Subduing Xian Lin'er

Deep within Xian Lin'er's beautiful eyes flashed profound astonishment and scrutiny.

The youth wore a black robe, his hands tucked casually into his pockets. His face was strikingly handsome, with faint traces of youthful innocence that had yet to fade.

At his age, he looked no different from an ordinary new student.

"Dean Xian, weren't you in such a hurry to find the person who refined those pills?"

Xiao Dong spoke calmly.

"Stop looking around. The expert you've been talking about is none other than yours truly."

"You?!"

At Xiao Dong's utterly unruffled words, Xian Lin'er froze briefly. Then undisguised mockery and contempt almost instantly swept across her mature, alluring face.

"You wet-behind-the-ears brat! What utter nonsense!"

Xian Lin'er folded her arms. The immense pressure of a rank-ninety-four Titled Douluo seeped from her body, sending ripples through the surrounding air. She sneered, "I sensed that phenomenon-the storm of heaven and earth energy-from miles away, clear as day. Only a master who has immersed themselves in alchemy for decades could possibly refine a Divine Pill of that caliber. You still reek of your mother's milk, yet you dare boast so shamelessly here?!"

To her, this ignorant junior who knew neither the height of heaven nor the depth of earth was clearly seizing the opportunity to play to the crowd.

"Big Brother Xiao Dong isn't lying!"

As Xian Lin'er sneered, Xiao Xiao, who stood beside them with her hair in twin ponytails, could no longer hold back. Her little lips puffed into an indignant pout, her ponytails swaying with her movements. Her face brimmed with admiration as she testified in her sweet voice.

"Back in the valley outside the city, Big Brother Xiao Dong refined those thirteen bright-red divine medicines himself, using white flames! Sister Ning Tian and the rest of us all saw it with our own eyes!"

"Hm?!"

At Xiao Xiao's clear voice, without the slightest hint of deceit, Xian Lin'er's body abruptly stiffened. Shock and doubt finally flickered in her phoenix eyes, and she snapped her gaze toward the young sect master of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Meeting Xian Lin'er's piercing gaze, Ning Tian drew a deep breath. Unprecedented solemnity and reverence appeared on her delicate, refined face as she bowed respectfully.

"Dean Xian, every word Xiao Xiao said is true. The esteemed expert who refined the Divine Pills... is indeed Young Master Xiao Dong standing before you."

Though Wu Feng was somewhat frightened by Xian Lin'er's imposing presence, she dutifully lowered her head and nodded repeatedly beside them.

"It... really was you?!"

With the young sect master of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect confirming it beyond doubt, Xian Lin'er felt a thunderclap explode inside her head!

A mere teenage boy was actually a Grandmaster Alchemist who could casually refine pills that resonated with heaven and earth energy, pills that even Titled Douluos dreamed of obtaining?!

Such an astonishing feat would surely be unprecedented, even if one searched every ancient record from the Douluo Continent's past ten thousand years!

Could this world... truly hold such a monstrous prodigy?

Towering waves surged through Xian Lin'er's heart, her phoenix eyes flickering uncertainly. Yet the composure of a rank-ninety-four expert allowed her to force down her shock as she ventured a question.

"Young friend, if those Divine Pills truly came from your hands, might you produce one for me to inspect first?"

Yet Xiao Dong acted as though he had never heard this overture from the Martial God Douluo whose name resounded across the continent.

His expression was indifference itself. He could not even be bothered to spare Xian Lin'er a proper glance!

This arrogance, bordering on outright contempt, sent Ning Tian's, Wu Feng's, and Xiao Xiao's hearts leaping into their throats. Inwardly, all three gasped sharply!

She was the dean of Shrek Academy's Soul Tool Department, a rank-ninety-four Power Attack System Titled Douluo-the War God, Xian Lin'er!

Throughout the Douluo Continent's three great empires, even emperors of the imperial families had to receive this fearsome woman courteously, with the honors due a pillar of the state. Yet this lawless youth in black dared snub her in public as though she were nothing but air?!

The atmosphere in the hall became suffocatingly oppressive in an instant.

Xian Lin'er's mature, beautiful face alternated between red and white. When had she ever suffered such contempt? Had it been anyone else, she would already have reduced them to a shower of minced flesh with a single palm strike.

But the opportunity to shatter the shackles of her fate and cross the threshold into rank-ninety-five Super Douluo lay right before her. At that thought, the normally ill-tempered Martial God Douluo finally had no choice but to suppress her anger by force. Even her breathing slowed somewhat.

She drew a deep breath, her high, full chest heaving beneath her leather armor. A rare note of courtesy and urgency entered her voice-the tone of someone asking a favor.

"Young friend, my attitude earlier was inappropriate. But I truly need that Divine Pill desperately to break through my shackles. As long as you're willing to part with one, whether you want a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone or a high-grade Soul Tool, I will do everything in my power to obtain it for you!"

