Chapter 14 was just a massage.

But she couldn't stop fantasizing, imagining that the person in the room was her teacher, imagining her teacher's depraved appearance, her holy face tinged with a blush, and an avalanche occurring on the snow-white mountain peak.

"Ha, teacher." Hu Liena had an extraordinary admiration and worship for Bibi Dong, which was amplified and distorted under the guidance of Jin Yang's passive charm, leading to the birth of special thoughts deep in Hu Liena's heart.

No, no, what's wrong with her lately? Hu Liena shook her head. Why has she been thinking about all this random stuff lately? Just as Hu Liena was about to continue eavesdropping, a woman's voice suddenly came from inside the room: "Is there some noise outside?"

Hu Liena's heart tightened, and she immediately tiptoed away, a drop of glistening sweat dripping down her face.

"No, right?" Jin Yang sensed the outside atmosphere disappear, raised an eyebrow, lifted Bibi Dong's jade foot, and pressed it down hard.

"Ah~"

Inside the room, Bibi Dong lay on the bed, her mind blank, her eyes glazed and lost in thought.

Jin Yang continuously massaged various parts of Bibi Dong to relieve her fatigue. Whenever he touched Bibi Dong's sensitive spots, Bibi Dong would involuntarily groan.

Bibi Dong's consciousness seemed to sink into a warm and comfortable meadow, where tranquil dew clung to the blades of grass, reflecting a peaceful light. Bibi Dong's heart had never been so calm.

Bibi Dong was surprised that Jin Yang did not take advantage of her, but instead used a special massage technique to help her dispel the rampant evil thoughts of the Rakshasa.

She has always been burdened by hatred, busy with the power struggle of the Spirit Hall, and immersed in scheming. She has borne too much pressure. The world only sees her glory, but who knows her bitterness?

This long-lost sense of ease made Bibi Dong somewhat intoxicated; perhaps it wouldn't be so bad if things stayed this way.

Rakshasa's wicked thoughts: "...Does someone still remember that they need to stay alert and clear-headed?"

As a creation of the Rakshasa God and one of the conditions of the Rakshasa God's test, it is actually an invisible examiner with a certain degree of self-awareness.

As the examiner, it still wanted to remind the successor of the Rakshasa god, but it dared not.

In its eyes, Jin Yang was a bright sun that could purify all darkness and evil. Even just looking at Jin Yang would make the evil thoughts of Rakshasa disappear like moths to a flame.

It couldn't understand how such a terrifying deity could be exempt from the laws of the divine realm and appear in the mortal world in its true form.

Even the Five Great God Kings weren't this arrogant!

"Bibi Dong, you'd better pray for yourself!" Being targeted by such a deity, unless Rakshasa himself came, Rakshasa's evil thoughts could not think of a way to drive away Jin Yang.

"Your Holiness," Jin Yang whispered seductively in Bibi Dong's ear, "is it comfortable?"

"Hmm~" Bibi Dong responded subconsciously.

"Want to do something more comfortable?" Jin Yang's palm was pressed against Bibi Dong's skin, moving along the mountain wall, just before he turned to the sunny side of the ridge and smashed the ice axe into the ice wall.

*Slap!* Bibi Dong snapped out of her daze, her eyes flashing with shock, anger, and shame. She slapped Jin Yang away with her backhand.

Jin Yang slowly descended, hiding in a pink bubble. He looked speechlessly at Bibi Dong, who had straightened her clothes and had an icy expression. This woman really knew how to change her face.

"Jin Yang!" Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, her consciousness returning. Countless memories of what had just happened flooded her mind, causing her face to flush red. "How do you want to die?"

"What does Your Holiness mean by this?" Jin Yang asked, a look of confusion on his face, his tone playful. "You were moaning with pleasure just now."

"Shut up!" Bibi Dong shouted in shame and anger, as Jin Yang had almost groped her all over.

Something's not right. Why do Rakshasa's evil thoughts always appear at such "perfect timing"? Could it be related to Jin Yang? Bibi Dong cursed Rakshasa's evil thoughts in her heart, but nothing happened.

"Is His Holiness the Pope planning to attack me?"

"You're quite self-aware," Bibi Dong sneered, her Title Douluo's soul power raging in the room, creating ripples on the pink bubbles.

Bibi Dong's eyes darkened. It was that pink barrier again. Was it the power of a divine artifact?

"I advise Your Holiness not to act so impulsively," Jin Yang said slowly, taking out a golden gem. "It's not good for either of us."

"Heh, I'd like to see how you can do anything to me." She also has a divine artifact, but Jin Yang doesn't have the strength of a Title Douluo. What can he use to fight her?

"Ah~ harder!" The woman's voice made Bibi Dong's expression change drastically. She stared intently at the golden gem in Jin Yang's hand, her eyes flashing with boundless rage.

"His Holiness's voice is still very pleasant," Jin Yang tapped the golden gem. "Let me introduce this to His Holiness. This thing is called the Golden Sound Stone. It has only three effects: storing sound and... copying."

Over the long years, Jin Yang has collected countless rare treasures, and the Golden Sound Stone is just one of his many wonderful little gadgets.

Jin Yang poured energy into the Golden Sound Stone, and as the Golden Sound Stone trembled, two identical stones appeared in Jin Yang's hands.

Bibi Dong's face darkened, and Jin Yang's voice continued, "Your Holiness, you may not know, but your disciple Hu Liena listened to your groans outside the door for quite a while, though she didn't know it was Your Holiness making those sounds."

"What?" Bibi Dong was startled. No wonder she had vaguely sensed a familiar aura just now. At the same time, she felt a sense of fear. Fortunately, Na'er did not push the door open, otherwise she would have lost all face as a teacher.

"What do you want to do?" Bibi Dong asked expressionlessly, but a hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

"Your Holiness," Jin Yang said with a smile, "you wouldn't want your disciples and the people of the Spirit Hall to know about what happened today, would you?"

"If others knew that you, the Pope, could speak with such a pleasant voice, what would they imagine? It would be very detrimental to your prestige!"

"By the way, all the parent and child versions of the Golden Sound Stone share information, and I happen to have a habit of making backups."

"State your conditions." Bibi Dong's anger was already overflowing; she hadn't expected to be defeated by Jin Yang again today.

"Well, I have no other conditions. You have to tell me the name of the elder who owns the sachet and arrange for me to meet her. I guarantee that this recording will not fall into anyone's hands. I swear in the name of the Angel God. After all, I have no reason to oppose Your Holiness the Pope."

"***#######^*&^" In Jin Yang's mental world, a child's voice cursed loudly, but it was blocked by Jin Yang's divine power.

Bibi Dong was taken aback. Wasn't the owner of the sachet her?

Bibi Dong believed Jin Yang's oath. After all, as a junior of the Second Enshrinement Hall, Jin Yang couldn't possibly make a random oath about the Angel God. Otherwise, if Golden Crocodile Douluo found out that he had blasphemed the Angel God, he would definitely skin Jin Yang alive.

But where could she find any elders? That was all made up by her.