The Saintess Mirror! I'll Brand Your Soul with the Mark of Humiliation!

"Take this!"

A faint golden glow lit Bai Xuan's fingertips as he reached straight for Itila's underarm.

The instant his fingers brushed her skin, an indescribable ticklish sensation shot through Itila's body like lightning!

"Mmph—"

Her legs snapped straight, and her whole body trembled beyond her control.

"You—?!"

Itila whipped her head around, her eyes blazing with embarrassed fury.

She had never imagined Bai Xuan would know even this secret weakness of hers!

How on earth had he found out?!

"What about me?"

Bai Xuan shrugged. "If you won't surrender, I don't mind persuading you like this until you give in."

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Try me. I can keep this up all day!"

"You—"

Itila bit her lower lip, furious at his shameless teasing yet helpless to stop it.

When had she ever suffered such humiliation—pinned down and toyed with at someone else's whim?

But right now, she was completely at a disadvantage.

Not only did Bai Xuan hold the key to ending the Eternal Night Ritual, but his strange Flash form had also left her weak all over, as though she had been drugged—

What was going on?

What had he done to me in that instant?!

After struggling with herself, Itila finally relented.

She let out a long sigh. "Enough. I surrender!"

"Good!"

A triumphant smile curved Bai Xuan's lips. "But surrender comes with conditions! I'm going to carve my mark into your soul!"

"Don't push your luck!"

Itila glared at him coldly, anger burning in her eyes.

"What? Did you think surrendering came without a price?" Bai Xuan reached toward Itila's darkness again. "If you refuse, I won't accept your surrender!"

"You insolent wretch—!"

"Then I'll keep going—"

"Eek!"

Under Bai Xuan's relentless torment, Itila finally gave in and let him brand his personal mark deep within