In Douluo Continent, he tricked Xiao Wu into giving him a soul ring.

Night had fallen, and outside the bamboo forest, the Pope's guards stood watch day and night. As if they had received an order from the Pope in advance, they immediately made way for Lan Ji's arrival.

With a mix of trepidation and excitement, Lan Ji stepped into this place, which was very likely the residence of Bibi Dong, who had once been to Blue Star.

After walking for nearly ten minutes, suddenly, a faint, familiar singing voice drifted from the depths of the bamboo forest.

The singing was melodious and beautiful, with lingering notes that seemed to float on the air, captivating the listener. Strangely, although it was not a sad song, it evoked a feeling of heartache in the listener: "You have broken through several layers of thin ice on the day of Lichun, and even the wild swinging of the knife cannot sever the infatuation."

The night breeze brushes past the pear blossoms, teasing passersby; who can enter the mortal world without leaving a trace?

I climbed it, a stretch of three thousand steps, with a devout heart.

After paying respects and burning incense to the Bodhisattva, I remain virtuous and self-disciplined.

Do not ask, do not distinguish, do not describe yin and yang, illuminate heaven and earth, I am only fit to recite poetry while drunk.

I am an ordinary person who has fallen into the mundane world, holding a solitary lamp to illuminate the pure six senses.

Do not approach, do not recognize, do not misremember that I am untouched by worldly affairs.

An elderly man with white hair lives a secluded life in the tranquil mountains. A light rain washes away the dust of the passing season from the layered peaks. He enjoys a detached peace, indifferent to worldly affairs. No one needs to take this idle talk seriously.

......"

Lan Ji's heart trembled slightly as a memory from his past life quietly surfaced in his mind. He quickened his pace and even activated his cultivation technique, using his teleportation skill.

At the very end of the bamboo forest, he suddenly stopped. On the roof of the bamboo house, a stunningly beautiful woman stood gracefully. A gentle breeze blew her long black hair, causing it to flutter slowly. Her skirt swayed and clung to her curves, making her look incredibly alluring.

Under the moonlight, the woman wore a white, form-fitting nightgown. The nightgown was neckless, with only two thin straps on the shoulders, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin around her neck. The hem of the skirt sloped downwards, exposing her slender, snow-white calves. It perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure.

With her hands clasped behind her back, she looked up calmly at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, her demeanor elegant and serene, like a blooming snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains, noble and untouched by worldly dust.

Yet, it also possesses a childlike innocence.

The two contradictions combined, yet everything seemed so natural, without the slightest sense of incongruity.

At this moment, the woman was humming a lullaby, a trace of sorrow flashing in her beautiful, clear eyes, as if she had something on her mind.

Noticing Lan Ji's arrival, after a moment of silence, Bibi Dong suddenly spoke, her light and melodious voice giving one a feeling of being cleansed, "You've come."

"Yes. I'm here." Lan Ji looked at Bibi Dong, slightly lost in thought. Now he was certain that Bibi Dong had really gone to Blue Star, because this song was from Blue Star, and even the lyrics were in Chinese.

"How do you feel about this song?" Bibi Dong asked calmly, her back to Lan Ji, without turning around.

She was testing Lan Ji one last time. If Lan Ji answered that she hadn't heard of it and didn't understand it, then she would never bother her again. She silently wished Lan Ji and Qian Renxue well from behind the scenes.

Lan Ji seemed to sense that if she lied today, she would lose something she cherished. After hesitating for a moment, she gave a half-truth and half-lie answer: "Although I don't quite understand it, it sounds surprisingly nice. It seems like I've heard it somewhere before."

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's heart skipped a beat, and she continued to ask, "Where have you heard of this?"

"Perhaps it was just a dream," Lan Ji gave an ambiguous answer.

“You…come up here,” Bibi Dong said after a moment’s thought.

Lan Ji let out an "Oh," and with a burst of power from her right leg, she lightly flew to the rooftop. Bibi Dong turned around and looked intently at the handsome face before her, now unfamiliar due to the evolution of her martial soul.

Can you tell me about that dream?

"Is this important to you?" Lan Ji lay down flat, placed her hands behind her neck, and gazed at the bright moon in the sky.

“Yes, this is very important to me.” Bibi Dong took out a piece of cloth from her soul tool and spread it out. She sat down next to Lan Ji, her jade hand supporting her cheek, creating a fragrant breeze.

