Chương 60: Chapter 60: Bibi Dong’s Astonishment - Dong’er, Marry Me
Afternoon.
Zhou Yi took out a jar of wine and set two wine cups in place.
He uncorked the wine jar.
As the bottle opened, a fragrant aroma of wine instantly wafted out, delicate and elegant, causing Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes to sparkle in surprise.
When the wine poured into the glasses, it was as clear and translucent as amber, much like the fragrance itself.
As the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong had seen many types of wine. However, the reason this wine caught her attention was because the moment she inhaled the fragrance, a refreshing feeling surged in her mind. Her thoughts became clearer, and there was a subtle sense that her Soul Power was subtly accelerating.
This wine was unusual.
"This wine isn't a rare treasure. However, I added some medicinal herbs to it, turning it into a medicinal wine. It's hard to find outside," Zhou Yi said as he handed a cup to Bibi Dong.
"Does it have any special effects?" Bibi Dong asked as she took the cup, bringing it to her nose to sniff. She then gently took a sip.
As the medicinal wine entered her mouth, the fragrance and the faint taste of alcohol spread throughout her mouth. Bibi Dong's eyes lit up. The taste was unique—there was an indescribable feeling.
"You'll find out soon enough," Zhou Yi said, playfully withholding further explanation. He took a sip from his own cup, then reclined on the rocking chair and gently rocked it back and forth.
Liu Erlong, Ah Yin, and the other girls were considerate enough not to disturb Zhou Yi, quietly cultivating the Nine Yin True Scriptures in their respective rooms.
Bibi Dong furrowed her brows slightly, not pressing him for more details, and instead, continued to savor the wine, curious about what made it special.
Before long, Bibi Dong felt a surge of unusual energy rising within her. Under the influence of this energy, her Soul Power began to flow involuntarily.
Soon, she realized that her Soul Power had increased.
"This wine can increase Soul Power?" Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes widened in surprise. Some rare treasures could indeed enhance Soul Power, but such things were nearly impossible to come by.
This wine, however, was the first of its kind that she had encountered that could enhance Soul Power.
"Exactly," Zhou Yi nodded slightly, pointing to the rocking chair next to him.
"Would you like to lie down and rest for a while?"
Bibi Dong glanced at Zhou Yi, who appeared relaxed and content. After a moment's thought, she lay down on the nearby rocking chair as well.
She placed her hands gracefully on her abdomen, maintaining an elegant and composed posture.
"Did Qian Xunji send you to investigate how I managed to defeat the Chrysanthemum Douluo?" Zhou Yi asked casually.
"Mm," Bibi Dong responded softly, not surprised that Zhou Yi had guessed her intentions. In her mind, Zhou Yi was a symbol of wisdom.
"I won't pry into your secrets," Bibi Dong added.
"It's actually not a secret at all."
Zhou Yi didn't intend to hide anything. After all, how could others expect him to form a God position without anyone knowing?
"There's no harm in telling you."
Zhou Yi turned onto his side, reclining in the rocking chair as he gazed at Bibi Dong's fair, beautiful profile and her graceful figure. He slowly continued,
"The reason I could defeat Yue Guan with a single punch is because I practiced a martial arts divine skill."
"A martial arts divine skill?" Bibi Dong turned her head, meeting his gaze, her eyes filled with curiosity and confusion.
"That's right."
"Martial Arts, it's something I created myself, similar to the Soul Master system. Like the Thirteen Deadly Swords I created earlier, it's more accurately described as martial techniques!"
"Martial Arts can be divided into internal cultivation of True Qi and external cultivation of the body. True Qi is akin to Soul Power. The reason I was able to defeat Chrysanthemum Douluo is that I have cultivated a divine skill, the Golden Bell Shield, which combines both internal and external cultivation to a very high level!"
"Using only my physical strength, I'm not weaker than a Titled Douluo…"
Bibi Dong listened quietly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Zhou Yi, attentively absorbing his passionate explanation about his martial arts.
Her eyes sparkled with admiration.
At that moment, even though Zhou Yi was reclining in the rocking chair, he exuded an unparalleled charm.
As time passed, Zhou Yi lounged in the chair, basking in the sunlight, sipping his wine, and slowly telling his story, as if sharing a tale with a young girl.
The beautiful girl listened carefully, occasionally sipping her wine. The afternoon passed by, and her Soul Power had even increased by a level.
However, compared to Zhou Yi's martial arts, the increase in her Soul Power seemed insignificant.
The sun began to set.
The dying sunlight painted the sky a blood-red hue.
Zhou Yi stood up and stretched, sighing,
"Another fulfilling afternoon."
"Is this really considered fulfilling?" Bibi Dong asked, somewhat puzzled. After all, they had done nothing the entire afternoon. Was it fulfilling just because she had been with him?
