Gu Yuena was treating Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong's physical wounds had already been treated by Bi Ji.
The real problem lay in the trauma to her divine soul.
For a "god," the body was secondary—after all, after thousands or tens of thousands of years, physical vessels naturally fall into disuse.
With Gu Yuena's current power, she could only protect Bibi Dong's soul—there was no way to restore her immediately.
Bibi Dong was placed in another bedroom, and Zi Ji was assigned to take care of her.
Naturally, Zi Ji was unwilling, but she didn't dare to argue.
She could only accept the task.
The next morning, everyone else had left the house.
Bi Ji was tidying up the courtyard.
Zi Ji stared out the window at Bi Ji with resentment all over her face.
She had been away for two whole years—why did Bi Ji get to come back using some flimsy excuse?
Looking down, she saw Bibi Dong sleeping soundly in bed, her chest rising and falling gently.
"It's all your fault, showing off like that for no reason? You brought Bi Ji back here—and don't think I forgot how you once beat me up!"
Zi Ji ground her teeth, thinking of how the Rakshasa God (Bibi Dong) had once punished her.
Though Dan Heng had helped her get revenge afterward, the pain from that time still lingered in her memory.
Now that Bibi Dong was powerless…
Zi Ji's gaze began to change.
A mischievous smile spread across her lips.
She slipped her hand under Bibi Dong's blanket…
Moments later—
Maybe it was Zi Ji's movements that startled her awake.
Bibi Dong opened her eyes, her gaze clear and innocent.
There was no trace of adult emotion in her eyes.
She sat up, looked down at her body—her blanket slid off, revealing skin as white as mutton-fat jade.
A beautiful body, fully exposed to the air, dazzlingly white.
She wasn't wearing a single thread of clothing.
Zi Ji, holding a stack of clothes, turned around and saw Bibi Dong. A flash of surprise crossed her face.
She had been planning to toss the clothes aside and let Bibi Dong be embarrassed!
But she was already awake?
"Who are you…?"
"And who am I…?"
Bibi Dong tilted her head in confusion and looked at Zi Ji.
Her voice was innocent and childlike—despite her exposed body, she showed no hint of shame.
"!!!" Zi Ji froze for a second, then immediately realized:
Bibi Dong had lost her memory?!
She didn't even know who she was!
"I…"
Zi Ji's eyes flickered.
"You what? Why am I here?" Bibi Dong clutched her head, showing a pained expression.
She remembered nothing.
But her physical habits—her instincts—remained.
Looking at this room and the courtyard outside, she felt a sense of familiarity, as if this place was something she longed for and felt safe in.
"I… I'm your mother!" Zi Ji suddenly declared.
"???"
Bibi Dong's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Zi Ji.
She had no memories, but basic logic still functioned.
Zi Ji looked about the same age as her—how could she be her mother?
"Yes, I'm your mother! My sweet daughter, you're finally awake!"
Zi Ji sat beside the bed, showing a heartbroken expression, and hugged Bibi Dong tightly, patting her on the back.
"..." Bibi Dong didn't quite know how to react.
"My sweet girl, do you know how worried I was? I haven't slept a wink these past few days!"
Zi Ji wailed dramatically, trying to act like she was crying—but there wasn't a single tear on her face.
"You… you're lying to me!" Bibi Dong shoved Zi Ji away, her face full of suspicion.
Even without her memories, she wasn't stupid!
Zi Ji's tone and demeanor had no motherly affection.
If anything, she seemed to be enjoying the situation!
Zi Ji stumbled back, nearly falling, and a flicker of anger flashed in her eyes.
But she quickly sighed and shook her head:
"Why would I lie to you? My sweet girl, I know you're going through a lot. You've been so traumatized that you're rejecting reality."
Zi Ji spoke seriously.
"..." Bibi Dong frowned and eyed her warily.
"What do you mean?"
Bibi Dong pressed further.
Zi Ji set the clothes on the side table, frowned dramatically, and began pacing at the bedside.
After a moment, she sighed heavily again.
"The truth is, you fell in love with your sister—or rather, your aunt's man, which means your uncle by marriage. After he rejected you, the whole family found out, and you were so ashamed that you tried to end your life. Yes—you jumped off a cliff! Luckily, a tree branch caught you, and that's how you survived. We rescued you… and now, here you are."
Zi Ji walked up and pinched Bibi Dong's arm hard, scolding:
"You! You disgraceful daughter—you nearly killed your mother with worry!"
Bibi Dong inhaled sharply. A dark red mark appeared on her pale skin.
She quickly shoved Zi Ji away. "Nonsense! You're lying to me!"
