Douluo Dalu (Soul Land): Star-Breaking Sword God

Soul Land—Chapter 139: It's broken, this time it becomes a star pattern

"How do you feel?" Bibi Dong's gentle voice sounded beside Ling Qianyao's ear.

Ling Qianyao was startled, only then realizing that at some point, he was no longer in the solemn and majestic hall of the Pope's Hall.

Now, he was in a luxuriously and elegantly decorated bedroom, where a huge crystal chandelier-like soul guidance device emitted soft light.

The light and shadows were diffused through the purple curtains, making the atmosphere here hazy.

Beneath him was a huge bed, and next to it was an exquisite dressing table, on which various precious jewelry and cosmetics were placed.

As for Bibi Dong, she was currently leaning lazily against the soft headboard, her purple hair casually draped over her shoulders, a few strands playfully falling to her chest, adding a touch of charm.

At some point, she had changed out of the purple-gold Pope's robe she had been wearing in the Pope's Hall just now.

That noble and graceful demeanor was temporarily cast aside, and she was now wearing a light purple silk nightgown.

The neckline of the nightgown was slightly open, revealing her exquisite collarbone and a small patch of delicate skin, emitting an alluring sheen under the light.

Ling Qianyao's eyes flickered; he had to admit that Bibi Dong's appearance like this was vastly different from her usual majestic and solemn image in the Pope's Hall, yet it added a different kind of charm to her.

He couldn't help but look for a while longer.

If the current Qian Renxue was that holy and inviolable angel, possessing a majestic and distant beauty that inspired awe;

Then the Bibi Dong before him was like a poppy blooming in the night, dangerous yet extremely seductive; every look and action seemed to carry an invisible hook that could ensnare one's heart and mind.

Dangerous, yet fatal.

But he had to admit that this Pope, the youngest and most stunningly beautiful in the history of the Spirit Hall, was so movingly beautiful.

Time had left no trace on her; she possessed the capital to make countless people fall for her.

'Alright, this shouldn't be a secret chamber; most likely it's the Pope's bedroom.'

After sensing the surroundings, Ling Qianyao was inexplicably relieved. Perhaps it was because Qian Renxue often took him to secret chambers on normal days. The first moment he saw the layout around him, he felt that this was not a secret chamber.

This feeling was strange to describe, but he was certain in his heart.

Ling Qianyao inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, moved his body, and wanted to get up from the bed and onto the floor.

But as soon as he made a move, Bibi Dong's legs suddenly adjusted their position; her straightened legs and tender, crystal-clear jade feet were placed naturally overlapping on Ling Qianyao's thighs.

!!!???

"Don't move."

Bibi Dong's voice was soft, yet it seemed to possess an invisible magic, causing Ling Qianyao to instantly freeze in place, his heartbeat starting to slightly accelerate.

The sudden intimate contact caused inexplicable emotions to arise in their hearts, and it wasn't just one person whose body stiffened.

Ling Qianyao could feel that the pair of jade feet before him, with their exquisite small toes and round arches, were also somewhat stiff and slightly trembling.

Bibi Dong suppressed the excitement and strange feeling in her heart, but her expression remained calm and composed. She propped herself up from the headboard, and her entire upper body immediately leaned towards Ling Qianyao.

Her waterfall-like long hair also slid down with her, carrying a faint fragrance that lingered at the tip of Ling Qianyao's nose.

Ling Qianyao only felt a warm breath coming towards him, Bibi Dong's stunningly beautiful face was within reach, and he could even clearly see the tremor of her eyelashes.

"Why has your heartbeat quickened?"

Bibi Dong's lips curved into a smile. "You haven't answered my question just now. How do you feel after absorbing the Spiritual Convergence Wisdom Skull?

Why are you avoiding my gaze, Qianyao? Look into my eyes and tell me."

Ling Qianyao's heart pounded like a drum. He slowly raised his head, his gaze meeting Bibi Dong's captivating eyes.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the soul bone. My spiritual power has indeed greatly improved."

Bibi Dong extended her slender index finger and shook it in front of Ling Qianyao, saying softly, "No, no, no, what I'm asking is, how do you feel after absorbing it?"

