Chapter 114: Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong’s Personal Inspection, Blue Silver Thunder Anthem
Chapter 114: Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong’s Personal Inspection, Blue Silver Thunder Anthem
Lin Qingmo was full of imaginings about using the Lightning Tribulation to increase the age of his spirit rings.
"No."
Bibi Dong’s face darkened.
Her tone was resolute, giving Lin Qingmo no chance to object.
"This sort of thing must wait until I can confirm that the Lightning Tribulation is absolutely harmless to you."
"Come here. I must examine your body carefully. A Lightning Tribulation is no joking matter. If any hidden injuries are left behind, they will affect your future Foundation."
Before she had even finished speaking, she had already reached out and pulled Lin Qingmo over.
Her slightly cool and soft fingers, carrying an unquestionable strength, pressed directly onto Lin Qingmo’s bare arm. They then followed the lines of his muscles, sliding toward his chest and back... Wherever her fingertips passed, strands of spirit power permeated, carefully probing every flow of spirit power and potential damage within his body.
"Wait, Master, I..."
Only then did Lin Qingmo completely snap back from the ecstasy of his spirit ring’s advancement.
He belatedly realized a fatal problem—
That Lightning Tribulation just now had blasted him until he looked like a freshly baked sweet potato; his entire outfit had been reduced to ashes.
He was currently meeting her in true’sincerity’—completely naked!
Being inspected by Bibi Dong at such close range, with no barriers at all.
A strong sense of shame rushed to the top of his head with a ’boom,’ and his cheeks instantly became hot enough to fry an egg.
"Master, I... I really feel fine!"
He tried to make a final struggle, his voice even changing pitch slightly.
Especially when Bibi Dong finished checking his torso and her gaze seemed to naturally move to inspect other areas.
Lin Qingmo felt as if his soul was about to fly away from fright.
"That... that won’t be necessary, Master. I think it’s definitely fine!"
He scrambled to cover himself, his face turning so red it looked like it might drip blood.
"Shut up."
Bibi Dong looked up, her cold purple eyes sweeping over him. The dominance in that look caused him to instantly lose his steam.
"I said, I must carefully check your body for hidden injuries."
Her tone was flat, yet it carried the unique, irresistible majesty of the Supreme Pontiff.
"A Spirit Master’s body is a whole. Any minute damage could become an obstacle to a Breakthrough in the future, or even cause a backlash against yourself."
"Do you really want to ruin your future because of a moment’s shame?"
She spoke with such open and upright conviction.
"I..."
The logic was sound.
But coming from his master’s mouth, combined with the current situation, why did it feel so... strange!
Lin Qingmo was left speechless by her words and the sharp gaze beneath her mask. His Aura withered by half.
He could only steel himself and, with extreme reluctance, slowly move his hands away.
It was over. This was a scene of total social death!
He only wished a crack would open in the ground right now so he could crawl inside.
However, this was merely the beginning of his’suffering’.
Bibi Dong inspected him with extraordinary seriousness—or rather, with a meticulousness that made Lin Qingmo’s scalp tingle.
And what made him want to self-destruct on the spot even more was that, in this situation of extreme awkwardness...
He very unhelpfully stood tall and erect.
"Hmm?"
Bibi Dong was taken aback.
The air seemed to freeze for a fraction of a second.
Bibi Dong’s movements paused slightly. A flicker of an inscrutable, strange emotion flashed through her eyes so quickly it seemed like an illusion.
Immediately after, her expression returned to normal, and she even said in an even flatter tone: "No need to be nervous. This is normal. It actually proves that there is nothing wrong with your bodily functions."
"Ah?"
Lin Qingmo was already dazed, his brain completely overloaded.
What exactly did his master mean by that?
Before his stalled brain could process this explosive information, something even more soul-shattering happened.
Bibi Dong actually nodded slightly and said in a tone as if discussing academic research:
"Looking at it alone, it is very healthy, with no obvious signs of damage. However, whether specific functions have been affected by the Lightning Tribulation requires further verification."
Functional verification?
Lin Qingmo swallowed hard with non-existent saliva, his dry throat letting out a ’gulp’ sound.
Master... surely you don’t mean what I think you mean?
As soon as this terrifying thought emerged, he saw Bibi Dong put it into action.
!!!
Lin Qingmo’s pupils shook, and the blood in his entire body seemed to rush to his head in an instant.
The next half hour (perhaps longer, as Lin Qingmo had completely lost all concept of time).
To Lin Qingmo, it was simply like a bizarre, surreal, and phantasmagoric dream.
He stood in place like a stiff puppet, every muscle in his body taut.
His mind was a blank; he couldn’t think and could only passively undergo Bibi Dong’s testing.
His whole being was in disarray.
Who am I? Where am I? What just happened?
Could this be a side effect of absorbing the spirit ring, causing me to have some incredible hallucination?
How could Master... is there something wrong with how this plot is unfolding?!
This is even more ridiculous than absorbing a ten-thousand-year spirit ring above one’s level!
Bibi Dong took in the wonderful expression on his face—a mixture of shock, bashfulness, daze, and questioning his own life.
A faint, successful smile flashed deep within her eyes for a split second, but her surface returned to seriousness.
She cleared her throat and said in a deadpan, concluding tone:
"The inspection is complete. The conclusion is that not only did your body not suffer any hidden injuries from the Lightning Tribulation, but under the tempering of the lightning power, your overall quality has significantly improved."
She paused, her gaze pointedly sweeping over Lin Qingmo, who had just undergone the ’rigorous testing,’ and added:
"Especially the endurance and recovery in certain aspects; the degree of improvement is quite considerable."
"This will be very beneficial for you in facing more intense battles in the future, or... other high-load activities."
"...???"
Literal question marks were practically sprouting from the top of Lin Qingmo’s head.
Endurance improved?
High-load activities?
Master, what on earth are you talking about!
Why do I understand every single word, yet when they’re put together, they make me feel so flustered!
He felt like a potato being slowly roasted over a fire—cooked through inside and out, and even sizzling with smoke.
"Alright, stop daydreaming."
Bibi Dong very naturally ended this inspection session that had left her ’physically and mentally pleased,’ as if that little interlude had never happened.
She brought the topic back on track, asking, "Tell me about your fourth spirit skill."
"This peculiar Spirit Beast, the Thunderous Hell Vine, is not simple, and neither is the growth-type spirit ring it bestowed. Presumably, the spirit skill it gave you won’t be simple either."
At the mention of the spirit skill.
Lin Qingmo’s thoughts, which had been battered into pieces, were finally forcibly pulled back.
Right, right, right, Spirit Ability! Business!
He quickly suppressed the mess in his heart and focused his attention on the power he had just acquired.
Compared to pondering the deep meaning behind his master’s abnormal behavior today, studying a new skill provided a bit more of a sense of security.
He took a deep breath, circulating his spirit power as the black light of his fourth spirit ring flickered slightly.
A stream of information naturally surfaced in his mind.
The Spirit Ability bestowed upon him by the now thirty-thousand-year Thunderous Hell Vinespirit ring was called ’Blue Silver Thunder Anthem’!
(End of Chapter)
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