[Ding, congratulations to the host for binding the opposing character Yu Xiaogang.
Congratulations to the host for binding the goddess Bibi Dong.
Blind box rewards and Emotion Points are right in front of you.
Please keep up the good work, host.]
“What are you trying to do?” Bibi Dong was full of vigilance.
“I don’t want to do anything…
I just want to talk to you about something alone,” Qin Xuan said, pointing to the depths of the forest.
[Yu Xiaogang Resentment +888]
“Bibi Dong, don’t fall for it…” Yu Xiaogang glanced sideways at the deep woods.
His heart trembled violently, and he hurriedly grabbed Bibi Dong’s hand, stepping in to stop her.
Although he didn’t know what Qin Xuan’s motive was, he had an ominous premonition, a feeling that he was about to lose something.
As a Soul King, Qin Xuan’s hearing was incredibly sharp.
He said disdainfully, “What, do you think I’m going to do something to Her Highness the Holy Maiden?
Or are you saying that once Her Highness the Holy Maiden isn’t by your side, you’ll lack a sense of security?
You need a woman to protect you?”
“Surely not…
Our future Grandmaster of Theory is actually this cowardly?
You’re almost thirty, yet you’re afraid of a nineteen-year-old half-grown kid like me.”
These words were directed at Yu Xiaogang, his tone laced with undisguised sarcasm and passive-aggressiveness.
[Yu Xiaogang Resentment +1888]
“You…” Yu Xiaogang gripped Bibi Dong’s hand.
His fragile glass heart had been touched.
His fingers slowly loosened, his face full of decadence, unwillingness, and an almost imperceptible malicious resentment.
“Don’t worry, Xiaogang.
Inside Spirit City, no one dares to hurt me.” Bibi Dong patted Yu Xiaogang’s hand, giving him a reassuring look.
Her beautiful eyes then turned to Qin Xuan, her pupils instantly turning icy.
“Besides, he doesn’t have the ability.”
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang felt slightly better.
He consoled himself inwardly: That’s right, Qin Xuan is merely a Soul King, while Bibi Dong is a Soul Emperor, and her talent is even higher than his.
As long as Bibi Dong isn’t willing, Qin Xuan simply can’t force her to do anything.
“Let’s go.” Qin Xuan had no interest in continuing to bicker with Yu Xiaogang here.
He turned and walked towards the depths of the forest.
He couldn’t wait to open some blind boxes.
Bibi Dong followed closely behind.
They walked one after the other.
After a while, Yu Xiaogang could no longer see their figures.
Qin Xuan looked around, confirmed there was no one else, and finally stopped.
“Tell me, what exactly do you want?” Bibi Dong said impatiently.
For Yu Xiaogang’s sake, she was already prepared to suffer a financial loss to avert disaster.
with her teacher’s doting love, she could just lie and say she needed one, and beg him for a piece.
Then, both sides would have dirt on each other, and neither could threaten the other.
“I’m going to die soon,” Qin Xuan turned around, his face still calm, but his words were shocking.
“What?” Bibi Dong was stunned, then reacted.
“What exactly is going on?”
[Bibi Dong Affection +10 (Confusion)]
This can add affection too?
Qin Xuan’s mouth twitched, almost breaking character.
“I suppose after all these years, you must know about my feelings for you.”
“I know…
but you should have seen it by now too.” Bibi Dong glanced sideways in the direction of Yu Xiaogang, a blush appearing on her beautiful face.
She said with some guilt, “The one I like is Xiaogang.”
[Bibi Dong Affection +10 (Guilt)] [Bibi Dong Affection +10 (Guilt)]
Recalling the bits and pieces of their interactions before meeting Yu Xiaogang, Bibi Dong’s affection continued to increase.
It only stopped when it reached 60 (Friend).
60 to 70 meant friends.
70 and above meant more than friends, not quite lovers.
80 and above meant adoration.