Smelling Bibi Dong's faint fragrance, Lan Ji sighed softly and recounted her past life in a half-truthful manner: "From the age of six, I've been having that dream. It's a place without Soul Masters. I was just an ordinary person there, much like in reality, orphaned. Fortunately, I met someone I could protect for a lifetime. In the dream, we were in love for ten years and were about to get married when the dream ended. I went to another dream, also a place without Soul Masters, but even more chaotic than Douluo Continent. I survived in that dream for several years, but ultimately didn't make it. I only awoke at the moment of death."

"I'm not afraid to admit it, but the two girls I liked before I met Xue'er and Zhuqing were the ones I encountered in those two dreams."

In the end, Lan Ji revealed a self-deprecating smile. More than ten years had passed in the blink of an eye. Perhaps his girlfriend from Lan Xing was already married, and the little girl from the Bad Guys world had also grown up. He hoped that she wouldn't fall for that good-for-nothing male protagonist like in the original story.

I was truly a failure in my past life.

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Chapter 345 The Successor of Boss Cao

After a brief moment of distraction, Bibi Dong regained her composure. Despite her deep reluctance, she was unaware that Lan Ji already knew she was the girl from Blue Star. For the sake of her daughter's and lover's happiness, she had to calm herself. She slowly rose, walked down from the platform, and smiled, "You're back!"

"Mm." Lan Ji nodded slowly.

"How's the situation over there going?" Bibi Dong asked gently, stopping a meter away from Lan Ji.

Lan Ji stepped forward, closing the distance between himself and Bibi Dong even further. "One is dead, the other crippled. Old Lieyang is still my father's grandfather, so I spared his life."

“Is that so? That’s good. No matter what, he was still your great-grandfather.” Bibi Dong replied absentmindedly, and the two fell silent again.

They froze, looking at each other with smiles, their reflections shimmering in each other's eyes.

In Bibi Dong's eyes, the boy was very handsome, with a gentle smile that seemed to be able to touch people's hearts, and there was not a trace of falsehood in it.

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In Lan Ji's view, Bibi Dong's skin was as white as winter snow, and her dark red eyes, mixed with a hint of worry and shyness, seemed to ripple. With each blink, her long eyelashes swayed gently. Beneath her beautiful eyes were a delicate and pointed nose and slightly parted red lips.

At that moment, the world seemed to fall completely silent, leaving only the two of them.

Perhaps because the bright windows of the Papal Palace were open, a gentle breeze swept through the palace, or perhaps for some other reason, Bibi Dong's delicate shoulders trembled slightly, and her beautiful wine-red hair under her nine-curved crown swayed with it.

Upon seeing this, Lan Ji involuntarily stepped forward and stood in front of Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's eyes unconsciously followed the boy's movements. Under her slightly flustered gaze, Lan Ji unhesitatingly took off his blue robe and draped it over her trembling body.

The two looked at each other, eyes downcast, seemingly lost in thought, gazing intently at one another.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, the world was so quiet, and they could hear each other's rapid heartbeats and slightly hurried breathing.

“You….” ×2

“I…” ×2

"You go first." ×2

The two smiled at each other again.

"You go first," Lan Ji said with a smile.

"Hmm." Bibi Dong hesitated slightly, her gaze still fixed on Lan Ji's handsome face. She asked with some shyness and hesitation, "You... seem to have changed from before."

"Perhaps. With more experiences, people change. Dong'er, what about you?" Lan Ji asked softly.

“Hmm, I’m about the same as you… Wait, what did you just call me?” Bibi Dong looked at Lan Ji incredulously.

"Dong'er, is there a problem?" Lan Ji asked with a smile.

"Don't be so disrespectful. I am Xue'er's mother. You should call me mother-in-law," Bibi Dong scolded, feigning anger.

Seeing that Bibi Dong was angry, Lan Ji didn't care. He knew this girl who had spent ten years with him day and night all too well. He naturally stood behind Bibi Dong and used the techniques he had mastered in his previous life to massage her shoulders.

Bibi Dong was startled. Memories of the past flooded her mind. In her dream, during those ten years, whenever she was angry, the boy would seek reconciliation in this way.

She was powerless to resist, because she had never been willing to blame the boy.

Lan Ji's voice rang out again, "Dong'er, do you remember when I told you that before I met Xue'er and Zhu Qing, I liked two girls? At that time, you asked me what the name of the person I liked was, but because Xue'er interrupted me, I never told you. But this time I can tell you."

