed?"
As Bibi Dong walked toward him step by step, circles of soul rings rose from her delicate jade feet.
Two yellow, two purple, four black, one red!
Chi Xiu secretly complained: I also want to know why I appeared on your bed!
I was clearly sleeping well on my own bed!
Now it seemed that although this strange experience had brought him benefits for no reason, he was also facing a life-and-death crisis.
Just as Bibi Dong was about to strike with her palm, Chi Xiu spoke in a childish voice.
"These years have been hard on you."
The entire hall instantly fell silent. One could hear a pin drop.
Bibi Dong looked at Chi Xiu in a daze. "What did you say?"
That was close. Fortunately, I'm a transmigrator and understand this character well enough… Chi Xiu quickly adjusted his emotions, then continued speaking in a childish voice:
"Others don't know, but I do. On the surface you are cold and aloof, but inside you are very fragile. The Pope of the Spirit Hall is nothing more than a shackle binding your soul. So what if you have twin martial souls? So what if your power reaches the heavens? You were once a naïve and innocent girl full of hope for the future!"
Bibi Dong lowered her hand, her eyelashes trembling slightly. She couldn't help wiping her eyes.
Was the one in front of her really just a six-year-old child?
"Do you… understand what you are saying?"
Bibi Dong walked toward Chi Xiu, the murderous aura on her body gradually fading.
Chi Xiu nodded. "Of course I do, because I understand you very well."
Bibi Dong came before Chi Xiu. She looked down at him, then slowly squatted, the hem of her skirt sliding down her snow-white smooth thighs.
Chi Xiu seized the opportunity to speak: "Qian Xunji deserved to die, Yu Xiaogang was hypocritical and insincere. This world has been unfair to you, Bibi Dong. Your heart has long been riddled with wounds."
"I really feel sorry for you…"
Chi Xiu added one more sentence at the right moment.
Bibi Dong's brows slightly rose, but in the end they relaxed again.
She admitted that something deep within her heart had been touched by the child before her.
She revealed a faint smile, but it was somewhat tragic, like someone suddenly severely injured.
If this was not a dream… then why could a child she had never met speak out her inner thoughts?
Bibi Dong's eyes grew warm. She raised her hand and touched Chi Xiu's head. "What's your name, little guy? Where did you hear all this from?"
Chi Xiu's heart stirred. When he read the original work back then, he had felt quite sympathetic toward this woman. Now, seeing her crying, it was hard not to feel pity.
But to ensure his own safety, Chi Xiu decided to use his ultimate move: "I know your future, so I came back from the future to save you…"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, light flashed around Chi Xiu's body, and he disappeared instantly from the Pope Hall.
…
"My… future?"
Bibi Dong silently repeated these four words, her expression dazed.
This child knew that she had twin martial souls, and even knew Qian Xunji, Yu Xiaogang, and others' relationship with her…
More importantly, he understood her thoughts.
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong narrowed her beautiful eyes. "Someone, come!"
A response came from outside the door:
"Your subordinate is here!"
"Find him. Find that child. Even if you have to turn the entire continent upside down, you must find him for me!"
(End of Chapter)