Hu Liena had clearly just woken up from her Cultivate.
A simple white cultivation suit outlined her youthful and proud figure.
Her orange-yellow short hair was draped behind her, not yet carefully combed, with a few strands of hair casually falling beside her cheeks, adding a bit of spontaneous Charm.
Her face was extremely beautiful, possessing both the coquettishness of a young girl and a naturally enchanting temperament.
Between the ripples of her eyes, even with a hint of doubt at the moment, she naturally exuded a moving Charm.
Her skin was as white as snow, and her posture was graceful; every step seemed to carry a unique rhythm.
Su Xu, fulfilling the duties of a Guard Knight, bowed alongside Roger: “Greetings, Your Highness the Holy Maiden.
By the order of the Supreme Pontiff, please proceed to the Supreme Pontiff Palace immediately.”
Hu Liena nodded slightly, her voice crisp and melodious: “Thank you, both of you.” Her gaze swept across the two guards without lingering.
She was long accustomed to these knights on duty.
Su Xu lowered his eyes, using his peripheral vision to take in the stunning beauty of the Holy Maiden, secretly praising her in his heart.
She truly was a top-tier beauty, worthy of being the Personal Disciple of Bibi Dong.
It was a pity that his energy for the day had already been fully poured into that high and mighty Supreme Pontiff.
Though he felt amazed, he suppressed other thoughts for now.
There would be plenty of time in the future; it wouldn’t be too late to use his energy to nourish her younger sister later.
Su Xu thought to himself, but showed nothing on his face.
“Please follow me, Your Highness.” Roger stepped aside to lead the way.
From inside the hall came Bibi Dong’s voice, sounding calm but colder than usual: “Come in.” Hu Liena walked alone into the magnificent yet slightly oppressive main hall of the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
Su Xu and Roger returned to their original positions, continuing to stand guard like two statues.
Inside the hall, Hu Liena saw her teacher sitting on the throne and immediately sensed an unusual atmosphere.
Bibi Dong remained noble and majestic, but her expression seemed to have a trace of imperceptible tension, and perhaps a hint of suppressed annoyance?
What made Hu Liena feel slightly strange was…
There was actually a glass of clear water beside her teacher, as if for rinsing her mouth, and her teacher’s lips…
seemed deeper in color than usual, slightly moist, and even…
slightly swollen?
“Disciple Hu Liena greets Teacher.” Hu Liena suppressed her doubts and bowed respectfully.
“I do not know why Teacher has summoned me?” Bibi Dong lowered the fingers that were originally lightly pressing against her temple.
Her gaze fell upon her most proud Disciple, and her cold mood eased slightly.
However, the strange, faint, milky, fishy smell in her mouth, which seemed to linger no matter how much she rinsed, constantly reminded her of the incomprehensible and bizarre situation she had just encountered.
“Nana, no need for formalities.” Bibi Dong’s voice softened a little.
“Has your Cultivation been going smoothly lately?
In the city or the hall…
have you encountered anything unusual?
Or noticed any suspicious individuals or auras?”
Hearing this, Hu Liena recalled carefully for a moment and shook her head: “Reporting to Teacher, I have been focused on my Cultivation recently and have not strayed too far from my bedchamber, nor have I encountered anything strange.
The guards in the hall are strict, and everything is as usual.
Teacher…
has something happened?”
She keenly sensed the unusual nature behind her teacher’s questions.
Bibi Dong’s purple eyes were deep.
Staring at Hu Liena’s sincere and concerned gaze, she slowly shook her head: “Nothing, it is just that the defenses inside and outside the hall need to be more cautious these days.
It is good that you have no abnormalities.”
Bibi Dong did not say much more.
Her heart was full of doubts, but she had no leads.
It was even more impossible to tell her Disciple about such unspeakable guesses and bodily sensations.
After asking a few more questions about Hu Liena’s progress in Cultivation, she dismissed her.
Hu Liena exited the Supreme Pontiff Palace full of doubts.
When passing the hall gate, she subconsciously glanced at the Guard Knights standing solemnly on both sides.
One of the younger knights (Su Xu) kept his head down with a standard posture.
