Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 434 Bibi Dong at the Mountain Gate

Wuhun City, a bustling and prosperous city.

"Uh huh huh..."

Dai Chengfeng looked around at the busy vendors and hurried crowds with a good mood. He carried a bag of green tangerines, humming a little tune leisurely, and walked back to the Spirit Hall.

The morning air was slightly cool, but it did nothing to dampen the pleasure he felt after his prank had succeeded.

The delicate, soft touch of Liu Erlong's jade-like feet seemed to linger on his fingertips, and the faint, sweet fragrance of her perfume still seemed to linger on his lips, as well as the fleeting kiss on his forehead at the end...

The thought of Liu Erlong's mixture of shame and indignation, her bared teeth and claws, yet her utter helplessness, made Dai Chengfeng's lips involuntarily curl upwards.

This hot-tempered yet surprisingly innocent female dragon is incredibly fun to tease...

Dai Chengfeng was already planning how he should continue to "flirt" with her the next time they met.

However, this sense of ease vanished instantly when he saw the majestic and solemn gate of the Spirit Hall in the distance, and the tall figure standing in front of the gate whose imposing aura could be felt even from a distance.

It was like a bucket of ice water being poured over my head.

Dai Chengfeng's smile froze, and his steps involuntarily slowed down.

The woman was dressed in a magnificent and elaborate purple and gold gown that perfectly accentuated her curvaceous and voluptuous figure.

The skirt trailed on the ground, yet it didn't look sloppy at all; instead, it added a touch of elegance and majesty.

The gold piping and exquisite patterns shimmered with a low-key yet luxurious light in the rising sun.

Her long, smooth pink hair was like the finest silk, part of which was styled into an elegant updo, while the rest cascaded down her shoulders. Adorned in her hair was a purple-gold crown symbolizing papal authority, its gemstones gleaming.

His posture was as upright as a pine tree; simply standing there, he naturally created an invisible domain that inspired awe and made people dare not look directly at him.

"Bibi Dong?"

Dai Chengfeng recognized the figure almost instantly. "Damn it! What's she doing here? She looks like she's waiting for someone?"

"Waiting for whom? Could it be... waiting for me?"

Dai Chengfeng's heart immediately began to pound.

Although there has been no real physical relationship between him and Liu Erlong except for kisses and some intimate contact, it is a fact that he stayed at Liu Erlong's place last night, and it is also a fact that he flirted with her this morning.

If Bibi Dong found out...

Although Dai Chengfeng felt that Bibi Dong's reaction to learning about his relationship with Liu Erlong might not be as intense as her reaction to discovering his relationship with Qian Renxue, which was almost a "life-or-death" level of tragedy.

But Dai Chengfeng was absolutely certain that Bibi Dong would not act as if nothing had happened, unlike when she knew about Zhu Zhuqing.

After all, just look at how devastated Liu Erlong was when she thought Yu Xiaogang had gone to find Bibi Dong, and you'll understand a thing or two.

Moreover, Dai Chengfeng knew better than anyone that beneath the beautiful and powerful exterior of the esteemed Pope beside him lay a deeply insecure, obsessive, and possessive yandere core.

Although Liu Erlong has a fiery and straightforward temper, compared to Bibi Dong, who becomes cunning and ruthless after turning to the dark side, Liu Erlong can be described as "gentle and charming".

"call!"

Thinking it over, Dai Chengfeng took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, tried to look more natural, and then took the initiative to walk towards the purple figure.

After all, there's no escaping it; the more you try to avoid it, the more it makes you seem guilty.

The closer one gets to Bibi Dong, the stronger the invisible sense of oppression becomes.

On the other side, Bibi Dong seemed to have noticed Dai Chengfeng's arrival long ago, but she did not turn her head and kept looking straight ahead.

His profile is perfectly sculpted yet exudes a cold, hard quality, like an emotionless statue.

“Teacher,” Dai Chengfeng stopped a short distance behind Bibi Dong.

A perfectly timed smile, tinged with a hint of amazement, spread across her face. "You look absolutely radiant today. Only you could bring out such a noble air in this dress. The morning light seems to adorn you even more..."

Before Bibi Dong could even speak, Dai Chengfeng showered her with compliments.

Seeing that Bibi Dong didn't seem angry, Dai Chengfeng cautiously and tentatively asked:
"Teacher, were you... waiting for me?"

At this moment, Bibi Dong finally moved. She slowly turned her head, her deep purple eyes like the coldest ice crystals, and glanced indifferently at Dai Chengfeng.

There was no emotion in his eyes, no anger, no questioning, not even a ripple of emotion, but it was this extreme calmness that instantly sent a cold sweat down Dai Chengfeng's back.

"Follow."

Bibi did not answer Dai Chengfeng's question, nor did she respond to his flattery. She simply uttered two words indifferently.

The voice was cold and devoid of any warmth.

After saying that, she turned around, started walking, and headed deeper into the Papal Palace.

Da da da……

The high heels clicked on the smooth floor, making a crisp and rhythmic sound, each step seeming to strike Dai Chengfeng's heart.

Dai Chengfeng sighed inwardly, "What a bitter pill to swallow..."

Without the slightest hesitation, he quickly followed.

After all, although Bibi Dong's face didn't reveal anything, her unusual behavior and her chilling aura were enough to explain things...

She's angry! And really angry!

As for whether she was clear about the specifics of her relationship with Liu Erlong... Dai Chengfeng had no idea, but there was no doubt.

The fact that he didn't return home all night and only came back in the early morning is enough to arouse suspicion.

However, Dai Chengfeng was also somewhat relieved.

"Luckily, I bought some green tangerines in advance, otherwise the scent of Liu Erlong on my body alone would have been enough to ruin me!"

"Damn, I'm incredibly clever!"

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Wuhun Temple.

Bibi Dong walked silently along the empty and solemn papal corridor.

The guards and maids they encountered along the way bowed deeply, their heads almost buried in their chests, barely daring to breathe. Clearly, they too sensed the unusually low atmosphere surrounding His Holiness the Pope today.

Dai Chengfeng followed behind her, looking at the graceful yet chilling figure in front of him, his heart pounding with anxiety.

My mind raced, considering all the possibilities and possible solutions.

Finally, we entered the main hall of the Papal Palace.

The place was even more spacious and quiet, with the huge dome casting shadows that made the atmosphere even more solemn and dignified.

As Dai Chengfeng walked in, Bibi Dong didn't even reach her high papal throne. She simply stopped abruptly in the center of the hall, without turning her head, and waved her hand lightly.

A surge of powerful and pure soul energy erupted instantly, like two invisible hands pushing open the two incredibly heavy gilded doors. With a muffled boom, they closed tightly, completely shutting out light and sound from the outside world.

At the same time, her cool voice rang out, as if she were talking to thin air.

But Dai Chengfeng knew that she was giving instructions to the Ghost Douluo who was guarding outside.

"Ghost, step back."

"At the same time, no one is allowed to enter without my order."

From the shadows outside the palace came a barely audible reply: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Immediately, the chilling aura belonging to Ghost Douluo quietly faded away.

Soon, only Dai Chengfeng and Bibi Dong remained in the vast papal hall.

(End of this chapter)