Chapter 4 Mu Changge exposes Bibi Dong's scars.
"Haa~ I say, Old Ghost, why is His Holiness the Pope so slow this time?"
In the Papal Palace, before the Pope's throne, a dozen figures stood like poles, their soul power formidable, most nearing the level of a Title Douluo. The two leading figures were both level 97 Super Douluos!
One of them, a man in golden armor with a effeminate face, yawned and casually complained to his old partner. The two were none other than the Hum and Ha Generals, Yue Guan and Gui Mei.
Gui Mei, true to his name, exuded black ghostly energy, truly resembling a living ghost.
Hearing Yue Guan's complaint, Gui Mei's voice was hoarse as he said, "I don't know!"
"Sigh~ You're such a silent type. I knew I wouldn't get anything interesting out of you."
Yue Guan rolled his eyes at Gui Mei, idly taking out a flower to smell. Gui Mei then chimed in, "But compared to before, this time it's a bit slower. In the past, His Holiness the Pope would come out the next day, and in the last two years, he'd even go in once a day sometimes. This time, he hasn't come out for three whole days."
"Yeah~ Could it be that His Holiness is refining that 'energy' inside? If so, we probably won't get a share this time."
Everyone present was disappointed upon hearing this. After all, if nothing unexpected happened, they could all take this opportunity to break through to level 90 with the 'energy' they received, and with just one soul ring, they could advance to the title level!
Ghostly paused for a moment, then said, "If you don't want to wait, you can go back first. I won't stop you."
Recalling the comfortable feeling of being injected with that extremely pure energy, and how he easily broke through the shackles of the level 97 barrier without any bottlenecks under the blessing of this energy, Yue Guan was confident that if he could obtain that kind of 'energy' year after year, he could break through to the level 99 Limit Douluo realm within fifteen years!
Thinking of this, Yue Guan's eyes lit up with eagerness, and she said in a sweet voice, "What are you talking about? What if
His Holiness comes out as soon as I leave? Wouldn't I be at a huge loss? I won't miss a single one!" She guessed everyone else was thinking the same thing; the energy bestowed upon them had long been completely depleted. Rather than going back to cultivate step by step for who knows how long, or even a lifetime, they might not be able to break through to level ninety. It was better to wait here for His Holiness the Pope to "bless" them again.
So be it!
...
In the secret chamber, Mu Changge clenched his fist, finally gaining a general understanding of his current physical condition.
His recovery ability was incredibly strong!
His physical body was extremely robust!
And it was gradually becoming stronger over time!
However, he still hadn't figured out why he was so weak when he first arrived in this world, or who the voice that had appeared in his heart was.
Also, he seemed to have a special connection to his own blood; what exactly was that...?
"Whoosh!"
Mu Changge, who was deep in thought, was interrupted. He turned around and saw that Bibi Dong had woken up from her unconscious state.
To be fair, Bibi Dong was an absolute gem, with a soft, voluptuous, and firm body.
She didn't look like she'd ever given birth.
Mu Changge didn't miss a single spot on Bibi Dong's body; he left his marks everywhere, inside and out.
Her once snow-white skin was now bruised and battered from Mu Changge's roughness, and her hands were chained to the wall, unable to move. The moment
Bibi Dong opened her eyes, she saw Mu Changge, that bastard, staring at her with amusement.
Instantly! Murderous intent, anger, and humiliation filled Bibi Dong's eyes.
"Bastard!"
Mu Changge merely chuckled, stroking Bibi Dong's delicate cheek: "Your Holiness, please don't say that about me. I still prefer your previous attitude." Unexpectedly, Bibi Dong opened her mouth and bit down hard on Mu Changge's finger!
Unfortunately, Mu Changge's physical body was too strong, and Bibi Dong still couldn't mobilize her soul power. Her forceful bite only left a shallow white mark on the other's hand.
"Tsk! How naughty!"
Mu Changge frowned and slapped Bibi Dong to the ground.
The slap made her mouth bleed, but Bibi Dong still showed no sign of yielding. She just spat out a mouthful of blood and continued to glare at Mu Changge with resentful eyes.
But Mu Changge suddenly laughed: "That's right, after all, you are Pope Bibi Dong! If you were as obedient as a pet, you wouldn't be you."
As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed the slender ankles. Sensing the other's intention, the beautiful Pope didn't curse as she had at the beginning.
Because she knew that would only give this bastard more pleasure.
So, she simply closed her eyes, turned her face to the side, and let her legs be raised...
Two more days passed...
Looking at Bibi Dong beneath her, who was enduring the impact with her eyes closed and without even a trace of emotion on her face, Mu Changge was extremely displeased.
Although she really wanted to feel the sense of accomplishment of conquering the beautiful Pope, she was now biting her lip tightly, like a mannequin.
This was simply too irritating.
"It seems that my revenge on you will have to be psychological. Hehe~"
Looking at Bibi Dong, who was panting heavily, Mu Changge smiled strangely.
Although she closed her eyes and didn't see the expression on the other's face, just hearing that laughter gave Bibi Dong an ominous premonition.
"Hey~ Bibi Dong, what position did Qian Xunji use when you were with her back then? Why don't you tell me, and we can try it too?"
As a transmigrator, Mu Changge naturally knew what had happened to Bibi Dong in the past, and could easily evoke the past that the other did not want to face.
Hearing the gentle whispers in her ear, words that revealed her deepest, most painful wounds, Bibi Dong instantly broke down. She opened her eyes, glaring at Mu Changge with bloodshot eyes, and roared maniacally, "Bastard! I'll kill you!"
As she screamed, Bibi Dong reached out to scratch Mu Changge's face, but her hands were bound by chains, preventing her from doing so.
Seeing the beauty beneath him finally give him the reaction he desired, Mu Changge became even more excited, his mouth still churning.
"I must say, His Holiness the Pope is truly a gem. His figure doesn't look like he's ever given birth. That's a good deal for Qian Xunji. Oh, right! You should have a daughter, right? What's her name again? Qian Renxue?"
"Shut up! Shut up!"
The wounds in her heart were torn open again, the painful memories causing Bibi Dong to cover her ears and scream, as if she couldn't hear, as if these things had never happened.
How could Mu Changge possibly agree?
He grabbed Bibi Dong's wrist and pinned it above her head, looking directly into her eyes and teasingly saying, "I remember you really disliked Qian Renxue, right? That's where you're wrong."
Mu Changge paused, then slowly uttered each word, "After all... she's your own flesh and blood, you're that child's mother~" The words "
own flesh and blood" and "mother" relentlessly assaulted Bibi Dong's senses. The combined psychological and physical blows finally caused the arrogant Pope to completely break down.
(End of Chapter)