Chapter 162 Bibi Dong in the Illusion: Now She Can Do Whatever She Wants In the Papal Palace.
Bibi Dong looked at the intelligence in her hand, rubbed her brows, and after a moment of silence, decided to summon Hu Liena.
She no longer went to the Holy Son's Palace, but Jiang Nian frequently visited her.
She wondered if their relationship was truly just a simple mentor-mentee one.
Qian Renxue's matter was already difficult enough; she absolutely couldn't afford another one.
When she became a god, who could resist?!
Even if Xiao Nian disagreed, so what?
The deed was done, let's see how he could run away!
Soon, a nervous Hu Liena entered the Papal Palace.
"Greetings..."
"No need for formalities."
Hu Liena lowered her head, fidgeting with her hands, lacking the courage to meet her gaze.
Today was truly unlucky for her.
Not only had her sister Xiao Xue come out of seclusion, but she was also summoned alone.
Before, she had hoped to see the Pope more often; after all, in her understanding, she was the strongest woman on the entire continent.
Who wouldn't admire and yearn for her?
However, now, she only wanted to never see this woman again.
"Look up at me," Bibi Dong commanded coldly, a hint of pleasure rising in her eyes at Hu Liena's timid demeanor.
Much easier to bully than that golden-haired girl.
This? She dared to try and steal his little apprentice? She wouldn't even have the right to push her away.
Hu Liena slowly raised her head, meeting Bibi Dong's arrogant purple eyes. After only three seconds of eye contact, she couldn't help but blink rapidly, her heart pounding.
Sweat beaded on her palms.
"Your Holiness, I wonder...what brings you here?" Hu Liena forced herself to calm down, trying not to tremble so much.
"Nothing much," Bibi Dong stood up, the clatter of her high heels echoing in Hu Liena's ears.
As she approached, Hu Liena saw the woman of unparalleled majesty and slowly extended her hand.
Was she going to slap herself?
As the hand drew closer, she abruptly closed her eyes and clenched her teeth, instinctively trying to resist.
The expected slap didn't come; instead, she felt a caress, just like Jiang Nian's.
Hu Liena froze, looking at Bibi Dong's smile, a strange feeling creeping over her.
"Don't be nervous, I called you here because I have something to discuss."
Bibi Dong took the girl's hand and turned towards the throne.
"Come, sit with me."
Hu Liena was about to refuse when Bibi Dong pressed her down.
Her mind went blank.
She… was actually sitting in the seat reserved for the Pope?!
"I remember Xiao Nian often called you Na'er, right? I'll call you Na'er from now on."
"Ah? Oh… Your Majesty the Pope can call me whatever you want…"
Bibi Dong nodded slightly, subtly inquiring about the recent help Jiang Nian had given her cultivation.
When Hu Liena mentioned the improvements to the illusion, she feigned surprise, saying that Jiang Nian could actually think of such a thing.
So, she asked Hu Liena to try and find out who she truly loved and cared about deep down.
She was also to create a beautiful illusion for her to enjoy.
"Ah?" Hu Liena was stunned, somewhat speechless.
Who would have thought that the cold and aloof Pope had such a hidden side?!
If she knew who Hu Liena cared about most, wouldn't she be beheaded?
Hu Liena swallowed, feeling both amused and exasperated.
"Don't worry, you just need to guide her. Even if she sees that person, I won't blame you."
"This... alright..."
Hu Liena knew she had no chance to refuse and could only comply with Bibi Dong's request.
At the same time, she was also curious: who exactly was this man that the Pope was so concerned about?
"I'll deliberately open my mind and let you do it."
"Mm-hmm."
Hu Liena took a deep breath and activated her soul skill.
With her current strength, creating an illusion for Bibi Dong was far too difficult.
Without opening her mind, she would need to be at least a Soul Saint or Soul Douluo to barely manage it.
To open her mind to someone she didn't know—what immense trust that must be!
Hu Liena felt incredibly honored and secretly delighted.
Afterwards, she would tell her brother Jiang Nian this news!
Bibi Dong closed her eyes, her alluring power penetrating deep into her heart, searching for the person or thing she cared about most in her subconscious.
A moment later, Hu Liena's pupils contracted, and her face paled.
Her soul power was completely exhausted, and her body was drenched in sweat.
She simply stared in shock at the woman before her, beautiful to the bone, somewhat unable to believe it.
The person His Majesty the Pope cared about most was actually her brother Jiang Nian?!
"You can go back now."
"Yes..."
Hu Liena returned with this secret, walking somewhat absentmindedly.
In the illusion.
Bibi Dong entered from a first-person perspective. She looked at her hands, so small and so pink and tender.
"Hmm? How old am I?"
Bibi Dong pinched her cheek, looking around at her surroundings, thinking that this should be her bedroom.
Before she could think for long, a voice came from outside the door.
"Dong'er, it's time to go to the academy!"
Bibi Dong was startled and subconsciously walked out of the room, looking at Jiang Nian who was eating a steamed bun.
At this moment, he was still as cute and handsome as when they first met, especially his peach blossom eyes, which were charming with every blink.
"Hmm? What's wrong? What are you daydreaming about?" Jiang Nian stepped forward and pinched Bibi Dong's cheek, handing her a steamed bun in a paper bag.
"Let's go, time for class."
Bibi Dong blushed, finding it rather... rather comfortable that her real-life disciple treated her this way.
"Mmm~"
Her voice sounded much more childish.
Everything had changed, but the memories remained.
Jiang Nian in the illusion didn't notice anything amiss, asking her how her cultivation was going as they walked.
Bibi Dong tossed a strand of hair aside and casually replied.
She now understood what Hu Liena had created for her illusion based on.
It was the scene she had fantasized about before falling asleep.
Being childhood sweethearts with Jiang Nian, going to and from school together, growing up, falling in love, getting married, having a litter of baby spiders...
Bibi Dong's cheeks grew redder and redder, thinking that this illusion was quite realistic.
If only it were real...
"Hey? Why do you seem a little strange today?"
"Hmph! This emperor... this little..."
"What do you mean, 'this emperor'?" Jiang Nian tapped her forehead, giving her a look as if she were an idiot.
Bibi Dong snorted softly, gritted her teeth, and noted down his look in her little notebook, planning to settle the score when the illusion ended.
Gradually, she began to immerse herself in the role of his childhood sweetheart.
She could stick close to Jiang Nian, listen to him tell stories she didn't know, and enjoy seeing his helpless yet doting expression.
Bibi Dong found herself reluctant to leave, even knowing it was fake; this immersive illusion felt too real.
"Phew... if only it were real..."
(End of Chapter)