"Is this Brock's Martial Soul?" Bi Bidong's expression was gloomy. She had heard Brock mention that Xu Ran often bullied him and even stripped him of his Martial Soul in the end, which was utterly detestable.
Brock, a gentleman and scholar, cultured and refined, yet Xu Ran laid hands on him, a Soul Master of low "Cultivation Level."
"Yes, Brock's Martial Soul is the Golden Holy Dragon, which is not inferior to your Little Spider. It's just that when he awakened his Martial Soul, he failed to awaken its true form," Xu Ran said indifferently, examining the energy body of the Golden Holy Dragon that he had nourished with Dragon Qi. Nourished by the Ancestral Dragon's Qi, who knows, it might someday develop intelligence and become a remarkable ferocious beast.
"Brock's Martial Soul was so strong; could it be that you coveted his Martial Soul and that's why you treated him that way?" Bi Bidong asked coldly as she watched Xu Ran. Brock's greatest concern in life was his strength. If his Martial Soul were to return, and he could even resume 'Cultivation,' how delighted Brock would be.
Brock endured a lifetime of bullying, and without his Martial Soul, he lost all vigor. The return of his Martial Soul might also bring back the Brock of the past.
"What use is it to say these things now? Don't you like Brock? To love someone is to give your all, including becoming my woman," Xu Ran revealed a wicked smile, eyeing Bi Bidong, coveting her body immensely.
Her temptingly curvaceous body quivered, clothed in rather tight-fitting clothes, that voluptuous yet not overweight figure whetted one's appetite.
This is the type of "slightly plump" figure men like. It mainly refers to a full chest and a sizable behind.
"Xu Ran, you are shameless; you already have Xue'er," Bi Bidong inhaled deeply. Hearing that Xu Ran was willing to return Brock's Martial Soul—although she was unsure of Xu Ran's methods—she softened, furious at his actions but not rejecting them outright.
Xue'er, Brock, they were the people she cared for the most right now. If Xu Ran could help mend her relationship with Xue'er and assist Brock in resuming 'Cultivation,' then what if she fulfilled Xu Ran's wishes?
Xu Ran had said he would not take that final step; as long as he refrained, everything could be rectified.
If Xu Ran thought he could coerce her with such despicable methods, he had miscalculated. Where there is oppression, there is resistance, especially for Bi Bidong, who naturally responds to kindness rather than force. Should Xu Ran dare to do anything outrageous, she would poison him to death without hesitation; she had experience in such matters.
"Men, they are all shameless," Xu Ran said nonchalantly. In his view, to be called ruthless was the highest compliment from Bi Bidong.
"You actually take pride in disgrace; I really don't know why Xue'er would fall for you," Bi Bidong fumed, snorting with wide-eyed anger. Arguing with Xu Ran would only make one more infuriated, for Xu Ran's skin was so thickly calloused that he remained unfazed in any situation, leaving her alone to stew in anger.
"What's your take then? It's a transaction. If you don't need it, you can choose not to make a deal with me; I don't mind. I, Xu Ran, have plenty of women; I won't miss one like you," Xu Ran stated calmly. However, in his mind's eye, he envisioned Bi Bidong wearing the Pope's Robe.
He had not seen her dignified and majestic in the Pope's Robe, but he could guess what it might look like.
Just imagine, the Pope's Palace, Douluo Hall… these sacred places. Bi Bidong seated at the front while he embraced her from behind, allowing him to feel Bi Bidong's ample figure and her faint fragrance.
Even when discussing important matters of Martial Soul Hall, Xu Ran could hold Bi Bidong intimately close, with a curtain drawn so no one could see clearly what was inside. The occasional sounds that came through were enough to make people's imaginations run wild.
The key was that he could go see Brock, help him restore his strength. Brock would definitely accept cheerfully, and might even think that it was Bi Bidong who had subdued him, and that was why he was helping him "cultivate" again.
When Brock was enduring various devil training sessions, preparing to tame his Martial Soul with a strong physique, Xu Ran could appear, holding Bi Bidong in his arms, leaving Brock utterly confused.
Brock's so-called backer had long been lying in his bed, though thus far nothing too inappropriate had happened. But the touching, pinching, and kissing that were supposed to happen, hadn't been skipped at all.
Although Bi Bidong was very wary of him, not even sleeping in peace, even a tiger would doze off sometimes. Once Bi Bidong was fast asleep, wouldn't he be free to take advantage? It could be said that there were many roads to Rome, and Xu Ran was already familiar with them all; it's just that Bi Bidong herself didn't know it yet.
He wouldn't tell her any of these things before he gained Bi Bidong's affection, otherwise she would surely make a scene.
"Xu Ran, if I agree to your terms, when will you help Brock recover? What if you keep delaying?" Bi Bidong pondered for a long time, the conditions Xu Ran offered were too tempting to refuse. Xu Ran was the person Xue'er liked, and what he said to Xue'er was most effective.
"I will go to Spirit City during the Soul Master contest, and then I will help Brock," Xu Ran pursed his lips, anyway he would find a way when the time came. All the initiative was in his hands; he wasn't worried at all.
"Fine. I agree to your terms. As long as you don't take that final step, I agree to everything else. I hope you won't go too far, after all, Xue'er and I have that kind of relationship. If Xue'er knew how you treated me, she would be angry, and your relationship with her would come to an end," Bi Bidong said through gritted teeth, looking coldly at Xu Ran.
"Alright, I got it. Since you've already agreed, let's start with a kiss, shall we, my darling?" Xu Ran's lips curved upwards, ready to take advantage of everything he could. In the end, he didn't believe that Bi Bidong wouldn't fall for him at all.
Once Bi Bidong craved his body, feelings would slowly emerge, and in the end, they would be unstoppable.
Ah, it's all about the schemes.
"Xu Ran, you're ruthless!" Bi Bidong's face flushed red, and she stamped her foot fiercely. After her heartfelt speech about traditional ethics, Xu Ran had just brushed it aside.
"Hurry up, darling Dong'er."
"Don't call me that, it's shameful," Bi Bidong shuddered, goosebumps covering her body.
But still, she obediently moved closer to Xu Ran, closed her eyes and went in to kiss his lips. When she touched Xu Ran's cold lips, her body shivered, an odd sensation spreading throughout her. At an age tempting as a wolf, no matter how stable her mind, she couldn't withstand Xu Ran's relentless teasing. Her mind might cope, but her body reacted genuinely.
Bi Bidong panicked inside, and just as she thought to retreat, she was tightly embraced by Xu Ran.