Lan stopped massaging her, gently pressed her shoulder, and turned her around, gazing intently at her exquisite face. "Her name is Lin Dong'er..."

Bibi Dong Tong Kong suddenly shrank back a few inches, her whole body stiffened, and she stood there dumbfounded. The angel scepter in her hand quietly fell to the ground, and she was unaware of the sound of the object colliding.

Hearing the commotion inside, the papal guards outside assumed someone had infiltrated the papacy with malicious intent. Despite knowing their Pope's strength, they rushed in to protect him, only to find Lan Ji with his hand on the Pope's shoulder, the two gazing deeply into each other's eyes. The captain of the guards hesitated, saying, "Your Holiness... and Young Master Lan Ji... this..."

Bibi Dong quickly turned around, raised her jade hand, and the angel's scepter that had fallen to the ground automatically returned to her hand. In a flash, she was in front of the papal throne, her back to everyone, including Lan Ji. "Alright, you may all leave. I was just testing Aji's strength. This is the last time. From now on, no one is allowed to enter without my order."

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope." Those who could serve as the Pope's guards were all shrewd people. Upon hearing Bibi Dong's words, cold sweat immediately broke out on their foreheads. They respectfully responded, bowed, and turned to leave with their guards, filled with trepidation.

"You should go too. Xue'er is at the villa you visited last time. Zhu Qing and Leng Leng are there too. Don't come over unless there's something important to do. Xue'er is about to give birth, so you should spend more time with her during this period." Bibi Dong's voice rang out again, so beautiful and so captivating.

But Lan Ji sensed a desolate feeling in his voice. He did not choose to run away. In a flash, he stood behind Bibi Dong and pressed his cheek against her nine-curved purple-gold crown.

"What are you doing? Let go of me right now!" Lan Ji's sudden action caught Bibi Dong off guard. She tried to struggle, but found that she couldn't muster any strength at all.

"I will never let go, not in this lifetime, Dong'er. No matter what, I will never leave you again." Lan Ji hugged her even tighter.

"You already know?" Bibi Dong asked, her expression forlorn.

"Yes." Lan Ji did not deny it.

"Let me go first." Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong took a deep breath, turned around with a sense of relief, gently stroked Lan Ji's face, and said sadly, "Aji, I'm so happy that you can recognize me and remember me, but... you should still forget me."

Lan Ji grasped Bibi Dong's hand, "I can't forget you. I will never forget you in this lifetime."

"You should know that I am already tainted, I am not worthy of you." A look of pain appeared in Bibi Dong's eyes as she turned her head away, avoiding Lan Ji's gaze.

“I don’t care, it wasn’t your choice. Besides, I’m not clean either. After we separated, I quickly fell in love with other women. And more than one.” As Lan Ji spoke, he pinched Bibi Dong’s chin and kissed her lips, giving his most direct answer through his actions.

Tears streamed uncontrollably down Bibi Dong's pretty face as she closed her eyes, overwhelmed with joy.

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Chapter 346 Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong

"What will happen to Xue'er then?" Bibi Dong asked Lan Si while catching her breath.

"I will find an opportunity to be honest with her and explain everything clearly. No matter if she scolds me, hits me, or even tries to kill me, I will take full responsibility. I already missed my chance once in my past life, and I will never let go again in this life." Lan Si's attitude was very firm.

"You are so cunning." Bibi Dong's voice trembled as she pulled Lan Si into the secret room.

Silent all night.

The next morning. It was just beginning to get light.

...In the Pope's private chamber in Wuhun City, Bibi Dong nestled wearily in Lan Si's arms.

Looking at Bibi Dong, who seemed even more alluring than yesterday, Lan Si gently stroked her soft, flowing hair with his fingers.

Bibi Dong slowly woke up, looked at Lan Si's fair palm, her pretty face blushed slightly, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at Lan Si.

"You're awake." Lan Si's voice rang in Bibi Dong's ear. Her voice was gentle and did not evoke any ill feelings in Bibi Dong.

"Mmm." Bibi Dong's pretty face turned even redder as she nestled comfortably in Lan Si's arms, listening to his heartbeat.

At this moment, she was no longer the all-powerful Pope of the Spirit Hall, nor Qian Renxue's mother, but a little woman by Lan Si's side. A girl who had been with him through elementary school and high school graduation, sharing his tears and laughter.