Chapter 217 Bibi Dong Submits
The first thing that catches the eye is the white-clad man sitting high on the dragon throne.
young.
hansome.
powerful.
The air of authority emanating from his very bones made Yu Xiaogang feel ashamed of himself.
But then...
He then saw the woman standing in the center of the hall.
That woman, dressed in a purple and gold robe, was noble and elegant, like a goddess.
Bibi Dong.
"Dong'er!"
As if experiencing a final burst of energy before death, Yu Xiaogang suddenly regained his strength.
He struggled to get up.
The iron chains rattled.
"Dong'er! I knew you would see me!"
"You haven't forgotten me, have you?"
Yu Xiaogang's voice was hoarse, yet it conveyed a strange urgency.
He tried hard to appear affectionate.
But with his swollen, pig-like face and the stench, he only made people feel disgusted.
Bibi Dong did not turn around.
Her gaze remained fixed on Lu Ming on the dragon throne.
A playful smile played on Lu Ming's lips.
He took the wine glass from Qian Renxue's hand and took a sip.
"Yu Xiaogang".
"At this point, what else do you want to say?"
Lu Ming's voice wasn't loud, but it echoed throughout the hall.
Yu Xiaogang trembled.
He looked at Lu Ming, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
He took a deep breath.
He straightened his back.
Even if he had to kneel, he would still maintain his so-called integrity.
"Lu Ming".
Yu Xiaogang spoke up.
His tone carried a somewhat didactic quality.
Just like when he taught those ignorant students at Notting College.
"You win."
"But this is only a victory in terms of force."
"Though you are strong, those who commit many evil deeds will surely perish!"
"You have committed too many killings and acted tyrannically and cruelly along the way."
"You have humiliated me, humiliated Tang San, and even humiliated the royal family."
"This kind of tyranny will not last long!"
The more Yu Xiaogang talked, the more convinced he became of his point.
His voice gradually grew louder.
"A true strong person should win people over with virtue and have the world in their heart."
"Instead of acting recklessly and relying on power like you!"
"You have established a divine court, but you do not practice benevolent governance. Sooner or later, you will be despised by the people of the world!"
"Although I lost, I have a clear conscience!"
"Throughout my life, I, Yu Xiaogang, have been pursuing the truth and striving for the future of the Soul Master world!"
"Kill me if you want, but let me tell you, justice may be delayed, but it will never be denied!"
Inside the main hall.
A deathly silence.
Gu Yuena stopped chewing grapes and looked at Yu Xiaogang as if he were an idiot.
Qian Renxue rolled her eyes. If Lu Ming hadn't been silent, she would have already chopped this noisy guy down with her sword.
Lu Ming smiled.
He laughed out of anger.
They were amused as well.
He put down his wine glass, leaned forward slightly, and looked down at the good-for-nothing who was still babbling on and on.
"Are you done talking?"
Lu Ming asked calmly.
Yu Xiaogang was taken aback.
He had prepared a whole host of lofty principles, intending to use his "righteousness" to influence, or at least intimidate, this tyrant.
But Lu Ming's reaction was too indifferent.
It was so mundane that he felt like a clown.
"I..."
Yu Xiaogang wanted to say more.
"Wordy."
Lu Ming frowned slightly.
He impatiently interrupted Yu Xiaogang.
"Reasoning?"
"In this world, might makes right."
"I am better than you, and that makes me right."
"As for justice and benevolent governance."
"That's an excuse for the weak to comfort themselves."
Lu Ming didn't want to listen to this useless nonsense anymore.
So boring.
I had hoped that this so-called "master" would have some new ideas before he died.
In the end, it was still the same old hypocritical rhetoric.
Even on the verge of death, they still try to build a memorial arch for themselves.
It's really disgusting.
Lu Ming turned his head.
Their gaze fell upon Bibi Dong.
At this moment, Bibi Dong's expression was frighteningly calm.
But her hand holding the scepter did not tremble.
Very stable.
"Dong'er".
Lu Ming called out softly.
"Let's get started."
"Listening to even one more word from this kind of trash is an affront to the ears."
Bibi Dong took a deep breath.
That pent-up feeling seemed to have been stuck in her chest for decades.
This moment.
Finally, it came out.
She turned around.
Step by step, I approached Yu Xiaogang.
The high heels clicked crisply on the ground.
Every step felt like stepping on Yu Xiaogang's heartbeat.
"Dong... Dong'er..."
As Yu Xiaogang watched Bibi Dong approach, a sudden surge of immense panic welled up within him.
He could no longer see the same affection or resentment he once had for Bibi Dong.
