Bibi Dong looked at the drink Ye Han offered her.
Her brows furrowed slightly, doubts lingering in her heart.
Naturally, she would not completely lower her guard over a few words.
Ye Han saw her suspicion but felt no panic whatsoever.
Outwardly, he continued feigning sincerity and innocence, coaxing her softly:
"Teacher, your disciple really knows he was wrong."
"Please accept this drink as a small token of my sincerity."
"Just take it and drink it to cool your anger, even if it's only a sip."
As he spoke, he deliberately held the drink a little farther forward, as though he truly meant what he said.
Bibi Dong looked at Ye Han's face, which was filled with sincerity, and her vigilance gradually eased.
"Mm."
Nodding lightly, Bibi Dong slowly reached out to accept the drink.
Under Ye Han's nervous, expectant gaze, she slowly raised it to her lips.
Yet just then, she suddenly caught a strange scent she had never smelled before.
This scent belonged neither to the drink itself nor to any ingredient she knew.
"Hmm?!"
Bibi Dong's expression instantly darkened.
But to avoid misunderstanding this little bastard if it was merely a new ingredient from the drink vendor, she gave a playful, wicked smile:
"My good disciple, you just said this was your favorite drink, didn't you?"
"Then you must want some right now too, don't you? Here, have a taste first."
Naturally, Ye Han did not panic. He had already anticipated that she might do this and had specifically taken an Immortal Herb.
But to avoid exposing any flaws in his act, he continued feigning sincerity and innocence as he declined:
"Teacher, this is an apology gift prepared especially for you. How could your disciple dare taste it first?"
"What would I do if you no longer wanted it after I drank from it?"
Bibi Dong waved her hand, her smile allowing no argument:
"What does that matter? Go ahead and drink. I promise I'll drink some afterward!"
Hearing her promise, Ye Han rejoiced inwardly, then feigned helplessness.
As though truly yielding to Bibi Dong's authority, he picked up the drink and gulped it down.
He had already taken the Immortal Herb "aromatic silk beauty," which could guard against any toxin, so there was no need to worry at all.
Only after half the liquid was gone did Ye Han set the cup down in feigned satisfaction, a look of bliss on his face:
"The same familiar taste. It's delicious! Hurry and try it, Teacher. You'll definitely love it!"
Watching this, Bibi Dong's doubts vanished completely, and she took the drink and drained it in one go.
Everything this little bastard owned would soon belong to her and Xiao Gang anyway, so what did sharing a drink matter?
Just after finishing the drink, Bibi Dong noticed that the Soul Power within her had inexplicably begun to feel obstructed.
It was as though an invisible force was rapidly spreading throughout her limbs and bones, sealing every one of her soul acupoints.
"Hmm?"
The sensation came suddenly and fiercely, and Bibi Dong's expression changed drastically.
Ye Han knew this meant the Soul-Sealing Powder had begun taking effect.
He immediately laid his cards on the table, dropping his act and teasing her with a wicked smile:
"Teacher, does it feel as though the Soul Power inside you is gradually being sealed?"
At his words, Bibi Dong's pupils sharply contracted.
She understood in an instant. This little bastard had actually schemed against her!
Her face flushed with fury as she glared at Ye Han and roared through gritted teeth:
"You little bastard! You actually dared scheme against me?!"
As she spoke, she hurriedly mobilized the Soul Power within her, trying to expel the toxin.
Unfortunately, it was already too late. Her Soul Power had been completely, if temporarily, sealed.
Now Bibi Dong was utterly dumbstruck, fear rising involuntarily in her heart. Ye Han ignored her anger, savoring her terrified appearance as he sneered wickedly:
"Teacher, you're mistaken. What I'm doing isn't scheming. It's self-preservation!"
"You covet my Dark Sacred Dragon bloodline and want to devour it to accelerate your divine inheritance!"
"At the same time, you also covet my Radiant Sacred Dragon bloodline, wanting to help that trash Yu Xiaogang fix his Martial Soul's defect!"
"Either of those methods would kill me! Naturally, I wasn't going to sit and wait for death. I could only strike first!"
"So, Teacher, how do you think your disciple should deal with you next~?"
Hearing these words, Bibi Dong fell into utter panic and cried out involuntarily:
"You... you knew everything! What are you going to do to me?!"
"You dare lay a hand on me! I'm the current Supreme Pontiff! If you dare touch me, you'll die without a doubt!"
Ye Han watched Bibi Dong threaten him in her helpless panic, without the slightest pity or fear in his heart.
He slowly walked toward her, his eyes gleaming with both mockery and coldness, and said with a wicked smile:
"Hahaha, the current Supreme Pontiff? You're nothing but shit!"
"Since I dared do this, naturally, I no longer fear your position as Supreme Pontiff!"
"Teacher, don't worry. Whatever else, you did teach your disciple for two years!"
"Your disciple will spare your life, then slowly torture and toy with you until you die!"
At these words, Bibi Dong instantly felt as though she had plunged into an ice cellar, filled with terror.
Her panicked gaze landed on the room's wide-open door, and she suddenly ran toward it.
As she ran, she shouted things like "Guards!" "Guards!" and "Assassin!"
"Hahahaha, trying to run? Where could you possibly go?!"
Ye Han was unconcerned. With a wicked smile, he flashed to the door and slammed it shut.
He also activated his Soul Power, forming an invisible barrier that completely sealed off the sounds inside the room.
"Ah!!!"
His sudden actions frightened Bibi Dong so badly that she nearly collapsed, and she screamed as she backed away.
"Go ahead and scream! Now, even if you scream your throat raw, no one will hear you, much less come to save you!"
Ye Han sneered mockingly and abruptly unleashed his Dark Sacred Dragon Martial Soul.
Although the Soul-Sealing Powder was potent, its effects did not last long.
Before they wore off, he had to use his fourth Soul Skill to invade her Sea of Consciousness.
By intimidating her mind and her soul, he would gain control over her!
"Roar-!"
As Ye Han's Dark Sacred Dragon Martial Soul appeared, a deep dragon roar resounded.
The entire bedroom instantly turned pitch-black, accompanied by four dazzling Soul Rings.
Purple, purple, purple, black!
"Ah! This... how is this possible!"
"Your fourth Soul Ring is actually... a fifty-thousand-year Soul Ring!"
At this sight, Bibi Dong was completely stupefied with shock.
An intense unease immediately rose within her. Frightened, she backed away in panic while admitting her fault and begging for mercy:
"Little bas... no! Ye Han... no! Xiao Han, I know I was wrong. Please spare your teacher!"
"I'll never covet your Light and Dark Twin Holy Dragons bloodlines again! Please spare your teacher, all right?!"
"As long as you spare me today, I'll never interfere with anything you do again. Whatever you want, I'll give it to you!"
Yet hearing these words, Ye Han reacted as though he had heard some colossal joke.
Scared? Now you knew fear? Where was that imposing air from a moment ago? Where had that earlier madness gone?!
"Hahahahaha!"
Ye Han could not help throwing his head back and laughing wildly. Then he fixed Bibi Dong with a thoroughly wicked stare and sneered:
"Bibi Dong, you know you were wrong? No! You know fear!!!"
With that, Ye Han moved to unleash his fourth Soul Skill, determined to bring her completely under his control and slowly torture her to death in the days to come.
(End of chapter)