Chapter 62: Bibi Dong Is Too Beautiful, Xu Yan Helps Her Relieve Fatigue!

Chapter 62: Bibi Dong is too beautiful, Xu Yan helps her ease her fatigue!

After a long conversation, everyone cast aside their previous prejudices and considered their relationships mended.

Along the way, Hu Liena had put in a good word for him.

Xu Yan’s identity as the Holy Son and Hu Liena’s as the Holy Maiden were now firmly established in everyone’s minds.

To them, the Holy Son and Holy Maiden seemed like a perfect match.

Zhang Ping could already picture the day when the Spirit Hall truly unified the mainland and established a powerful empire.

These two would probably walk down the aisle together.

At that moment, Zhang Ping seemed to be completely shipping Xu Yan and Hu Liena.

After everyone had left, Hu Liena’s pretty face flushed slightly, and she looked a little intoxicated with alcohol.

She turned to Xu Yan and said softly, "Xiaoyan... What are your plans for the future?"

Looking at Hu Liena’s slightly drunken state, Xu Yan smiled and said, "I will accept all of Teacher's arrangements."

Hu Liena thought about it, found it reasonable, and nodded. "Alright, I support you. I will be well-prepared for this Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament. I hope you won't let me down in the final showdown."

Xu Yan nodded, quickly stepping forward to steady her by the arm. "Rest assured, Senior Sister, I certainly won't let you down. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Hu Liena stumbled a step, regained her footing, and seemed to clear her mind a little.

"I'm leaving now."

With that, Hu Liena didn't forget to turn around and plant a kiss on Xu Yan’s cheek before turning to leave.

Watching Hu Liena depart, Xu Yan smiled with a helpless shrug.

Before long, Chrysanthemum Douluo appeared in the grand hall, bowed respectfully to Xu Yan, and said, "Your Holiness the Holy Son, Her Grace the Supreme Pontiff summons you."

"Very well, I understand."

Xu Yan nodded.

Chrysanthemum Douluo bowed slightly to Xu Yan with a smile on his face and then departed.

After tidying himself up, Xu Yan washed his face, rinsed his mouth, and straightened his collar before stepping outside.

In the spacious hall of Bibi Dong’s chambers, Bibi Dong seemed to have just finished dealing with some matters and was lazily leaning against the sofa.

Her eyes were closed, and her brows were slightly furrowed, making her look utterly exhausted.

Perhaps only in private could one ever witness her like this.

Usually, within the Pontiff's Palace, she was the supreme Pontiff high above, existing like a queen, and would never reveal such a vulnerable state.

Soon, led by Chrysanthemum Douluo, Xu Yan arrived.

Bibi Dong did not open her eyes, but the fatigue previously lingering on her face had already vanished entirely.

"Your Grace the Supreme Pontiff, His Holiness the Holy Son has arrived," reported Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Bibi Dong kept her eyes closed and waved her hand dismissively.

After Chrysanthemum Douluo withdrew, Xu Yan walked before Bibi Dong, gazing quite calmly at her at that moment. She possessed a breathtaking, stunning beauty—noble, elegant, and serene.

Her fair skin and near-perfect features made her appear utterly unique, and every flattering adjective seemed suited for this woman.

Though she was no longer in her youth, the passage of time and the weight of years seemed to have left no trace upon her exquisite countenance.

"Teacher!" Xu Yan called out.

"Have you smoothed things over with those people?" Bibi Dong asked indifferently, bypassing any pleasantries.

"Yes, they have completely accepted me," Xu Yan replied.

"Very well, well done. As expected, I didn't misjudge you." Bibi Dong smiled gently, then slowly opened her eyes.

Xu Yan happened to lift his gaze, meeting Bibi Dong’s beautiful eyes, which were as clear as if they contained a vast, boundless ocean of stars.

It made one want to step into her world and explore the wondrous depths of her inner mind.

These were eyes that could speak.

"Thank you for your trust, Teacher." Xu Yan snapped back to his senses and hastily bowed.

"Xiaoyan... you seem much more reserved now?" Bibi Dong said gently.

"Teacher, it is because today, seeing your pampering and trust in me within the Holy Son's Palace, you bestowed upon me supreme glory. For the very first time, I felt my spine straighten with such pride," Xu Yan said with utmost earnestness.

He would say whatever sounded pleasing to the ear.

"Everything is a gift from Teacher. Now, my heart and soul belong entirely to Teacher." Xu Yan almost added, *And my body is yours as well.*

After all, he had said the exact same thing to Hu Liena.

"You little rascal, you certainly know how to sweet-talk. Since you are now the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, you must act in ways befitting your status. Your current task is to strive to improve yourself and not let me down."

Bibi Dong said indifferently.

Xu Yan nodded and bowed respectfully. "Rest assured, Teacher, this disciple will never let you down."

"Good. Since that is the case, you may withdraw for now. Tomorrow, go to Demonic Douluo's place and practice for a bit,"

Bibi Dong instructed. "Following that, I will personally guide you and Nana. Afterwards, you must each go down and avoid laziness. The finals are merely a small part of the grand plan. There will be heavier responsibilities entrusted to you by your teacher in the future."

"Understood," Xu Yan replied.

Bibi Dong acknowledged with a hum and closed her eyes once more.

Then, Xu Yan asked, "Teacher, you appear terribly exhausted. Would you allow me to help you relax? I gained some insights during my recent expedition outside, and I learned a rather formidable set of massage techniques. Would you care to try..."

Bibi Dong opened her eyes, looked at Xu Yan’s seemingly eager expression, pondered for a moment, and responded softly, "Very well."

Seeing that Bibi Dong had agreed, Xu Yan immediately stepped forward, rubbed his hands together behind her, and then gently reached out to massage her delicate shoulders.

Kneading, pressing, and rubbing with just the right amount of pressure, Bibi Dong immediately felt it was quite pleasant.

Although spiritual exhaustion could not simply be rubbed away, this still provided a measure of physical relaxation.

She closed her eyes to enjoy it and murmured, "You little rascal, where did you learn this?"

"I picked it up in a small place, hardly anything sophisticated. But as long as it eases Teacher's fatigue, that is enough,"

Xu Yan replied.

"Mm, it's acceptable... though you seem to have forgotten that I am a soul master. As long as I am not engaging in combat or consuming soul power, my physical body does not grow weary," Bibi Dong remarked indifferently.

"Ah, I know. This is spiritual fatigue, Teacher. Just wait for me."

"I have a way..."

Xu Yan abruptly turned and left.

Bibi Dong was puzzled as to what he was up to.

Before long, Xu Yan walked back in, carrying a zither.

Looking at Xu Yan in confusion, Bibi Dong asked, "What is this for?"

Xu Yan explained, "This disciple had the fortune of visiting Yuexuan and learned to play the zither. If Teacher does not mind, I can play a lullaby to help put your mind and body at ease."

Bibi Dong had not expected Xu Yan to possess such talents. She remarked, "It seems being away from the Spirit Hall has given you quite a bit of tempering."

"Indeed, I have learned to control my spiritual power and calm my state of mind. Teacher, would you be willing to give it a try?" Xu Yan asked.

At that, Bibi Dong stood up and softly replied, "Alright."