During dinner.
Danheng had prepared a full table of dishes.
There were eight people living in the house now. Although everyone besides Danheng was a woman, their appetites were astonishing—each one bigger than the last!
And this was with them intentionally holding back.
Danheng picked out some food for Gu Yuena, his gaze falling gently on her lower abdomen.
There was a soft tenderness in his eyes.
He could sense it—the child seemed ready to be born.
Even though they were of different races, they weren't oviparous… Instead, their kind gave birth in the very unusual manner of live birth.
Gu Yuena wore a sweet smile and returned the favor, picking out food for Danheng and offering it to his mouth."Darling, ah~"
Zhu Zhuqing and the other mature women quietly lowered their heads and focused on eating.
Meanwhile, Bibi Dong stared blankly at the scene, a touch of envy in her eyes.
Her gaze was practically glued to Danheng.
Zi Ji suddenly appeared beside her and murmured,"Stop staring. That's your great-aunt's man…"
Bibi Dong froze for a moment, then flew into an embarrassed rage and glared at Purple Ji.
"I'm your mom!"
Zi Ji didn't back down."You're my precious daughter! My fuzzy, bald daughter!"
"!!!"
The two women jumped to their feet, staring each other down, faces flushed red with anger—about to start another round of fighting at any moment.
"Sit down!" Gu Yuena said irritably.
A cold aura locked onto both women, and they shivered involuntarily before sitting back down obediently.
They still glared at each other with open hostility.
"Bibi Dong," Gu Yuena said, "Tomorrow, have Zi Ji escort you back to the Spirit Hall. Purple Ji, you—" Her eyes narrowed slightly with a hint of hesitation.
Zi Ji immediately grew nervous.Was Gu Yuena going to send her away?
That would break her heart!
"Good sister, I want to stay here! This is my home. I promise I'll be obedient from now on and won't cause any more trouble. Let Bi Ji go back instead—her mother misses her!"
Zi Ji shamelessly pointed to Bi Ji, trying to throw her under the bus.
"..." Bi Ji opened her mouth, looking helplessly at Zi Ji.
Having such a "good friend" was truly a blessing.
Gu Yuena nodded slightly."Bi Ji, stay a few days, then return home."
Bi Ji agreed."I've been away too long. I should check back in."
Suddenly, Bibi Dong protested:"I don't want to go back to the Spirit Hall. What kind of place even is that? I don't remember anything. I want to stay here…"
She pouted, looking pitifully at Danheng.
She was clearly hoping Danheng would plead on her behalf.
Her cold, proud face now wore the expression of a wronged little girl.
"..." Meng Yiran choked on her food, clutching her neck—almost coughing herself to death.
Only now did she realize who Bibi Dong really was!
Wasn't this the Pope of Spirit Hall?
The most powerful and influential woman on today's Douluo Continent—the idol of nearly every female soul master!
So why was she in Danheng's house?
And wasn't Danheng just an ordinary scholar?
"You can't stay. You must return to Spirit Hall. That's your real home," Gu Yuena said coldly, without mercy in her eyes.
This woman clearly had impure thoughts about her man.
Even after losing her memories, she was still pretending to be some delicate white lotus?
Bibi Dong looked sorrowful, and under Gu Yuena's authoritative tone, she dared not protest. She gave a soft, pitiful "Oh…"
Zi Ji chuckled and grabbed Bibi Dong's shoulder, pounding her chest and saying,"Don't worry, sister! I'll definitely escort Bibi Dong safely back to Spirit Hall!"
"..." Bibi Dong glared at Zi Ji.
These two were clearly natural-born enemies.
That night.
Meng Yiran quietly slipped into the Zhu sisters' room.
The Zhu sisters weren't asleep—they were both sitting cross-legged in meditation.
When she knocked and entered, Meng Yiran was stunned to see this.
She hadn't expected these sisters to be so intense.
It was so late, and not only were they not sleeping, they were still cultivating?
The two girls opened their eyes, looking curiously at Meng Yiran.
Meng Yiran hesitated, then asked,"Why… is the Pope of Spirit Hall here? Isn't Mr. Danheng just a normal scholar?"
"..." The Zhu sisters fell silent.
How were they supposed to answer that?
Praise Mr. Danheng?
But clearly, Danheng hated troublesome situations.
"Use your own eyes to see." Zhu Zhuyun replied.
Meng Yiran sighed."I have been watching, but the more I see, the more confused I get. Are you all participating in the Soul Master Tournament?"
Zhu Zhuqing closed her eyes again, not interested in chatting.
Zhu Zhuyun, however, was delighted. She didn't have Zhu Zhuqing's focus or patience and was long tired of "grinding." Now that Meng Yiran came to chat, she was all in!
"Zhuqing is competing. She's part of the Blue Tyrant Team. With her there, the team is basically guaranteed first place."
Zhu Zhuyun sounded proud.
Meng Yiran frowned slightly. No soul master was content to fall behind.
"Blue Tyrant Team will be first? But I heard that this year, with the Seagod Tower, many people's strength has greatly improved—stronger than ever. Did she receive divine favor from the Seagod?"
Meng Yiran asked, puzzled.
"No, she didn't…" Zhu Zhuyun shook her head. In fact, Zhu Zhuqing hadn't even entered the Seagod Tower.
"Then where does all this confidence come from? I get it… none of you have been in the tower, have you?" Meng Yiran said, suddenly enlightened.
"..."
Zhu Zhuyun skipped over that topic and asked her about other teams.
Meng Yiran rattled off her knowledge:"The Four Element Academies are strong, but the strongest is definitely the Heaven Dou Royal Soul Master Academy… And I heard that Spirit Hall's team even has a Soul King! Can you believe that? A Soul King at this age—it's absurd!"
Zhu Zhuyun nodded slightly, glancing at Zhu Zhuqing.
If Meng Yiran knew that Zhu Zhuqing, just fifteen years old, was also a Soul King… her jaw might drop.
The next day.
Zi Ji brought Bibi Dong to the gates of Spirit Hall.
She pointed inside and said with a frown,"Alright, we're here. Go on in, and don't come back to our house. We don't welcome you!"
But Bibi Dong didn't move, instead staring quietly at Zi Ji.
"What are you looking at? I'm warning you—stop thinking about my brother-in-law! He's a man you'll never have!"
Zi Ji crossed her arms and huffed.
"You're afraid of your sister, aren't you?" Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes.
Though she hadn't recovered her memory, she was clearly very clever.
Zi Ji's face stiffened. She growled,"Don't talk nonsense! I'm not afraid of her, I love her! What do you know? I don't even want to talk to you. You're not worthy!"
"Your sister sent you to deliver me to Spirit Hall… But what if you don't complete your task? You don't want to disappoint her, do you?" Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow and pushed further.
"…What do you want?" Purple Ji gritted her teeth, a vein popping in her forehead—this woman had completely gotten the upper hand.
"I want to see Danheng. Alone."
Bibi Dong said calmly.
"In your dreams!" Zi Ji roared.
(End of Chapter)