At Xian Lin'er's earnest words as she lowered herself, a faint, playful smile curled Xiao Dong's lips.

His deep black eyes swept brazenly over her exquisite, curvaceous body, still rich with mature charm. Then he leisurely uttered words that plunged the entire hall into deathly silence.

"Soul Bones, Soul Tools-all that junk means nothing to me. Getting a Divine Pill isn't difficult. All you have to do, esteemed Martial God Douluo, is obediently become my personal maid, pouring my tea and waiting on me."

"Gasp...!"

Ning Tian's, Wu Feng's, and Xiao Xiao's eyes nearly popped out at the same instant. Their mouths opened wide enough to fit a goose egg, and all three froze in a stupor!

He wanted the rank-ninety-four Martial God Douluo, Xian Lin'er, to become his personal maid?!

At that moment, the three girls even felt a measure of genuine admiration for Xiao Dong's heaven-defying audacity. Mere arrogance could no longer describe this. He was practically dancing wildly atop the King of Hell's head!

"You little bastard! Do you know who you're speaking to?!"

Xian Lin'er's mature, alluring face instantly turned livid. Towering flames of fury blazed in her phoenix eyes as she shouted, "I've spoken to you civilly, so don't spit on the respect I've shown you! Don't entertain yourself at my expense with absurd jokes that disgrace a Titled Douluo's dignity!"

"A joke?"

Xiao Dong gave a derisive laugh. His aggressively appraising gaze settled on Xian Lin'er's long, straight legs, taut and shapely, as he sneered.

"I never joke. And there's one more rule for being my maid. Take off that stiff leather armor and put on a pair of sexy black stockings as thin as cicada wings. If you serve me to my satisfaction, I wouldn't mind casually rewarding you with a Divine Pill."

He's mad. He's absolutely mad!

Wu Feng and Ning Tian trembled violently, their faces deathly pale with fright. They felt as though their scalps were about to burst.

Right to the face of a notoriously hot-tempered female Douluo famed across the continent, he not only demanded that she become his maid, but also that she wear those scandalously revealing black stockings to serve him?!

Now even an immortal descending from heaven could not save him!

"You little bastard! You're courting death!!"

Sure enough, under this relentless barrage of blatant lechery and humiliation, the last of Xian Lin'er's reason burned to ashes!

Boom!

The terrifying pressure of a rank-ninety-four Power Attack System Titled Douluo erupted from Xian Lin'er like the celestial river bursting its banks. Two yellow, two purple, and five black Soul Rings-nine dazzling rings in all-rose around her in an instant!

"Even if I completely offend the power backing you today, I'll skin you and tear out your tendons, you foul-mouthed little bastard!"

Xian Lin'er's phoenix eyes were icy, her killing intent surging skyward. Her body moved, and she furiously slammed a palm toward Xiao Dong's face!

Feeling that world-shattering ferocity of a Titled Douluo, Ning Tian and the other two girls were utterly terrified. Yet beneath their overwhelming fear, curiosity and anticipation could not help rising deep within their beautiful eyes.

Could this youth in black, so peerlessly arrogant from beginning to end... still create another miracle against a true Titled Douluo's full-powered strike?!

Facing that lethal palm strike tearing through the air, Xiao Dong did not so much as shift his stance.

His handsome face held only the derision of someone looking down upon an ant.

"You stupid woman, you have no idea what death looks like. Did you really think I couldn't put you in your place?!"

Xiao Dong opened his hand and reached straight out to seize her, without the slightest flourish!

No Martial Soul, no Soul Rings!

Only the monstrous power of his flesh, enough to crush mountains and split peaks, erupted at that instant!

Bang!

An exceedingly deep, muffled sonic boom exploded. The moment Xian Lin'er's savage strike, powerful enough to shatter a mountain peak, met the youth's fair hand, it was like a flimsy sheet of paper striking a towering pillar of divine iron. It could not budge him in the slightest!

An incomparably violent recoil surged back through her arm. The nine brilliant Soul Rings surrounding Xian Lin'er were shaken so fiercely that they dimmed, nearly cracking apart!

"Impossible!"

Before the horror could fully spread across Xian Lin'er's face, Xiao Dong's hand had already clamped around her fair, delicate wrist like an iron vise. His arm abruptly sank, and overwhelmingly domineering strength bore down!

"Get on your knees!"

Boom!

It came with a seemingly casual, low command from Xiao Dong.

And beneath the utterly horrified gazes of Ning Tian and the other two girls, the rank-ninety-four Martial God Douluo, Xian Lin'er-who had stood so imposing moments earlier, looking down upon the continent-was brutally slammed to the ground by the youth in black with just one hand, unable to move!