Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I Am the White Emperor of Heaven!

"Teacher, I can sleep on the floor—it's already been decided, hasn't it?"

Bibi Dong gently shook her head, her slender fingers brushing aside a strand of purple hair that had fallen over her shoulder. "It's too cold at night. How could I let you sleep on the floor?"

"You're my disciple. If others found out, they might think I mistreat you."

And sharing a bed with you wouldn't cause any rumors?

Dai Chengfeng inwardly grumbled. Countless people would kill for this honor—it was Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, the most powerful organization on the Douluo Continent!

But Dai Chengfeng, who still didn't fully understand Bibi Dong's intentions or whether her actions might endanger his life, wanted no part of this "honor."

On the surface, however, he had to pretend to consider it carefully. After all, who knew what this possessive beauty might do if he kept refusing? 

If she resorted to force, there would be no turning back.

Meanwhile, Bibi Dong remained completely unaware of what Dai Chengfeng was thinking and continued pursuing her goal.

She slowly walked over to the large bed in the room, glanced at it, and then her lips curved slightly upward as if struck by a brilliant idea. Turning around, she said:

"Chengfeng, how about this…"

As she spoke, she approached the bed, her delicate fingers gently lifting one corner of the blanket with an elegant and composed motion.

While folding the blanket, she continued, "You sleep on the inside, and I'll sleep on the outside. We'll use the blanket as a barrier between us."

"How does that sound?"

Dai Chengfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, his heterochromatic golden-blue irises fixed tightly on the slightly intoxicated Bibi Dong. A flicker of curiosity passed through his gaze.

"So, this is how it's going to be. Although I don't know exactly what she plans to do, it seems that absorbing the Asura power will require physical contact with me."

"If that's the case!"

"Then let me see what you're really up to, Bibi Dong!"

With these thoughts, Dai Chengfeng stopped resisting and put on a look of flattered gratitude.

"Alright then, thank you, Teacher."

Seeing Dai Chengfeng agree, Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction, her lips unconsciously curling into a faint smile.

Her amethyst-like autumn-water eyes carried a subtle, hidden meaning as she softly said:

"Then rest first."

"W-wait… I…"

Dai Chengfeng staggered to his feet, deliberately feigning exhaustion. "Teacher, I'll go wash off in the backyard. Otherwise… otherwise, I'll stink of alcohol."

"I'm afraid it'll bother you."

Bibi Dong looked at Dai Chengfeng, who reeked of alcohol, thought for a moment, and then nodded slightly. "Alright, then."

Soon, Dai Chengfeng left the room, his steps slightly unsteady.

Once he reached the well in the backyard, his back turned toward the inn, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

As he drew water, he discreetly used his soul power to carefully examine his body.

"Indeed!"

Dai Chengfeng's expression hardened. Relying on his formidable spiritual power, it took him a while, but he finally detected a faint blue medicinal force within himself—something his soul power couldn't sense.

"So, this must be the drug from the incense that caused the deep sleep?"

Thinking this, Dai Chengfeng focused his energy.

Soon, a faint blue medicinal force surged from his palm.

"It was hidden so deeply."

Dai Chengfeng sneered and immediately increased his soul power output until he completely expelled it from his body. Only then did he exhale deeply.

He wiped away the non-existent sweat from his forehead, rinsed his body with well water, and then returned to the room as if nothing had happened.

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Inside the room.

At this moment, Bibi Dong was still sitting by the bed, holding a wine glass.

Seeing Dai Chengfeng return, she raised her eyes slightly and gave a faint smile. "Back already? If you've washed up, go ahead and rest."

Pretending to be drowsy and exhausted, Dai Chengfeng rubbed his eyes and said in a weary tone:

"Teacher, I don't know why I feel so tired today. Maybe it's from the journey."

"Then I won't wait for you. I'll sleep first."

Bibi Dong nodded gently and said warmly, "Alright, sleep well. We'll talk about anything tomorrow."

Soon, Dai Chengfeng lay down on the bed, pretending to fall into a deep sleep.

In reality, he silently kept watch using his Mind's Eye, vigilantly observing every move Bibi Dong made.

After about half an hour, when Dai Chengfeng's breathing became steady…

Bibi Dong, seeing that the timing was right, finally let a faint smile play on her lips. Shaking her head, she muttered to herself:

"Dai Chengfeng, you truly make things difficult for your teacher."

But ultimately, she shook her head again, tiptoed to the bedside, and carefully lay down to Dai Chengfeng's left side.

Her movements were gentle, as if she feared waking him.

Once she lay down, she turned to her side and gazed at Dai Chengfeng's face for a long time, her eyes flickering with complex emotions.

Finally, she slowly extended her hand once more, gently pulling open Dai Chengfeng's shirt and placing her palm against his chest.

"It's here!"

Dai Chengfeng's heart raced. He was about to find out exactly what Bibi Dong intended to do to him!

And whether his suspicions were correct.

Soon, Dai Chengfeng suddenly felt a cool sensation on his chest, followed by an incredibly soft touch.

It was Bibi Dong's palm pressing against him.

Immediately afterward, Dai Chengfeng felt a peculiar force, like threads, probing into his body and slowly beginning to draw out the Asura power within him.

And then…

And then… nothing else happened.

Bibi Dong simply lay quietly beside Dai Chengfeng, continuing to absorb the Asura power from his body with her palm.

???

Dai Chengfeng was utterly baffled.

He had always assumed that Bibi Dong would take advantage of his unconscious state to do something extreme—or even endanger his life.

But instead, all she did was extract a tiny bit of Asura power?

For a moment, Dai Chengfeng didn't know whether to feel relieved or disappointed.

After all, Bibi Dong's efficiency in absorbing the Asura power was laughably low—far lower than the amount Dai Chengfeng could increase through even a little cultivation.

Calling it "mosquito-like absorption" would be flattering her speed.

"No wonder I never noticed the Asura power decreasing before. If it weren't for the abnormal deep sleep caused by the incense…"

"At this rate, I'd never have discovered it in my entire life!"

However, just as Dai Chengfeng was lost in thought, Bibi Dong suddenly moved again.

Her brows furrowed slightly, her exquisite features tinged with irritation. A flicker of struggle and frustration passed through her eyes as she muttered under her breath:

"At this rate, forget five years—even ten years might not be enough…"

"Rakshasa God, is this your malice toward me?"

"Forcing someone to resist yet having no choice but to comply… You truly are an evil god!"

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