Beibei: As Long as You Turn Back, I'm Willing to Wait for You!

"Teacher Xiaoya, what's wrong with you? Everyone's worried about you. Come back quickly, the Tang Sect is still waiting for you to take charge!"

Huo Yuhao shouted at Tang Ya. Teacher Xiaoya had been the one to bring him into the Tang Sect, into Shrek. Without her, he might not even have had the chance to stand here today!

Huo Yuhao's shout rang across the plaza.

Tang Ya looked at him, her expression still indifferent.

"Teacher Xiaoya, the Tang Sect has started recruiting disciples again."

"Everyone has been waiting for you."

"Come back with us. Whatever it is, we'll solve it together!"

Huo Yuhao took two steps forward. His powerful spiritual detection had already spread through the surroundings as he tried to find the abnormality on Tang Ya's body, to find proof that Teacher Xiaoya had been controlled by that man.

But he quickly discovered that Tang Ya's soul power fluctuations were extremely steady, and her consciousness was perfectly clear. There was no sign whatsoever of spiritual control.

In other words, at this very moment, she knew exactly what she was doing.

And this discovery was undoubtedly a crushing blow to Huo Yuhao. Teacher Xiaoya had not been controlled by anyone. She... had truly fallen...

Beibei stood where he was, his eyes never leaving Tang Ya.

"Xiaoya, tell me."

"Did he force you?"

"As long as you nod, even if I die here today, I'll take you away!"

His voice had begun to tremble. The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex martial soul emerged around him once more, lightning racing rapidly along his arms.

Faced with Beibei's questioning, Tang Ya shifted her gaze away. She did not answer, nor did she look at Beibei.

This utter disregard ruthlessly extinguished the last sliver of hope in Beibei's heart.

Long Wushang took in his reaction, a teasing smile appearing at the corner of his lips.

He took several steps forward and, before everyone's eyes, skillfully patted Tang Ya's pert buttocks.

"Since we've already agreed on it, there's no need to waste time. Xiaoya performed well last night and satisfied me greatly."

"According to our agreement, I won't hurt anyone else today." Long Wushang slowly swept his gaze across the crowd, then looked at Tang Ya again.

"According to the agreement, you only need to hold these people back for me."

As those few short sentences fell, nearly everyone present changed expression drastically.

Huo Yuhao's pupils constricted sharply.

Xu Sanshi abruptly turned to look at Beibei, his lips moving as though he wanted to say something. But upon seeing Beibei's face, he found himself unable to utter a word.

Wang Dong was filled with fury as he demanded incredulously, "Teacher Xiaoya, how could you..."

The students hiding inside the teaching buildings and the teachers nearby all revealed strange expressions as well. In particular, their gazes toward Beibei were filled with complicated emotions.

Long Wushang's words contained far too much information.

Tang Ya's former relationship with Beibei was no secret in the outer court. It was practically common knowledge. Back then, they had even secretly been praised as the outer court's perfect couple. They often addressed each other as teacher and student, and people had called it rather playful.

And now, that lively, mischievous girl was nestled in another man's arms.

She even allowed him to make such intimate gestures, and apparently had some sort of agreement with him that had left him satisfied for the night. No one could be blamed for letting their thoughts wander.

After hearing those words, the color rapidly drained from Beibei's face.

His body froze in place. His gaze slowly moved away from Long Wushang's hand before finally settling on Tang Ya's face.

He was waiting. As long as Tang Ya showed disgust, even if she merely took half a step back, he would be willing to believe she had her reasons.

As long as Xiaoya had been passive, as long as she had her reasons, he could forgive her. He could accept it. In the name of love, he could embrace it all.

Yet Tang Ya merely flushed slightly. Faced with Long Wushang's actions, she showed no resentment or rejection.

She simply had not expected Long Wushang to bring up last night's matter in such a setting, so after a brief moment of surprise, she gave no response.

She raised her head to look at Long Wushang. The indifference between her brows and eyes swiftly faded, and she moved a little closer to him with docile grace.

"Mm."

"Rest assured, Master. I won't let them disturb you."

Her lips curved faintly upward, her posture gentle and obedient, like a well-behaved kitten receiving a reward.

But when she looked back at Beibei and the others, that softness vanished completely.

"Tang Ya!"

Beibei could no longer hold himself back. A low roar forced its way out of his throat.

Lightning spread outward from beneath his feet, cracking the paving stones one after another.

"Do you know what you're saying?"

Tang Ya raised her right hand, and Sinful Blue Silver Grass rapidly burst out from the ground. Dark-gold blades of grass covered more than half the plaza.

At the same time, soul rings rose one after another beneath her feet, strange and dense soul power spreading outward.

"I know very clearly what I'm doing, and I have never been as clear-headed and liberated as I am today."

"Beibei, do not come any closer."

"Master has already promised me that he won't kill you."

"But if you insist on making a move, I'll stop you myself."

Beibei's chest heaved violently. He could accept Tang Ya resenting him. He could even accept Tang Ya attacking him.

But he could not accept Tang Ya defending another man in such a foreign tone.

Xu Sanshi raised the Darkworld Turtle Shell Shield and stood in front of him again.

"Beibei, calm down!"

"She's a Soul Emperor now, and that Blue Silver Grass can devour vitality and blood. Charging in like that is no different from courting death!"

"Move!"

Lightning surged along Beibei's arm as he prepared to shove Xu Sanshi aside, but Long Wushang had already lost interest in watching this melodramatic scene.

He directly released Tang Ya and stepped forward.

Buzz!

An extreme darkness centered on his body instantly blanketed the plaza.

The sky had already been covered by dark clouds, but now it lost all color completely.

The students standing nearby only felt a chill run through their bodies. The speed of their soul power circulation plummeted, and even their martial souls sent out intense feelings of fear.

A pitch-black dragon phantom rose behind Long Wushang.

Its dragon head hung low, its wings spread wide, and dark purple patterns flowed across its jet-black scales. It was identical to the black dragon in the sky, yet seemed to be of an even higher rank.

A Dark Sacred Dragon—a Dark Sacred Dragon possessing extreme darkness, a Dark Sacred Dragon whose quality far surpassed Long Xiaoyao's!

Purple, purple, black, black, black, red.

Six soul rings rose in succession beneath Long Wushang's feet.

When the final blood-red soul ring appeared, many students on the plaza were left completely dumbfounded.

"A hundred-thousand-year soul ring?"

"How is that possible?!"

"He only has six rings!"

Cries of shock rang out one after another. Even Beibei's fury was forcibly suppressed for a moment by this soul ring configuration.

He started with two thousand-year soul rings. His third soul ring was already ten thousand years, while his sixth soul ring was a hundred thousand years.

This configuration was beyond merely outrageous.

Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea churned violently.

Skydream Iceworm urgently warned, "Yuhao, be careful!"

"This person's physical strength far exceeds that of an ordinary Soul Emperor, and his martial soul also possesses extreme darkness."

"Don't confront him head-on!"

Electrolux also released a spiritual fluctuation, his tone exceptionally grave.

"The dark dragon soul behind him is extremely pure, and its bloodline is of a very high level."

"More troublesome still, the Demon Puppet martial soul he released earlier is far from simple. I sensed the power of a higher dimension from that martial soul."

"His twin martial souls are far stronger than yours..."

Huo Yuhao stared at Long Wushang, his palms already drenched in sweat. He had no mind left to consider Elder Yi's words about the power of a higher dimension.