102: Chapter 102 Bibi Dong's legs went weak!

Ye Lingling walked in carrying a basin of steaming warm water. She placed the basin at the foot of the bed and sat down on a small stool.

She carefully took off Qin Feng's shoes and socks and placed his feet into the warm water.

Lingling's hands gently rubbed Qin Feng's insteps and soles in the water. The warm flow, combined with her gentle movements, greatly relieved his fatigue.

Seeing Ah Yin and Lingling occupying their spots, Dugu Yan simply took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed.

Like a cat, she lay down next to Qin Feng, propping her head with one hand, watching his profile intently.

"The Spirit Master Tournament officially begins tomorrow. How are our academy's teams arranged?" Dugu Yan asked softly, toying with Qin Feng's hair.

"What arrangement? We'll just fight our way through." Qin Feng didn't even open his eyes.

"Then are we going to take the field?"

"You guys just watch from below. I'm enough on my own," Qin Feng said.

Ah Yin's hands pressed on the Acupoints of Qin Feng's waist, her body rising and falling slightly with the effort, the scenery beneath her collar flickering in and out of view.

After washing his feet, Ye Lingling took a dry towel to wipe them dry, then her hands lit up with a faint pink light.

She actually directly activated the healing Soul Power of the Nine Heart Begonia, which surged bit by bit into Qin Feng's body through the soles of his feet, helping him soothe his Meridians.

Using the extremely precious Nine Heart Begonia's healing Soul Power for a foot massage—this kind of treatment was unique to Qin Feng in the entire Douluo Continent.

Qin Feng opened the diary again.

[I have to say, Lingling's Nine Heart Begonia is simply superb for physical therapy. The Soul Power travels through the soles of the feet to the whole body, feeling even better than soaking in a hot spring.]

[Ah Yin's Essential Oil Back Massage is also top-tier; her hands are both soft and strong. Yan Yan is lying right next to me, smelling so fragrant.]

[This kind of daily life is simply too perfect.]

[I wonder if the Supreme Pontiff, who was just driven away by Qi, has calmed down by now. Actually, she doesn't need to be so shy. After the tournament, if she really wants to learn massage, I wouldn't mind teaching her with some reluctance. Of course, the tuition would be her wearing that Supreme Pontiff robe and giving me a leg massage once.]

Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, Royal Back Garden.

Bibi Dong was standing in a pavilion, feeling the breeze. The words in the diary just now had made her completely lose her composure in front of Emperor Xue Ye, so she could only make an excuse to come out for air.

At this moment, new diary content surfaced in her mind again.

Bibi Dong looked at the sentence "wearing the Supreme Pontiff robe and giving me a leg massage," trembling all over with Qi.

This lecher! How dare he desecrate the Supreme Pontiff of the Spirit Hall!

As the supreme ruler of the Spirit Hall, how could she possibly give a man a leg massage!

Bibi Dong quickly typed on the message board.

[Supreme Pontiff]: Qin Feng! You're dreaming! Even if I jump down from this Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, I will never give you a leg massage!

[I Have No Mother]: Stop pretending. You actually really want to try it, don't you?

Bibi Dong turned to look at Qian Renxue, who was standing not far away, also out for air.

"Xue Qinghe, do you think I don't dare to kill you?" Bibi Dong's voice was very low.

Qian Renxue looked directly at Bibi Dong without yielding: "Of course you do. But right now, you want to go to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy even more, don't you?"

Bibi Dong was hit where it hurt, her chest heaving violently.

She snorted coldly and turned to walk out of the palace.

"Go notify Yue Guan and Gui Mei. I am going to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy to inspect the preparation of the participating teams. Depart immediately!" Bibi Dong ordered her attendants.

She was going to see Qin Feng now. She wanted to see if this guy, whose head was full of trash, could still be as arrogant as he wrote in his diary when he saw her in person!

On the dormitory bed.

Qin Feng looked at Bibi Dong's exasperated post on the message board, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Lying next to him, Dugu Yan saw Qin Feng smile and immediately leaned closer.

"Qin Feng, you're smiling so happily. What are you thinking about?" Dugu Yan traced circles on Qin Feng's firm back with a finger.

"Nothing," Qin Feng said.

Dugu Yan curled her lip, suddenly flipped over, and straddled Qin Feng's waist from the side.

Ah Yin's hands were forced to stop.

"Yan Yan, what are you doing? I haven't finished massaging yet," Ah Yin said.

"You're pressing too lightly. Let me add some strength for him." Dugu Yan ignored Ah Yin's protest and lay directly on Qin Feng's back.

Dugu Yan didn't use her hands to press; instead, she used her full, soft body to gently rub against Qin Feng's back.

"Qin Feng, how is this pressure?" Dugu Yan breathed into Qin Feng's ear, her voice so sultry it could make one's bones go soft.

