"Who... who exactly are you!?"
At the sight, Bibi Dong was utterly shocked!
After all, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were both Titled Douluos!
Moreover, they were outstanding even among Titled Douluos, their strength having reached the level of Super Douluos!
They even possessed a powerful Martial Soul Fusion Skill-the "Two Forms Stillness Domain"!
Even someone as powerful as her would be restrained by it!
Yet Yao Xuan...
Bibi Dong had not even detected any trace of Soul Power from him!
With nothing more than a casual point of his finger...
He had crippled Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
Their very survival was now uncertain.
Such strength was truly terrifying!
At that thought, Bibi Dong could not help drawing in a sharp breath!
Her beautiful eyes involuntarily widened.
At the same time, as the Rakshasa God's successor, Bibi Dong had naturally experienced the Rakshasa God's might.
Perhaps...
The three before her were no longer mortals, but godlike beings!
At that moment, Bibi Dong recalled the strange phenomenon from some time ago and continued, "Could you be... the mysterious senior who caused those nine-colored celestial phenomena and earthquakes?"
"Mm, you're not entirely stupid."
Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Yao Xuan smiled and continued, "I am Yao Xuan. From today onward, I am your master... if you want to live!"
"Of course, if you wish to disappear from this world, that's no problem either!"
"Do you want to die or live? I'll give you a choice."
With that, Yao Xuan lightly flicked his finger.
A terrifying pressure descended, and Bibi Dong involuntarily fell to her knees.
That pressure was like a mountain.
Although Bibi Dong was the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall, and her cultivation had long since reached the pinnacle...
Yet...
Under that pressure, she could not muster even a shred of strength to resist.
The next instant...
Bibi Dong's knees buckled, and those long legs of hers dropped heavily to the icy floor.
The moment her knees struck the ground, Bibi Dong's mind rang with a buzz.
Who was she?
She was the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall, an existence countless Soul Masters looked up to.
All these years, she had never bowed her head, even before Spirit Hall's elders.
Yet now, she was kneeling before an unfamiliar youth.
At that moment, towering waves of humiliation surged through Bibi Dong's heart.
Her nails dug deep into her palms.
She had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood to reach her current position.
Only she knew the price she had paid along the way.
Yet now, every scrap of dignity she had fought for over the years had been trampled to pieces in that single moment.
But humiliated as she was, she did not want to die.
There were still far too many things she had yet to accomplish in her life.
She had yet to avenge that grudge buried in the deepest recesses of her heart.
How could she die here?
Besides...
Bibi Dong raised her head and looked at the black-haired youth before her.
Someone who could casually cripple even Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
Someone whose Soul Power she could not even sense.
If she knelt before someone like him, perhaps... it did not really disgrace her.
Moreover, given the strength he had displayed, even if the Rakshasa God came in person, she might not fare well against him.
Having such a being as her master could hardly be called an injustice.
At that thought, the last bit of struggle in Bibi Dong's heart gradually subsided.
She drew a deep breath and slowly lowered her head.
"Bibi Dong pays her respects to Master."
After a pause, she added another sentence.
"From this day onward, Bibi Dong will be Master's... maid."
At Bibi Dong's words, however, Yao Xuan shook his head.
"A maid? You're not qualified yet!"
He smiled, glanced sideways at Gu Yuena beside him, and continued, "As for your current position-you'll start as my female slave."
The moment those words left Yao Xuan's mouth, Bibi Dong's delicate body abruptly stiffened.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something more, but ultimately said nothing.
"Still, it's not as though you have no chance."
Looking at her, Yao Xuan continued, "Behave well, and someday, when I'm in a good mood, I might promote you to a maid."
Hearing Yao Xuan's words, Bibi Dong clenched her teeth, lowered her head, and said no more.
Female slave.
Those words pierced her heart like a thorn.
But she was powerless to do anything and could only accept her fate.
"All right, let's get down to business first."
Yao Xuan withdrew his gaze and spoke indifferently. "I've heard you have a disciple named Hu Liena? Summon her."
"Yes..."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong dared not disobey. She immediately took out her token and passed down the order.
Before long...
The doors to the great hall were pushed open.
A beautiful figure strode briskly inside.
The girl looked only thirteen or fourteen, in the budding springtime of her youth.
Her long golden hair was tied high with a ribbon, cascading down behind her head.
A pair of furry fox ears also grew amid her hair, swaying gently with her steps.
A fiery-red, fitted long dress outlined her shapely, alluring figure.
Two long, straight legs showed beneath her skirt, their whiteness dazzling.
Her waist was exceedingly slender and her legs long; standing there, her figure was impossible to fault.
She had a pair of long, narrow, beautiful eyes, their outer corners tilting slightly upward, naturally carrying a hint of captivating allure.
She was none other than Bibi Dong's personal disciple and the leader of the Spirit Hall Golden Generation, Hu Liena.
"Teacher, you wanted to see me?"
As soon as Hu Liena entered, she spoke in a clear, bright voice.
But the moment she finished speaking, she froze.
Inside the great hall, her teacher, Bibi Dong, the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall, was kneeling on the floor.
And before Bibi Dong stood three strangers.
A black-haired youth, a silver-haired woman, and a pink-haired little girl.
"Teacher, what are you..."
Hu Liena's pupils abruptly contracted. She hurried forward, disbelief written all over her face.
In her heart, her teacher was the most exalted person on the entire continent.
When had she ever seen her teacher kneeling before anyone?
For a moment, Hu Liena's mind went completely blank.
"Nana, don't be disrespectful!"
Hearing Hu Liena's words, Bibi Dong shouted sternly.
"Hurry and pay your respects to... Master."
When she uttered the final word, her voice was almost inaudible.
Hu Liena stood frozen in place, unable to react for a moment.
"Raise your head."
Just then, Yao Xuan's calm voice rang out.
At the sound, Hu Liena trembled and involuntarily raised her head.
The next second, her gaze landed on Yao Xuan's face.
Hair as black as ink, a face like polished jade, swordlike brows, and starlit eyes.
It was a face unlike any she had ever seen, almost excessively handsome.
And those eyes, merely looking over so calmly, seemed capable of seeing straight through a person's heart.
With just one glance, Hu Liena's heart inexplicably skipped a beat.
A faint blush also rose to her cheeks.
She hurriedly lowered her head.
Yet out of the corner of her eye, she still could not help stealing glances at that youth.
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