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Bibi Dong looked at the drink Ye Han handed her, her brows slightly furrowed as suspicion crept into her mind. Naturally, she wouldn't let her guard down completely just because of a few words.
Ye Han noticed her hesitation but didn't feel the slightest bit of panic. On the surface, he continued to act sincere and innocent, speaking softly in an attempt to please her:
"Teacher, I truly know I was wrong. This drink is a small token of my apology. Please accept it and drink it to calm your anger. Even just a sip would mean a lot to me."
As he spoke, he deliberately pushed the drink forward, as if everything he said was genuine.
Bibi Dong stared at Ye Han's face, which was filled with sincerity, and gradually let her guard down.
"Hmm."
She nodded lightly and slowly reached out to take the drink. Under Ye Han's nervous and expectant gaze, she raised the cup to her lips.
However, at that moment, she suddenly caught a whiff of a strange, unfamiliar scent. This scent didn't belong to the drink itself, nor did it resemble any ingredient she knew.
"Hmm?!"
Bibi Dong's expression instantly darkened. But to avoid misunderstanding the little brat in case this was some new ingredient from the drink vendor, she smirked playfully:
"My dear disciple, you just said this is your favorite drink, right? Then you must be eager to drink it too. Come, you try it first."
Ye Han, of course, wasn't flustered. He had anticipated this and had already taken the immortal herb. But to avoid revealing any flaws, he continued to act sincere and innocent, politely declining:
"Teacher, this is a gift of apology specially prepared for you. How could I dare to drink it first? What if you refuse to drink it after I've had some? What would I do then?"
Bibi Dong waved her hand, her smile carrying an undeniable authority:
"What's the harm? Drink it without worry. I promise I'll drink it afterward!"
Hearing her assurance, Ye Han was overjoyed but pretended to reluctantly give in, as if succumbing to Bibi Dong's authority. He picked up the drink and took several large gulps.
After all, he had already consumed the "Fragrant Rosy Immortal," which protected him from any poison, so he had nothing to worry about.
Only after half the drink was gone did Ye Han put the cup down, feigning satisfaction and showing a look of delight:
"Ah, the familiar taste! It's so good! Teacher, you must try it. You'll definitely love it!"
Seeing this, Bibi Dong's suspicions completely vanished. She took the drink and downed it in one go.
After all, everything this little brat had would soon belong to her and Xiaogang. What did it matter if they shared a drink?
As soon as she finished the drink, Bibi Dong felt an inexplicable blockage in her soul power. It was as if an invisible force was rapidly spreading through her limbs, sealing every one of her soul acupoints.
"Hmm?"
This sensation was sudden and intense. Bibi Dong's expression changed drastically.
Ye Han knew this was the "Soul-Sealing Powder" taking effect. He decided to drop the act and no longer pretended. With a wicked smile, he teased:
"Teacher, are you feeling your soul power being gradually sealed now?"
Hearing this, Bibi Dong's pupils contracted sharply. She instantly realized that she had been tricked by this little brat!
Bibi Dong's face turned red with anger. She glared at Ye Han, gnashing her teeth as she roared:
"You little brat! How dare you scheme against me?!"
As she spoke, she urgently tried to circulate her soul power to expel the poison. But it was too late. Her soul power had been completely and temporarily sealed.
At this moment, Bibi Dong was utterly dumbfounded, and fear involuntarily filled her heart.
Ye Han ignored her anger, enjoying the look of fear on her face as he smirked mockingly:
"Teacher, you're wrong. What I did wasn't a scheme—it was self-defense! You coveted my Dark Holy Dragon vein, wanting to devour it to accelerate your divine inheritance! At the same time, you also coveted my Light Holy Dragon vein, hoping to use it to fix that waste Yu Xiaogang's spirit defect! Either of these methods would have meant my death! Naturally, I couldn't just sit back and wait for death. I had to take the initiative!"
"So, Teacher, what do you think I should do with you now~?"
Hearing these words, Bibi Dong was thrown into complete panic. She cried out in alarm:
"You... you knew everything! What do you want to do to me?!"
"If you dare touch me, I'm the current Pope! If you harm me, you'll definitely die!"
Ye Han looked at Bibi Dong's helpless and panicked threats, feeling neither pity nor fear. He slowly walked toward her, his eyes flickering with both mockery and coldness as he sneered:
"Hahaha, the current Pope? What a joke! Since I dared to do this, I'm no longer afraid of your status as Pope! Don't worry, Teacher. After all, you've taught me for two years. I'll spare your life... and then slowly torment you to death!"
As soon as these words left his mouth, Bibi Dong felt as if she had been plunged into an icy abyss, filled with terror.
Her panicked gaze fell on the open door of the room, and she suddenly bolted toward it. As she ran, she shouted, "Help! Help! There's an assassin!"
"Hahahaha, trying to run? Where do you think you're going?!"
Ye Han, however, was unfazed. With a wicked laugh, he flashed to the door and slammed it shut. He then channeled his soul power to create an invisible barrier, completely sealing off all sound within the room.
"Ah!!!"
Bibi Dong was so frightened by this sudden action that she nearly collapsed, screaming as she stumbled backward.
"Go ahead and scream! No one will hear you, and no one will come to save you!"
Ye Han sneered mockingly, then activated his Dark Holy Dragon spirit.
Although the Soul-Sealing Powder was potent, its effects wouldn't last long. He had to act quickly and use his fourth soul skill to invade her spiritual sea, stunning her mind and soul to gain control over her!
"Roar—!"
As Ye Han's Dark Holy Dragon spirit appeared, a low dragon's roar echoed through the room. The entire chamber was plunged into darkness, illuminated only by the four dazzling soul rings.
Purple, Purple, Purple, Black!
"Ah! This... this is impossible!"
"Your fourth soul ring... is a fifty-thousand-year soul ring?!"
Bibi Dong was utterly shocked, her eyes wide with disbelief. A strong sense of unease washed over her as she stumbled backward in panic, begging for mercy:
"You little brat... no! Ye Han... no! Little Han, I know I was wrong! Please spare me! I won't covet your Light and Dark Holy Dragon veins anymore! Please let me go, okay?!"
"As long as you let me go today, I won't interfere with anything you do in the future! Whatever you want, I'll give it to you!"
Ye Han listened to her pleas as if hearing the most ridiculous joke. Scared? Now you're scared? Where's all that bravado from before? Where's all that madness?!
"Hahahaha!"
Ye Han couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh maniacally. Then, with a wicked glare at Bibi Dong, he sneered:
"Bibi Dong, do you know you were wrong? No! You're just scared!!!"
With that, Ye Han prepared to unleash his fourth soul skill, determined to completely control her and slowly torment her to death in the future...
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