Chapter 609: The True Bibi Dong

In the days that followed, Qin Jian and Bibi Dong remained entangled in this bedroom, ignoring even the affairs of the Spirit Hall.

Facts proved that the strategy of suppressing before elevating was truly remarkably effective; both Qin Jian and Bibi Dong were addicted to it, unable to extricate themselves.

The stock of wine was nearly finished.

"Dong'er, this is what should be considered our first time, right?"

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows had been drawn open, and the two leaned against the edge of the bath, reclining obliquely as they watched the boundless scenery outside.

A flush of red still lingered on Bibi Dong's face, not yet fully faded.

"You have the nerve to say that; that time you tossed me about for half the night, I nearly fainted from the pain..."

She found a comfortable spot to rest her head on Qin Jian and said, "You clearly got your way, yet you weren't gentle at all, so violent..."

Qin Jian wrapped his arm around her waist, gently stroking her beautiful collarbone, and laughed: "You don't think about it—I was so angry back then; it was restraint enough that I didn't choke you to death... Besides, you are a Peak Douluo; could the tossing of a mere Soul Emperor really make you hurt so much you were dying? You were faking it, right?"

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at him: "Not at all. That day I deliberately didn't use my soul power, just wanting you to vent all your anger toward me. It's just... well, I underestimated your combat power..."

"Have you always felt quite regretful?"

Qin Jian turned his head and kissed her delicate, porcelain-like cheek.

"Why would you think I have regrets?" Bibi Dong asked.

Naturally, it was because after the union, her soul power had increased to level 89...

Qin Jian brushed a damp strand of hair away from her cheek and said: "Because a few days ago, you didn't seem to be immersed in the act itself. At that time, the way you looked at me made me feel that you were merely looking forward to a proper, true union with me... It wasn't until later that you slowly let go and became immersed in it..."

Bibi Dong looked back with a smile: "Are you always this observant? No wonder you can make so many girls like you."

The smile on her face gradually faded, and she whispered: "Even the most ordinary woman cares deeply about her first time. That year, I willingly gave myself to you to vent your anger, but that was also a constant regret of mine. This time, it can be considered a wish fulfilled."

Qin Jian pressed close to her, feeling their intimacy and also feeling her heart.

This Pope has always presented herself with an peerless elegance, appearing high and unreachable, but in the depths of her heart, there lives a little girl, doesn't there?

Even the most powerful people have their weak side, and she is no exception...

It is not just a desire to control the world; she also craves care and craves love.

This is the complete Bibi Dong, a complete person.

"Chief Judge, Your Holiness the Pope, Chrysanthemum Elder and Ghost Elder have sent word that they have urgent matters to report."

The Maid knocked on the door of the bath.

She had unintentionally placed Qin Jian's title before Bibi Dong's, but no one else felt it was wrong.

Bibi Dong did notice, but she didn't mind.

"Tell them to wait in the Council Hall; I will be there shortly," Qin Jian instructed.

"Yes."

The Maid withdrew.

"If my guess is correct, then the great sect you have been waiting to emerge has likely appeared," Bibi Dong said.

Qin Jian nodded and glanced at her: "Do you want to go down and listen?"

Bibi Dong reached out to cover her mouth and gave a small yawn: "I haven't had a good sleep in these past few days; you go, I'm going to sleep for a while."

"Are you addicted to being a hands-off manager?"

Qin Jian was left between laughter and tears.

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes: "Let you experience what it feels like for me to handle so many affairs for you."

Qin Jian stood up, stepped out of the bath, and let the Maid come over to help him dry off.

"You don't know until you do it—these days of holding great power are truly not easy. If you grasp power too tightly, your subordinates have no motivation to strive; if you delegate too much, there is the risk of being hollowed out..."

He shook his head and said: "Experiencing this kind of life once is enough for me; in the future, I'll leave it to you."

He remembered that in his past life, when people were asked what they would want to be if they traveled back to ancient times, many wanted to be emperors. He scoffed at that—only a fool would want to be an emperor. If one were to do it, one should be a carefree prince; high status with no pressure. How tiring it must be to be an emperor...

Seeing Qin Jian put on his outer robe and walk out, Bibi Dong also rose, and after being dried off, she wrapped herself in a bath towel and lay back on the large bed.

"If I keep living like this, I'll be bored to illness..."

"It's still more interesting to handle government affairs every day and guess the thoughts of those subordinates..."

This is what they call everyone having their own strengths and weaknesses, as well as things they like and dislike.

Without a doubt, Bibi Dong is the one most suited to be an emperor...

"Greetings, Chief Judge!"

When Qin Jian walked into the Council Hall, the two Douluo, Chrysanthemum and Ghost, were already waiting below the steps.

He sat in the main seat and asked: "Has any major event happened on the Dalu?"

During this period, everyone had become accustomed to his command, and no one had any thoughts about him sitting in Bibi Dong's seat.

"Chief Judge, the Clear Sky Sect has emerged."

Chrysanthemum Douluo was concise and comprehensive; one sentence dropped a bomb.

Qin Jian frowned and did not speak for a moment.

Boom, boom, boom...

His index finger tapped the armrest unconsciously, as if Bibi Dong had possessed him.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo also remained silent, waiting for him to ask questions.

"In what manner did the Clear Sky Sect emerge?" Sure enough, Qin Jian asked quickly.

Chrysanthemum Douluo took on the role of spokesperson: "The Clear Sky Sect announced their new sect site, which is located within Heaven Dou City. That place was originally a small sect that had popped up in the last two years."

"A small sect? Is it... the Tang Sect?" Qin Jian said.

Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded and said: "That's right, it is this Tang Sect. In these two years, they have successively subdued the Four Single-Attribute Sects that were originally affiliated with the Clear Sky Sect, and at the same time, they produce a weapon called Hidden Weapon, earning a fortune."

"I didn't expect Xiao San would actually be willing to merge the Tang Sect into the Clear Sky Sect, and even the Four Single-Attribute Sects are willing to return. How on earth did they manage that?"

Qin Jian furrowed his brows in deep thought.

When encountering things that do not match one's memories, one only needs to think about them in relation to oneself and see what changes have been brought to this world.

First is Tang San; in this life, Xiao Wu has nothing to do with him, he has no deep-seated hatred for the Spirit Hall, and his desire for revenge is not strong, so his desire to establish his own sect is also not strong; furthermore, he still wants to help his father get the soul bone back, so he might have made some kind of deal.

Then there are the four single-attribute sects; although their lives are still difficult, the severe suppression they were supposed to face again after the Tang Hao incident, as well as the coercion during the re-selection of the Seven Great Sects, have all disappeared, so their situation will be much better; if the Clear Sky Sect provides them with compensation, it is not impossible for them to return to the fold...

(End of this chapter)