...
Bibi Dong's stiff body slowly softened after sensing the silence.
She sighed, stretched out a fair hand, and gently patted his back.
After a while, Bibi Dong seemed to sense something, her face flushed slightly, and she whispered in his ear:
"Xuanhao...you, why hasn't this turbulent energy in your body calmed down yet?
Aren't you feeling uncomfortable?"
Xuanhao held her and shook his head slightly, his voice muffled, against her neck.
Bibi Dong's cheeks burned even hotter.
She couldn't bear the almost aggressive heat emanating from the young man, and somewhat awkwardly looked away, biting her lower lip as she whispered:
"Why don't you lie back down first, and I... I'll help you release the tension.
Otherwise, if you force yourself to hold it in like this, it will only harm your body."
Xuan Hao finally raised his head. He looked at Bibi Dong's exquisitely beautiful face, which was filled with shame, yet also with indulgence and heartache, and shook his head:
"But your methodical soul power channeling just now was too slow.
You don't understand the laws of the dragon bloodline at all; my blood and qi just can't be lowered."
Bibi Dong's face flushed slightly, and she glared at him with some annoyance:
"Then what do you want? I've already done so much for you, and you're still complaining?"
"I'm not saying I look down on you."
Xuan Hao shrugged, looking completely innocent. "This is just basic bloodline knowledge.
Your technique is half-baked; you always get stuck halfway through guiding the blood, making it even more agonizing for me than before. So let's just forget about it."
Bibi Dong frowned slightly, looking at him with some doubt:
"Then I'm really curious. You usually guard a room full of young girls in Tiandou City, how do you manage to maintain this abundant energy?"
"It hasn't really solved the problem."
Xuan Hao immediately wore a bitter expression, "Na'er and the others are usually very mischievous.
Most of the time, they play those over-the-top little games, which always put me in a difficult position.
Later, I learned my lesson and basically dared not get too close to them in the hotel.
Every time they caused trouble, I was always the only one who suffered and felt bad!"
Upon hearing this absurd yet strangely fitting answer to the boy's situation, several black lines immediately appeared on Bibi Dong's clean forehead.
"You brat... since you knew this would happen, why did you still provoke them every day?"
Bibi Dong looked at him speechlessly, "Now you know about this kind of trouble where you can see something but can't touch it?"
"So I suffer every day too." Xuan Hao said matter-of-factly.
"Look at me, in order to keep my mind pure, my cultivation has broken through faster than others."
Looking at his pitiful, shameless appearance, Bibi Dong tugged at her bathrobe belt, coughed slightly with an unnatural expression, and suggested:
"Since you're feeling really uncomfortable right now... why don't you go to the back mountain and find Nana?
You know how she feels about you.
If you go to her, she can definitely help you solve this problem."
Upon hearing this suggestion, Xuan Hao's eyes flickered.
"Teacher, are you serious? You're really not angry at all?"
Bibi Dong felt uncomfortable under his gaze, so she immediately turned cold and slapped him:
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Are you going or not?!"
Xuan Hao shook his head decisively.
"I'm not going."
He rested his chin on Bibi Dong's shoulder again.
"If I were to leave your palace right now and then go to do something inappropriate with Senior Sister Nana... you might not seem angry on the surface, but you'd definitely feel resentful for the rest of your life. You'd have even less chance of forgiving me in the future."
"I'm not going."
Seeing Xuan Hao's confident expression, as if he had seen through her little schemes, the gloom that had been lingering in Bibi Dong's heart due to Yu Xiaogang completely vanished at this moment.
She sighed, feeling both helpless and amused.
This bastard had her figured out too well.
"But you can't just keep holding it in forever."
Bibi Dong tugged at her clothes, feeling somewhat uneasy as she sensed the domineering aura that seemed to scorch the very void. With a hint of despair, she gritted her teeth and whispered:
"How about... you lie down. This time you teach me, and I'll guide you along the way you describe?"
...
An hour later, the air inside the luxurious palace seemed to have become thin from the steam.
Bibi Dong slumped onto the edge of the bed, rubbing her aching arms and weak hands listlessly.
She was utterly speechless as she looked at Xuan Hao, who was still lying in the same spot, whose blood and qi had not only not calmed down but had become even more violent.
"What exactly is wrong with your body?!"
Bibi Dong couldn't help but slap the mattress, her voice tinged with frustration.
"It's been an hour! Even if I were to handle a whole day of government affairs, I wouldn't be this tired.
And this energy in your body doesn't even show any sign of abating?!"
Xuan Hao lay on the soft couch, his hands behind his head, looking innocent and aggrieved.
"Please, sister, use your brain, okay? What are my martial soul and bloodline?
I'm a dragon! As a peerless Douluo, do you not know how powerful the physical body and blood of the dragon race are?"
Xuan Hao sighed, "If it were really so easy to suppress it with a little soul power, would I have to work so hard in Heaven Dou City, turning myself into a living god?
Would I have to suffer so much every day?"
Bibi Dong stared intently at the scorching pressure that almost solidified in the air, the veins on her forehead throbbing slightly.
She knew Xuan Hao wasn't lying. The dragon race's origin was extremely domineering and powerful.
This kid's bloodline purity was frighteningly high, and his physical recovery and stress resistance were naturally on a completely different level from ordinary soul masters.
If she continued to use the same methods to help him, she was afraid that her own hands would become useless first.
"Is there any other way?"
Bibi Dong took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and glared at him. "Except for the last step, I'll grant your request today! Consider it... consider it compensation for the injustice you suffered earlier!"
"Tell me quickly, how can I calm this agonizing blood and qi down as soon as possible?!"
Upon hearing this, Xuan Hao was completely stunned.
He was mentally prepared to spend the whole day with this woman until dark, but he never expected that Bibi Dong would actually lower her bottom line so much again.
"Really?" Xuan Hao asked in disbelief.
"Enough with the nonsense, are you going to tell me or not?!" Bibi Dong urged, her pretty face stern.
Xuan Hao didn't answer immediately.
Instead, he suddenly leaned forward, lowered his head slightly, and gently kissed Bibi Dong's still slightly swollen cherry lips.
They parted at the first touch.
Bibi Dong was slightly taken aback and looked at him with some confusion.
But the next second, as she followed Xuan Hao's fiery gaze, full of mischievous smiles and hints, and connected it to a certain extremely intimate, primal way of merging, requiring lips and teeth to touch...
"you--!!"
Bibi Dong's cheeks instantly turned crimson, almost as if they were about to bleed.
She recoiled as if electrocuted, shrinking back more than half a meter, her delicate hands tightly covering her mouth, her eyes filled with shame, anger, and terror.
"You bastard! Xuan Hao! Shut your mouth, you old hag!"
"Don't even think about it! That's absolutely impossible!!"
"You said you'd grant me everything today, except for the last step."
Seeing Bibi Dong's strong reaction, Xuan Hao was not angry.
He lay back down, spreading his arms wide.
"Since this method of deep guidance doesn't work for you, then there's really no other way.
Teacher, you can only sit back down and continue using your original soul power. Let's wear each other down little by little, for as long as possible."
Xuan Hao turned his head to look at the blazing sun that had just risen overhead and yawned:
"Don't worry, look at this sun, by the time it gets dark and the moon comes out, this energy will probably dissipate."
Upon hearing the words "it's getting dark," Bibi Dong's eyes twitched violently twice, and she narrowly escaped fainting on the spot.
Are we going to wait until dark?!
That surging, restless energy that churned within her but couldn't be truly released—if it continued for a few more hours, she would definitely be the first to succumb, completely losing control under that astonishing mental shock!
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