Chapter 230: Ah Yin: A-Qing is Different! Bibi Dong: Wait for me~
Chapter 230: Ah Yin: A-Qing is Different! Bibi Dong: Wait for me~
Just then, the notification sound from the Chat Group broke the brief silence.
[Bingbing]: Yo, could it be that someone is eyeing that 100,000 yearsBlue Silver Emperor’s spirit ring?
Ice Empress’s message popped up.
Her tone was thick with sarcasm and cynicism.
Even through the screen, one could imagine the playful, mocking expression on her cold and elegant face.
Between the lines, she was implying that Lin Qingmo had ulterior motives.
Ah Yin’s leaves instantly tensed up.
She stared at the chat interface, a surge of anger rising in her heart.
How could this person be like this?
Talking nonsense when she doesn’t understand anything!
A-Qing is not that kind of person!
She wouldn’t allow anyone to speak of A-Qing like that.
But before she could type, a new message appeared in the group.
[Snow Empress]: Bingbing, don’t talk nonsense.
Snow Empress’s message was concise and clear, but her tone carried an unquestionable authority, directly putting a stop to Ice Empress’s sarcasm.
[Daddy Douluo]: I’m just going over to take a look. If Ah Yin’s condition is stable, I plan to take her away.
[Daddy Douluo]: When I go to hunt for my fifth spirit ring, I’ll return her to the Blue Silver Forest along the way. In the Blue Silver Forest, Ah Yin should be able to recover faster.
The moment she saw these words, Ah Yin was stunned.
Crystal clear dew suddenly condensed on her leaves.
One drop, two drops, slowly sliding down the leaf veins and dripping into the spring water below, creating small ripples.
Those were her tears.
She had stayed in that dark, sunless valley for over ten years.
There was no sunlight, no others of her kind, only cold rocks and endless loneliness.
Tang Hao had transplanted her there, saying it was for her protection.
But in those ten-plus years, she was like a hidden object, forgotten in a corner, with no one caring for her.
No one had ever thought that she wanted to go back to the Blue Silver Forest, back to her own kin.
She wanted to feel the scent of the Blue Silver Grass swaying in the wind across the mountains.
Only A-Qing.
Only he thought about sending her home.
Ah Yin’s heart felt as if it had been struck hard by something; it was sour yet warm, and she was moved beyond words.
Her leaves trembled gently, conveying endless emotions.
She could now be one hundred percent certain that A-Qing was absolutely not like Tang Hao, plotting for her spirit ring and Spirit Bone.
He truly cared for her.
He truly treated her as an independent individual, a life with feelings, a sense of belonging, and desires.
Not as a ’tool’ that could provide a spirit ring and Spirit Bone.
Even if... even if he really needed her spirit ring...
Ah Yin’s leaves swayed gently as she thought silently to herself.
"If one day A-Qing really needs it, I am willing to give it."
"A-Qing is worth it."
She murmured softly, and another drop of dew condensed on her leaf.
Those were tears of gratitude.
...
Spirit Hall.
Inside the Supreme Pontiff Palace, the atmosphere was so heavy it was almost palpable.
Bibi Dong sat upon the towering Supreme Pontiff’s throne.
Dressed in a black Supreme Pontiff robe embroidered with complex patterns in gold thread, it glinted coldly under the candlelight.
She exuded a freezing pressure that lowered the temperature of the entire hall by several degrees.
Her finger tapped lightly on the armrest of the throne, once, then again, the rhythm slow yet oppressive.
She listened expressionlessly to the report from Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo below.
"Your Holiness, following your orders, we ambushed and besieged Tang Hao together with Dugu Bo."
Chrysanthemum Douluo lowered his head, his voice cautious, as fine beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.
"He was severely injured and his body was corroded by Dugu Bo’s lethal poison. In the end, he jumped off a cliff."
"Jumping from such a height while being heavily injured, there is a high probability... he is already dead."
"High probability?"
Bibi Dong’s voice was faint, yet it carried a bone-chilling coldness.
Those two words spat from her mouth like ice needles, stabbing deeply into the hearts of Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo’s bodies instantly tensed; they didn’t even dare to breathe too loudly.
"Yue Guan, Gui Mei."
Bibi Dong’s gaze swept over the two of them, filled with deep dissatisfaction.
