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

Chapter 462 Bibi Dong's Analysis
The cool moonlight shone through the carved window lattice, casting dappled silver light across the floor.

Inside the bedchamber, on the luxurious and spacious bed, the air was filled with an enchanting atmosphere, a mixture of Bibi Dong's unique fragrance and the sweet scent secreted when she was aroused.

Time passed idly in the enchanting atmosphere until Bibi Dong sat up, lazily reached for a cup of warm tea prepared on the low table by the bedside, took a sip, and rinsed her mouth.

After completing this series of actions, she seemed to have exhausted her last bit of strength and lay back down in the soft bedding.

This time, however, she did not return to her own pillow. Instead, she yielded to the strength of the arm around her waist and obediently rested her head on Dai Chengfeng's firm chest.

"call……"

At this moment, Dai Chengfeng let out a long breath filled with ultimate satisfaction, his chest rising and falling slightly with his breath, while feeling the soft and smooth body in his arms.

His large hand gently stroked Bibi Dong's smooth and delicate back, his fingertips lingering on the beautiful grooves of her spine, while his other hand intertwined with her slender fingers, holding them tightly.

Neither of them spoke, enjoying the tranquility and tenderness of the moment.

Inside the hall, only the soft sounds of their breathing mingled.

After a long while, Dai Chengfeng seemed to snap out of his extreme languor and remember the important matter at hand.

He lowered his head, his chin gently stroking Bibi Dong's faintly fragrant hair, and spoke softly, his voice still slightly hoarse from the aftermath:

"teacher……"

"Ok?"

Bibi Dong closed her eyes and responded lazily, like a satisfied cat.

"My body...it seems that by some coincidence, it was tainted with a trace of your Rakshasa divine power before."

Dai Chengfeng slowly spoke: "But this power is completely beyond my control, lurking deep within my dantian."

"Recently, I have been practicing the Martial Soul Fusion Technique with Zhu Qing, but we have been unable to succeed. The root cause lies in this."

"Originally, my White Tiger Martial Soul and Zhu Qing's Netherworld Cat Power should have been able to fuse perfectly, but the Rakshasa Divine Power is very resistant to external forces, which caused me to fail every time I tried to fuse my Martial Soul with Zhu Qing."

"Teacher, is there any way?"

Dai Chengfeng came to see Bibi Dong today, mainly because Bibi Dong had promised to help him again...

However, the reasons Dai Chengfeng gave to Hu Liena earlier were not false.

After all, Bibi Dong is the future Rakshasa God, and one of the strongest Title Douluos on the continent...

Dai Chengfeng thought that perhaps Bibi Dong could solve the problem of Rakshasa God Power that Liu Erlong couldn't.
Therefore, after the 'serious business' was over, Dai Chengfeng couldn't wait to ask Bibi Dong for her opinion.

At that moment, Bibi Dong, who was in Dai Chengfeng's arms, stirred slightly upon hearing this. She raised her head, her beautiful purple eyes gleaming with thoughtful light in the darkness:
"Rakshasa divine power?"

Her tone was grave. "Are you sure the power within you is that of the Rakshasa God?"

"determine."

Dai Chengfeng nodded. "The essence of that power is filled with an aura of depravity and resentment."

"Although it is only a trace, its status is extremely high. It is hidden deep in the dantian and is extremely difficult to touch, let alone control."

Bibi Dong was silent for a moment, as if she was recalling something.

As the Pope, she had access to far more secrets than Dai Chengfeng, and she herself was undergoing the test of the Rakshasa God, so her understanding of this power was naturally much deeper.

She just didn't understand why the Rakshasa God's power had entered Dai Chengfeng's body...

"Could it be that, just like when I absorbed the power of Asura, the power of Rakshasa was also attracted to the power of Asura through constant exposure?" Bibi Dong thought it was very likely.

Thinking it over, Bibi Dong slowly said, "The Rakshasa power is essentially the condensation of the most evil and malevolent thoughts in the world. It is adept at amplifying the darkness in one's heart and eroding the soul, making it extremely difficult to control."

When it came to serious matters, Bibi Dong's voice returned to its usual cool and collected tone, carrying a focused analytical quality.

"Trying to control it, or even guide it, is like playing with fire. One wrong move and you could be devoured by it and lose your composure."

Dai Chengfeng's heart sank: "Is there really no way?"

"It's not entirely hopeless."

Bibi Dong shook her head slightly, her fingertips unconsciously drawing circles on Dai Chengfeng's chest. "Power itself has no absolute good or evil; the key lies in the will and method of the controller."

"Although the power of the Rakshasa is evil, if one can overcome it with a stronger will, or find a power that counters it but can temporarily contain it and guide it, there may be a glimmer of hope."

"Conflict? Tolerance?" Dai Chengfeng pondered.

"For example, the ultimate power of light or holiness can theoretically have a restraining effect on the power of Rakshasa gods."

"But your martial soul is the White Tiger, and it is not developed with the attribute of light. Therefore, if you forcibly introduce external light power, it will probably conflict with your own soul power first."

She paused, then continued, "Perhaps you could start by honing your mental strength."

"When your will is strong enough to temporarily suppress the instinctive rejection of that divine power, you may be able to complete the fusion of your martial soul with Zhu Zhuqing in a very short time."

"But this requires you to have a subtle level of control over your own soul power, especially that trace of primordial energy."

Dai Chengfeng listened attentively, and gradually a direction began to form in his mind.

Tempering one's mental strength, seeking out special fields or higher-level powers to try... this is at least much better than being clueless.

Bibi Dong's insight was indeed extraordinary.

"Thank you for your guidance, teacher."

"Dai Chengfeng felt grateful, tightened his arms around the beauty in his arms, and lowered his head to place a kiss on her smooth forehead."

"This is so important to me."

Bibi Dong felt his sincere gratitude and still burning body temperature. She tilted her head slightly, and in the moonlight, she could see the passion that remained in Dai Chengfeng's eyes and his seriousness at this moment.

Her lips curved into a barely perceptible smile, but her tone carried a hint of reproach:
"Just saying thank you is not enough?"

Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, a sly and fiery glint in his eyes.

With a swift movement, he lifted Bibi Dong's supple body, allowing her to straddle his waist and abdomen, facing him.

Caught off guard, Bibi Dong let out a low gasp. Her purple nightgown had already come undone, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and alluring curves.

Dai Chengfeng's hands slowly moved upwards along her slender and supple waist, stroking her flat stomach, feeling the delicate skin, and continued upwards...

"Then... I'll show my gratitude with actions, okay?"

His voice was hoarse, and his gaze was fixed intently on Bibi Dong's purple eyes, which were even more captivating in the moonlight.

"What kind of thanks is this? It's clearly... you just came up with something else..."

"If the teacher says so, then it must be... Your disciple is extremely grateful..."

(End of this chapter)