Spirit City.
Papal Palace.
Papal Chamber.
A graceful figure slowly pushed open the door and entered.
Having just finished bathing, Bibi Dong yawned deeply, feeling incredibly tired.
Finally, she had finished dealing with a pile of miscellaneous official duties and could finally have a good night's sleep.
She stretched her slender waist, her skin like jade, white and tender as frost, wearing only a bath towel that barely covered her private parts.
Her fair skin accentuated her alluring, pale pink lips, her handsome features, and her perfect face shape; a slight smile was enough to captivate countless men and women.
Through the bath towel, she wiped away the shameful parts that made it impossible for her to see her toes, her long, wine-red, damp hair still dripping water.
A beauty emerging from the bath—such a beautiful sight, but unfortunately, no one was there to appreciate it.
She sighed and said slowly, "I've been getting busier and busier lately, especially with the Continental Soul Master Tournament this year, there's been even less time to rest."
As the Pope, she has to handle everything, maintain her papal dignity at all times, and be wary of the actions of various forces. She accumulates a lot of fatigue every day, but rarely has a chance to rest.
However, for her great cause, she must be serious at all times and cannot afford the slightest slack.
But as a woman, she always wants someone to rely on.
But men are definitely not reliable!
She knows very well her beauty and power; whoever approaches her is after her body and status?
Once Nana grows up a bit more, I can relax a lot more.
Thinking of her adorable disciple, a faint smile appeared on her lips.
She collapsed onto the soft bed, hugged the clean, soft pillow, and after rubbing against it repeatedly, she drifted off to sleep.
"Mmm~" Suddenly
, she felt an incredible warmth within her body. This strange feeling was somewhat familiar. She slowly raised her head, looking around in a daze.
She found herself lying face down on a large bed, surrounded by a room that was vaguely visible but impossible to discern clearly.
She was startled at first, then calmed down.
Was she dreaming?
Indeed, everything here seemed unreal; it must be a dream.
"Bibi Dong! This is the last shot!"
a strange male voice rang out. She turned to look at the man supporting her, utterly bewildered.
She hadn't expected such a shocking scene to appear so soon after starting her dream.
A hiss—
feeling some discomfort, she couldn't help but question the strange man, "How dare you! Who are you?"
Why was a strange man appearing in her dream? And how dare he treat her like this!
She tried desperately to break free, but found herself no match for the man, as if he were a mountain, completely unshakeable.
At the same time, her martial spirit, soul skills, and soul bones were all unusable!
Ye Fan paused, looking at Bibi Dong's puzzled expression, and straightened his back as he pondered.
"After all, it's a dream; strange things happening are normal,"
he said nonchalantly, continuing to push the man to his limits.
Bibi Dong tilted her head, still somewhat doubtful, but thinking it made sense.
After all, it was a dream; this person was probably a figment of her imagination.
To have such a dream...
Her face flushed instantly, a little shy and nervous.
But since that's the case, she might as well enjoy this beautiful dream.
After all... it's quite pleasant.
Ever since she devoured Qian Xunji, she had developed a strong aversion to men, never allowing any man to touch her.
She even strongly disliked boys.
Perhaps it was from being too tired, and from accumulating a lot of thoughts over the years.
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The fatigue in her body and mind almost completely vanished, and Bibi Dong revealed a satisfied expression.
She felt it was time for the dream to end.
If she slept too long, who knew what might happen while she was away?
But no matter how much she pinched herself, she couldn't escape the dream.
"A woman as beautiful as Bibi Dong, if only I had been the one to fight her in the secret room back
then," Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh, a hint of regret in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong immediately showed a sad expression.
Thinking of what Qian Xunji had done, she was furious, yet helpless.
Even if she tore that beast to pieces, she still didn't feel it could heal the pain in her heart.
She grabbed Ye Fan and said coldly, "If the person in the secret room is you, I will hunt you down for life! No matter where you hide, I will find you and make you regret your actions! When you are crying and begging for mercy at my feet, I will cut you into a thousand pieces!"
Ye Fan smiled and said, "That's true, but I will definitely conquer you too! Otherwise, it would be too shameful for me, a transmigrator."
Transmigrator?
Bibi Dong thought to herself. This was the first time she had heard this word.
Why would such a word appear in my dream?
Just as she was about to ask, Ye Fan continued,
"Such a good woman, who meticulously planned her grand scheme for decades, was ruined by a mere brat. It's truly pitiful. Not only did the Spirit Empire perish, but she also died tragically at the hands of Tang San."
Bibi Dong's heart clenched. Who was Tang San?
She did plan to establish the Spirit Empire, but she didn't think anyone could destroy it.
Her greatest threat, Qian Daoliu, was, after all, a member of the Spirit Empire.
As for the other sects and forces, she could destroy them with a flick of her finger.
Yet this person said that a person named Tang San could destroy all of this?
Am I overthinking things? Even my dreams are filled with anxiety and needless worry.
Tang San, surnamed Tang? Could it be…?
She asked, "Is the Tang San you're talking about from the Clear Sky Sect?"
The Clear Sky Sect's strength shouldn't be underestimated, but logically, they're far from being a match for the Spirit Hall, unless Tang Chen returns and cultivates another peerless genius…
No, I can't think straight, this guy never stops!
Ye Fan readily replied, "Yes and no, the son of Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin and Tang Hao, a crossbreed, born with full soul power, possessing twin martial souls. Although he's also a transmigrator, he's different from me; he transmigrated through soul, reborn as an infant."
After saying that, he shifted to a more comfortable position.
Bibi Dong was even more bewildered. What was all this?
She didn't know Tang Hao had a son, nor did she know about Tang San's soul transmigration or innate full soul power.
Was this a precognitive dream?
No! How could this be? Something's wrong! This shouldn't be my dream!
How the hell am I in someone else's dream, and being… by him!
She was instantly filled with rage, about to unleash it, but still unable to resist.
What was happening? Why was this happening!
"Let me go! You idiot! You beast!"
Bibi Dong roared, her eyes instantly filled with murderous intent.
Seeing her struggling violently, Ye Fan laughed, "Oh, are you trying to seduce me? In my dreams, I'm invincible!"
He then grabbed Bibi Dong, saying, "While I'm not tired of it, let's try something more fun."
Ye Fan snapped his fingers, and two familiar figures appeared in front of Bibi Dong.
Is anyone there? Give me a nudge so I know