"You have followed me for so many years. Do you not know that what I want is a certain result, not a ’probability’?"
Tang Hao.
This name was a thorn in her side.
He was the greatest threat to A-Qing.
As long as he existed, she could not be at peace.
A man like Tang Hao had a stubborn life; how could she let the matter rest based on a mere ’high probability of death’?
Back then, Qian Xunji had led several Titled Douluo to besiege him and failed to kill him, only to be killed in return.
With such a person, how could she be at ease without seeing the corpse with her own eyes?
"Your subordinates admit our fault!"
The cold sweat on Chrysanthemum Douluo’s forehead increased.
"It’s just that the cliff was bottomless. We sent people down to search, but have not found the body yet."
"But with those injuries and that poison, a normal person absolutely could not survive..."
"A normal person?"
Bibi Dong interrupted him with a cold sneer: "Is Tang Hao a normal person?"
"Uh..."
Chrysanthemum Douluo was momentarily speechless.
Just then, Bibi Dong’s gaze suddenly froze.
The Chat Group interface popped up in front of her, and she happened to see the message sent by Lin Qingmo.
Hunting for a fifth spirit ring?
Bibi Dong’s eyes instantly lit up.
The dissatisfaction and hostility in her heart earlier seemed to be hit by a beam of light, dissipating significantly in an instant.
The corners of her mouth unconsciously curled into a very faint smile, and even the pressure around her softened considerably.
"A-Qing is about to Breakthrough to level fifty?"
She thought to herself, her fingertip lightly tracing the armrest.
This child’s talent is truly astonishing.
It hasn’t been long, and he’s already reaching level fifty.
Very soon.
Bibi Dong snapped back to reality and waved her hand, her tone returning to its previous coldness as she addressed the two Douluo below.
"You may leave."
"Investigate thoroughly. I want to see a person if alive, or a corpse if dead. If I find out Tang Hao is still alive—"
She paused, her gaze like a blade.
"—you know the consequences."
"Yes, Your Holiness!"
Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo felt as if they had been granted a grand amnesty. They hurriedly bowed and retreated, their pace twice as fast as when they arrived, not daring to say another word.
The hall fell silent.
Only Bibi Dong remained, leaning against the Supreme Pontiff’s throne.
The candlelight flickered, casting shifting shadows across her face.
She looked at Lin Qingmo’s avatar in the Chat Group, the smile on her lips growing wider and her eyes softening.
She was like a completely different person from the cold Supreme Pontiff just a moment ago.
Since A-Qing is breaking through to level fifty, she could go find him in her capacity as his master.
Bibi Dong’s finger tapped lightly on the armrest, her mind already beginning to calculate.
"It’s a good chance to go see him and check on his Cultivation progress. And while I’m at it... check on A-Qing’s physical health."
She recalled how Lin Qingmo looked the last time she saw him—those clear eyes, that vigorous vitality, and his defenseless closeness to her.
Her heart couldn’t help but speed up, and she slightly pressed her legs together.
However, at the thought of those young girls hovering around Lin Qingmo, Bibi Dong’s gaze cooled by several degrees.
Especially that one called Xiao Wu.
That 100,000 yearsSoft Bones Rabbit.
Disguised in human form, pestering A-Qing every day, calling him ’A-Qing’ this and ’A-Qing’ that.
She could feel that flirtatious energy even through the Chat Group.
"Truly an eyesore."
Bibi Dong snorted coldly in her heart.
She tapped on the chat interface and sent a message out.
[The Pope Herself]: @Daddy Douluo, A-Qing, you’re going to hunt for your fifth spirit ring? When do you plan to go to the Star Dou Great Forest?
She needed to know his itinerary.
Currently, that old fellow Qian Daoliu’s surveillance of her had increased, and she couldn’t leave Spirit City frequently.
She had to arrange the time in advance to avoid those eyes and ears.
[Daddy Douluo]: Hard to say.
[Daddy Douluo]: Regarding the Breakthrough to level fifty, it could be as fast as one or two months, or as slow as several months.
Bibi Dong frowned slightly looking at this reply.
One or two months...
She silently calculated the time in her head, beginning to plan how to arrange her itinerary.
How to avoid Qian Daoliu’s surveillance.
How to see A-Qing without arousing suspicion.
"A-Qing, wait for me~"
(End of Chapter)
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