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

Chapter 477 Bibi Dong's Gift, Dark Star Ring

Dai Chengfeng held Bibi Dong quietly for a while, his gaze slowly sliding from her focused profile to her slightly open collar due to her sitting posture, and the graceful curves vaguely outlined under her robe.

"Teacher, you are so beautiful..."

Dai Chengfeng exclaimed in admiration, his gaze gradually becoming intense.

The hand that had been properly wrapped around her waist began to wander...

His fingertips lightly caressed her waist through the soft fabric, then tentatively reached to untie the sash of her robe.

Bibi Dong was reviewing a report about friction between Soul Masters on the border when she noticed his subtle movement and her pen paused.

Without even looking up, she used her free hand to hold down his mischievous fingers, her tone tinged with helplessness:
"Stop messing around, let me finish dealing with these things."

Dai Chengfeng paused, looked up at her serious profile, and obediently stopped.

He simply held her still, buried his face in the crook of her neck and rubbed against her, responding in a muffled voice, "Oh."

Bibi Dong thought Dai Chengfeng had calmed down, so she refocused her attention.

However, Dai Chengfeng's "obedience" was always temporary.

Not long after, he probably felt that she was too engrossed in grading the papers and had forgotten his presence.

He resorted to his old tricks again, and this time he went even further, deftly untying the sash with his fingers and reaching inside her robe to caress her smooth skin.

"Dai Chengfeng!"

Bibi Dong couldn't help but let out a low snort, trying to get away from his harassment.

But where could she hide when he held her tightly in his arms?
She reluctantly put down her pen, turned to look at him, and met his eyes, which were filled with longing and innocence.

Thinking about the imminent separation tomorrow, the slight displeasure at being disturbed by official business was ultimately overwhelmed by an even stronger sense of reluctance.

She glared at him, but in the end, it all turned into a barely audible sigh.

She picked up her pen again, which was tantamount to acquiescing to his behavior, but she whispered, "...Don't go too far."

This is tantamount to a signal of indulgence.

"Good teacher!"

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly and immediately became more enthusiastic.

He stopped disturbing her reading, but began to assert his dominance in another way, showering her neck and behind her ears with tender, lingering kisses, and his hands became bolder...

Bibi Dong suppressed the shivers running through her body and the rising temperature, trying to stay awake and forcing herself to focus on the words.

This is undoubtedly a bittersweet torment.

Her pace of reviewing documents slowed noticeably, a beautiful blush rose to her cheeks, and her fingers holding the pen trembled slightly.

Throughout the process, she could only try to ignore the harassment from the people behind her and focus on the files on her desk.

After a long while, until the setting sun bathed the room in a warm golden light, Bibi Dong finally finished reviewing the last document and carefully affixed the papal seal.

She let out a long sigh of relief, as if she had accomplished a difficult task.

Almost simultaneously, with a hint of genuine disgust, she forcefully pushed away Dai Chengfeng, who was still clinging to her and whose actions were becoming increasingly excessive.

He quickly pulled the robe, which had somehow slipped down to his waist, back up, put it on, and tied the belt tightly...

Then, Bibi Dong turned around and faced Dai Chengfeng.

The blush on her face had not completely faded, but her eyes had regained the dignity and seriousness befitting a pope, and she stared at him intently.

Dai Chengfeng, who was still enjoying himself, was taken aback by her sudden seriousness and asked in confusion:
"Teacher, what's wrong?"

Bibi Dong looked at the disciple before her, whom she had repeatedly broken her rules for, whom she felt helpless about, and whom she cared deeply for. Her gaze was complicated, and she finally let out a soft sigh.

She reached out her hand, and a ring appeared in her palm without her noticing.

The ring had an antique design, its entire surface a dark silver, engraved with intricate and mysterious patterns. At its center was a tiny black gemstone, the size of a grain of rice, yet radiating a deep, lustrous sheen, with subtle, restrained energy fluctuations emanating from it. Dai Chengfeng's gaze was drawn to the ring; he could sense that it was no ordinary ornament.

"Teacher, this is...?"

"You will be leaving tomorrow."

Bibi Dong's voice was calm, yet carried a hint of barely perceptible concern: "I have something for you."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong handed the ring to Dai Chengfeng, explaining as she did so.

"This ring, named 'Dark Star,' is a rechargeable defensive soul tool."

"When you wear it, it will automatically activate and form a shield when you encounter a fatal attack, which is enough to withstand the full force of a Soul Douluo-level expert."

"It needs to be charged in advance for each use, which takes about a month. It is now fully charged."

"Contra's full-force attack?"

Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng's face immediately showed a look of shock.

He carefully took the ring, feeling its heavy weight and the immense energy it contained.

A Contra-level powerhouse is considered a top-tier existence across the entire continent; this ring is equivalent to having an extra life!

You can imagine how precious it is.

This is absolutely a treasure that would cause countless Soul Masters to fight madly for it.

Bibi Dong actually gifted him such a precious treasure...

A strong warm current instantly flowed through Dai Chengfeng's body, a mixture of emotion and excitement.

He looked up at Bibi Dong, his eyes swirling with emotion: "Teacher, this is so precious..."

Bibi Dong avoided his overly intense gaze, her tone remaining calm, as if she had simply given him an ordinary item.

"When you're out and about, dangers are unpredictable. Having this for self-defense will give me... peace of mind."

Before she could finish speaking, Dai Chengfeng suddenly reached out, not to take the ring, but to pull her tightly into his arms, with such force that it seemed he wanted to meld her into his own body.

Bibi Dong was caught off guard by his embrace, let out a soft gasp, and almost dropped the ring on her hand.

"teacher……"

Dai Chengfeng buried his face in her neck, his voice muffled and thick with nasal tone, "Thank you."

Without saying a word, he picked up Bibi Dong and strode toward the wide bed.

"Dai Chengfeng! What are you doing! Put me down!" Bibi Dong exclaimed, struggling.

Dai Chengfeng hugged her even tighter, looking down at her flushed cheeks, his eyes overflowing with deep affection and emotion, and said in a hoarse voice:

"My teacher has bestowed upon me such a precious gift; I have no way to repay him... except..."

Before Bibi Dong could say anything more, Dai Chengfeng gently placed her on the soft bed.

Inside the bedchamber, the temperature quietly rose once again.

The fish and dragon danced all night long, until the next morning.

Dai Chengfeng slowly got up and looked at Bibi Dong, who was still sleeping beside him. This time, Dai Chengfeng did not disturb her, but quietly got up.

After all, Dai Chengfeng didn't want to experience the taste of separation, even if it was only a temporary separation.

"teacher……"

Dai Chengfeng sighed softly, kissed Bibi Dong lightly on the forehead, then got up, dressed, and left.

"I wonder if Hu Liena and Zhu Zhuqing are ready?"

(End of this chapter)