"Don't move."
Looking at the restless Bibidong, Qian Xunfeng frowned slightly and gently patted Bibidong's head.
"Mm."
Bibidong, having received Qian Xunfeng's command, suppressed the restlessness in her heart and lay quietly on Qian Xunfeng's lap.
Qian Xunfeng used his divine power to invade the mark on Bibidong's forehead, and then his divine consciousness entered a dark space.
"Who are you, daring to invade the spiritual sea of my chosen one?"
The rakshasa god looked at the suddenly appearing Qian Xunfeng, a hint of surprise flashing across her charming face, and she immediately felt a sense of unease.
"I came looking for you."
A cold light flashed in Qian Xunfeng's eyes. Without another word, he directly summoned the Oath of Heavenly Words, took out a blank page, and held it between his lips.
"The rakshasa god shall be trapped here for two hours!"
As soon as Qian Xunfeng's words fell, golden characters appeared on the blank page, then dissipated, establishing a new rule.
This was another use of the Oath of Heavenly Words: speaking true words. As long as the rule was reasonable and the target's strength was weaker than his, it could come true.
With his current strength, the true words he spoke could at most restrict the rakshasa god for two hours, but that was enough for him to seal the rakshasa god.
"What did you do!"
The rakshasa god felt that something terrible had happened and tried to escape, but found that she couldn't leave this place at all.
"You'll find out slowly."
Qian Xunfeng summoned the Asura Demonic Sword and the Staff of Destruction.
"Isn't the Asura Demonic Sword in Tang Chen's hands?"
The rakshasa god was utterly stunned at this moment; what she encountered today completely overturned her perception of tens of thousands of years of godhood.
Ignoring the rakshasa god's surprise, he directly slashed down with a sword. Seeing that the rakshasa god dodged, he immediately unleashed a destructive divine lightning bolt.
"Fire Dragon King, block his retreat."
From within the Oath of Heavenly Words, the Fire Dragon King emerged. At this time, his strength had somewhat recovered, both roughly equivalent to a stronger second-rank god. It was no problem for him to simply block the rakshasa god.
"Fated Judgment!"
Qian Xunfeng directly summoned his innate divine artifact, the Spear of Judgment.
A tiny star-like gleam flashed from the spear, seemingly insignificant, but the rakshasa god could easily sense the terrifying power contained within that faint light.
Taking a direct hit from that spear would truly lead to death.
In her desperation, the rakshasa god hastily summoned the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe to block the fatal blow.
The Rakshasa Demonic Scythe was shattered, and a tiny star-like gleam pierced through the rakshasa god's body, leaving her critically wounded.
Qian Xunfeng naturally wouldn't directly kill the rakshasa god, as this would alert the God Realm. So, he prepared to first seal the rakshasa god's memory, turning her into a puppet until Bibidong completed her divine trial.
Just as he was about to seal the rakshasa god's memory, Qian Xunfeng felt a hint of unease; it was too smooth.
Suddenly, the rakshasa god abruptly erupted, divine power surging from her body.
Qian Xunfeng was already mentally prepared. After neutralizing some of the rakshasa god's power, he was still hit by a part of it.
"Hahaha, this is an attack where I've exhausted all my rakshasa divine power, Qian Xunfeng. Enjoy the feeling of being invaded by desire!"
Seeing her attack hit, the rakshasa god laughed maniacally, but then her heart sank as she saw Qian Xunfeng's unchanging expression.
Oh no, could she have been tricked again?
"Don't you know that outside is Bibidong, the divine trial candidate you chose?"
Qian Xunfeng looked at the rakshasa god with a playful gaze, as if she were an idiot. He was just looking for a reason, and this rakshasa god was truly good at providing one.
For a moment, even Qian Xunfeng didn't know how to reward this brilliant rakshasa god.
"Alright, it's over."
The burning desire in his heart gradually surged, and Qian Xunfeng no longer wasted time, directly invading the rakshasa god's divine consciousness with overwhelming force.
