Sweet-Talking

Using a method to conceal auras, Bai Yuan hid Xiao Wu's aura and brought her back inside the tree.

Seeing the man return carrying a young woman, Bai Yu, who was teaching Ning Rongrong how to wash vegetables, asked in surprise, "Master, why did you capture another woman?"

Ning Rongrong looked up as well, but when she recognized the person Bai Yuan had brought back, she was stunned.

Xiao Wu should have been with Zhao Wuji at this time, yet she had been captured and brought here...

Bai Yuan casually threw Xiao Wu onto the ground, then removed his mask, revealing his flawless, handsome face. "She isn't human. She's a genuine Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that has reformed."

Bai Yu remained calm, merely studying Xiao Wu curiously with her large eyes, as though trying to see how she differed from herself and ordinary people.

Ning Rongrong was first stunned by Bai Yuan's appearance, then froze again after hearing his words.

Xiao Wu was a reformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast had been right beside them all along?

Ning Rongrong did not believe it, but after glancing at Bai Yuan, she wore an expression as if she wanted to refute him but did not dare speak.

Bai Yuan ignored Ning Rongrong's feelings. He formed hand seals with both hands, gathering a ball of water out of thin air before flinging it at Xiao Wu's face.

Xiao Wu immediately woke up.

"What just happened? Why does the back of my head hurt so much?" Xiao Wu muttered groggily, rubbing the back of her head.

Bai Yuan's calm voice sounded. "It's supposed to hurt. There's something even more painful waiting for you later."

Xiao Wu's body stiffened, and she hurriedly scrambled up from the ground.

A red glow surged from her body. Beneath the faint red light, her eyes gradually turned crimson, while her ears slowly lengthened and rose from the sides of her head, covered in soft white fur.

At the same time, Xiao Wu seemed to grow a little taller. A gentle aura of Soul Power rippled around her body, and two yellow rings rose beneath her feet.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Wu turned and ran.

Even a five-ring Soul King had been unable to do anything to him. Why would she not run when facing him alone?

Bai Yuan snorted coldly. "Looks like you're just like Ning Rongrong. Unless I teach you a lesson, you won't behave!"

"Illusion Array, activate!"

As Bai Yuan's main base, this place had countless arrays laid out within it. They were not like the ones he had constructed with spiritual power inside his body at the hotel before.

Every array here had actual materials as its foundation. In other words, they were far more powerful and far more enduring.

As the Illusion Array activated, the environment before Xiao Wu's eyes underwent tremendous changes, yet it also seemed as though nothing had changed at all.

Xiao Wu ran toward the Tree Gate with all her strength. She crashed through the tree and sprinted desperately through the forest.

Yet Bai Yuan chased closely behind her, occasionally launching attacks that made her cry out in pain. She could only run even harder.

However, no matter how hard she tried, even when fragrant sweat drenched her entire body and soaked through her clothes, she could not shake Bai Yuan off.

It was as if an invisible rope bound the two of them together, ensuring that the distance between them always remained just that little bit short.

From Ning Rongrong's perspective, however, Xiao Wu looked like an idiot, frantically running circles in place.

"I'd like to see how long you can keep running." Bai Yuan silently watched Xiao Wu run, occasionally firing a strand of spiritual power that made Xiao Wu cry out and run even harder.

A trace of pity flashed through Ning Rongrong's eyes. Fortunately, she had not resisted. Otherwise, she would probably have been the one suffering such torment.

After a long while, Xiao Wu finally could not run any longer. She collapsed onto the ground and resignedly said, "Just kill me! Da Ming and Er Ming will avenge me!"

With a wave of his hand, Bai Yuan dispersed the illusion and said coldly, "Those two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts will be dead in a few years. They still think they can avenge you?"

Xiao Wu looked around at her surroundings, then sneered at Bai Yuan. "You probably don't even know who Da Ming and Er Ming are, yet you dare claim they'll die."

Bai Yuan smiled indifferently. "Little girl, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Not only do I know who Da Ming and Er Ming are, I can even foresee the future."

Xiao Wu could not be bothered to argue. She barely managed to sit up from the ground and said, "Kill me or torture me as you please."

Bai Yuan's mouth twitched, leaving him utterly speechless.

Could she not cooperate a little?

After thinking for a moment, Bai Yuan said, "Xiao Wu, I don't necessarily have to kill you. As long as you agree to one condition, I can spare your life."

Xiao Wu gave a cold, mocking laugh. "You want me to agree to one condition? Become your servant like Ning Rongrong, that scaredy-cat, and entertain you at your whim?"

Ning Rongrong flew into a rage and wanted to lash out, but she did not dare.

Bai Yuan did not want to speak either. He only felt that Xiao Wu was far too narcissistic. With his Humanoid Transformation Pill, he could directly mold the appearance of his disciples. What kind of beautiful female disciple could he not have?

After hesitating for a moment, he said abruptly, "Xiao Wu, a reformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Your true form is a Soft Bone Rabbit. Da Ming, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Azure Bull Python. Er Ming, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Titan Giant Ape."

Xiao Wu froze, subconsciously opening her mouth wide.

Bai Yuan continued on his own, "You met Tang San at Nuoding Academy. The first time you met, you fought over the position of dormitory Boss, and in the end, you became the Boss."

"You also have a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit mother. However, your mother is already dead, having become the Soul Ring and Soul Bone of a female Soul Master."

Xiao Wu was shocked beyond measure. She found it utterly unbelievable that someone could have investigated her background so thoroughly.

Ning Rongrong was equally shocked. Xiao Wu's reaction made it clear that everything Bai Yuan had said was true.

In other words, Xiao Wu truly was a reformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and there really had been a reformed Soul Beast beside them.

Did that not mean Bai Yuan and Bai Yu, this master-disciple pair without martial souls, truly were not reformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts?

At that thought, Ning Rongrong regretted it so deeply she nearly died of remorse.

For the sake of two fake Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts, she had actually gotten herself dragged into this.

It also made Ning Rongrong hate Tang San to death. If he had not deceived her, she would not have ended up as someone's servant.

"You believe now that I can foresee the future, don't you?" Bai Yuan asked calmly.

Xiao Wu retorted, "All you mentioned was the past. If you truly knew the future, why didn't you foresee yourself being falsely accused of being a reformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?"

Bai Yuan's face darkened slightly at that.

That was what annoyed him most about this matter.

Yet Bai Yuan still appeared calm and unruffled. "How do you know I didn't do it deliberately? That I deliberately let Tang San falsely accuse me, then captured Ning Rongrong, and finally intercepted you on your way back to the Star Dou Great Forest?"

Xiao Wu was momentarily speechless.

But after thinking it over carefully, Xiao Wu only found the masked man before her even more terrifying. It truly was possible that he had turned the situation to his advantage.

After remaining silent for a while, Xiao Wu asked, "Then why did you capture me?"

Without even thinking, Bai Yuan answered, "Nothing much. I simply foresaw that one of you two has the fate to become my disciple."

That was right. Bai Yuan had come to take another disciple.

His previous attempt to take Ning Rongrong as a disciple had failed, so this time, he chose to sweet-talk first before taking a disciple.