144: Bibi Dong, drunk

Prince Xue Xing finally understood why the woman before him looked familiar.

The former Saintess of the Spirit Hall, who became the current Supreme Pontiff of the Spirit Hall a few years ago, Bibi Dong.

She was also one of the extremely rare female Titled Douluo powerhouses on the continent.

"A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, Your Holiness the Supreme Pontiff, it's purely a misunderstanding..."

"I am Prince Xue Xing of the Heaven Dou Empire, following Emperor Xue Ye's orders to capture a fugitive in the hotel."

"I had no intention of disturbing Your Holiness, please bear with us."

Prince Xue Xing immediately put on a fawning smile.

He even found a perfect excuse for himself.

He kicked the nearby Knight Captain and cursed at him: "How could you mess up the room of the fugitive? What do I pay you for? This is the Supreme Pontiff of the Spirit Hall. She won't lower herself to bicker over such a small matter with you. If it were anyone else, you'd be in serious trouble."

"Bang!"

Bibi Dong closed the door.

She wasn't in the mood to watch their performance.

She had more pressing matters.

Prince Xue Xing, however, became uneasy.

What did Bibi Dong mean by this?

Was it Life Qi? Or what was going on?

"Prince, should we leave?"

The person next to him reminded him in a low voice.

They all heard that the woman was the Supreme Pontiff of the Spirit Hall.

A big shot of this level.

Could be considered equal in status to Emperor Xue Ye.

They knew they had kicked a steel plate.

"Leave? Leave, leave where?"

"Idiot!"

"Coming here to arrest someone without investigating clearly."

Prince Xue Xing slapped the knight who spoke.

Xue Beng actually provoked the Supreme Pontiff of the Spirit Hall.

If Xue Ye found out, Xue Beng would be completely out of the running for the throne.

He might even receive severe punishment.

Bibi Dong hadn't said anything, so he couldn't gauge her attitude.

If this reached Emperor Xue Ye.

Xue Beng would be finished.

Prince Xue Xing's good days would likely come to an end as well.

After the beating.

Prince Xue Xing lost his Qi.

After calming down, he began to make arrangements; he had to minimize the impact of this major incident.

"Go invite Dugu Bo over!"

"Also, quickly go to my manor and prepare some treasures, including those Medicinal Pills I auctioned a while ago..."

"And, call the Fourth Prince to me immediately."

"Even if he's lying in bed and can't move, carry him here."

"Remember, keep it quiet. You must not let Xue Qinghe know."

...Inside the room.

Bibi Dong sat back down on the bed, completely uninterested in the situation outside.

She only wanted to continue the topic from just now.

"Teacher, outside..."

"Don't pay them any mind, Xiao Wen, where was I?"

"Uh, you seemed to have something to tell me."

"Yes!"

Bibi Dong brought up the main point, a hint of complexity in her eyes: "Xiao Wen, do you know what Divinity I am inheriting?"

Su Wen wondered why she suddenly mentioned this. He replied without thinking: "The Rakshasa God. You told me before, Teacher, and you even wanted me to become the Rakshasa High Priest!"

Bibi Dong nodded slightly and continued speaking with a calm expression: "A Divinity is a legend of the hundredth rank above rank ninety-nine. It is an extremely powerful and mysterious existence. Many people would likely envy a Spirit Master favored by a Divinity, but it is also a bad thing."

"The power of a Divinity is too great, and there are layers of assessments. Moreover, I don't know if it's normal. I can always hear the whispers of the Divinity torturing me, keeping my Mental Energy under constant pressure. Even before you came, I never had a good night's sleep."

Su Wen felt it definitely wasn't normal. What kind of normal Divinity would endlessly torture their successor?

He suddenly felt a bit sorry for Bibi Dong. No wonder she became crazier later on.

This was because Bibi Dong's Mental Energy was strong. If it were anyone else, they would have been broken by the Rakshasa God long ago.

On an impulse, Su Wen reached out and put his arm around Bibi Dong's shoulder.

Bibi Dong's throat moved, and she felt panicked inside, but seeing only heartache in Su Wen's eyes, her heart suddenly warmed.

She didn't resist, letting his hand rest on her smooth shoulder.

"Teacher, are you saying I can help you sleep well?"

"Yes!"

Bibi Dong reached out and suddenly placed her hand on his cheek. Looking into his eyes, she felt her ears heat up a bit and turned her head slightly:

"I discovered it by chance. Your Spirit seems to be able to dispel those whispers, allowing my Mental Energy to no longer be so tense every night. This is one of the reasons why I insist on you Cultivating in my room... Xiao Wen, are you still willing to help your teacher?"

Su Wen said softly: "As long as it helps Teacher, this Disciple is willing."

Bibi Dong smiled, calmly left Su Wen's embrace, moved her long, slender legs to the floor mat Su Wen had prepared, and put it away.

She said nothing more, simply instructing: "Go wash up."

When Su Wen came out of the bathroom, Bibi Dong was drinking wine, and a layer of flush had already appeared on her exquisite face.

She leaned half-reclined on a chair, her nightgown clinging to her curves. The wide belt cinched her small waist, her chest was full, her hips were perky, and her jade-like legs seemed to shimmer. Her delicate hand held a wine glass, and she was savoring it slowly.

"Teacher, why are you drinking again?"

"And you've had so much!"

When Su Wen approached, Bibi Dong personally poured him a glass: "You should drink some too. You'll sleep more soundly after drinking."

Su Wen looked at the wine glass and hesitated. He already had a bit of a shadow over it.

After drinking this stuff, he was truly afraid his hands would go out of control again.

"Drink up, I want to talk to you."

Bibi Dong urged.

If she didn't get a little drunk.

And lie in her Apprentice's arms.

She wouldn't be able to set aside her pride.

She also found herself amusing.

Even though she was already a Peak Douluo, she always felt that her Apprentice's embrace was the safest and most stable place.

It seemed as long as she lay there, her body would relax.

And she would fall asleep easily.

Bibi Dong didn't know what was happening to her.

"Alright!"

Su Wen picked up the glass and stopped refusing: "Teacher, after you become a god in the future, will you leave the Douluo Continent?"

"I don't know!" Bibi Dong shook her head gently, took a sip of the wine with her rosy lips, and then continued: "I might not necessarily become a god. After all, the assessments are truly difficult!"

There was a trace of complexity and sorrow in Bibi Dong's eyes. Becoming a god and destroying the Qian Family had always been her obsession, but now that desire had become less intense.

She touched her forehead. She didn't know if she had drunk a bit too much, but she felt a slight headache.

"Teacher, you're drunk. Let me help you rest!"

Su Wen stepped forward to support Bibi Dong. Before she could speak, his arm had already passed under her armpit, encircling her slender waist.

Bibi Dong didn't resist, but she didn't expect Su Wen to pick her up directly in a princess carry.

She instinctively wrapped her arms around Su Wen's neck, her cheeks feeling slightly hot.

Bibi Dong's heart trembled violently, but after a moment of hesitation, she didn't struggle.

Not daring to look into Su Wen's eyes, she rested her face against his chest, preventing him from seeing her cheeks. In a slightly drunken state, she let him carry her toward the bed.