Only indifference.
A kind of indifference towards the dead.
What are you going to do?
"I'm Xiaogang!"
"We once..."
"Shut up."
Bibi Dong coldly uttered two words.
The next second.
A terrifying surge of soul power suddenly erupted.
Nine spirit rings rose up beneath her feet.
Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.
That crimson 100,000-year soul ring emitted a chilling, blood-red light.
"hiss--"
A sharp screech rang out.
The Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor Martial Soul has possessed him.
Eight ferocious spider spears grew from behind Bibi Dong.
Its purplish-black carapace gleamed with a cold light, and was extremely sharp.
"No...don't..."
Yu Xiaogang was so frightened that he moved back, and his crotch even got wet.
He was afraid of dying.
He was really afraid of dying.
In the face of death, all principles and theories vanish.
"Lu Ming ordered you to kill me?"
You can't listen to him!
"You are the Pope! You are the Queen!"
How can you take orders from a man?
"Dong'er, wake up!"
Yu Xiaogang shouted loudly.
Bibi Dong walked up to him.
Looking down from a high vantage point.
She looked at the man writhing on the ground like a maggot.
Is this the person she loved her whole life?
Is this the master she can't forget?
How ugly!
Bibi Dong's lips curled into a self-deprecating smile.
"Yu Xiaogang".
"Your greatest skill in this life is your mouth."
"pity."
"Now, even this mouth is repulsive."
puff!
There were no warning signs whatsoever.
A spider spear suddenly pierced out from behind Bibi Dong.
It moves as fast as lightning.
It pierced straight through Yu Xiaogang's chest.
Blood splattered.
Yu Xiaogang's roar came to an abrupt halt.
His eyes widened.
He stared intently at Bibi Dong.
His hands gripped the spider spear that had pierced his chest weakly.
Large gushes of blood gushed from his mouth.
"Cough cough..."
"Dong... Dong'er..."
"You...really...kill me..."
His eyes were filled with disbelief and despair.
He couldn't believe it until he died.
The woman who once gave up everything for him actually killed him with her own hands.
and.
So decisive.
So ruthless.
Bibi Dong looked at his eyes, which were gradually losing focus.
His face was completely expressionless.
No tears.
There was no heartache.
There was only an unprecedented sense of ease.
She moved closer.
He whispered in Yu Xiaogang's ear, in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"Don't call me Dong'er."
You don't deserve it.
Pfft!
Bibi Dong suddenly drew her spider spear.
Yu Xiaogang's body twitched once, then fell heavily to the ground.
His eyes were still wide open.
He died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.
The hall reeked of blood.
Lu Ming sat on the dragon throne, watching this scene, and nodded in satisfaction.
"well done."
The compliment was very soft.
But to Bibi Dong's ears, it sounded like heavenly music.
boom!
Just as Yu Xiaogang breathed his last.
Bibi Dong felt as if something inside her body had shattered.
Those are shackles.
It was a demon that had haunted her for decades.
As the thorn was removed, her soul seemed to be elevated.
A vast and pure energy surged within her body.
The bottleneck that had been stuck at the peak of level 99 actually showed signs of loosening at this moment.
On her body.
A faint, dark red glow emanated from it.
That is the power of the Asura God.
Slaughter.
Resolute.
Cut off everything.
This is the true essence of the Asura God.
Bibi Dong closed her eyes, feeling the surging power within her body.
She knew.
She was closer to that spot.
And all of this.
It was all given to her by the man sitting on the dragon throne.
Bibi Dong opened her eyes.
Turn around.
He slowly knelt down on one knee in front of Lu Ming.
This time.
She did it willingly.
"Thank you, my husband."
"Grant your permission."
Night fell.
Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace.
The newly acquired imperial city exuded an eerie tranquility in the night.
What was originally the palace of Emperor Xueye has now become Lu Ming's residence.
The furnishings inside the hall haven't been changed yet, but that doesn't matter.
The important thing is the people living inside.
Inside the side hall.
Bibi Dongping withdrew from the left and right.
She stood in front of a huge bronze mirror.
The woman in the mirror was stunningly beautiful; time seemed to have been exceptionally kind to her, leaving no trace on her face.
But on ordinary days, his face always wore an air of authority and indifference.
It's so bad it's hard to look directly at.
But at this moment.
That hard shell seemed to have shattered completely with the spear thrust out during the day.
Yu Xiaogang is dead.
He died at her hands.
That moment.
She thought she would be heartbroken, break down, or even go crazy.
But none of them.
Only ease.
An unprecedented sense of ease.
It's like carrying a huge boulder for half a lifetime, only to have it kicked away by someone.