Zi Ji said, "Lying? I have proof!"
"Proof?"
"Yes! Down there… you're still clean. No hair." Zi Ji wiggled her eyebrows.
Bibi Dong was stunned at first, then her face turned crimson.
What kind of "proof" was that?
Weren't the clothes stripped off by Zi Ji herself?
And based on her outrageous personality, there was no way Zi Ji could be her mother!
"Absurd! I'm your mother!"
Bibi Dong flared up in anger.
Zi Ji wasn't backing down either. Gritting her teeth, she yelled, "I am your mother!"
"You're full of—!!"
"I really am—!!!"
The two women argued louder and louder, faces flushed and necks bulging with rage.
Before long, Bi Ji came rushing over, drawn by the noise…
Meanwhile, at Blue Tyrant Academy—
Dan Heng was giving feedback on the Blue Tyrant team's training results.
As he left the training grounds, he unexpectedly ran into a familiar group.
"Ah! It's Mr. Dan Heng! What a coincidence! Fancy meeting you here…"
It was the group from Shrek Academy—Flender waved and ran over to greet him.
Flender looked radiant, his face brimming with joy.
"Mr. Dan Heng, I was just looking for you…" Flender said excitedly.
"What for?" Dan Heng asked, puzzled.
Their relationship was, at most, one of vague familiarity.
Flender pointed toward Yu Xiaogang, who stood amidst the crowd, and whispered:
"Mr. Dan Heng, it's about Yu Xiaogang—he's been kicked out of his clan again. I heard he made some big mistake. He's got nowhere to go now and wants to join Blue Tyrant Academy."
Dan Heng looked toward Yu Xiaogang—just as the latter looked back at him.
Yu Xiaogang looked utterly dejected. Bruises lined his mouth and eyes—it was obvious he'd been beaten.
Sensing Dan Heng's gaze, he instinctively straightened his back and lifted his chin.
Trying to look like he hadn't lost anything.
"Mr. Dan Heng, he's just putting on a front. He got kicked out so suddenly—he has nothing now. If Blue Tyrant Academy doesn't take him in, he may not even be able to survive."
Flender sighed.
But in his tone, there was unmistakable schadenfreude.
Dan Heng shook his head."I'm just a librarian. There's no need to discuss this kind of matter with me."
Flender let out a regretful 'oh'."Alright then. Just don't spread it around. Yu Xiaogang cares a lot about his pride and doesn't want to lose too much face…"
Dan Heng's mouth twitched slightly.
"Enough! Flender!"Yu Xiaogang suddenly stormed forward, his eyes nearly blazing with fury.
He pointed at Flender's nose, gnashing his teeth. His expression was so vicious, it was as if he might devour Flender alive.
Zhao Wuji quickly stepped in and held Yu Xiaogang back."Hey, Master, calm down! Let's talk it out. Why are you so agitated?"
Flender also said,"Xiaogang, you must be misunderstanding me. We've been friends for decades—how could I possibly wrong you?"
Dan Heng moved to the side, not wanting to get involved.
Yu Xiaogang gripped Zhao Wuji's arm, trying to break free, but Zhao Wuji held him firmly. Yu Xiaogang's eyes nearly bulged from rage.
"Get off me!!!"
"I knew it! You've all been laughing at me! Watching me make a fool of myself!"
"Yes! I was kicked out of my clan! So what? I'll return to them honorably one day! Flender, you're just bitter that I took Erlong from you all those years ago!"
"Now, you're a failure too! Erlong no longer likes me, but she'll never like you either! The one she likes is Dan Heng!"
Yu Xiaogang pointed directly at Dan Heng, spitting as he ranted.
Flender's face immediately darkened.He clenched his fists tightly, clearly tempted to punch Yu Xiaogang.
He took a deep breath and glanced at Dan Heng, who was already walking away.
"Xiaogang, don't embarrass us in front of Mr. Dan Heng. The Soul Master Tournament is coming up—you don't want to miss Shrek's little monsters in action, do you?"
Yu Xiaogang gradually calmed down.
Dan Heng watched the entire scene unfold and shook his head slightly before leaving.
As he walked away, Yu Xiaogang's voice suddenly rang out behind him.
"Shrek Team will definitely defeat Blue Tyrant Team and become this year's champions!!!"
Dan Heng paused for a moment, realizing that Yu Xiaogang was shouting at him on purpose.
He didn't react and simply continued walking toward the library.
Inside the library.
Dan Heng returned to find Shui Yue'er already waiting.
