Douluo Continent: The Holy Son of the Sea God, please arrange my marriage with Bibi Dong.

Poseidon raised his scepter.

He beckoned to Ye Canglan with his finger: "Come here, come into Sister Ceci's arms."

Ye Canglan paused, standing still:

"I'm not a child anymore, Sister Cecily, please don't do this."

Ye Canglan really didn't want to.

Poseidon raised an eyebrow and smiled, then immediately used the power of the sea god to forcibly pull Ye Canglan over.

"Oh dear." Ye Canglan was pulled into Poseidon's arms, and said helplessly, "Sister Poseidon, you're a high priest now, why are you still like this?"

"You're even complaining about your older sister now? Lan'er, I just can't do anything with you."

Poseidon looked at the other person's aloof face and felt quite troubled. Why did he seem to like smiling less and less as he got older?

I wonder which aloof young lady has come out to gain experience.

Poseidon nuzzled Ye Canglan's cheek:

"Don't look so miserable. Smile. Lan'er is the prettiest. After you get married, remember to bring Bibi Dong to visit me."

"How should I put it? I'm one of your closest people. If you want to establish a sect in the future, Seagod Island will also lend a hand."

Ye Canglan pushed Poseidon's head away. "Sister Poseidon, I know what I'm doing, so don't worry."

The two whispered a few more words about the massacre of the Cold Dragon Sect. Poseidon repeatedly told him not to investigate rashly, and that the Spirit Hall's intelligence network would help him investigate after the wedding.

Ye Canglan agreed to all of them before turning and leaving the Sea God Temple.

As soon as he stepped out of the palace gate, a delicate figure suddenly pounced on him and crashed into his arms.

Bibi Dong buried her face in his chest, inhaled deeply, and rubbed against him with a look of adoration.

"Brother Canglan, you smell so good! Lately, I've discovered that you smell better than all the flowers on Poseidon Island."

Ye Canglan steadied her by supporting her waist, then sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

"Why are you squatting here like a perverted woman?"

Bibi Dong looked up at him, her eyes sparkling, and chuckled.

"It wasn't long, just a little while. Brother Canglan, Dong'er wants a kiss. Shall we find a secluded spot?"

"No." Ye Canglan refused without thinking and reached out to push her away.

Bibi Dong hugged him even tighter, shaking his arm and acting coquettishly, her voice so soft it could melt your heart:

"Brother Canglan~ Just one kiss, just one, okay~ Dong'er misses you so much."

Seeing her pleading look, Ye Canglan sighed and finally couldn't help himself.

He pulled her to a secluded spot, put his arm around Bibi Dong's waist, and bent down to kiss her, but his movements froze, appearing somewhat stiff.

Normally.

I have never initiated a kiss with anyone.

After regaining his senses, he pressed his lips to hers.

I was thinking of just skimming the surface.

Bibi Dong, however, had no intention of letting him go, and grabbed the back of her head with both hands.

The kiss deepened, and they began more intimate acts.

With her other hand, she slipped it inside her robe.

I touched that towering pillar.

"Dong'er..."

.........

After a while.

The two players took turns attacking and defending.

Bibi Dong wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth and said coquettishly:

"That was a truly exhilarating battle, Brother Canglan, you were awesome."

Ye Canglan looked at Bibi Dong, who was completely infatuated with him, in his arms, his face flushed:

"Dong'er, you've gone too far."

I thought it would be over soon, but Bibi Dong was surprisingly proactive.

"After everything is over."

The two straightened their clothes and walked out of the quiet alley side by side.

Ye Canglan's cheeks were still flushed, her ear tips were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, and a few strands of white hair on her forehead were damp with sweat.

He pressed his forehead against the smooth surface, his whole body resembling a sun-baked red apple, his steps still somewhat unsteady.

Bibi Dong followed beside him, a triumphant smile on her lips, her eyes glued to his face, unable to get enough of looking at him.

"Cang Lan is so handsome, he looks even better when he blushes."

She leaned closer and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"How about I sneak into your room tonight?"

Ye Canglan froze, then abruptly turned to glare at her, his ears turning even redder:

"Get out! Don't even think about it before you're married!"

He quickened his pace, wanting nothing more than to get as far away from this shameless woman as possible.

Bibi Dong smiled and chased after him, taking his arm and shaking it gently.

"Okay, okay, I was just saying. Anyway, our wedding is in two days, let's see where you run then."

He felt as if Bibi Dong were a hungry wolf, staring intently at him.

They're always thinking about the next meal after finishing the last one, never truly satisfied.

Forget it, let's talk about it on the wedding day.

……

Time flies by so quickly, and five days later, the wedding day is tomorrow.

At the Temple of Poseidon, Poseidon sought out Sendoru alone to discuss matters.

The afterglow of dusk shone on the Temple of Poseidon, making the water shimmer.

Poseidon calmly looked at Qian Daoliu, who was also a peerless Douluo like herself:

"Qian Daoliu, the main reason I called you here alone is because of Ye Canglan."

Tomorrow is the wedding day.

After the wedding day.

Ye Canglan will leave Poseidon Island in a few days.

"High Priest, please speak," Qian Daoliu said.

He was also curious about what it could be.

"Ye Canglan is the son of the sect leader of the Hanlong Sect."

"What?" Qian Daoliu exclaimed in surprise, "Ye Canglan is a survivor of the Cold Dragon Sect."

"That's right. When I found him on Poseidon Island, he survived only because his mother, Gu Xue, protected him with a soul power barrier." Poseidon recounted the whole story.

After hearing this, Qian Daoliu fell into deep thought. He knew something about the Cold Dragon Sect.

Overnight, the sect vanished into thin air, and everyone perished.

As the number one sect below the three upper sects, the Cold Dragon Sect's strength should not be underestimated. The fact that they could so effortlessly annihilate an entire sect suggests their power is far from simple.

"I will investigate this matter, and I understand the High Priest's concerns." Qian Daoliu immediately assured him, "Once Ye Canglan arrives on the mainland, with my Spirit Hall protecting him, even if his spirit is exposed to the world again, he will not be in any danger."

"That would be best. Please trouble the Grand Master."

Poseidon nodded slightly.

With Qian Daoliu's words, Poseidon was finally relieved.

"However, High Priest, just how strong is Ye Canglan?" Qian Daoliu asked curiously.

Having experienced his time on Poseidon Island, he was extremely curious about Ye Canglan's strength.

From top to bottom, Poseidon Island doted on this last survivor from the Cold Dragon Sect.

From the high priest to the common people, no one was exempt.

"Soul Saint".

Qian Daoliu paused for a moment, then said, "Soul Saint, our Holy Maiden is still a Soul King, just one step away from Soul Emperor, while Ye Canglan is actually a Soul Saint."

This is truly unexpected.

With such formidable strength, it's no wonder he became a Holy Son.

"At that time, the high priest can question him alone and verify it personally, which will be more convincing than what I say."