...
"you--"
Bibi Dong was so infuriated by his self-righteous demeanor that she choked on her words.
She then raised an eyebrow and retorted with a sarcastic tone and a strong hint of bitterness,
"Since you keep claiming to be my husband, then tell me, what about all those delicate young girls you keep in Tiandou City?!"
"Them?"
Xuan Hao blinked, his face neither blushing nor skipping a beat, and blurted out, "That's a mistress."
"..."
Quiet.
A deathly silence.
Bibi Dong froze in Xuan Hao's arms. In all her years, she had seen countless shameless politicians and cunning soul masters, but Xuan Hao was someone who could speak such heinous and two-timing words in such a fresh, refined, and righteous manner.
He was truly unprecedented and unparalleled!
"You...you are shameless!!"
Bibi Dong was completely defeated.
She realized that her brain was simply unable to communicate with this utterly shameless thug on the same channel.
She slapped Xuan Hao across the face in anger, "Get out of here! I don't want to see your face for even a second right now!"
However, how could Xuan Hao possibly leave at this time?
Seeing that Bibi Dong was about to break free, he not only did not let go, but suddenly lowered his head and bit her fair and sensitive earlobe with precision and aggression!
"ah--!"
Bibi Dong trembled violently, as if struck by lightning.
Xuan Hao didn't stop there. His lips traveled down her earlobe, gently and provocatively nibbling at Bibi Dong's long, elegant swan neck and her collarbone, which he had just kissed until it was red.
At the same time, the "mental super frequency" that had just tormented Bibi Dong to the point of near death was once again silently activated by Xuan Hao!
"You...you're insane! You're still coming?!"
As she felt that familiar, amplified sensory stimulation surge through her body once again like a tidal wave, Bibi Dong's expression completely changed.
The frenzy of the entire afternoon had drained her of her energy. If she went through another round, she wouldn't be able to get out of bed today!
"Teacher, that's not right. When I used that trick just now, you were so comfortable that your voice changed.
Since you feel tired, you don't have to do anything from now on. Just lie there and I'll take care of you."
"You...you bastard..."
Under this domineering sensory stimulation, Bibi Dong's body softened before her reason could.
She gripped Xuan Hao's back muscles tightly, her long legs unconsciously clenching together, her voice already carrying an undisguised softness and tremor.
She turned her head away, not daring to look into Xuan Hao's predatory eyes, and could only keep her face tightly taut, gritting her teeth as she uttered her final protest:
"That's enough! Xuan Hao, I order you... to stop immediately!"
"What? You can't take it anymore so quickly?"
"I told you... that's enough!"
Bibi Dong was pushed to her limit.
She turned her head away sharply, and even managed to squeeze out a few tears from the corners of her eyes.
Her voice was filled with a hint of pleading anger.
Seeing that she had truly reached her limit, continuing to torment her would likely backfire.
Xuan Hao knew when to stop.
He readily let go, withdrawing that damned mental super-frequency.
"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. I'll stop making a fuss and I'll hold you while we sleep."
...
Life in pink, tinged with a touch of stickiness and absurdity, flowed quietly like water within the Papal Palace.
For two whole months, Xuan Hao was practically living in the Pope's palace.
Except for the occasional trip outside to stretch his muscles, he spent almost all his time by Bibi Dong's side.
For Bibi Dong, the past two months have been nothing short of "magical".
She felt that her so-called elder's dignity and the Pope's bottom line in front of Xuan Hao had been completely worn away by this little rascal's endless tricks!
Xuanhao knew all her sensitivities, all her habits, and even the slightest physical tremor.
Sometimes, all she needs is a glance or a slight change in the rhythm of her breathing, and that bastard can know exactly what she wants, or... what means to use to make her completely surrender.
She, the dignified Empress of the Spirit Hall, has been completely transformed by this boy into a little woman who can't live without him!
Fortunately, this somewhat shameful yet addictive period is finally coming to an end.
The preliminary and qualifying rounds of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament have officially concluded in the two major imperial regions.
According to the schedule, the teams from the two empires that have advanced to the finals are now heading towards Wuhun City under the escort of the escorting knights.
This means that Xuan Hao's mistresses in Tian Dou City will soon arrive in Wu Hun City.
As Pope, Bibi Dong had to suppress her youngest daughter's ambitions and personally preside over this highly anticipated final competition.
"These absurd days can finally be quiet for a few days."
That morning, Bibi Dong put on a formal dark gold papal robe.
After carefully checking in the mirror and finding nothing amiss, she glanced back at Xuan Hao, who was still fast asleep on the bed, gave a cold snort, and then pushed open the door to head to the Elders' Hall.
Before the competition officially begins, there is one important thing that must be done today – that is, the prize for this year's champion!
...
Inside the Elder Hall, a huge oval table was now surrounded by powerful figures from the Spirit Hall.
Besides Pope Bibi Dong sitting in the head seat, a group of titled Douluo elders, led by Demon Bear Douluo and Ghost Leopard Douluo, sat on either side.
The current issue is the ownership of those three top-grade ten-thousand-year-old soul bones.
In fact, Bibi Dong's original plan was to use the Pope's authority to secretly bestow those three top-grade soul bones upon Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan, the three "golden generation" she had personally cultivated.
However, this proposal met with strong resistance within the Elders' Hall.
The old stubborn men in the Elders' Hall had a perfectly valid reason: no reward without merit.
The Spirit Hall has a thousand-year history, and there has never been a precedent for directly awarding top-grade spirit bones to the younger generation.
Anyone who wants to obtain a soul bone must have made substantial contributions to the Spirit Hall and accumulated sufficient merit.
We must not break this rule just because Hu Liena and the other two are from the "Golden Generation" and are direct disciples of the Pope.
These words sounded grand and dignified, but Bibi Dong knew the truth better than anyone else.
To put it bluntly, the Elders' Hall is trying to limit her power as Pope.
If she directly gave the soul bone to Hu Liena, then it would be Bibi Dong's personal "favor" and favor.
However, if these three soul bones were given out as the championship prize for the All-Continent Elite Tournament, the Golden Generation representing the Spirit Hall would ultimately win them back honorably.
Then this is no longer a favor from Bibi Dong, but an honorary reward from the Spirit Hall to those who have made meritorious contributions.
The political implications of the two are worlds apart.
The Elders' Hall would never allow her to use the Spirit Hall's core resources to win people's hearts.
Bibi Dong sneered at the Elders' Hall's little scheme, but in order to appease these old guys, she eventually went along with it and agreed to give the three soul bones as prizes for the competition.
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