He sealed off the rakshasa god's spiritual sea.
After completing everything, Qian Xunfeng contentedly returned to Bibidong's spiritual sea, looking at the dazed rakshasa god.
"Sit down."
Hearing the command from Qian Xunfeng, the rakshasa god obediently squatted on the ground.
Qian Xunfeng then issued several more commands, which the rakshasa god could perfectly execute, but to be safe,
Qian Xunfeng used another blank page to envelop the rakshasa god, completely sealing her. Only when he could no longer suppress the burning desire did he return to the outside world.
"Alright, you can get up now."
Qian Xunfeng patted Bibidong's delicate body.
Hearing Qian Xunfeng's words, Bibidong reluctantly got up, but with her meticulous observation, she immediately noticed that her teacher's expression was off.
At this moment, Qian Xunfeng's face was flushed, and his body was somewhat hot. Having witnessed the wickedness of human nature in Slaughter City, Bibidong immediately understood.
Her teacher had fallen for the rakshasa god's scheme.
Bibidong was initially filled with worry, but deep down, a bold idea that she had fantasized about for years surged forth.
As soon as this thought emerged, it lingered in Bibidong's mind, and she even boldly pounced onto Qian Xunfeng.
She bit Qian Xunfeng's earlobe with her tender lips, her alluring breath mixed with Bibidong's tempting words.
"Teacher."
Seeing that her teacher didn't react, Bibidong became bolder and bolder, gradually trembling as she touched the legendary forbidden area.
At that moment, Bibidong felt as if she had grasped the future.
Her teacher didn't resist, and Bibidong directly sealed the door with her soul power.
Her teacher being poisoned made Bibidong extremely anxious. Looking at Qian Xunfeng's pained expression, Bibidong couldn't help but recall the time when she first awakened her Martial Soul and came to Spirit Hall.
When people lose something, they always fall into deep memories.
At that time, Qian Xunfeng held her small hand. Because it had just rained, they walked on a muddy road full of rainwater, as she had just awakened her Martial Soul.
At that time, she was still very mischievous and ran around everywhere.
Her teacher didn't blame her then; he just picked up her small self, gently comforted her, and his smile never faded.
After walking for a while, Bibidong felt tired and didn't want to walk anymore. It was still Qian Xunfeng who held her hand, carried her on his back, and ran all the way.
The rain that day was very heavy.
...
After an unknown amount of time, when the two woke up, it was already evening.
Bibidong saw Qian Xunfeng's figure and couldn't help but fall back into her memories. Her childhood memories were unforgettable for her.
Qian Xunfeng rubbed his throbbing head and saw Bibidong lying on the desk, the documents that were originally on the table scattered all over the floor.
The desk was also covered in stains.
After cleaning the stains with his soul power, Qian Xunfeng looked at Bibidong, who was staring at him with a lovesick expression.
As their eyes met, Bibidong shyly lowered her head, looking at her two rounded breasts, her heart pounding wildly.
She was somewhat afraid, afraid that her teacher would blame her.
"Go back and rest. I'll clean up here."
Qian Xunfeng waved his hand. How could he blame Bibidong? All of this was arranged by him. Was he the kind of person who would forget his roots after getting what he wanted?
"Okay, Teacher, Dong'er will go back to rest first."
Bibidong's pretty face was flushed, and she tidied her clothes, her thighs still somewhat cramped.
"From now on, you just focus on cultivation. Find an empty room near my residence and stay there."
Seeing this, Qian Xunfeng casually used his divine power to heal Bibidong's body. Looking at Bibidong's departing back, the corner of his mouth twitched.
It seemed he had over-trained her a bit. What had he turned Bibidong into? A corrupted Bibidong, or a lustful Bibidong?
Bibidong returned to her room, lay on the bed, and kept replaying the scene of climbing the mountain in her mind, occasionally letting out silly giggles.