The other, older one (Roger), also looked straight ahead.
Everything looked as normal as could be.
It’s just that…
Teacher’s reaction today was truly strange.
Hu Liena frowned slightly, her mind turning, and she turned to leave.
When she passed by, Su Xu also strictly followed etiquette and did not look directly, but he keenly captured the fleeting expression of confusion on Hu Liena’s face.
Another half an hour or so passed.
The gates of the Supreme Pontiff Palace opened again, and Bibi Dong appeared.
She had regained her usual graceful gait, but upon closer inspection, her complexion seemed even paler and colder than when she had summoned Hu Liena, and a storm seemed to be suppressed deep in her eyes.
She disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Popes Palace, inner chamber.
The heavy hall doors closed, cutting off all lines of sight.
Bibi Dong waved her hand to dismiss all attendants, standing alone in the magnificent bedchamber.
The calm she had forcefully maintained on her face completely shattered, replaced by disbelief, shock, and monstrous rage.
She then walked quickly to the huge crystal mirror, her hands trembling as she unfastened the complex Supreme Pontiff robes and removed her clothing.
The sight reflected in the mirror struck her like a thunderbolt, leaving her body cold.
Immediately after, boundless rage and humiliation erupted like lava!
She saw that her formerly fair, flawless, and noble body was covered in shocking marks!
On her buttocks were clearly printed, reddish finger marks, shaped exactly like a palm print, left by continuous slapping.
And on her collarbones, large white breasts, and even more private places, were scattered ambiguous hickeys.
They were marks left by someone kissing her wantonly!
“This…
how is this possible?!” Bibi Dong’s voice trembled with extreme rage.
She clearly had no memory of it!
From reviewing memorials alone in the morning to summoning Hu Liena, there was no abnormal blankness in time, nor had her body felt any external intrusion.
Except for that strange soreness in her sister and the abnormality in her mouth.
But these marks, along with the intense discomfort remaining deep in her body, all indicated that someone had done something extremely unbearable and blasphemous to her without her noticing!
How was it done?
Was it some Spirit Ability unknown to her?
Or some strange secret technique?
“Damn it!!!” Bibi Dong slammed her fist onto the hard agarwood table beside her, and the tabletop instantly cracked.
Her beautiful face was twisted with rage, and terrifying killing intent erupted from her purple eyes.
“No matter who you are…
daring to blaspheme me like this…
I, Bibi Dong, swear to the heavens that I will drag you out, tear you into ten thousand pieces, and destroy your divine soul completely!!!”
Bibi Dong quickly put on her clothes.
Her powerful mental force swept through every corner of the palace without reservation, her spirit power surging, attempting to find any clues.
However, everything was normal.
Apart from these shameful marks on her body, there were no other clues.
After the anger came a bone-deep chill and vigilance.
The enemy was able to do all this without her, a Peak Douluo and Supreme Pontiff of the Spirit Hall, noticing.
Their methods were so strange, and their strength or special abilities far exceeded her imagination.
She must investigate, thoroughly and in secret!
From the personnel on duty today to everyone who could approach the Supreme Pontiff Palace recently, and even those who might possess spatial abilities or mental manipulation abilities…
not one can be let off!
After making this secret decision, Bibi Dong immediately went into the bathroom to wash up.
But the more she washed, the more irritable she became upon seeing the hickeys on her body.
Especially the large amount of “white saliva” flowing from her sister, which made her so angry she wanted to go mad.
“Damn bastard, how much did you spit in there!” “Bastard!
Bastard!!!
Bastard!!!”
Bibi Dong slapped the water in the bathtub in a fit of rage.
Water splashed everywhere.
But the white saliva in her sister’s mouth kept coming out the more she scooped it out.
It seemed endless.
One could imagine that Su Xu had definitely given all the stock he had accumulated over the years to Bibi Dong’s sister.
At the entrance of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, the time for the afternoon shift change had arrived.
Su Xu, Roger, and the other Guard Knights handed over their shifts.
They left the Supreme Pontiff Palace area and headed towards the Guard Knights’ rest area.
Their steps were steady, and they looked straight ahead, like ordinary knights who had completed a routine guard duty and were eager to rest.