Qin Feng reached back and squeezed Dugu Yan's leg: "You're playing with fire."

Seeing the intimate actions between the two, Ye Lingling, sitting at the foot of the bed, was so embarrassed she covered her eyes, but she left a wide gap between her fingers to peek.

Just then, a sudden, urgent knocking came from outside the dormitory door.

"Qin Feng! Come out quickly! Her Eminence the Supreme Pontiff has personally come to our academy for an inspection! She specifically asked to see you!" Bai Baoshan's anxious voice rang out from outside.

Dugu Yan, lying on Qin Feng's back, paused: "Bibi Dong? Didn't she just leave? Why did she come back?"

Qin Feng patted Dugu Yan's leg, signaling her to get off.

He sat up from the bed, letting Ah Yin take a towel to wipe the essential oil off his back.

"What else could it be for."

Qin Feng put on his discarded outer robe and straightened his collar. He opened the diary and quickly wrote a sentence.

[It seems the Supreme Pontiff still can't restrain the desire in her heart and has personally come to deliver herself to my door. I wonder if she's prepared her leg-massaging posture for me.]

Qin Feng pushed open the bedroom door and strode out.

Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and Ah Yin immediately followed.

Bai Baoshan was standing in the hallway, rubbing his hands anxiously. Seeing Qin Feng come out, he hurried forward.

"Qin Feng, you're finally out. Her Eminence the Supreme Pontiff is waiting in the Reception Room. Her expression is very unpleasant. You must be careful with your words later," Bai Baoshan whispered his instructions.

Qin Feng patted Bai Baoshan's shoulder.

"Don't worry, Committee Member. I know what I'm doing."

Having said that, Qin Feng put his hands in his pockets and walked leisurely toward the Reception Room.

Dugu Yan naturally clung to him, reaching out to hook Qin Feng's left arm, leaning most of her body against him.

Ye Lingling was a bit more reserved but still followed closely on Qin Feng's right, their shoulders bumping from time to time.

Ah Yin trailed half a step behind, her gaze never leaving Qin Feng's back.

Bai Baoshan followed behind, looking at the formation of these four, and could only sigh repeatedly.

This wasn't like going to see the Supreme Pontiff; it was like taking his family for a stroll in the streets.

As Qin Feng walked, he opened the diary.

[Bibi Dong is truly a woman of action. Not long after being driven away by Qi by me, she's already charged back.]

[She must have gotten more and more Qi as she thought about it and couldn't swallow her pride, so she came to find trouble.]

[But this is purely a sheep entering the tiger's mouth. When we meet later, I'll have to appreciate her Life Qi look and see if I can find an opportunity to take some more advantage.]

There was immediate activity on the message board.

[Poison Fairy]: Qin Feng is right! Let's go show her what's what!

[Purest Fox]: Dugu Yan, don't be too arrogant. My teacher is the Supreme Pontiff. You'd better watch out or you'll be in for it.

[Little Witch]: Qin Feng, don't just focus on Bibi Dong. When are you coming to find me? I want to hook your arm like Dugu Yan too!

[My Cat is White and Big]: The Supreme Pontiff is a Titled Douluo after all; her strength is very great.

[I Have No Mother]: Qin Feng is really bold. But I support you. It's best to make that old woman spit blood from Qi.

[Supreme Pontiff]: Xue Qinghe! You just wait! And Qin Feng, don't you dare touch me!

[My Son Is Not A Bastard]: The Master can do whatever he wants; no one can stop him.

The door to the Reception Room was right in front of them.

Bai Baoshan hurried ahead and pushed open the two heavy doors.

The Reception Room was very spacious.

Bibi Dong sat upright in the main seat, holding the popes scepter.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei stood behind her, one on the left and one on the right.

Hearing the door open, Bibi Dong looked up, her gaze immediately locking onto Qin Feng as he walked in.

When she saw Dugu Yan hanging off Qin Feng's left side, Ye Lingling pressed against his right, and a charming Ah Yin following behind, Bibi Dong's brow furrowed instantly.

This boy was simply absurd!

In broad daylight, he actually brought three women along so intimately in such a flamboyant display!

Qin Feng walked into the Reception Room with no intention of bowing.

He scanned the room and walked directly to a large sofa to the left of Bibi Dong and sat down.

Dugu Yan followed suit and sat by his legs, almost half-leaning into his embrace.

Ye Lingling sat on his other side.

Ah Yin obediently walked behind the sofa, reached out her hands, and began to knead Qin Feng's shoulders.

Yue Guan couldn't stand it anymore.

He took a step forward and pointed at Qin Feng, rebuking him.

"Impudent! Why do you not kneel upon seeing Her Eminence the Supreme Pontiff?"

