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Chapter 72: Su Bai Overwhelms Qian Xunji
🕑 Added 2024-06-18 10:52:05 +0000 UTCBibi Dong's Boudoir
As soon as they entered, Su Bai closed the door behind them. Bibi Dong, without any hesitation, began undressing, revealing her perfect figure. Just one look, and Su Bai's breath quickened. No matter how many times he saw her, he never grew tired of it.
Unable to contain himself, Su Bai immediately stepped forward, wrapping his arms around Bibi Dong and starting a passionate kiss. His hands roamed over her body, feeling her warmth and softness.
It wasn't long before Bibi Dong's eyes became hazy with desire. Su Bai gently pushed her onto the bed, ready to join her, but then a thought struck him. He remembered the sensual outfit he'd received as a system reward.
"If Bibi Dong wore this, her allure would be overwhelming," he mused.
Acting on his impulse, Su Bai produced a set of lingerie.
"Dong'er, would you wear this for me?" he asked, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
Bibi Dong looked at the outfit, puzzled. "What is this?" she asked, though she obediently began to change into it.
As soon as she finished changing, a blush spread across her cheeks. The outfit was embarrassingly revealing. She shot Su Bai a reproachful glance but made no move to take it off. She knew this was exactly what Su Bai wanted.
Su Bai inhaled sharply, his eyes widening at the sight of her. Bibi Dong, in the black lace lingerie and high heels, was devastatingly beautiful. His desire surged uncontrollably.
Without further ado, he pounced on her, his eyes blazing with passion.
They lay entwined on the bed, chatting idly. After a while, Su Bai asked, "How is your adopted daughter doing lately?"
Bibi Dong rolled her eyes, a touch of annoyance in her voice. "She's doing very well, thanks to the immortal herb you gave her. She's already broken through to level fifty-four. Winning the Soul Master Elite Tournament shouldn't be difficult for her."
She knew her man well enough to see through his intentions. Su Bai was clearly interested in her adopted daughter, Hu Liena. But what could she do? Since returning from the Star Dou Forest, Hu Liena spent all her time either training or daydreaming. As a woman, Bibi Dong understood her thoughts perfectly. The girl's mind was undoubtedly preoccupied with this rascal.
Still, she had to admit, Hu Liena's exceptional beauty and talent made her a fitting match for Su Bai.
"That sounds promising!" Su Bai nodded. He realized he hadn't yet evolved Hu Liena's martial soul. The thought intrigued him. If he evolved her martial soul, would she become even more alluring?
Chuckling to himself, he thought, "I need to find an opportunity to evolve her martial soul. Besides, it's been a while since I've seen her. I miss that fox tail of hers."
With these thoughts in mind, Su Bai turned his attention back to Bibi Dong. After another round of intimacy, they both emerged from the room, looking satisfied.
As they stepped out, they were confronted by an unexpected visitor. Bibi Dong's brows furrowed as she recognized Qian Xunji. He had come specifically to see Bibi Dong. After their last conflict, she had struck him, and he couldn't let go of her. He had agonized over it for a long time before deciding to come and apologize.
But he hadn't expected to see Bibi Dong emerging from her boudoir with a strange man. And they were so intimate, with Bibi Dong holding the man's arm affectionately.
"You're the scoundrel who seduced my disciple and deceived her! How dare you come to our Wuhun Hall! Do you think there's no one here to stop you?" Qian Xunji roared, pointing at Su Bai.
He immediately released his aura, the full force of a Titled Douluo pressing down on Su Bai.
Qian Xunji had been wanting to do this for a long time but hadn't acted because he was the Pope and couldn't leave Wuhun Hall easily. He also feared he might not be able to defeat Su Bai. But here, in Wuhun Hall, he had his father's support, Qiandao Liu, to back him up.
Su Bai merely chuckled in response, releasing a bit of his own pressure to counter Qian Xunji's.
Seeing his aura effortlessly neutralized, Qian Xunji was secretly alarmed. He had sent assassins after Su Bai multiple times, all of whom had failed. He knew Su Bai was strong, but seeing him so easily resist his full force was unsettling. If they were outside Wuhun Hall, he might really be in danger.
As they stood in a standoff, Qian Xunji hesitated. Despite being a Titled Douluo, he was significantly weaker than Su Bai. But Su Bai showed no signs of letting up, increasing the pressure until Qian Xunji's forehead was beaded with sweat, and his breathing became labored.
He didn't want to lose face in front of Bibi Dong, so he stubbornly held on.
In the shadows, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo watched the confrontation.
"Should we intervene?" Chrysanthemum Douluo asked, looking at Ghost Douluo.
They were in a difficult position. On one side was the Pope, and on the other was Bibi Dong, who now held the authority of the Pope.
"We should," Ghost Douluo decided without hesitation, moving to attack. Chrysanthemum Douluo, albeit reluctantly, followed suit. Despite Bibi Dong's authority, Qian Xunji was still the Pope. As elders of Wuhun Hall, they couldn't allow the Pope to be humiliated by an outsider.
But Su Bai had already sensed their presence. As they moved to strike, he casually waved his hand, sending them both flying.
They spat out blood, shock evident in their eyes. They were Titled Douluo, and yet Su Bai had defeated them with such ease.
Bibi Dong glanced at them coldly, and they could only smile bitterly in response.
Ignoring the two elders, Su Bai increased the pressure on Qian Xunji. The Pope's legs began to tremble, slowly bending as if he was about to kneel.
"Who did you call a scoundrel?" Su Bai asked, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Qian Xunji wanted to retort, but no words came out. He could only glare at Su Bai with hatred.
Just as Qian Xunji was about to collapse, a golden light suddenly emanated from his body, easing the pressure on him.
An imposing figure appeared, the legendary Qiandao Liu. The golden light he emitted relieved Qian Xunji, allowing him to straighten up.
"Who dares to bully my son in Wuhun Hall?" Qiandao Liu's voice boomed, filled with authority and power.
Su Bai looked at Qiandao Liu, unperturbed. "I do," he replied calmly. "What are you going to do about it?"
Qiandao Liu's eyes narrowed. "You have guts, young man. But do not mistake courage for invincibility."
Su Bai smirked. "I never do."
The atmosphere grew tense as Qiandao Liu prepared to make his move. The power of a true legend was about to clash with the unparalleled confidence of Su Bai, setting the stage for an epic confrontation in the heart of Wuhun Hall.
