Douluo Continent: Bibi Dong's Start with the Secret Chamber and Qian Xunji

An idea popped into Bibi Dong's mind.

What if Yu Xiaogang can't escape?

If he were also locked up, he wouldn't be able to go anywhere and would have to stay by her side.

What if he were stripped of everything, like Chihiro, and could only depend on her, wait for her, and belong to her?

Once this thought arose, it took root in Bibi Dong's heart.

Her gaze fell on Yu Xiaogang, filled with an almost tangible obsession.

But not now.

Flander was in the next room, as was Liu Erlong. All three were Soul Masters, though their strength was far inferior to hers, but if they caused a disturbance, too many variables would arise.

Moreover, this is a small town, and if we make a move, it's hard not to alert others.

Bibi Dong slowly exhaled, gradually suppressing the surging burning sensation back into the depths of her chest.

She glanced one last time at the light in the window, then turned and disappeared into the night.

……

In the sea of ​​consciousness.

Lin An crossed his legs, and the scene playing on the screen was exactly what Bibi Dong had just seen.

He just switched to watch the whole thing.

"Tsk tsk." Lin An tossed a peanut into his mouth. "What a chaotic scene..."

He thought Bibi Dong was about to rush in and wreak havoc.

After all, this host's behavior during this period has been incredibly decisive and ruthless. She imprisoned Qian Xunji without hesitation and took control of the Spirit Hall just as easily—a classic case of a villainous female protagonist.

Surprisingly, she managed to hold back.

Lin An stroked his chin, lost in thought.

The emotional fluctuations detected by the system were like a rollercoaster, from the longing and tenderness when seeing Yu Xiaogang, to the jealousy and anger when seeing Liu Erlong, and finally to that deep and terrifying gaze.

Lin An was all too familiar with the look in those eyes.

The same look she gave Qian Xunji back then.

The hunter's gaze as he locks onto his prey.

"Oh..." Lin An drawled, "So it wasn't that you held back, but that you felt the timing wasn't right."

He thought about it carefully.

After all, she was the woman who could handle Chihiro's locked room, perfectly balancing reason and madness. She was decisive when it was time to be mad, and never impulsive when it was time to wait.

"Alright then." Lin An switched back to the game interface. "Then I'll wait and see what happens."

……

When Bibi Dong returned to Wuhun City, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

She returned to the Papal Palace quietly without alerting anyone.

The days that followed went as usual.

Practice.

Handling transactions.

Go to the secret room.

Qian Xunji remained imprisoned there, completely numb. When Bibi Dong arrived, he stopped struggling and even began to enjoy it.

This enjoyment made Bibi Dong feel an inexplicable annoyance.

She imprisoned him here to complete the divine test and to seize his bloodline.

He deserves to suffer, he deserves to be humiliated, he deserves to live a life worse than death.

Instead of what it is now.

On one occasion, when Bibi Dong entered the secret room, Qian Xunji actually greeted her.

"Dong'er is here." His voice was hoarse, with an eerie calm. "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Bibi Dong paused for a moment.

She looked at him, a hint of coldness flashing in her purple eyes.

Qian Xunji leaned against the headboard, his clothes disheveled, but a smile that made Bibi Dong very uncomfortable was on his lips.

Bibi Dong frowned.

From that day on, every time she came to the secret room, she would lecture him.

It wasn't done with soul power, nor with instruments of torture.

Instead, he used every means he could sense.

She would torn him between pain and pleasure, turning his body into a battlefield of two extreme sensations.

Just as he was about to become immersed in a certain feeling, she would pull him back in a completely opposite way.

A distorted expression appeared on Qian Xunji's face.

His brow was furrowed, but his lips were parted in a wide grin. It looked like he was in pain, yet also like he was happy.

Or both.

At these times, Bibi Dong would look down at him.

Her gaze remained cold, and her voice was soft, "Is it comfortable?"

Chihiro did not answer.

His eyes were unfocused, his lips trembled, and his face still bore the lingering marks of pain and pleasure.

Bibi Dong straightened up and straightened her robes.

"Next time, I'll make you more comfortable."

She turned and left, the stone door closing behind her.

Inside the secret chamber, Qian Xunji lay there, gazing at the stone wall above her head.

A twisted smile appeared on his lips.

In his mind's eye, Lin An saw this scene through the system interface, and almost dropped the potato chips in his hand.

He glanced at the twisted expression on Qian Xunji's face, a mixture of pain and pleasure, and silently put the potato chips aside.

"That old guy... he's got Stockholm syndrome, isn't he?"

Lin An rubbed his arms, which didn't actually have goosebumps.

He decided to watch a comedy tonight to calm his nerves.

……

Since returning from Aoki Town that night, Bibi Dong has developed a new habit.

During her daily intelligence processing time, she would quickly finish reviewing other documents before picking up the one Zhao Duo presented. She proceeded unhurriedly, as if saving the most delicious dish for last.

Zhao Duo seemed to have figured out her thoughts, and the intelligence he wrote became more and more detailed.

Where will the three of them go today? Which group of Soul Masters will they clash with tomorrow? How will Yu Xiaogang guide actual combat with theory? How will Liu Erlong launch a frontal assault? How will Flander provide flanking support?

Bibi Dong's gaze always skipped over Flander's part.

She only watches Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong.

After all, Flander is a man, and he wouldn't have anything happen between him and Yu Xiaogang, but Liu Erlong is different.

The intelligence report stated that Liu Erlong and Yu Xiaogang's teamwork was becoming increasingly seamless. The two often discussed tactics alone after battles, and Liu Erlong liked to look Yu Xiaogang in the eye when she spoke, while Yu Xiaogang no longer avoided her gaze as he had at the beginning.

Bibi Dong closed the intelligence report after reading the last word.

Lock it in the drawer.

His face was expressionless.

Then came the second day, and the third day.

Intelligence reports kept coming in, all with similar contents.

Bibi Dong's reading speed is getting slower and slower. She used to be able to finish reading a piece of intelligence in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, but now it takes her the time it takes to drink two cups of tea.

Her gaze lingered on a certain line of text, as if searching for something, or perhaps confirming something.

The attendants guarding outside the hall noticed that Her Highness had been spending more time reviewing documents lately.

Nobody knows why.

During a meeting, Ju Douluo Yueguan once asked with concern, "Your Highness, have you been resting poorly lately? You look somewhat tired."

Bibi Dong glanced at him.

"It's alright."

Yue Guan then stopped asking.

Another half month passed.

That evening, a new intelligence report was delivered to the study.

Bibi Dong opened the book as usual. Her gaze swept over the first few lines: itinerary, route, battle records. Then she stopped at the last paragraph.

[...The three entered the Black Wind Ridge area on the border of the Heaven Dou Empire today. The terrain here is desolate and sparsely populated, with only scattered villages within a hundred miles. Based on their route, they will likely camp out in the wilderness tonight.]