Chapter 93 Jing Yuan's terrifying strength compels Bibi Dong to submit!
Bibi Dong lay on Jing Yuan's lap, her previous struggling movements completely stopped.
Her phoenix eyes, which usually revealed ambition and ruthlessness, were now as misty as spring water, staring intently at the languid white-haired man before her.
Just now, her proud power as a God-King was suppressed by this man as easily as swatting a fly.
That despair, that sense of powerlessness, instantly transformed into an even more frantic desire.
She is the Rakshasa Goddess, a being who devours resentment and evil to become a god.
She worships power and longs to submit to the ultimate power.
Jing Yuan represents that ultimate achievement.
"General..."
Bibi Dong's voice became sweet and hoarse, completely unlike that of an empress who had just been defeated.
She twisted her body slightly, and although her hands were bound behind her back by the lightning chains, this posture only added to her forbidden allure.
"Your power... is truly mesmerizing."
She struggled to lift her head, her red lips parted slightly, her breath sweet as orchids, trying to show this man her most alluring side.
"I lost, and I accept my defeat. Since you'll do anything you want... then how about..."
Bibi Dong's gaze traveled down Jing Yuan's chest, carrying a clear implication.
Qian Renxue, who was standing to the side, was completely dumbfounded when she saw this scene.
Is this still the same mother who was aloof and indifferent to any man?
This is simply... utterly shameless!
However, faced with this temptation that could drive any man in the world crazy, Jing Yuan only frowned slightly.
"Heavy."
He only said one word.
Then, Jing Yuan waved his hand, and the lightning chains binding Bibi Dong instantly disappeared.
However, instead of embracing the empress, a gentle yet irresistible force pushed Bibi Dong away from his knees, making her stand aside.
"Since we've lost, we should be prepared to be prisoners. I don't need someone to warm my bed, I need someone to pour my tea."
Jing Yuan yawned and leaned back on the soft couch, his gaze not lingering on Bibi Dong's graceful figure for even a second longer.
Bibi Dong was stunned.
Her charm, which she was so proud of, was worthless in this man's eyes.
Just then, the changes in the sky caught everyone's attention.
"Eighth place, Tang San..."
Qian Renxue looked at that name, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.
"He actually became a God-King? And a God of Asura at that?"
Bibi Dong straightened her slightly disheveled clothes. Although she was a little embarrassed and annoyed by the rejection earlier, her attention was diverted when she saw Tang San's ranking.
"Asura God..."
Bibi Dong sneered, her tone tinged with disdain.
"That's a divine enforcer, whose combat power surpasses that of the gods. This kid's luck is pretty good. But..."
She turned to look at Jing Yuan, her eyes filled with even greater admiration.
"So what if he is the Asura God King? Even I am ranked behind him, which means that the Golden List recognizes strength. In front of the general, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to draw his sword."
Jing Yuan glanced at the sky for a moment before looking away.
"This resurrection spell is interesting, like a clumsy patch."
He made a casual comment, clearly not taking this so-called God-King seriously.
Qingque then pushed the mahjong tiles aside and stretched.
"Oh dear, it's getting dark, General. Shouldn't we prepare dinner? I've been playing cards all afternoon and I'm starving."
Jing Yuan smiled and got up from the couch.
"Since you're hungry, let's disperse. Bailu, take a few of you to the hot spring in the back to wash up. You all look so menacing, it's exhausting just looking at you."
...
Behind the Immortal Ship is the hot spring pool.
The area is shrouded in mist, resembling a fairyland.
This pool of water is no ordinary water, but a spiritual spring drawn from the core of the Immortal Ship, which can not only wash away the dust, but also nourish the soul.
Bibi Dong was soaking in the warm spring water, her long purple hair floating on the surface, her stunning face appearing and disappearing in the mist.
She looked at Jing Yuan, who was leaning against the pond with his eyes closed, not far away. The fire in her heart did not go out; instead, it burned brighter and brighter.
The more this man rejected her, the more she wanted him.
Splash!
The sound of water could be heard.
Qian Renxue huddled somewhat awkwardly in another corner of the pool, trying to keep her distance from Jing Yuan.
Although everyone was still wearing specially made bathrobes, this open and honest interaction made her, the "Great Elder" who usually only knew how to cultivate, feel extremely shy.
On the contrary, Bailu and Qingque were splashing around happily in the pool, completely ignoring the three god-level experts.
Bibi Dong's eyes darted around, and her figure glided across the water like a fish, silently arriving beside Jing Yuan.
"General..."
She stretched out her jade-like arm and gently placed it on Jing Yuan's shoulder, her fingertips applying a tentative pressure as she massaged his acupoints.
"I was impolite in the warm chamber just now. How did you feel about the force I used?"
Her voice was soft and melodious, full of ingratiation.
Jing Yuan didn't open his eyes, but just lazily responded.
"Not bad. Much better looking than when they were fighting."
Upon receiving this comment, Bibi Dong felt a surge of inexplicable joy.
She mustered her courage and leaned forward slightly, her amazing softness almost touching Jing Yuan's back.
Just as the ambiguous atmosphere was getting stronger.
A chilling aura suddenly descended.
The heat from the entire hot spring pool was instantly frozen into frost, and the once warm and spring-like hall was transformed into a world of ice and snow in an instant.
Bibi Dong's expression changed, and she turned around abruptly.
A woman dressed in a snow-white long dress, barefoot, stepped through the air and slowly entered the hall.
She had long, ice-blue hair that reached her ankles, an exquisitely beautiful face, and a cold and aloof temperament like ancient ice. Her eyes seemed to contain the wind and snow of the entire far north.
The leader of the Three Heavenly Kings of the Far North, the Snow Empress.
Behind her followed the obedient-looking Ice Empress.
"General Jing Yuan."
The Snow Empress walked to the edge of the pool, but did not go into the water. Instead, she bowed slightly in greeting.
Her voice was clear and ethereal, like ice beads falling onto a jade plate.
"The Snow Empress of the far north, having heard of the General's arrival, has come to pay her respects."
Jing Yuan opened his eyes, looked at the uninvited guest, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"Oh? The master of the far north. Your timing is quite opportune."
He glanced at Bibi Dong, who was somewhat wary beside him, and then at the Snow Empress, who had a cool and aloof demeanor on the shore.
"Since you're here, it must be fate. If the Snow Empress doesn't mind, why don't we take a bath together?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue almost choked on her water.
This general... he's playing too fancy a game!
The Snow Empress was slightly taken aback, and a faint blush appeared on her usually expressionless face.
But sensing the unfathomable aura emanating from Jing Yuan, and the overwhelming pressure of a superior that made her blood tremble, she ultimately just nodded slightly.
"Since the general has invited us, none dare refuse."
Loving Book So Far? Check Out 40+ Advanced Chapters At PA Treon
patreon.com/IdWin.
[end of the chapter]