At this thought, Bibi Dong's heart involuntarily skipped a few beats.
Zhou Yi turned his head, gazing at Bibidong's stunning face. He looked at her so intently that Bibidong shyly lowered her head, and then he smiled and said,
"Beauty, fine wine, perfect sunlight, and youth in its prime. Stealing a moment of leisure from life itself is one of the greatest pleasures!"
"Whether it's happiness, sadness, busyness, or relaxation—each day holds its own value. That's the most comfortable way to live!"
"But such a life isn't something everyone can have."
Bibi Dong paused, pondering his words, and she found them quite sensible.
It's not easy to lie down like Zhou Yi.
Eating, drinking, excreting.
Titles, fame, and fortune.
Open and covert struggles…
Wanting to lie down for a whole day, carefree and relaxed, is no easy feat.
Bibi Dong, gathering her thoughts, gently played with the celadon wine cup in her delicate, fair hand, then looked up at Zhou Yi.
"This wine can enhance Soul Power, and its allure for Soul Masters is obvious. Once the various major factions learn about it, they will undoubtedly want to get their hands on the recipe!"
"Then there's your martial arts. You're telling me not to be afraid of me informing the teacher, and then having the teacher come after you?"
Bibi Dong stared intently into Zhou Yi's eyes.
Zhou Yi took slow, deliberate steps toward her, and soon their faces were less than ten centimeters apart. They could even feel each other's breath.
"Dong'er, I believe in you!"
Zhou Yi spoke with deep affection.
In reality, he was not worried about Qian Xunji finding out.
Boom.
Bibi Dong's delicate body shuddered, her heart racing.
Touched.
Flustered.
At a loss.
She didn't dare meet Zhou Yi's eyes and instinctively wanted to lower her head.
But at that moment, a broad, warm hand gently cupped her fair, delicate chin, applying slight pressure to lift her face.
Bibi Dong's body trembled lightly. Her long lashes fluttered as she gazed into Zhou Yi's eyes, and her cheeks flushed.
"Dong'er, you're truly beautiful!"
Zhou Yi said, locking eyes with her.
Bibi Dong couldn't help but close her eyes.
Zhou Yi, captivated by her rosy, delicate lips, lowered his head and kissed her deeply.
Bibi Dong, with her love-struck heart, was completely at his mercy.
In the past, Zhou Yi hadn't dared to take action against Bibi Dong due to his lack of strength, afraid of harming himself and implicating Bibi Dong, causing her to be bullied by Qian Xunji.
But things were different now.
The Twelfth-level Golden Bell Shield had given Zhou Yi confidence.
His back straightened.
Moreover, once the second dragon was born, he would have at least ten years' worth of cultivation as a guaranteed reward.
Ten years of cultivation.
That would be enough for Zhou Yi's realm to experience a massive surge, and it was not impossible for him to leap into the rank of Titled Douluo.
At that point, his strength would soar once again.
And that wasn't all.
Even Ah Yin was pregnant.
In less than a year, at most ten months, he would take flight once more.
Zhou Yi indulged in his kiss with Bibi Dong.
Slowly.
Zhou Yi held Bibi Dong and collapsed back into the rocking chair.
"Ah!"
Zhou Yi exclaimed, lifting his head, only to find that Bibi Dong had bitten him.
"No… stop!"
Bibi Dong grabbed Zhou Yi's mischievous hand, her face flushed red.
"Dong'er, marry me!"
Zhou Yi looked into Bibi Dong's eyes, his voice full of emotion. "Don't worry, tomorrow I'll go to the Spirit Hall to propose. I have a way, and I'll definitely make Qian Xunji agree!"
"Wait until you become a Titled Douluo!" Bibi Dong, unable to look Zhou Yi in the eyes, hurriedly pushed him away, adjusting her disheveled clothes as she fled in panic.
Her heart was in turmoil.
"It's a promise! Once I become a Titled Douluo, I'll marry you!"
Zhou Yi called out to Bibi Dong's retreating figure.
Bibi Dong's body stiffened for a moment, then she ran even faster.
"Titled Douluo, huh? It'll be at most a year's time."
Zhou Yi shook his head, not expecting the meat that was almost in his mouth to fly away.
"Maybe it's because of the Liu Erlong, Ah Yin, and the others."
Zhou Yi thought to himself.
But he wasn't concerned.
After all, she couldn't run far.
A year would pass in no time.
"Women are so contradictory," Zhou Yi raised his hand, glancing at it, then shaking his head slightly.
They say no with their mouths, but their bodies are very honest.
This was a win for him today.
Zhou Yi washed his hands, humming a tune, and walked with a light step to find Liu Erlong and the others.
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