Each word came down harder than the last, the threat unmistakable.
Bibi Dong did not wait for Yang Xing to answer. "Tell me! How much do you know about that incident? Who told you?"
As she asked, Bibi Dong, who had regained a sliver of reason, made a ruthless decision.
Once she learned who else knew about the darkest event of her life, she would eliminate them at once.
As for Yang Xing...
She still felt a moment's hesitation over him.
She truly had intended to become his disciple today.
After all her years of forbearance, becoming someone's disciple in exchange for a Soul Skill that could help her pass the Rakshasa God's Divine Trial was nothing.
But then things had gone wrong.
She had been sincere about becoming his disciple, yet Yang Xing refused to accept her and brought up some nonsense about sincerity. If that was not sincere, what was?
As she had just demanded of him, she strongly suspected he was deceiving her because he simply did not want to give her the Spirit Binding Method.
Even that, she could have let pass.
She had wanted to see what other conditions Yang Xing might set, or what she would have to do to become his disciple. For the sake of becoming a god, she believed she could swallow her pride for a while.
But then the man before her had suddenly brought up the most humiliating, darkest thing in her heart: Qian Xunji's assault on her.
Within Spirit Hall, only she, Qian Daoliu, and a handful of subordinates who had since been dealt with knew about it.
It was unthinkable.
That incident was the one thing she could never bear to have touched.
She had thought she had buried it deep, never imagining that Yang Xing, a