Chapter 3 Rainy Night, Bibi Dong.
Rainy Night, Wuhun City.
Due to the arrival of night and the inclement weather, this once bustling city had fallen silent early in the morning, with only a few scattered lights flickering in the streets of taverns and inns.
At this moment, a series of "patter, patter" footsteps suddenly echoed from a dark and quiet alley.
As the footsteps drew closer, a figure emerged from the alleyway.
He wore a long black robe and a hood, obscuring his face.
However, the faint soul power emanating from him indicated that this person was a noble soul master from the Douluo Continent.
However, this soul master was slightly hunched over, and his robes were tattered, showing signs of being cut by a sharp weapon, with bright red blood seeping out from within, indicating that he was not in good condition.
"Huff! Huff!"
He breathed heavily, then looked up at the street with its few remaining lights and pulled down his hood.
The dim light illuminated his face, gradually revealing his features.
It was an extremely young face, with red lips, white teeth, and striking features; he was quite handsome.
It was Chen Yao.
Looking at Chen Yao's closed face, it didn't show the sickly pallor of someone injured; instead, it had an eerie ruddy color.
At this moment, Chen Yao's face twisted slightly. He gritted his teeth, spat, and cursed under his breath.
"Damn it, that old bastard! You didn't put poison on the knife, but on 'I Love a Piece of Firewood'? You guys who throw hidden weapons all deserve to die!"
Chen Yao looked at the series of antidotes in his hand, feeling like crying.
Clearly, the antidotes he had prepared for his travels were for poisons; "I Love a Piece of Firewood" wasn't among them.
He had never expected that someone would actually use "I Love a Piece of Firewood" as poison.
But it had to be said, the effect was truly remarkable.
This almost led to Chen Yao's downfall. During his encounter with the old man, Chen Yao was consumed by passion and his soul power became unstable, making even his soul skills unpredictable and unreliable.
Although Chen Yao ultimately managed to defeat the aging and weakened old man thanks to his youth and the unique nature of his martial soul, he was still in a bad state.
"That was a really underhanded move! Looks like I'll have to be prepared next time!"
Chen Yao thought to himself, then quickly looked around. Finding no familiar signs with suggestive lighting on the buildings, his gaze turned to despair.
"The people of Martial Soul City really don't know how to do business. There aren't even any brothels on the outskirts. Don't the common people here deserve cheap love?"
Finally, with nowhere to vent his anger, he could only turn his gaze to a rather shabby-looking inn nearby and walk towards it dejectedly.
Now he could only hope that the cold bath he'd heard about in novels, which supposedly relieved his burning desire, was real.
...
Entering the inn, what immediately caught Chen Yao's eye was a "female behemoth" that nearly filled the entire reception desk, chewing on something unidentified, its face oozing grease—enough to fill a whole 2L oil drum!
Miraculously, upon seeing this behemoth, Chen Yao's lust subsided considerably.
"Oh~ if a cold shower doesn't work, maybe staring at this lady all night will be more effective!"
Chen Yao was somewhat relieved to have found another way to relieve himself.
Of course, unless absolutely necessary, he didn't want to humiliate himself like that.
Trembling, he took a silver soul coin from his pocket and tossed it onto the counter.
Ignoring the intense gaze emanating from the "female behemoth's" cloudy eyes, Chen Yao took the room key and stumbled upstairs.
...
Meanwhile, in a room in the inn's attic, a young girl was leaning against the edge of the bed.
The young woman was beautiful, with delicate features, arched eyebrows, and fair, jade-like skin. A touch of childlike innocence made her resemble a newly blossoming flower, breathtakingly beautiful.
Her long, flowing violet hair cascaded down her face, giving her an air of nobility that contrasted sharply with the simple decor of the surrounding room.
If an outsider were present, they would be astonished to discover that the woman in this humble inn was none other than one of the most distinguished figures in Wuhun City—the
Holy Maiden of the Wuhun Hall, Bibi Dong!
At this moment, however, Bibi Dong, despite being the Holy Maiden, seemed restless. Her slender, jade-like hands rested awkwardly on her knees, and her bright, amethyst-like eyes revealed a deep sorrow.
Her gaze frequently drifted towards the door, as if waiting for someone.
Today, due to the conflict in the restaurant, she had revealed her strength, and in doing so, her identity.
This led to her relationship with a certain useless Soul Master being discovered by her teacher, Qian Xunji, the current Lord of the Spirit Hall.
Upon learning this, Qian Xunji was furious, sealing her power and confining her to the Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong knew she couldn't disobey her master's orders, but her heart still belonged to Yu Xiaogang. So, she risked everything to escape from the Spirit Hall, wanting to say a final goodbye to Yu Xiaogang and see him one last time.
Moreover, to avoid being discovered, Bibi Dong deliberately chose this inn near the slums.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a collision sound came from outside the door, startling Bibi Dong, who was slightly lost in thought.
She then sensed the undisguised aura of level 19 Soul Power
outside the door, almost identical to the level of that useless theoretical Soul Master.
