Chapter 214 Bibi Dong's Humiliation, Gu Yuena's Tyranny!
The silk robe slid down and bunched up at her waist.
"You're right, you set the rules." Zhu Zhuqing placed her hands on Lu Ming's chest, feeling his strong heartbeat beneath her palms. Her cheeks were burning, but her eyes were unusually firm. "Since I didn't get the red envelope, I'll try to grab the one that sent it."
Lu Ming looked at the stunningly beautiful face so close to his eyes.
The usually aloof little wildcat is now actively offering herself up for pleasure; this stark contrast is enough to shatter any man's rational defenses.
"Have you thought it through?"
Lu Ming's large hand embraced her incredibly slender waist, the warmth of his palm penetrating through the thin fabric. "This is much more tiring than making a wish."
"I'm not afraid of being tired."
Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head and kissed him clumsily but passionately, saying indistinctly, "As long as I can become stronger, as long as I can get rid of that family... I'll give you anything."
The moment the words left his mouth, Lu Ming could no longer restrain himself.
He rolled over and pinned the little wildcat, who had offered herself to him, beneath him.
The brocade quilt billowed like waves, and the lingering ambiguous atmosphere became even more intense and chaotic.
...
Meanwhile, in Wuhun City, thousands of miles away.
The once solemn and majestic Papal Palace is now in complete disarray.
The dome disappeared completely, and the moonlight poured down without obstruction, illuminating the rubble and broken stones scattered on the ground.
Bibi Dong held a scepter, surrounded by the three newly acquired blood-red 100,000-year soul rings, as well as her original soul ring configuration. Three red soul rings—such a configuration would normally be enough to intimidate the entire continent.
But now, her face looked extremely pale.
In the void opposite her, the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena stood suspended in mid-air.
She didn't release any martial spirit, nor did she have any dazzling spirit ring effects. She simply stood there, and the surrounding spatial elements seemed to cheer and swirl around her as if subjects had met their king.
That absolute suppression from a life-level perspective made Bibi Dong feel like an ant baring its fangs and claws in front of a giant dragon.
"This...this is the Silver Dragon King?"
Bibi Dong's knuckles turned white as she gripped the scepter, and a fine layer of cold sweat beaded on her forehead.
With that attack, the opponent merely waved her hand, and her supposedly invincible defensive soul skill shattered like paper, even blowing off the roof of the Papal Palace.
"Human, weren't you being quite arrogant in the group chat just now?"
"..."
Gu Yuena lowered her purple eyes slightly, her voice cold and devoid of any warmth: "You still want to turn me into snake soup?"
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, forcing herself to maintain the dignity befitting a pope: "This is the Spirit Hall! Even if you are the ruler of all spirit beasts, don't even think about running wild here! I am the chosen one of the Rakshasa Gods..."
Snap!
A crisp sound interrupted her shouting.
Bibi Dong felt a sharp pain in her cheek and was sent flying backward uncontrollably, crashing heavily into a broken stone pillar.
She covered her face, her eyes filled with shock and anger.
She didn't even see how Gu Yuena made her move!
"So what if they are chosen by God?"
Gu Yuena flashed and instantly appeared in front of Bibi Dong.
She reached out a hand, seemingly gently, yet with irresistible force, and grabbed Bibi Dong by the neck, lifting the arrogant pope up.
"Even if a true god were to descend, he would have to think twice before me, let alone a half-baked one like you."
Gu Yuena's gaze swept over Bibi Dong, finally settling on the other's curvaceous figure, a mocking smile curling at the corner of her lips.
"No wonder they posted those kinds of photos in the group chat."
"So you think you're the only one with a good figure?"
"So you're the only one who knows how to seduce men, huh?"
With each word she spoke, the silver radiance around Gu Yuena intensified.
Bibi Dong felt as if all her soul power had been completely sealed off, and that sense of powerlessness made her feel an unprecedented humiliation.
"You... release me!" Bibi Dong struggled desperately, kicking her legs wildly.
"Let go? Now that you're here, I'll naturally teach you a lesson on behalf of the group admin."
With a flick of her wrist, Bibi Dong landed face-first on the still-intact papal chair.
Before Bibi Dong could react, an invisible spatial force, like ropes, firmly bound her limbs to the chair, placing her in an extremely humiliating position.
The high-slit skirt was already somewhat disheveled from the fight, and now it revealed her voluptuous curves even more clearly.
"You dare! I am the Pope! I am..."
Snap!
Gu Yuena raised her hand and waved, a solid spatial element transformed into a slap, mercilessly striking Bibi Dong's most prized spot.
The crisp sound echoed in the spacious hall.
"ah!"
Bibi Dong couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, her beautiful face instantly turning red, whether from pain or embarrassment was unknown.
"This is a lesson to teach you a lesson for your ignorance and arrogance."
Snap!
Another one.
The force was so great that Bibi Dong's body trembled violently.
"This is to teach you a lesson for speaking disrespectfully to me."
Smack! Smack! Smack!
A series of crisp sounds echoed throughout the hall.
This isn't a battle of the strong; it's more like parents disciplining their disobedient children.
"Ugh... You killed me! Go ahead and kill me if you dare!"
Bibi Dong's hair was disheveled, and tears welled up in her eyes. When in her life had she ever suffered such injustice?
He was forced to sit on his throne and spanked, and right in front of his own disciples!
Not far away, Hu Liena collapsed to the ground, covering her mouth with her hands and staring wide-eyed.
She wanted to go up and save her teacher, but under the terrifying dragon's might, she couldn't even move a finger.
Seeing her usually dignified, noble, and unapproachable teacher being beaten like a little girl, Hu Liena felt not only fear but also a sense of absurdity.
This is... too tragic.
Teacher, of all people to mess with, why did you have to provoke this powerful figure?
Gu Yuena hit the target dozens of times, then stopped, seemingly feeling her hand getting tired.
Looking at Bibi Dong's disheveled, tear-streaked, and utterly ashamed and indignant appearance, she finally felt half of her anger subside.
"Don't you really like posting photos?"
Gu Yuena gave a soft hum and tapped her finger lightly in the air.
A water mirror appeared out of thin air, clearly reflecting Bibi Dong's current appearance as she lay on the papal chair, her dress disheveled and her face flushed.
"Since you enjoy showing yourself off in the group so much, then I'll give you a hand."
"..."
Click.
The image freezes.
The next second, a new message popped up in the chat group.
[Silver Dragon King]: Is this the Pope you all speak of as high and mighty? @All Members
A high-resolution image is attached below.
The chat group, which had quieted down a bit because it was late at night, instantly erupted again.
(End of chapter)