Along with the soul power that had been stagnant within his body for many years, it broke through its shackles in that instant.
The bottleneck at the peak of level 99 has loosened.
The aura of the Asura God flowed through her meridians, domineering yet reassuring.
All of this.
It was all given to me by that man.
Bibi Dong reached out and touched her cheek in the mirror.
My fingertips felt slightly cool.
"Lu Ming..."
She murmured softly.
These two words, when spoken these days, carry a certain burning heat.
During the day, in the main hall.
The man sat on the dragon throne and, with just one sentence, forced her to make the most correct decision of her life.
Might makes right.
It's very simple and straightforward.
But it works very well.
Bibi Dong turned around and looked at the papal robes placed on the bed.
A purple-gold crown, a scepter, and that long robe that symbolized supreme power.
in the past.
This is the armor she cares about most.
Wearing it, she becomes the Empress of the Spirit Empire, the powerful and influential Pope.
But tonight.
She doesn't need these.
Bibi Dong raised her hand and unbuttoned her collar.
His clothes slipped off.
Her beautiful body, which had been shrouded in majesty, was revealed.
She walked toward the bathtub.
Warm water washes over the skin.
She washed it very carefully.
Over and over again.
It was as if she wanted to wash away all the bad luck she had accumulated over the past few decades, and all the shadows left by the man named Yu Xiaogang.
Half an hour later.
Bibi Dong emerged from the water.
She did not go to get the papal robe.
Instead, they opened a box that had never been opened before.
Inside there.
There was a light purple nightgown lying there.
Made of silk, it is lightweight and smooth.
This was something she had prepared when she was young, but she had never worn it.
Because it's reserved for the one you love.
She used to think that person was Yu Xiaogang.
Looking back now, it's a real joke.
Bibi Dong put on a nightgown.
The pale purple fabric clung to her curves, perfectly highlighting her mature feminine charm.
She is no longer the Pope.
She was just a woman.
A woman who is going to see her man.
Bibi Dong took a deep breath and pushed open the door.
Upon seeing this, the guards outside the door were about to bow when she raised her hand to stop them.
She doesn't need any attendants.
The long corridor is deep and secluded.
Bibi Dong walked barefoot on the cool floor.
Every step.
They all walked very quietly.
Her heart was beating a little fast.
This feeling was something I had never experienced even when I was being pressured by Qian Daoliu back then.
That's nervousness.
It's also something to look forward to.
Main hall.
The lights were on full display.
Lu Ming was not asleep.
He held an ancient book he had found in the Heavenly Dou Imperial Library and casually flipped through it.
He didn't actually read what was written in the book.
He is waiting.
Waiting for a "spider" to walk into the trap.
Door.
It opened with a creak.
A fragrant breeze wafted over.
It's not a strong, powdery scent, but rather a subtle, delicate fragrance.
Like violets after the rain.
Lu Ming put down the book in his hand.
look up.
His gaze fell on the figure at the door.
Bibi Dong stood there.
His hands gripped the door frame, his knuckles turning white.
She lowered her head, not daring to look Lu Ming in the eye.
Two blushes rose on her cheeks, spreading all the way to her ears.
Look at him.
If the elders of the Spirit Hall, or even the deceased Yu Xiaogang, were to see this, their eyes would probably pop out of their sockets.
Where is this the ruthless and decisive empress?
She's clearly a young woman who's never been intimate before.
"You're here?"
Lu Ming spoke.
His voice was flat, revealing little emotion.
But his gaze swept over Bibi Dong.
Unscrupulous.
Extremely aggressive.
That thin layer of pale purple silk couldn't block anything at all.
On the contrary, the fact that it is partially concealed adds to its allure.
"Um."
Bibi Dong responded softly.
The sound was so faint it was like a mosquito's buzz.
She strode into the main hall.
He turned and closed the door.
This is the hurdle.
It shut the whole world out.
Only the two of them remained inside the hall.
The air seemed to thicken.
Bibi Dong walked up to Lu Ming and stopped about three steps away.
She didn't know what to do.
In the past, it was always others who knelt at her feet, begging for her mercy.
No one had ever taught her how to please a man.
Especially.
This man is also the new ruler of this continent.
What are you standing there for?
Lu Ming smiled.
He leaned back, his posture languid.
"come over."
Just two simple words.
It carries an unyielding will.
Bibi Dong's body trembled slightly.
She bit her lower lip and took two steps forward.
They arrived in front of Lu Ming.
She kept her head down.
All that could be seen in sight were Lu Ming's white boots.
"Raise your head."
(End of chapter)