Bibi Dong waited quietly for Ling Qianyao's answer.

"I feel... very good."

As if she had finally gotten the answer she was satisfied with, Bibi Dong's lips curved slightly upwards, as if a strange habit in her heart had been satisfied.

She spoke again, "You know about Qian Renxue's undercover mission, so you must already know what my Spirit Hall is going to do in the future?

The Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires have been entrenched in the Soul Master world for a long time with deep foundations, but the rise of the Spirit Hall has become an unstoppable force.

I intend to unify the continent and make the prestige of the Spirit Hall resound in every corner, mmph..." She suddenly let out a muffled groan.

Ling Qianyao tried to place his hand on Bibi Dong's legs, wanting to take advantage of her talking to move away from this pair of long, beautiful legs that others would envy immensely, but as soon as he touched them, she suddenly trembled as if struck by electricity.

Not only did she not intend to let go, but Bibi Dong pressed Ling Qianyao even tighter because of this sudden change.

No, is she that sensitive?

Bibi Dong's heartbeat also quickened, and a hint of intense desire flashed in her eyes, "No, not yet..."

As if wanting to ease the awkwardness, Ling Qianyao adjusted his tone, "Your Majesty's ambition is grand, Qianyao deeply admires it. The Spirit Empire will unify the continent."

Bibi Dong's stiff body relaxed a little. She looked at Ling Qianyao's handsome face before her, and the uncontrollable desire in her heart grew wildly like weeds, yet she forcefully suppressed it.

"Very good, but I don't like you calling me by my title. The Empress of the Spirit Empire is 'I', and from now on, even if the Empire hasn't been established yet, when you and I are alone, you must call me Your Majesty.

Call me that now." A hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, as if this form of address could bring her a different kind of satisfaction in her heart.

"...Your Majesty."

"Haha," Bibi Dong lightly licked the corner of her mouth, "Qianyao, now, you can begin your treatment."

Ling Qianyao helplessly looked down, reminding the other party that her legs were still on him at this moment.

"What's wrong? Your purification power needs to act on my mind. We are facing each other right now, you just need to place your hand on my forehead, right?

It's so convenient, what's wrong? What are you nervous about? Begin."

Ling Qianyao sighed, turned slightly to the side, and placed his hand between Bibi Dong's eyebrows. The distance between them instantly became close enough that they could feel each other's breath.

"Close your eyes, concentrate."

"Are you telling me what to do?" Bibi Dong slightly raised her head.

"Close your eyes, concentrate." Ling Qianyao's tone slightly deepened.

Bibi Dong pursed her lips and closed her eyes as instructed.

As the purification power surged in, Bibi Dong only felt a cool sensation spreading in her mind, and her originally somewhat cluttered and irritable thoughts gradually calmed down.

The feeling of comfort in this instant made her unable to help but let out a soft moan, her delicate body trembling slightly.

"So troublesome..." Ling Qianyao slightly frowned. The rakshasa's evil thought was a bit more troublesome than he had imagined, so he increased the output of his purification power, sending it along with Star Power into Bibi Dong's soul.

"Mmph..."

The rakshasa's evil thought, like maggots clinging to bone, finally began to dissipate slightly, instead of just being simply suppressed as before.

And in Ling Qianyao's slightly opened eyes, on Bibi Dong's soul, a star mark similar to those of Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuqing inexplicably appeared.

Bibi Dong secretly opened a slit in her eyes, peeking at Ling Qianyao before her. Seeing him so focused, occasionally frowning, the corners of her lips couldn't help but turn up again.

'To take care of me, his spiritual power and that strange energy completely enveloped my soul. The purification didn't bring any pain…'

She deeply engraved Ling Qianyao's figure into her heart. Her consciousness gradually dissipated, and in this comfort, Bibi Dong gradually fell asleep.

"Click--"

The door was closed. Bibi Dong, lying on the bed, opened her eyes, glanced at the thin blanket gently covering her body, and the corners of her lips curved slightly upwards, revealing a hint of an almost imperceptible gentle smile.

"There are still... three days before they leave. I still have time..."

End of Chapter