90 and above meant marriage and having children.
100 meant loyalty until death.
That was how the Douluo Continent worked.
Almost all female Spirit Masters were extremely single-minded.
Once they fixed their hearts on one person, they wouldn’t fall in love with a second; their eyes would only have him.
This also meant that almost all female Spirit Masters in the Douluo Continent were fools for love.
And Bibi Dong’s affection for Yu Xiaogang was at least over eighty.
“I know.
That’s why I asked His Holiness the Pope for a marriage arrangement,” Qin Xuan dropped another bombshell.
“What?
How could you do that?!
Qin Xuan, I’m telling you, I will absolutely never agree!
I will never like you!
Except for Xiaogang, my heart can’t hold anyone else!” Bibi Dong immediately became anxious upon hearing this.
The guilt had come quickly, but it vanished even faster.
Her affection instantly returned to zero.
Given Qin Xuan’s background and talent, looking at all of Spirit Hall’s younger generation, there was probably no one more suitable than him.
Of course, this was assuming her teacher Qian Xunji was a normal person.
[Bibi Dong Affection -60 (Absolute Disgust, Even Hatred)]
“Don’t worry…
the Pope rejected me on the spot.” Qin Xuan’s expression remained unchanged, but inwardly he was utterly speechless.
This woman’s face-changing speed was ridiculously fast.
Hearing this, Bibi Dong patted her chest, instantly breathing a sigh of relief.
But before she could be happy, Qin Xuan’s next words plunged her back into silence.
“So I made a request to His Holiness the Pope,” Qin Xuan didn’t hold back anymore, starting to spew serious nonsense.
“I intend to head to the Slaughter Capital.
As long as I can walk out and obtain the Deathgod Domain, His Holiness will agree to our marriage.”
Bibi Dong lowered her gaze, her eyes complex.
After a long silence, she looked up and sighed, “Is it worth doing this?”
Like Qian Xunji, Bibi Dong also didn’t think Qin Xuan had the ability to walk out of the Slaughter Capital.
Forget him; even Bibi Dong herself wasn’t confident.
The last person to walk out of the Slaughter Capital was Tang Hao, the Clear Sky School’s once-in-a-century genius, a few years ago.
And he had been twenty-six, possessed several spirit bones, and had a soul power level not far below her own.
Look at Qin Xuan.
A soul power level of 54, not a single spirit bone.
How could he possibly walk out of the Slaughter Capital?
This trip to the Slaughter Capital was ten deaths and no life.
“There’s no such thing as ‘worth it’ or ‘not worth it’.
If I can’t obtain your love, what meaning is there in my continued existence?” Qin Xuan fully embraced his inner actor, looking at Bibi Dong “deeply,” shedding tears he had been brewing for a long time.
It seemed Mr.
Qin truly had the potential to be an award-winning actor.
[Bibi Dong Affection +65]
At this time, Bibi Dong was still innocent, romantic, pure, and flawless.
She was kind.
She wasn’t yet the crazy female Pope whose mind was corrupted by the Rakshasa God and who spent all day thinking about destroying Spirit Hall after being forced by Qian Xunji.
Watching the person who used to silently follow behind her showing his “true feelings,” about to go to his death, Bibi Dong’s heart instantly softened.
And at this moment, after laying the groundwork for so long, Qin Xuan finally bared his fangs.
He walked up to Bibi Dong and rested his right hand on her shoulder.
“Before I go to the Slaughter Capital, could you promise me one thing?”
The two stood face to face.
Qin Xuan was nearly 1.9 meters tall, much taller than Bibi Dong.
She had to look up to see that somewhat wicked face—influenced by his martial soul—which was incredibly handsome.
With the distance between them so close, an ambiguous atmosphere quietly permeated the air.
Even Bibi Dong, whose heart belonged to someone else, momentarily lost focus.
She didn’t know when the annoying little follower who used to trail behind her had grown up so much.