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...Bibi Dong reached out her finger and lightly scraped Xuan Ming's nose. "The dignified Primal God, who can even restructure the rules of the Universe, why have you become like a salted fish after returning?"
Xuan Ming's eyes rolled as he gave her a disgruntled look. "You try working non-stop for decades, and high-intensity physical labor at that, without even a proper half-time break. Forget me being a god; even a machine made of iron would start throwing sparks."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong couldn't help but burst into laughter with a "puchi" sound.
"It seems everyone's resentment is indeed heavier than I imagined."
Bibi Dong sat up and, with a casual wave, two cups of crystal-clear Divine Brew flew into her hands. She handed one to Xuan Ming and took a small sip herself, her expression gradually becoming more serious.
"Let's talk business."
"With the establishment of the Great God Circle and the Fusion of the peripheral planes, the current God Realm basically has no major issues. The rules are operating, the Divine Officials are working, and there won't be any significant fluctuations for at least the next few thousand or even ten thousand years."
Bibi Dong looked at Xuan Ming and asked, "What are your plans next? Do you want to continue that honeymoon life of traveling around, or... find yourself something serious to do?"
Hearing the words "traveling around," Xuan Ming's hand holding the wine cup couldn't help but tremble.
"Don't! Definitely don't!"
Xuan Ming quickly sat up, a look of lingering fear on his face. "That... as for traveling, let's put that aside for now. I think the God Realm is quite good—beautiful scenery, fresh air, and most importantly, quiet."
"If you really want me to do some world-shaking great deed, I don't have the interest right now. But if you have any trouble you can't solve, or need me to hold down the fort, I can certainly help out."
"As for anything else..."
Xuan Ming gave a long sigh and drained the Divine Brew in his cup. "Let me rest first. My legs feel weak just looking at the bedposts right now."
Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow, sizing him up with a half-smile.
"It seems everyone wasn't that restrained. I remember when we had our meeting, we agreed to keep it steady and long-term. And the result? It almost never stopped, did it?"
"It was more than just 'never stopped'..."
Xuan Ming said with a bitter face, "It's like they wanted to tie me to their waistbands. Not to mention Xiao Wu, that girl's stamina is ridiculously good; Rongrong looks delicate, but she has a hundred ways to toss someone around; and then there's Zhuqing, usually quiet, but when the time comes... tsk."
"Even Bi Ji, who looks the most honest and gentle..."
Xuan Ming shook his head, a face full of 'unbearable memories of the past.' "I suspect they planned this together—it was a tag-team battle against me."
"I don't understand. We're all gods now, so how can there still be such intense desire? It's not scientific."
Seeing Xuan Ming's confused and helpless expression, Bibi Dong put down her wine cup, a flash of complex emotion in her eyes.
"Do you really not understand?"
She reached out and gently caressed Xuan Ming's cheek, her fingertips sliding over his brow bone and the bridge of his nose, finally resting on his lips.
"Xuan Ming, you were... too serious before."
Bibi Dong's voice became somewhat low. "Think back to before you became a god, or even during the early period after you achieved godhood. Although you were good to us and would risk your life for us, in those matters, you were like an ascetic monk."
"Forget about 'those matters'; even for slightly intimate hugs or kisses, you would often subconsciously avoid them or stop just as things got started."
Xuan Ming was stunned for a moment.
He recalled various things from the past. Indeed, at that time, a sword had always been hanging in his heart. He was afraid of death, afraid of loss, and afraid that the curse he carried would harm those around him.
So he grew accustomed to restraint, accustomed to suppressing all his emotions deep in his heart, wrapping himself in a shell of indifference or rationality.
"Back then, you viewed responsibility as greater than the heavens and made restraint your instinct."
Bibi Dong looked into his eyes and said seriously, "But we are women too. We love you, crave your touch, crave your response, and crave becoming one with you."
"That craving was suppressed by your seriousness for a year, ten years, a hundred years, even a thousand years."
"Do you know what that feels like?"
"It's like a person about to die of thirst in the desert, seeing a glass of water in front of them but being unable to drink it. That hunger and thirst will ferment and spoil over time, eventually turning into a near-insane obsession."
"They are so hungry and tireless—wasn't it all caused by you starving them in the past?"
Xuan Ming fell silent.
He had never thought about the issue from this perspective. He had always thought he was protecting them and maintaining a pure relationship. He hadn't expected that this 'protection' was, to some extent, a cruel 'deprivation.'
"Now, you've finally laid down your burden and are finally willing to open your heart to accept us."
Bibi Dong leaned in close, her warm breath brushing against his face. "Once that thousand-year accumulation of craving breaks the dam, do you think it can be calmed so easily?"
"Stop dreaming."
Bibi Dong poked his chest. "After you've rested enough in the God Realm, go down and satisfy them a few more times. This state of hunger should slowly improve. But if you want them to completely cool down and return to that steady, calm state..."
She held up a finger and wagged it in front of Xuan Ming.
"It will take at least a few thousand more years."
"A few thousand years?!" Xuan Ming looked bewildered.
"What? You think that's too long?"
Bibi Dong gave a soft snort, lay back down on the bed, pulled the covers over herself, and turned her back to Xuan Ming. "Who told you to be so greedy back then and provoke so many people? Since you provoked them, you have to take responsibility to the end."
"This is a debt you owe; pay it back slowly."
Xuan Ming looked at Bibi Dong's graceful silhouette from behind, then at the vast and luxurious divine palace, and finally could only let out a long sigh.
"Does this... count as reaping what I sowed?"
He shook his head helplessly, then also lay down, gently hugging Bibi Dong from behind.
"Fine."
Xuan Ming closed his eyes, feeling the real warmth in his arms.
"A few thousand years it is."
"Anyway... we have plenty of time."
"As long as you don't complain about this old ox breaking the field from over-plowing."
Bibi Dong's body trembled slightly, and she immediately turned around, burrowing into his arms to find a comfortable position, a satisfied smile curling her lips.
"Go to sleep."
"Tonight... I'll let you off."
...Spirit Star, Dragon Domain Core.
This was the place with the densest Spiritual Qi on the entire planet and the habitat of the New Dragon Clan. Deep within those continuous Dragon Mountains, there was a mysterious valley shrouded in seven-colored auspicious clouds.
That was the place where the Auspicious Beast, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, was in secluded cultivation.
Ever since Xuan Ming ran off to the Void Realm to condense his God Position decades ago, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion had been sleeping here. She could have actually become a god long ago, but she was unwilling. In her logic, becoming a god was for the sake of going to the God Realm to find Xuan Ming; if Xuan Ming wasn't in the God Realm, then what was the point of her becoming a god?
Better to just sleep.