Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I Am the White Emperor of Heaven!

Second floor of the inn.

The bright moonlight spilled down from the sky, softly draping over Bibi Dong as she stood at the gap in the wall like a silver gauze.

Silver moonlight combined with her purple nightgown perfectly outlined her exquisite, flawless figure.

Whether it was her snow-white arms, long legs, slender waist, or even her adorable little toes…

Everything about her seemed meticulously crafted, an artwork so refined that it was impossible to look away.

At this moment, what caught everyone's attention most was her tightly pursed lips, stained faintly with blood—not her own—resembling the most luscious rose petals.

Under the moonlight, they shimmered with a tempting redness and moistness, exuding a peculiar allure.

It wasn't hard to guess what had just transpired…

For a moment, Dai Chengfeng instinctively pressed his lips together, feeling the metallic tang of blood spreading in his mouth.

His brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of concealed tension flickered in his eyes.

Outwardly, however, he quickly adjusted his expression, feigning curiosity as he looked up at Bibi Dong standing above him by the gap.

"Teacher, what happened? Wasn't I asleep?"

"Could it be… enemies attacked just now?"

Dai Chengfeng's gaze was filled with confusion and bewilderment as he tilted his head upward, waiting for Bibi Dong's response.

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's gaze remained fixed on Dai Chengfeng, cold and brimming with murderous intent.

If looks could kill, Dai Chengfeng would have been torn to shreds instantly—an intimidating sight.

Her heart burned with rage. "Dai Chengfeng, how dare he be so audacious!"

"I should kill him!"

Bibi Dong felt the lingering sensation in her mouth, her hands unconsciously gripping tightly, her knuckles turning white as her nails dug into her palms—but she felt no pain.

However, reason still managed to suppress the surging killing intent.

After all, Dai Chengfeng was crucial to her Fifth Trial of Godhood. Killing him would disrupt the trial and cost her the chance to ascend to godhood.

Moreover, deep down, Bibi Dong understood…

No matter how one looked at it, it wasn't Dai Chengfeng's fault.

After all, he had been drugged by her incense and fallen unconscious. The kiss was likely influenced by the alcohol.

But then again, it was her who insisted on keeping the wine. Dai Chengfeng had initially refused.

Later, when she asked him to drink with her, he had warned her about his poor tolerance—but she had forced him anyway.

If anyone was to blame, it was that accursed Rakshasa God. If They hadn't suddenly changed the rules of the trial, if not for the loss of control over the Rakshasa divine power, how could this situation have occurred?

Ultimately, it gave Dai Chengfeng the opportunity to take advantage!

Thinking this, Bibi Dong forcefully suppressed her anger, trying to make her voice sound calm—though it remained icy.

"Yes, an enemy came, but I've already killed them."

"As for you, you were blown out by the aftermath of the battle."

Hearing this, a flicker of gratitude flashed across Dai Chengfeng's eyes.

He quickly clasped his fists and respectfully said, "Disciple thanks you, Teacher."

Bibi Dong was momentarily taken aback. Though it was a normal reaction, a surge of shame and anger welled up within her.

Gratitude?

Gratitude for what?

For allowing him to kiss her? To taste her?

"Hmph!"

With that thought, Bibi Dong's face darkened once more, and she let out a cold snort. "Go sleep in the carriage!"

With that, her figure blurred and vanished from the second-floor gap.

Only Dai Chengfeng remained, standing there with a 'bewildered' expression.

After a long while, Dai Chengfeng gazed in the direction where Bibi Dong had disappeared and inwardly sighed in relief. "Drinking truly causes trouble…"

"From now on, I'll never touch alcohol again."

Shaking his head, Dai Chengfeng turned and headed toward the carriage.

Soon, he entered the carriage, preparing to rough it out for the night.

At the same time, he carefully assessed the Asura power within him—it was less than before. "This much?"

"Indeed, lust is a double-edged sword."

"But fortunately, it's still within my acceptable limits. An hour of cultivation will restore it."

"Besides, it's not all bad news. At least it seems…"

"As long as it's not true 'dual cultivation,' I don't have to worry about being drained of Asura power by Bibi Dong."

Meanwhile, inside the second-floor room of the inn.

Bibi Dong waved her hand, and a flash of dark purple soul power temporarily sealed the gap in the wall.

She sat on the edge of the bed, anger still roiling within her. Her face flushed red, her eyes filled with both shame and coldness.

"Rakshasa God, one day I will make you…"

In her mind, Bibi Dong silently cursed the Rakshasa God for causing all of this—but suddenly…

"What is this?"

To her surprise, she discovered that the divine power she had absorbed from Dai Chengfeng had surged significantly in just a short while.

If before, this power was like a flickering candle flame, weak and on the verge of extinction, now it was at least a steady flame, dazzling and radiant.

The amount had increased by at least a hundredfold, sparing her months of painstaking absorption.

Moreover, if previously she estimated needing ten years to meet the requirements of the Fifth Trial…

"But now…"

"If every day brings this level of increase?"

Bibi Dong calculated that she could complete the Rakshasa God's Fifth Trial in no more than three years.

Thinking this, Bibi Dong slowly raised her hand, gently touching her slightly reddened lips, which had been kissed. A flicker of complexity passed through her eyes.

"Rakshasa God, Dai Chengfeng…"

"What should I do?"

On one side was the shame of being kissed by her disciple, being tasted by someone she didn't love. On the other side was the overwhelming hatred that drove her need to ascend to godhood—a hatred that destroyed her entire life!

Faced with such a dilemma and temptation—even Bibi Dong hesitated.

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Early the next morning, just as the horizon began to lighten with a pale glow, the silent inn door creaked open, followed by the crisp sound of high heels outside the carriage.

Dai Chengfeng groggily opened his eyes, blinking blearily at the carriage entrance.

Soon, the curtain was pushed aside, revealing Bibi Dong standing at the doorway. Her expression remained icy, devoid of warmth.

She looked at Dai Chengfeng and coldly ordered, "Get up. We're continuing our journey."

"Yes, Teacher."

Dai Chengfeng quickly nodded, sitting up and responding respectfully.

"What are you waiting for? Go drive the carriage."

"Drive the carriage?"

Dai Chengfeng was momentarily stunned. After all, Bibi Dong could easily use her soul power to control the carriage—but now she was asking him to drive it?

However, he soon realized that Bibi Dong clearly wanted to avoid looking at him for the time being.

It seemed that yesterday's events had deeply affected her, to the point that she had temporarily put the god trial on hold…

Though these thoughts ran through his mind, outwardly, Dai Chengfeng obediently complied.

Quickly dressing, he skillfully took his place at the driver's seat and grabbed the reins.

Soon, the carriage set off once more.

Destination: Great Star Dou Forest.

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