Inside the training room, Bibi Dong sat cross-legged, her beautiful eyes closed, clearly engrossed in her cultivation.
Zhao Ling arrived outside the training room. Seeing this scene through the window, he pushed the door open and walked in, gently caressing her exquisite face with his right hand.
Five years had passed, and Bibi Dong had shed her former youthful innocence, becoming increasingly mature. Furthermore, after becoming the Saintess, her long tenure in a high position gradually cultivated an air of authority.
The current Bibi Dong was increasingly resembling her future self as the Pope. Of course, this was only in front of others; in Zhao Ling's presence, she would still act like that innocent and romantic young woman.
Perhaps sensing the warmth of his palm on her face, Bibi Dong slowly opened her captivatingly beautiful eyes.
The moment she saw Zhao Ling, her eyes sparkled with life, and she rose directly to throw herself into his embrace.
"Husband, you've come for me? You were two days late this month."
Zhao Ling placed his left hand on Bibi Dong's slender waist, lowered his head, and planted a fierce kiss on her luscious red lips before explaining.
"Apologies, there were some matters at home, so your husband arrived a bit late this month. Don't worry, I will definitely make it up to you these next few days."
"No, no, no..." As soon as Bibi Dong heard Zhao Ling mention making it up to her, her pretty face immediately changed.
"Just like usual is fine; no extra compensation. In Spirit City, Dong'er doesn't have any other sisters to help."
"That's a shame. Your husband thought you were complaining about me not coming sooner and wanted some compensation..." Zhao Ling scooped Bibi Dong into his arms.
Bibi Dong obediently wrapped her arms around his neck, her beautiful eyes gazing at him with deep affection, as if she had a thousand words to say.
Zhao Ling carried Bibi Dong out of the training room and directly to her private chambers. After closing the door, Zhao Ling released his Heaven and Earth Net domain, isolating the sounds inside and outside the room...
Two days later, Bibi Dong leaned languidly in Zhao Ling's embrace, sounding somewhat disheartened.
"Husband, we've been together for five years, and you come to accompany Dong'er every month, yet Dong'er hasn't been able to conceive a child for you. Dong'er feels very useless."
Upon hearing her words, Zhao Ling gently patted her bottom, comforting her.
"Your husband has told you, this has nothing to do with you. It's related to your husband's current physique. Your husband mentioned Xi'er before, right? Among your sisters, only Xi'er has conceived, and that's because she reached the Titled Douluo level or above.
As long as you reach the Titled Douluo level or above, you won't be far from conceiving a child. Don't be impatient; haste makes waste."
"Mm... alright." Bibi Dong nodded and then asked, "Is Sister Xi'er's belly still the same? It's really strange, it's almost five years now? How can she be pregnant for so long?"
Zhao Ling shrugged, annoyed, "You ask me, I don't know either. Five years have passed, and her belly has only slightly shown. Dong'er, I suspect that when it's your turn, the situation won't be much better than hers."
Bibi Dong, however, shook her head uncaringly. "I'm not afraid. Dong'er is only afraid of not being able to bear a child for you. I hope to bear a descendant for you; I want the fruit of our love."
"Don't worry, that day will come," Zhao Ling said, gently rubbing her head with a smile.
The next day, Zhao Ling took Bibi Dong away from Spirit City. Their destination, of course, was the City of Slaughter, thousands of kilometers away.
Three or four years ago, Qian Xunji had expressed to Zhao Ling his desire for Bibi Dong to undergo training in the City of Slaughter.
However, Zhao Ling refused without a second thought. The reason was simple: Tang Chen, that guy, was in the City of Slaughter.
Although, according to the original story, Tang Chen, who had become the King of Slaughter, wouldn't harm Bibi Dong, Zhao Ling still felt uneasy.
Most importantly, Zhao Ling wanted to strip away the Asura God inheritance from Tang Chen and give it to Dong'er.
Three or four years ago, Zhao Ling was confident that he could defeat Tang Chen, even if that guy unleashed his full power; Zhao Ling was not afraid.
However, after defeating Tang Chen and taking the Asura Demonic Sword from him, would the malevolent thoughts of the Rakshasa God still be attached to the sword?
He wanted Dong'er to receive the Asura God inheritance precisely because he didn't want her to inherit the Rakshasa God's divine position, nor did he want her to be influenced by the Rakshasa God's malevolent thoughts.
Three or four years ago, facing the Rakshasa God's eerie malevolence, Zhao Ling naturally didn't dare to act rashly. But now, he was no longer the same as before. His current mental fortitude was in no way inferior to that of the gods in the Douluo God Realm.
He even dared to fight the Rakshasa God if that guy appeared. He wasn't absolutely certain he could win, but with certain secret arts or special abilities provided by the system, he had a sixty to seventy percent chance.
Therefore, Zhao Ling now wanted to bring Dong'er to the City of Slaughter, hoping to quickly acquire the Asura God inheritance from Tang Chen.
The two flew on a Cloud Piercing Shuttle to a small town. The town wasn't large; as soon as they entered, Zhao Ling and Bibi Dong felt a strange atmosphere around them. Everyone emitted a peculiar chill.
However, Zhao Ling and Bibi Dong paid no mind to this. They entered a tavern in the town.
The air inside the tavern was very murky, and the entire establishment was decorated in a dark style. Following the steps from the original story, Zhao Ling found a table and sat down. He then calmly spoke to a black-clad waiter nearby.
"Two Bloody Marys."
The waiter, seeing that the two were strangers and exuded an aura of not to be trifled with, didn't dare to say much. He simply brought two glasses of dark red liquid.
Zhao Ling took one glass and handed it to Dong'er beside him, gently saying, "Drink this."
Bibi Dong's slender eyebrows furrowed as she smelled the腥(fishy/bloody)-smelling dark red liquid. However, she knew that this time, her husband said he was taking her to gain a domain and, incidentally, snatch a divine inheritance for her.
So, after taking the glass, she directly drank it in one gulp. Zhao Ling nodded and also drank his own glass clean.
After drinking, Zhao Ling led Bibi Dong towards the bar counter. Many people looked at the two of them with strange expressions.
They were all curious because they rarely saw such high-颜值(beauty) couples come here. They could basically already imagine the scene of these two dying tragically in the City of Slaughter.
Zhao Ling and Bibi Dong ignored their strange looks. Upon reaching the bar counter, he gently slapped the counter with his hand. The counter instantly shattered into pieces, revealing the entrance to the City of Slaughter.
Suddenly, the entire place fell silent. Everyone's eyes widened. Just now, this man had only gently patted the counter, and the entire counter had turned into fragments. What, what was this man's strength...?