"Mr. Dan Heng, I have to head back for training. The Soul Master Tournament is coming up, and we're aiming for the top four!"
"Could you wish me luck, Mr. Dan Heng?"Shui Yue'er giggled cheerfully.
Dan Heng nodded."Good luck."
Shui Yue'er beamed with joy and left the library humming a little tune.
She had waited just to hear that?
Dan Heng shook his head slightly, still puzzled by these girlish whims.
Before long, two more figures appeared at the service desk.
Both were veiled, a man and a woman, with distinguished bearing.
It was none other than Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue.
Dan Heng looked up at them and frowned slightly.
For them to come to him at this moment—it reeked of trouble.
Qian Daoliu was the first to speak."Apologies, Mr. Dan Heng. There's something important we'd like to ask you about…"
"What is it?"Dan Heng looked at them calmly.
Qian Renxue looked deeply at Dan Heng, biting her lower lip."Mr. Dan Heng, I… I'm the inheritor of the Angel God. But right now, the God-bestowed soul bones are with my grandfather. Will that affect his chances at inheriting another god position?"
Qian Daoliu sighed."Just yesterday, I learned that the gods have relaxed the difficulty of the god inheritance trials. Many people were brought into a spiritual realm. But Poseisi—the High Priestess of the Sea God—and I were not among them…"
Both looked troubled, clearly disturbed by the issue.
But Qian Daoliu's concern was different—he was worried about Poseisi.
If he could ease Poseisi's heart, even dying would be without regret!
Dan Heng replied,"I don't fully understand the gods' choices. But as a general rule, that shouldn't cause any interference."
Both Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue visibly relaxed at those words.
They might hesitate if anyone else said it, but if Dan Heng said so, it had to be true.
Qian Daoliu smiled."With your reassurance, Mr. Dan Heng, I feel at ease. But… do you know when the gods might choose Poseisi and me?"
Dan Heng was silent.How was he supposed to answer that?
He wasn't the gods' spokesperson.
"Grandfather…"Qian Renxue looked at Qian Daoliu with exasperation.
This was outrageous. How could he ask such a silly question?
The image of her grandfather in her heart began to collapse a little.
Qian Daoliu realized his mistake.His face flushed red and he cleared his throat awkwardly."My apologies for bothering you…"
He turned and left.
Qian Renxue, however, didn't leave. She stood there, eyes complicated as she looked at Dan Heng.
Dan Heng asked,"What is it?"
Qian Renxue was silent for a moment before softly speaking.
"Mr. Dan Heng, I have a question… It's about Qian Yuhan. Have you… ever had feelings for her?"
She placed her hands over her chest and looked at Dan Heng nervously.
After all, Qian Yuhan was her past life.
Not receiving Dan Heng's love had been Qian Yuhan's greatest regret.
Now, she was asking for that answer herself.
Dan Heng shook his head."Never."
"..."
Qian Renxue's mouth parted slightly.
Her heart nearly shattered.
This was not the answer she had wanted.
She quickly turned around, forcing a calm tone."I understand… thank you, Mr. Dan Heng, for giving me an… answer."
Before she could finish her words, she ran out of the library.
That evening.
Dan Heng and his wife returned home.
The Zhu sisters and Meng Yiran followed behind them.
As soon as they opened the door—
A chaotic scene greeted them.
Ziji and Bibi Dong were locked in a brawl. Their hair was disheveled, clothes torn, revealing far too much skin.
Both stunningly beautiful women were now screaming vulgarities at each other.
"I'm your mom!"
"You bastard! I'M your mom! You're clearly no good!"
"..."
Gu Yuena's face instantly darkened.She raised her hand to block Dan Heng's view.
Dan Heng had already closed his eyes long ago.
Gu Yuena clenched her jaw, and a terrifying cold aura radiated from her.
In an instant, it enveloped Ziji and Bibi Dong.
Ziji dropped to her knees immediately.
Bibi Dong, standing to the side and fixing her clothes, looked curiously at Dan Heng beside Gu Yuena.
Her expression flickered continuously.
"Get back to your rooms!" Gu Yuena growled.
Ziji didn't dare say a word and scurried away like a rat.
Bi Ji stepped forward, looking awkward, and explained what had happened.
Turns out, after Bibi Dong woke up, she had amnesia, leading to a conflict with Ziji.
The two women refused to back down. Even Bi Ji couldn't stop them.
"Amnesia…?"
Gu Yuena frowned slightly and looked at Bibi Dong.
Could this woman be faking it—pretending to lose her memory just to chase after her husband?
Bibi Dong stared at Gu Yuena with a blank, confused expression.
(End of chapter)