Chapter 386: Master, You Are Acting Weird! That’s Right, I Like You So Much I Want to Eat You.
Chapter 386: Master, You Are Acting Weird! That’s Right, I Like You So Much I Want to Eat You.
On the bed.
Two people.
The distance was so close they could count each other’s eyelashes.
Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong’s purple pupils suddenly constricted, like a hibernating fox whose den had been suddenly uncovered; panic, shock, and disbelief surged up in the same instant.
How did A-Qing wake up?
Impossible. Even a Spirit Saint would remain unconscious for several hours after that.
She had confirmed it repeatedly, and every time it had been foolproof.
But at this moment, Lin Qingmo’s bright black eyes were staring straight at her.
Then she saw the thing in his hand—the silver mask.
On it were engraved the two characters "Eastern Emperor" that she had carved with her own hands.
Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong’s blood froze instantly.
The mask had been removed!
The face had been seen!
The identity had been exposed!
These three thoughts exploded in her mind at the speed of a Spirit Ability attack, leaving her brain completely blank.
Her first reaction was to make Lin Qingmo pass out again, then flee the scene herself, and later find a way to weave a lie.
Just as she gathered her spirit power, before she could release it, Lin Qingmo spoke.
"Master."
He looked at her, his eyes complex, but his tone was very calm: "Don’t hide it from me anymore."
Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong’s heart skipped a beat.
He knew?!
Did he recognize me as the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong?!
What would he say next?
Would he demand to know why she used a fake identity to approach him?
Would he suspect that everything over these past few years was a conspiracy by the Spirit Hall?
Would he look at her with that gaze reserved for enemies?
Her fingers curled tightly under the quilt, her nails almost embedding into her palms.
Then Lin Qingmo said the second half of his sentence, "I just saw it with my own eyes, everything you did to me, Sister Donghuang."
Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong: "..."
Wait... Sister Donghuang?
She froze for a moment, forgetting all her emotional management at that instant.
This form of address made Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong realize that A-Qing hadn’t recognized her at all!
He had seen her face, but he didn’t know that this face was the face of the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong.
Thinking about it carefully, that was true.
Her contact with A-Qing had always been conducted under the identity of "Eastern Emperor Douluo", and she had never appeared before him as the Supreme Pontiff.
Moreover, A-Qing had never been to Spirit City, nor had he attended any high-level occasions that required the Supreme Pontiff to attend in person.
He didn’t know what the Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong looked like at all.
Thinking of this, Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong’s heart, which had almost jumped out of her throat, slowly fell back into her chest.
She could even feel the cold sweat that had seeped out on her back a moment ago.
Fortunately, their information was asymmetrical.
However, a new problem immediately popped up.
"You said... you saw it?"
There was a trace of nervousness in Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong’s voice that she hadn’t even noticed herself.
"You were clearly knocked unconscious by me."
Now, Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong began to throw caution to the wind.
As long as Lin Qingmo didn’t suspect that she was Bibi Dong, it would be fine.
"Sigh..."
Lin Qingmo let out a sigh. It was a very long, long sigh.
"Sister Donghuang, you did indeed knock me unconscious. My body was comatose, unable to move, and I couldn’t open my eyes."
"But my Spirit, that Blue Silver Life-Death Tree, it automatically operated within my spiritual sea, preserving my consciousness."
He paused, his tone becoming extremely complex.
"In other words, although my body was unconscious, my Spirit was awake, and my perception was online the whole time."
"Every single thing you did to me, every action, every sound..."
"Enough." Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong interrupted him. Lin Qingmo instantly fell silent.
"..."
The room was quiet again.
If one were to measure Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong’s blood pressure now, it would probably blow up a Spirit guidance blood pressure monitor instantly.
She lowered her head, looking at the bedsheets, her own fingers, the moon outside the window; in short, she just wouldn’t look at Lin Qingmo.
The prestigious Pope of the Spirit Hall, Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong, had her emotional management completely collapse at this moment.
The roots of her ears, hidden under her black robe, were burning red, though it wasn’t obvious because the moonlight was dim.
A miscalculation!
A huge miscalculation!
All these years she had treated that technique as a perfect tool for crime.
She hadn’t expected such a change to occur after Lin Qingmo’s second Spirit evolution.
Forget it, now was not the time to think about this.
They were silent for a long time.
So long that Lin Qingmo thought she would directly use a Spirit Ability to level this hotel and then flee.
Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong finally raised her head.
The panic and discomfort from just a moment ago were forcibly suppressed by her, replaced by a calm of resignation.
It was like a gambler pushing their last chips onto the gambling table, clean and decisive, leaving no way out.
Anyway, the mask had been removed, the matter had been exposed, and she didn’t want to pretend anymore.
She had been pretending for several years, and it was tiring.
"What do you want to ask?"
Her voice returned to calmness, so calm it was even a bit cold.
But this indifference wasn’t directed at Lin Qingmo, but rather at her own sense of shame,
"Do you want to know why your Master did this kind of thing? Or is it simply anger and hatred?"
She stared into Lin Qingmo’s eyes, her tone like she was stating a case that had nothing to do with her.
"Whether you want to say your Master is disgusting, hold me in contempt, or think I am an unbearable madwoman—just say it directly."
After finishing, her gaze locked onto Lin Qingmo without flinching or avoiding, as if waiting for a verdict.
But Lin Qingmo’s expression made her freeze.
He had no anger, no disgust, and even less of the disillusionment she had imagined, the "So my respected Master is a beast" realization.
He just smiled bitterly and said: "Sister Donghuang, what are you talking about."
Lin Qingmo scratched the back of his head, a gesture that made Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong hallucinate a younger Lin Qingmo.
"You are my Master, after all."
"When I was six years old and didn’t even have a spirit ring, you took me in, trained me, and even found Immortal Herbs for me."
"Without Sister Donghuang, there would be no me today."
"I hate you? What position do I have to hate you?"
Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong’s eyelashes trembled.
"Besides."
Lin Qingmo looked away, his voice lowered a little, and his ears were also dyed with a suspicious layer of red.
"Sister Donghuang, you are both beautiful and powerful. This kind of thing... how should I put it, from an objective perspective, it seems I am not the one on the losing end."
He regretted saying this sentence immediately.
This sounded as if he were implying something.
But the words were already out, and he could only bite the bullet and continue.
"I just don’t quite understand."
He touched his nose: "Sister Donghuang, why do you want to do this."
"..." Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong didn’t speak, just quietly looked at him.
Under the moonlight, some kind of burning emotion surged in her purple eyes, as if ignited by something.
What Lin Qingmo didn’t notice was that Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong’s expression was changing.
The previous nervousness and shame were fading bit by bit, replaced by a deeper, more burning light.
His reflection was mirrored in those beautiful purple pupils, as if looking at a treasure that had been lost and regained.
A-Qing like this... so cute!
Too cute!
So cute that she wanted to—
No, that wouldn’t do.
Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong pinched her own thigh under the quilt, forcibly suppressing that urge to pounce on him again.
She had already lost control once just now.
Now that they had finally opened up, she couldn’t make the same mistake again.
But in the current atmosphere, she needed to tell him something.
Although she couldn’t reveal her identity.
At least, let him know of the existence of this affection.
"A-Qing." Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong spoke.
"Hm?" Lin Qingmo stopped his rambling and looked up at her.
Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong took a deep breath and stared at him with a serious expression he had never seen before.
The moonlight plated her long deep purple hair with a silver edge, making her look both holy and dangerous.
"I like you."
"The kind of like where I want to eat you up completely!"
"?" Lin Qingmo was stunned.
(End of Chapter)
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