Chapter 18 The Shadow, Bibi Dong's Visit
However, what Bibi Dong didn't know was that while she was staring at Chen Yao's hut
, somewhere in the void, a figure was enveloped in a black mist composed of the most extreme negative emotions in the world, making it impossible to discern its true nature.
Only a pair of purple, eerie eyes were visible.
The gaze pierced through the layers of chaos, landing on Bibi Dong.
"Strange, I clearly checked her; this woman's personality is extremely obsessive. Judging from her current behavior, her negative emotions should have reached their limit by now. Why hasn't she reached the standard for the divine test?"
"Could it be that her lover is being held hostage, causing her to have reservations, preventing the complete release of the evil thoughts and hatred in her heart, thus hindering her breakthrough?"
Looking at Bibi Dong's figure, the figure's eerie purple eyes flickered with doubt as it muttered to itself.
"This is too slow. Even if I break the rules and send down a divine test ahead of time to guide her to kill that brat, she probably won't accept it..."
"I shouldn't have let that brat cause trouble last time. I should have stuck to the original plan and let that descendant of the angel god do these things..." "
But the descendant of the angel god is too conspicuous. If I act rashly and corrupt his spirit, and if that bastard Shura discovers that I'm interfering in the human realm..."
The shadowy figure muttered to itself, a conflicted look appearing in its eyes, appearing quite troubled.
"Sigh, well, I've waited all these years, what's a little longer? If it really doesn't work after a while, then I'll risk attacking the descendant of the angel god..."
Finally, the shadowy figure gazed deeply at Bibi Dong one last time, then shook its head, sighed, and vanished into the void...
Three
more months passed, and Chen Yao remained silent. This caused Bibi Dong's initial resentment to dissipate, replaced by a heart full of doubt.
Even if Chen Yao was held back by some vixen, it was impossible for him to remain confined for four months.
After all, even the most beautiful woman in Wuhun City couldn't keep Chen Yao in her arms.
Although he used to come to her every night, practically sleeping on her stomach, he was nowhere to be seen during
the day, instead spending his days indulging in a life of debauchery at the Tianxiang Brothel!
How could such a scoundrel possibly stay obediently at home?
As for the possibility that Chen Yao might have found a woman even more beautiful than Bibi Dong and become infatuated with her,
Bibi Dong scoffed at this idea.
It wasn't that she was narcissistic, but in terms of looks, she had truly never seen a woman who could compare to her in her life.
Where could Chen Yao possibly find a woman more beautiful than her?
Even if they really found him, what merit did that little bastard Chen Yao possess to capture the beauty's heart?
With his laughable level 11 soul power?
In conclusion, Bibi Dong increasingly felt that Chen Yao's seclusion was fraught with suspicion!
"Could something have happened to him?"
Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, startling her.
But upon further reflection, this guess wasn't impossible.
After all, after Chen Yao created the second martial soul for Yu Xiaogang, he seemed terminally ill. Although he was lively and energetic the next day, it was possible he had suffered some aftereffects!
For a moment, this thought lingered in Bibi Dong's mind, refusing to dissipate.
Logically, she should be gloating over Chen Yao's misfortune.
But for some reason, she suddenly felt as if her heart was being gripped tightly by a large hand, unable to beat, unable to breathe.
Immediately, Bibi Dong couldn't sit still.
"No, I have to go check! Xiao Gang's life is still in this guy's hands! What if he knows he's about to die and tries to take Xiao Gang down with him?"
Bibi Dong repeatedly warned herself, her concern for Yu Xiao Gang's safety prompting her to rush out of the house and head towards Chen Yao's courtyard.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Arriving at Chen Yao's door, Bibi Dong pounded her fist heavily on the wooden door, but there was no sound from inside.
This immediately confirmed Bibi Dong's suspicions.
If Chen Yao were really at home with someone, there would be a lot of noise.
Knowing that Chen Yao hadn't done anything reckless brought comfort to Bibi Dong's tormented heart.
In an instant, her heart felt as if it were coated in sugar, and she felt sweet all over.
But at the same time, a hint of worry, which she herself didn't realize, flashed in her eyes.
She had no doubts.
"Bang!"
Bibi Dong, her flawless, perfectly rounded legs emerging from beneath her cheongsam, kicked Chen Yao's door to pieces!
Her high heels crunched over the broken wood chips as she entered Chen Yao's room, her gaze sweeping over the surroundings.
The room showed signs of habitation, but it was clean and tidy, without a trace of disorder, and there was no lingering odor in the air.
Bibi Dong nodded subtly, a suppressed smile playing on her lips, quite satisfied.
However, although there was nothing unusual in the room, Chen Yao was nowhere to be seen, leaving Bibi Dong with a lingering anxiety.
Suddenly, Bibi Dong sensed a faint surge of soul power rising and swirling within the room.
This soul power fluctuation was very weak, only around level ten, unable even to penetrate the room. Coupled with Bibi Dong's haste in entering, she hadn't paid much attention, hence the oversight.
As for the owner of this soul power, it was already obvious—it was clearly that little trash Chen Yao.
After sensing this soul power, Bibi Dong relaxed slightly, then followed the fluctuations and slowly walked to the bedroom.
Bibi Dong didn't bother knocking and simply pushed the door open.
The scene inside the room the moment she entered left her momentarily stunned.
Inside the bedroom, Chen Yao lay on the bed, legs crossed, eyes closed, a faint soul power rising and swirling around him.
At the same time, a mass of darkness materialized beneath him, and the two dark tentacles that had given Bibi Dong such a nightmare appeared, writhing and baring their fangs around him.
This state of Chen Yao was all too familiar to any soul master; it was the state soul masters were in when they summoned their martial soul and refined their soul power.
What truly astonished Bibi Dong was that she had endured so much mental anguish, paranoia, and sleepless nights during this time.
And yet, Chen Yao had simply stayed home obediently cultivating?!
Actually, this wasn't entirely Bibi Dong's fault. After all, no one would have imagined that Chen Yao, who spent his days indulging in food, drink, and pleasure, would actually be seriously cultivating at home!
Even with Bibi Dong's intelligence, having considered countless reasons why Chen Yao might be staying home, she hadn't considered this most obvious and simple reason!
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