It was already past noon when Fu Ye finally got up from bed. Perhaps it was the bloodline of the Dragon God running through his veins, but his body now brimmed with energy every morning.
Despite having spent the entire night entangled with Ah Yin, she could no longer keep up. In the end, Fu Ye had to hold back—for her sake. She was his wife, not some tool for his carnal desires. Still, the incident only solidified his decision.
He needed more wives.
After all, he had needs. Just yesterday, Ah Yin had yet to recover completely, and now she needed another day of rest.
No rush. He could bear it… for a while. But even so, in this vast world, nothing compared to the comfort of a woman's body.
He mentally tallied up the beautiful and talented women of this era. Honestly, not many. Ah Yin, Bibi Dong, and Liu Erlong topped the list. Tang Yuehua might not be the most gifted, but her elegance carried its own charm. Besides… wasn't she Tang San's aunt?
He chuckled. Someday, he'd make Tang San call him uncle.
Then, an idea—bold and wild—flashed across his mind.
Author's note: Big courage!
To his modern soul, however, this idea didn't feel outrageous at all. Someone had to push the boundaries. As the saying went, "The rich should guide the poor." A pioneer had to set the standard. If not him, then who?
"I, Fu Ye, shall carry the mantle of Wei Wu in the world of Douluo!"
No ordinary girl could handle his physique. Compared to him, Tang Wulin was nothing.
Luckily, the system came with a hidden feature: pregnancy lock for dependents. Otherwise, Ah Yin might already be with child.
There would be children—eventually. But now wasn't the time. A child would only be a burden.
Fu Ye leaned down and gave Ah Yin's sleeping cheek a playful lick.
"Mm… Ye Ye, be gentle… Yin Yin loves you most…"
Ahem. Let's not read into that too much.
After settling Ah Yin, Fu Ye set his sights on the next destination: Star Dou Great Forest.
That place was a treasure trove, especially during the early Douluo era when soul beasts were at their peak. Even the outer areas teemed with thousand-year beasts, not to mention the mixed zones, the inner forest, and the core region.
But Fu Ye wasn't here for soul rings.
He had another objective—one he couldn't speak aloud.
As for Yu Xiaogang… Fu Ye wasn't in a hurry. He had already achieved invincibility in this world. And besides, he knew that Qian Xunji had a bone to pick with Yu Xiaogang too.
Bibi Dong? Winning her over wasn't easy. A whole afternoon of playful teasing with Tang Yuehua had only nudged her favorability up a little.
Women… such unpredictable creatures.
He had to save Bibi Dong, no matter what. Although her existence slightly disturbed the will of the world, the major turning point was still years away. Who knew what might happen between now and then?
"I wonder what my sweet senior is doing now. She probably thinks I'm dead…"
Fu Ye smirked faintly.
But the system didn't lie. Since his 'death', Bibi Dong's favorability had only continued to rise.
No point lingering on it now. It was better to head straight for the Star Dou Great Forest's core. Perhaps he'd find something special.
With that, he vanished in a flash.
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Meanwhile, back in Spirit Hall—within the familiar confines of the interrogation chamber in the Pope's Palace…
Swish!
Snap!
"AAAAHHHHHH!!!"
Swish!
Snap!
"AAAAAHHHH!!! IT HURTS!!!"
The whips lashed down, each strike carrying a rhythmic precision. To the two nervous onlookers in the corner, it sounded like a cruel symphony.
"Bibi Dong! You demon! You're insane!"
The man under the whip shrieked in agony. But Bibi Dong said nothing. A serene smile played at her lips.
Then—
Swish!
Snap!
"AAAAHHH!!!"
The victim?
None other than Yu Xiaogang—the so-called 'Master', once a prodigy of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and future mentor of the gods.
Now? He looked utterly pathetic.
Swish!
Crack!
"AAAAHH!! I'M FROM THE BLUE LIGHTNING—!"
Swish!
Crack!
"STOP!! PLEASE—!"
Bibi Dong's gaze fell on the five trembling healing-type soul masters nearby. Her tone was casual, but her eyes gleamed coldly.
"Take turns healing him. Keep him alive. If he dies here… I'll make sure the blame lands on all of you."
The healers were visibly shaking. They could barely stomach watching this man get shredded to pieces, only to heal him… so it could happen again.
The Saintess had been whipping him for over an hour.
Without a single word, only the snap of her whip over and over again.
"Sister, should we… say something?" one healer whispered.
"Shut it. The Saintess must have her reasons."
"Yes, the eldest sister is right. We've been training in the dormitory all day. We didn't see anything."
"Exactly. Let's mind our business."
Yu Xiaogang's body was covered in whip marks. The healers could patch up the wounds, but scars would remain forever.
Yet even now, he still had the strength to scream.
Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed. Too energetic.
Had she been too merciful?
The thought made her frown.
Memories of how Yu Xiaogang had manipulated and tormented her Fu Ye for half a year bubbled to the surface.
A cold sneer curled her lips.
"Be here every day at 9 a.m. Leave at 9 p.m. I'll double your cultivation resources. Understood?"
"Yes, Saintess!"
The unified answer echoed with fear and obedience.
Swish!
Snap!
"AAAAHHHHH!!! Bibi Dong! YOU'LL REGRET THIS!!!"
Swish!
Snap!
"AAAAHHH!!! I'M FROM THE—AHHHHH!!!"
Swish!
Snap!
"AAHHHHHHHH!!!"