Chapter 703
Ren Xue
Only after his presence had completely vanished did Bibi Dong withdraw her gaze and turn to enter her bedchamber. She walked to the dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror. The blue necklace around her neck was particularly striking; she reached out and gently touched it, still able to feel his lingering scent.
"Tears of the Wind God..." she murmured the name, a faint smile unconsciously appearing on her lips.
That night, Bibi Dong slept exceptionally well. There were no nightmares, no sudden awakenings, only a warm, reassuring atmosphere enveloping her, as if that person had never left.
For the next few days, everything at the Spirit Hall proceeded as usual. Bibi Dong continued to handle her numerous affairs, summoning elders, listening to reports, and issuing orders. Only occasionally, in a break from her busy schedule, would she unconsciously touch the necklace on her chest, remembering the man who smiled like a fox.
"Your Holiness the Pope?" Ghost Douluo's voice pulled Bibi Dong back to reality from her reverie.
Bibi Dong quickly composed herself and resumed her usual aloofness: "Continue."
Ghost Douluo respectfully responded and continued his report: "...The Star Luo Empire has been making some unusual moves recently, seemingly in contact with the Haotian Sect. In addition, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is also secretly recruiting soldiers, with unclear intentions."
Bibi Dong's eyes turned cold: "Haotian Sect...it seems they are still not giving up."
"Should I send someone to warn him?" Ghost Douluo asked.
“No need.” Bibi Dong waved her hand, her fingertips lightly tapping the handrail. “Let them jump. The higher they jump, the harder they will fall. Send someone to keep a close eye on them, and report any unusual activity immediately.”
"Yes." Ghost Douluo accepted the order, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Your Holiness, there is one more thing... concerning that Tang San..."
Upon hearing this name, a hint of murderous intent flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes: "What happened to him?"
“He seems to be searching for something lately, and his whereabouts are shrouded in mystery. Moreover, his strength has improved rapidly, and he has already broken through to the Soul Emperor level.” Ghost Douluo said solemnly, “This boy is exceptionally talented. If left unchecked, he may become a major threat to our Spirit Hall in the future.”
Bibi Dong sneered, "A major threat? He doesn't deserve that title. He's just a lucky ant."
Even so, a sense of vigilance arose in her heart. Tang San's talent was indeed astonishing, and with the protection of the Clear Sky Sect and that woman, he was certainly a potential threat. However, now was not the time to make a move against him.
"Continue to monitor, but don't alert him," Bibi Dong ordered. "I want to see what kind of trouble he can cause."
"Yes." Ghost Douluo bowed and withdrew.
Silence returned to the main hall. Bibi Dong leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples. Although she said she didn't care, Tang San's existence was indeed like a thorn in her heart. That woman's son… just thinking about him made her feel nauseous.
She instinctively gripped the necklace at her chest, the cool touch calming her down. Now was not the time to act impulsively. She had more important things to do; she couldn't let someone insignificant throw her off balance.
Three days later, Bibi Dong was reviewing memorials when suddenly, the Tear of the Wind God on her chest felt slightly warm. She paused, put down her pen, and an involuntary smile appeared on her lips.
"Finally decided to come back?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a gentle breeze swept by, and Dai Chengfeng's figure appeared in the center of the hall. He still had that dashing and debonair appearance, but there was a hint of weariness between his brows.
"Missed me?" Dai Chengfeng smiled as he walked to her side, naturally leaning down to steal a kiss on her lips.
Bibi Dong didn't dodge, but simply raised an eyebrow at him: "Is the matter settled?"
"Yes, that's all for now." Dai Chengfeng sat down beside her, casually picking up her half-finished teacup and taking a sip. "Have you missed me these past few days?"
"No." Bibi Dong denied it without changing her expression, but reached out to straighten his slightly disheveled collar. Dai Chengfeng took her hand, kissed it, and chuckled, "You little liar."
Bibi Dong glared at him, but didn't pull her hand away: "You didn't encounter any trouble when you went back this time, did you?"
"It was just a small problem, but it's been resolved." Dai Chengfeng's tone was relaxed, but Bibi Dong keenly noticed the fleeting seriousness in his eyes. She didn't press him for details, but simply took his hand in return.
"Oh, right, I brought you a gift." Dai Chengfeng seemed to remember something, took out a small jade box from his pocket, and opened it. Inside was a crystal-clear fruit, emitting an enticing fragrance, surrounded by a faint halo of seven colors.
"What is this?" Bibi Dong asked curiously.
"Seven-Colored Glass Fruit." Dai Chengfeng held the fruit to her lips. "Try it, it tastes good, and it's good for your health too."
Bibi Dong took a bite from his hand. The fruit melted in her mouth, and the sweet juice slid down her throat. A warm current instantly spread to her limbs and bones, sweeping away the fatigue from handling official business these past few days.
"How is it?" Dai Chengfeng asked expectantly.
"Not bad." Bibi Dong nodded and pushed the remaining half of the fruit to his mouth. "You eat some too."
Dai Chengfeng paused for a moment, then a gentle smile spread across his eyes. He lowered his head and ate the fruit, his tongue inadvertently licking her fingertips. Bibi Dong's fingers trembled, and her ears turned slightly red, but she did not withdraw her hand.
“It is indeed very sweet.” Dai Chengfeng looked at her meaningfully, smiling like a cat that had just stolen some fish.
Bibi Dong punched him in annoyance, but he pulled her into his arms.
"Dong'er," Dai Chengfeng said, his joking expression vanishing as he looked at her seriously, "During the days I was away, nothing happened at the Spirit Hall, did it?"
“Everything is as usual.” Bibi Dong leaned against him, playing with his fingers. “It’s just that the Star Luo Empire and the Clear Sky Sect are a bit restless, and there’s that Tang San…”
Her tone turned cold when Tang San was mentioned.
Dai Chengfeng's eyes darkened slightly as he gently stroked her long hair: "Do you need me to help you get rid of them?"
“No need.” Bibi Dong shook her head, a cold glint in her eyes. “This is my business, and I will settle it myself.”
"Okay." Dai Chengfeng didn't insist, but simply lowered his head and kissed the top of her head. "But remember, whatever you want to do, I will be by your side. If you get tired, my shoulder is always there for you to lean on."
Bibi Dong felt a warmth in her heart, softly hummed in agreement, and buried her face in his chest.
After embracing for a moment, Dai Chengfeng suddenly asked, "By the way, I've heard some strange rumors circulating on the mainland recently."
"What rumor?"
"Regarding the succession of deities," Dai Chengfeng said with a heavy tone, "it is said that someone discovered the relics of the Ice God's legacy in the far north, and someone else saw strange phenomena on Seagod Island overseas. It seems... many deities are searching for successors."
Bibi Dong raised her head, her brows slightly furrowed: "You mean, the God Realm is about to make a big move?" (End of Chapter)