How Embarassing!

Qian Xunjí's strength had already reached the level of a Titled Douluo, something that Bibi Dong couldn't possibly resist.

Even in the face of Qian Xunjí's attacks, she couldn't react.

Even if she had reacted, with all her strength unleashed, she couldn't escape the clutches of Qian Xunjí.

If nothing unexpected happened, Bibi Dong would be just as the book described: knocked unconscious by Qian Xunjí, cruelly violated, and then bearing his child.

Bibi Dong felt the force of Qian Xunjí's attack, something she couldn't evade at all, leaving her with nothing but fear and despair.

How did her teacher, who had always taken care of her, suddenly become a demon?

Bibi Dong couldn't accept this reality.

Qian Xunjí's face grew more ferocious as his palm forcefully struck the back of Bibi Dong's neck.

He was determined to possess Bibi Dong.

That useless piece of trash, Yu Xiaogang, and a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had almost taken Bibi Dong, which filled Qian Xunjí with boundless anger.

He couldn't let that happen.

He wanted Bibi Dong, not just for her beauty but also for her astonishing talent in cultivation. Together, they would undoubtedly give birth to an exceptionally gifted offspring.

However, when Qian Xunjí's palm landed on Bibi Dong's neck, a small, golden, semi-transparent shield quickly lit up on the surface of her skin.

With a bang, Qian Xunjí's palm was sent flying high.

Taking advantage of this moment, Bibi Dong finally reacted, swiftly moving forward to put some distance between her and Qian Xunjí.

"What kind of ability is this?" Qian Xunjí frowned, staring at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong hadn't used any soul skills or released soul power, so how could there be a shield-like thing?

Qian Xunjí's gaze fell on the back of Bibi Dong's neck, where the golden, semi-transparent shield was slowly fading and then disappeared.

Bibi Dong was also a bit bewildered. Although she couldn't see what had happened behind her, her spiritual power sensed that something had intervened on her behalf.

Qian Xunjí, who had shed his pretense, had no intention of hiding anymore.

He grinned and said, "No matter what it is, you can't escape from my grasp today, Dong'er. Teacher has always been so good to you, don't you like teacher even a little bit?"

Bibi Dong shook her head and kept retreating. "Teacher, please spare me. I won't speak of today's events."

"Spare you?" Qian Xunjí smirked. "Impossible! Today, you won't get away!"

Bibi Dong had no illusions left. She was cornered, and with Qian Xunjí's power, she knew she couldn't escape. 

Gradually, a sense of determination crept onto her face. "Teacher, thank you for your years of nurturing. I, Bibi Dong, owe you nothing in this lifetime."

She raised her delicate hand, soul power surging within, and aimed a palm towards her own smooth forehead.

"Is this how you repay me?" Qian Xunjí sneered. A dreadful aura erupted from him, locking onto Bibi Dong. This was his Angelic Domain, with powerful control. Under the Angelic Domain, Bibi Dong was completely immobilized, frozen in place.

"Since you want to resist, I can only have you when you're fully awake. Don't worry; teacher will be very gentle." At this moment, Qian Xunjí had lost all humanity, becoming a complete demon.

The golden light emanating from the domain illuminated the entire underground chamber, as well as Bibi Dong's despairing face.

As she watched Qian Xunjí approach step by step, she couldn't help but close her eyes, tears streaming down her breathtaking cheeks.

At this moment, the image of Ao Tian suddenly flashed in her mind, that extraordinarily handsome man. 

And the words he had said: "When you're in danger, just call my name, and I'll be by your side."

Bibi Dong subconsciously wanted to call out Ao Tian's name, but when the words reached her lips, she couldn't bring herself to say them. Could that young man really save her? 

Her teacher was a Titled Douluo, a powerful one with an Angel Martial spirit. She felt that the young man's arrival here would only result in his death.

She couldn't bear to involve an innocent person, especially one so handsome...

Moreover, how could simply calling a name make someone appear? Did he think he was a god?

Bibi Dong struggled internally for a moment and, in the end, didn't utter Ao Tian's name.

Just as Qian Xunjí was about to pounce on Bibi Dong, a sigh echoed in her ears.

"Ah... Didn't I tell you to call me when you're in danger, silly girl?"

The moment that voice rang out, Ao Tian's figure appeared beside Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's delicate body trembled, and in disbelief, she opened her eyes to see that unforgettable ethereal face.

This time, she quickly snapped out of the seductive allure of beauty, reaching out to push Aotian.

"Danger, run!"

However, it was already too late.

"Die!" Qian Xunjí's enraged voice echoed.

The sudden appearance of this man, made Qian Xunjí feel an intense threat. He couldn't comprehend how the man had appeared without him noticing. Moreover, the man's appearance seemed even more handsome than his, and there appeared to be a complicated relationship between him and Bibi Dong. How could he accept this?

Qian Xunjí mobilized his massive soul power and thrust a palm toward Ao Tian, even without using his martial soul or soul skills. With his Title Douluo-level soul power, this strike was absolutely terrifying.

Aotian didn't even spare a glance at Qian Xunjí, reaching out to grasp Bibi Dong's soft hand.

"With me here, don't be afraid," he whispered softly.

As he spoke, he waved a hand lightly towards Qian Xunjí, as though shooing away a fly, appearing calm and composed.

However, Qian Xunjí's face changed drastically; the sudden and overwhelming pressure left him with tingling scalp. He couldn't react in time. With a bang, he felt like his facial bones were about to shatter, teeth sprayed out of his mouth, his head buzzing, and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Bibi Dong was stunned. Her beautiful eyes widened, her rosy lips slightly parted, giving her an adorable dumbfounded look. At this moment, she appeared to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, in the prime of her youth.

Ao Tian chuckled softly and gently squeezed Bibi Dong's smooth hand.

Bibi Dong snapped out of her daze, her cheeks flushing red. She tried to pull her hand away but found that she couldn't free it from Aotian's grip, no matter how hard she tried.

"I'll take you away," Ao Tian said, smiling.

He didn't concern himself with whether Qian Xunjí was alive or dead. With Bibi Dong in tow, they instantly appeared in his hotel room.

Bibi Dong suddenly found herself in an unfamiliar room. Her hand was still being firmly held by this unfamiliar man.

"Can you... release me, please?" Bibi Dong blushed, her voice as soft as a whisper. She lowered her head, her gaze nervously fixed on her own toes.

"Sure," Ao Tian said, letting go of Bibi Dong's hand.

A fair lady and a gentleman, Ao Tian was not unfamiliar with Bibi Dong. In his previous life, he had sympathized with and admired this woman. Now that he had the opportunity to get closer to her and had developed feelings, he intended to pursue her.

Bibi Dong secretly stole a glance at Ao Tian, wondering who this man really was. The mysteries surrounding Aotian had already begun to exert a fatal attraction on her.

"Don't move," Ao Tian spoke, his attention focused on Bibi Dong's face as he gradually drew closer.

Bibi Dong's heart raced wildly, like a young deer in disarray. As she gazed at the face drawing closer and closer, her long eyelashes quivered, and she slowly closed her eyes, tilting her head up slightly.

"You have a hair on your face," Ao Tian's voice rang out. Immediately, Bibi Dong felt Aotian's hand brushing her face.

Oh, how embarrassing...