Qin Feng didn't even lift an eyelid, leaning against the back of the sofa, enjoying Ah Yin's massage.

"I am a Nine-ring Titled Douluo. According to the rules of the Spirit Hall, a Titled Douluo has the privilege of not kneeling when meeting the Supreme Pontiff. Elder Ju, are you trying to overstep your authority to discipline me?" Qin Feng retorted flatly.

Yue Guan was choked up.

He wanted to argue but had nothing to say.

Bibi Dong raised her hand, signaling Yue Guan to step back.

She looked at Qin Feng's casual manner and suppressed the fire of Qi in her heart.

"Qin Feng, I have returned because I want to understand in detail the preparations of your academy's team for the Spirit Master Tournament," Bibi Dong said.

"Preparation?" Qin Feng smiled. "There's nothing to prepare. As long as I take the field, the championship is ours."

Looking at Qin Feng's confident face, the contents of the diary suddenly flashed in Bibi Dong's mind.

[Bibi Dong really likes putting on airs. There isn't even an outsider in this Reception Room, yet she's still sitting there pretending.]

[Look at those legs of hers, stretched so straight; they must be tired. If I walked over now, lifted her legs and put them on mine to give them a good rub, would she be so embarrassed she'd jump up?]

[The scenery under the Supreme Pontiff's robe is definitely even more charming than I imagined.]

A flush of crimson instantly appeared on Bibi Dong's cheeks.

Her hand on the scepter tightened suddenly, and her breathing lost its rhythm.

This bastard! Even at a time like this, he's still writing such lewd things in his diary!

"Supreme Pontiff, you don't look so well. Is it too stuffy in this room?" Qin Feng sat up and looked at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and replied, "I am fine. You need not worry."

"I think your Supreme Pontiff robe is too thick; it must be stifling." As Qin Feng spoke, he stood up and walked toward Bibi Dong.

Seeing this, Yue Guan and Gui Mei immediately stepped forward, blocking him from Bibi Dong.

"Step back," Bibi Dong commanded.

The two could only retreat to the side unwillingly.

Qin Feng walked up to Bibi Dong, the distance between them less than half a meter.

Bibi Dong could even smell the refreshing scent emanating from Qin Feng, mixed with the powder fragrance from the girls.

She tilted her head back, feigning composure as she looked at Qin Feng.

"What do you want to do?" Bibi Dong questioned.

Qin Feng leaned down, his face almost touching Bibi Dong's.

"I just wanted to remind Her Eminence the Supreme Pontiff that the collar of this robe is a bit crooked." As Qin Feng spoke, he naturally reached out and gently straightened Bibi Dong's collar.

His fingertips inadvertently brushed against Bibi Dong's fair neck.

Bibi Dong trembled all over, shrinking back as if struck by an electric shock.

Qin Feng withdrew his hand and even sniffed his fingertips.

"So fragrant. What perfume does Her Eminence use? It smells even better than the scent on Yan Yan and the others," Qin Feng said with a smile.

As soon as these words were spoken, a deathly silence fell over the Reception Room.

Bai Baoshan was so frightened he almost couldn't stand steadily, leaning directly against the doorframe.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei's eyes widened.

Was this boy crazy? He actually dared to flirt with the Supreme Pontiff to her face!

Sitting on the sofa, Dugu Yan not only wasn't jealous but instead shouted as if fearing the world wasn't chaotic enough.

"Qin Feng, you're not going to be fooled by her. That's the smell of an old woman; how can it be as fragrant as me?"

Bibi Dong snapped her head around to look at Dugu Yan.

"You're looking for death!" Bibi Dong roared.

A massive surge of Soul Power pressure erupted from Bibi Dong, heading straight for Dugu Yan.

Qin Feng's figure blurred, and he stood directly in front of Dugu Yan.

He didn't release his Spirit; he simply waved his hand, neutralizing Bibi Dong's pressure into nothingness.

"Supreme Pontiff, why bother with a little girl." Qin Feng looked at Bibi Dong. "If you really have fire of Qi, just direct it at me."

Bibi Dong stared fixedly at Qin Feng, her chest heaving violently.

Qin Feng's diary updated again.

[Bibi Dong looks so good when she's with Life Qi. Especially the way her chest moves up and down; it makes one's head spin.]

[When I touched her neck just now, her skin was as smooth as silk. I wonder what it would feel like if I reached my hand into the robe.]

[She definitely wants to kill me right now but can't do anything about it. This feeling of seeing her exasperated yet unable to get rid of me is simply too great.]

Seeing this passage in the diary, Bibi Dong's vision went dark.

She vented frantically on the message board.

[Supreme Pontiff]: Qin Feng! I will tear you into ten thousand pieces!

[I Have No Mother]: Don't just talk without acting; why don't you do something! Could it be that your legs have gone soft from his touch?