She quickly got out of bed and asked...
"Xiao Gang, is that you?"
Outside the door, Chen Yao, stumbling and somewhat delirious, suddenly heard a melodious female voice, like a thirsty traveler in the desert finding a spring of sweet water.
Chen Yao instantly ran to the door from which the voice came.
Although the voice seemed somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it not long ago, he was consumed by lust and couldn't think straight.
"Yes, Xiao Gang, it's me, Xiao Gang!"
Chen Yao responded hoarsely to the woman's call, his hand still twisting the doorknob.
"You're not Xiao Gang?! Who are you?!"
Bibi Dong realized the voice outside wasn't her beloved's and instantly became alert, her hands clenching tightly, her heart pounding with anxiety.
In the past, she wouldn't have reacted this way, as her strength could handle most troubles.
But now, her strength was sealed, she couldn't mobilize any soul power, and she couldn't even defeat an ordinary person.
Moreover, this time, she had sneaked out without the Spirit Hall's knowledge, without anyone to protect her.
Lacking any confidence, a flicker of fear crossed Bibi Dong's heart as she faced the unknown person outside.
"I'm not Xiao Gang? Fine, then I'm Da Gang!"
A lewd laugh drifted into the room, accompanied by the creaking sound of the door lock being twisted with tremendous force.
Bibi Dong's heart sank to the bottom. She looked around the room, unable to find a single weapon for self-defense.
"Bang!"
Finally, the old inn door couldn't stop the strong, level 19 young Soul Master.
The lock was broken, and a figure entered Bibi Dong's line of sight.
Although it wasn't the lewd drunkard Bibi Dong had imagined, it was none other than the Spirit Hall leader she had subdued during the conflict earlier that evening!
At the same time, Bibi Dong noticed the man's flushed cheeks and heavy breathing, vaguely understanding what had happened.
Although she hadn't experienced it herself, as the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, some guidance was essential to prevent the noble Holy Maiden from being caught off guard.
However, confirming this only deepened Bibi Dong's despair, because she knew that nothing could stop a man in this state.
Especially not someone like her, the most beautiful woman in Spirit City!
At this moment, in this room, there was no distinction of status between a down-on-his-luck low-level Soul Master and a noble Spirit Hall Saintess.
There was only a thirsty man and a stunningly beautiful woman!
Chen Yao, who had impatiently burst through the door, entered and saw Bibi Dong, her delicate body trembling, her brows furrowed, and her eyes fixed on him warily.
His eyes instantly lit up.
He couldn't help but mutter,
"Old Deng, now it seems I really have to thank you. Have a safe journey!"
Seeing that Chen Yao hadn't rushed over immediately, Bibi Dong breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed this man hadn't completely lost his mind. She quickly adopted a stern posture and spoke.
"I suggest you leave immediately, or you'll regret it!"
Hearing her voice, Chen Yao snapped back to reality, looking at Bibi Dong's serious yet beautiful face, then his gaze slid down to her graceful and alluring figure.
"I like this style!"
Chen Yao's lips curled into a smile, and he walked towards Bibi Dong.
Feeling Chen Yao's blatant gaze, Bibi Dong felt her skin burning, as if it were being pierced through, filling her with terror.
She instinctively backed away, only to bump into the bedpost, staggering and falling onto the bed behind her.
Now, with nowhere to retreat, Bibi Dong watched Chen Yao, his eyes bloodshot like a ravenous wolf, closing in on her.
Her serious expression finally crumbled, replaced by vulnerability and helplessness.
"You…you don't come any closer! Do you know I am…"
Bibi Dong cried out frantically, trying to reveal her identity and arouse Chen Yao's suspicion.
But Chen Yao paid no attention to what Bibi Dong was saying; before she could finish, he was already on the bed.
Looking at Chen Yao so close, feeling his heavy breathing slapping against her cheek, Bibi Dong felt utter despair.
She was about to resist desperately when she suddenly realized the man wasn't moving.
Raising her eyes slightly, she saw Chen Yao staring intently into them, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
"I just realized, your eyes are just like that bitch's today! Not bad, not bad!"
Bibi Dong naturally knew who Chen Yao was referring to as the bitch, and she was immediately enraged. No one had ever dared to speak to her like that before.
However, just as Bibi Dong's anger was reaching its peak, Chen Yao made another move.
He rummaged in his pocket and finally pulled out two gold soul coins, which he then threw onto Bibi Dong's beautiful face.
"A reward for you!"
The meaning of these two gold soul coins was self-evident, and coupled with Chen Yao's words, it was as if he considered her one of the lowest prostitutes, which made the proud Bibi Dong feel endless humiliation.
Instantly, Bibi Dong forgot her fear and burst into a tirade.
"Bastard, what do you take me for? Get out of here..."
But before she could finish speaking, Bibi Dong felt a sudden weight on her body, and everything went black.
What followed was a violent storm and an abyss of heaviness and darkness...
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(End of Chapter)