Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

The maid's flustered voice instantly made the atmosphere in the hall tense again, which had just eased up.

Zhu Zhuqing's heart leaped into her throat.

Bibi Dong frowned slightly, an invisible pressure emanating from her, and asked in a deep voice:

"What's the matter? Is the sky falling down?"

The maid trembled at Bibi Dong's imposing presence, quickly lowered her head, and reported rapidly in a tone tinged with excitement and disbelief:

"Reporting to Your Majesty! His Highness the Holy Son... His Highness the Holy Son has returned! His carriage has entered Wuhun City and is heading towards Mount Papal!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing stood frozen in place.

The next second, her clear, cold eyes suddenly burst forth with an incomparably dazzling light.

He is back!

That bastard, he's really back!

Overwhelming joy instantly overwhelmed all her reason.

Almost instinctively, Zhu Zhuqing turned and rushed out of the main hall, forgetting even to greet Bibi Dong. Only one thought remained in her mind—she had to see him immediately!

"This girl..."

Bibi Dong stared at Zhu Zhuqing's swiftly departing figure, momentarily stunned, before a faint smile involuntarily appeared on her cold and beautiful face.

Her heart, which had been hanging in suspense for a month, finally settled down completely at this moment.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"

Bibi Dong silently recited a phrase in her mind, and then took long strides to follow him at a leisurely pace.

She was also very curious about what this kid had accomplished during his month-long adventures and how much his skills had improved.

Zhu Zhuqing rushed out of the Papal Palace, her high heels clicking rapidly on the smooth floor.

She completely disregarded the astonished looks from the guards and maids around her, wanting only to rush to the side of the person she had been longing for day and night.

When she rushed to the square at the foot of Papal Hill, she immediately spotted that familiar figure.

Lin Ye had just stepped down from the carriage, still dressed in a simple black outfit. He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, and a lazy smile graced his handsome face.

He seemed taller than when he left, and his aura had become more restrained, but the profound feeling of being one with heaven and earth was even stronger than before.

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly stopped walking a dozen meters away from Lin Ye.

Looking at that face so close to hers, all the fear and endless longing of the past month turned into a torrent of grievances that welled up in her eyes.

Her eyes instantly reddened, her nose tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably.

She wanted to throw herself into his arms without hesitation, just like before, to feel his warm and powerful heartbeat.

But her inherent aloofness and pride kept her rooted to the spot, staring at him with her reddened eyes.

Lin Ye naturally saw her immediately as well.

Seeing the big cat, who was usually as aloof as an iceberg, now with red eyes and a pitiful look of wanting to cry but holding it back, Lin Ye's heart softened instantly.

A wicked smile appeared on his face as he strode toward her.

"Hey, isn't this my big cat?"

Lin Ye walked up to her and said in a deliberately teasing tone:

"What's wrong? You've missed me so much after just a few days that you're almost crying?"

It was this flippant yet familiar remark that completely shattered Zhu Zhuqing's last line of psychological defense.

She could no longer hold back. She took a step forward and plunged into Lin Ye's broad and warm embrace, burying her face deep in his chest and wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, as if she wanted to meld herself into his body.

"You bastard...you bastard...do you know how worried I was about you...?"

Intermittent sobs came from Lin Ye's chest, filled with deep grievance and lingering fear.

Feeling the slight trembling of the delicate body in his arms, Lin Ye's smile softened.

He reached out and gently patted Zhu Zhuqing's back, softly comforting her:

"Alright, alright, stop crying. I'm back safe and sound, aren't I? Not a single hair is missing."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak, but buried her head even deeper, greedily inhaling the familiar and reassuring scent emanating from him.

Just then, a clear, cold voice tinged with helplessness rang out behind the two of them.

"Cough cough."

Bibi Dong had appeared behind them at some point. She looked at the two people embracing tightly and raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly.

"Be mindful of the occasion. This is the Papal Palace, and there are so many people watching."

Upon hearing Bibi Dong's voice, Zhu Zhuqing sprang out of Lin Ye's arms like a startled cat, retreated to the side, and lowered her head, blushing, not daring to look at anyone.

Lin Ye, however, was thick-skinned. He released Zhu Zhuqing, turned to look at Bibi Dong, and greeted her with a grin:

"Teacher, I'm back."

Bibi Dong's gaze fell on Lin Ye, and she looked him up and down.

From his appearance, the kid didn't seem to have changed much; he still had that carefree, irresponsible look.

But when Bibi Dong habitually probed Lin Ye with her powerful spiritual energy to check his current soul power level, her expression underwent a dramatic change in the next second.

"Um?"

Bibi Dong frowned, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Her spiritual power is as vast as the sea. As a peak Douluo of level 98, there are very few people on the entire continent who can rival her in terms of spiritual power.

Just now, her spiritual power, which was enough to easily discern the depths of any Title Douluo, was like a mud ox sinking into the sea the moment it touched Lin Ye, without stirring up the slightest ripple, and she could not detect anything at all.

How is that possible?

Bibi Dong was greatly puzzled.

When Lin Ye left a month ago, although he was already a Soul Douluo of level 80 or above and had formidable strength, she could still roughly sense the depth of his soul power.

But now...

She felt as if she were exploring not a person, but a bottomless abyss shrouded in thick fog.

No, that's not right!

It's not that it can't be detected.

That's a qualitative difference, a suppression on a level of life!

Bibi Dong only vaguely felt this way when facing the old monster Qian Daoliu in the Hall of Worship.

How old is Ke Linye? He's only been gone for a month!

"Lin Ye, your...your soul power..."

Bibi Dong's voice faltered slightly as she looked at her disciple, who appeared relaxed and carefree, and was deeply shocked.

Lin Ye felt incredibly pleased to see Bibi Dong's shocked expression.

This is exactly the effect he wanted.

He grinned and said casually:

"Oh, it's nothing. The shipping was going well this time, and I accidentally made a small breakthrough."

"A small breakthrough?"

Upon hearing these five words, Bibi Dong's eye twitched involuntarily.