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When Ye Wen woke up the next morning, he felt light and buoyant—not in discomfort, but in an overwhelming sense of ease and refreshment.
It took him a while to shake off the lingering daze.
Slowly sitting up, he gazed affectionately at Bibi Dong sleeping beside him, but soon guilt began to creep into his heart.
The events of last night were now crystal clear in Ye Wen's mind.
He checked the state of his divine soul—it was perfectly restored, even stronger than before.
"Damn Poseidon! No wonder Qian Qian hasn't returned for so long. You're still up to your old tricks!" Ye Wen cursed inwardly.
Meanwhile, in the god realm, Poseidon was grinning smugly, clearly proud of his ingenious move.
"I knew that Asura wouldn't have anything good planned. My perfect successor would inevitably be sabotaged, so I prepared countermeasures in advance.
So what if you're a God King, Asura? If you think you can outsmart me, try again in your next life," Poseidon boasted to himself.
Years of disciplined routine ensured Bibi Dong woke up around the same time.
Still half-asleep, she blinked groggily at Ye Wen, who was already up.
"Why are you awake so early?
You're still injured—you need more rest. Leave everything else to me."
Bibi Dong tried to gently push Ye Wen back down to rest, but she immediately noticed that he no longer showed any signs of weakness. She snapped fully awake.
"Huh!? What happened to you?" Bibi Dong asked in astonishment.
But Ye Wen found it difficult to explain what had happened last night and tried to change the subject with some excuses.
However, Bibi Dong quickly picked up on Ye Wen's habitual small gestures when deflecting topics.
Her gaze sharpened as she pounced on him, pinning him firmly to the bed. She pressed her delicate nose against his body, sniffing intently.
"Dong'er, what are you doing?"
Caught off guard by Bibi Dong's sudden actions, Ye Wen couldn't resist. Though they were an old married couple, he suddenly felt a bit shy.
At this moment, Bibi Dong sat up, straddling Ye Wen's waist, her expression dangerous yet playful.
"The scent of Angel God's power… Care to explain what you did behind my back last night?
Even your divine soul injuries have been completely healed—this isn't something an ordinary god could achieve, especially not from a female god with Light attributes."
What the hell? Could she really detect traces of divine energy with her nose—and even identify the gender? Ye Wen froze, stunned, as he tried to come up with a plausible lie.
Seeing Ye Wen attempt to conceal something, Bibi Dong's previously stern expression suddenly turned seductive.
"Not going to talk, huh? Don't blame me then."
Ye Wen panicked. What was Bibi Dong up to this early in the morning?
He suddenly felt a chilling sensation below.
Bibi Dong launched a fierce assault, causing Ye Wen's "ammunition" to fire uncontrollably for quite some time until his reserves were completely depleted.
As Bibi Dong still looked ready to continue her attack, Ye Wen hastily embraced her soft figure.
"Enough, Dong'er! I'm all out—I mean it! Spare me, I still need my divine power to recover."
Bibi Dong put up a token struggle before finally relenting, wrapping her arms around Ye Wen.
"Ready to confess?"
Ye Wen sighed. What kind of love life was this? He had originally wanted nothing more than a simple, pure romance.
Well, technically it was still pure—he hadn't initiated anything.
But what happened last night was hard to bring up.
Noticing Ye Wen's hesitation, Bibi Dong understood that he wanted to speak but couldn't find the words. The intense session had also lifted her mood considerably. With a flirtatious blush, she whispered softly,
"If you don't want to talk about it, then don't—for now.
But when you're ready, make sure to introduce them properly to me and Sister Ah Yin."
"Dong'er~" Ye Wen was touched. How understanding his wife was!
Though the thought of actually introducing them made his stomach churn.
At this moment, Bibi Dong began tracing circles on Ye Wen's chest.
"We don't mind you bringing new women into the family, but don't forget about us."
Her slightly melancholic expression made Ye Wen feel both tender-hearted and exasperated. It wasn't his fault!
Damn Poseidon!
"What are you thinking, Dong'er? You're my family—I could never forget you.
It's just that this situation is a bit special, and I'm not sure how to explain it yet. Let me sort it out, and I'll tell you everything later," Ye Wen said soothingly.
Feeling Ye Wen's gentle touch on her back, Bibi Dong grew emotional again. Her cheeks flushed pink as she sat up once more.
"I don't care. I worked so hard to heal your injuries last night, and you went behind our backs to 'play.' You owe me big time."
Hmm…
Divine-level women were truly terrifying. Fine, another round it was.
With the complete annihilation of the Star Luo Empire and the Hao Tian Sect, there were no longer any forces left to oppose the Holy Spirit Empire.
Everything was progressing smoothly.
Because of the sins committed by the Star Luo Empire, the policies of the Holy Spirit Empire were implemented without resistance. The common people, far from resenting them, wept tears of gratitude for the happiness brought by the empire.
The greatest beneficiary of this gratitude was, naturally, Bibi Dong, the current empress of the Holy Spirit Empire.
Though this wasn't the evil faith power she needed most, the high-purity evil faith provided by Ye Wen's Hell Capital sufficed.
By blending the two, Bibi Dong could cultivate normally. Even if she didn't use it herself, she could pass it on to her divine officials. Most of it, however, was used by Bibi Dong herself, causing her cultivation to skyrocket.
At this moment, Ye Wen wasn't in the Holy Spirit Imperial City or the Tian Xing Academy. Instead, he had returned to the Shrine Hall of Wuhun City after a long absence.
Before him stood two breathtakingly beautiful women, their heads bowed like children caught misbehaving.
Ye Wen sighed, forgetting all the rehearsed words he had prepared.
Striving to keep his tone gentle, he softly asked,
"Qian Qian, will you become my fourth wife?"
Given the circumstances and external factors, Ye Wen couldn't bring himself to scold the young woman he had raised so carefully.
Qian Qian, who had been timid and bashful, immediately raised her head in surprise, too excited to speak.
Ye Wen stepped forward and gently embraced her.
"I'm sorry, Qian Qian. I've been so slow to realize things.
After all these years of living together, I failed to notice your feelings. It took Poseidon's intervention to make me see. Can you forgive me?"
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