Inside the Celestial Master Hall.
Zhang Qingxuan's teasing left Bibi Dong at a loss. Her cheeks flushed scarlet, and she stammered:
"I... I'm sorry. I got greedy!"
Zhang Qingxuan nodded with a faint, knowing smile. "Greed leads to trouble. You nearly lost yourself to it."
He circled Bibi Dong once more, clicking his tongue in wonder. "Well, well. You really are something!"
Bibi Dong understood exactly what he meant—so remarkable that a god had played her like a pawn, so remarkable that she had nearly sold herself and helped count the money.
Worse, someone had warned her before. She had known the danger, yet she had fallen into the pit anyway.
The thought made her wish she could crawl into a crack in the floor. She lowered her head, unable to look at anyone, her ears so red they seemed ready to bleed.
Zhang Qingxuan shook his head helplessly. "All right, I'll stop teasing you. Time to deal with your problem."
His expression turned serious. He raised a hand and barked, "Celestial Master Seal, suppress!"
The Celestial Master Seal flew up and hovered above Bibi Dong's head. Divine light poured down, enveloping her.
Zhang Qingxuan was about to summon the Celestial Master Sword and sever the Rakshasa Divine Sense when Bibi Dong suddenly clutched her head with both hands and collapsed to her knees—
"Ah—!!"
"It hurts! My head hurts so much!"
Her agonized scream instantly set everyone on edge.
Qian Daoliu rushed forward, but Zhang Qingxuan stopped him with a raised hand. "Don't move."
Zhang Qingxuan frowned slightly. His spiritual awareness surged into Bibi Dong like a tide, carefully probing every inch of her meridians, every Soul Ring, and every ripple of her soul.
A moment later, he closed his eyes and tapped his fingers against the hilt of