Chapter 144: Bibi Dong, Unless You Marry My Second Brother
"Bai Feng, go, strip him naked. Don't even leave him his underwear," Mo Ya pointed at Yu Xiaogang.
Bai Feng, a beautiful young man with a cleanliness obsession, had no intention of doing it. He just stared at the Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma in the jade box, glanced at Yu Xiaogang with utter revulsion, and suddenly said, "Why don't you go?"
"You... fine, I'll go." Mo Ya sighed, clearly annoyed at his partner's fussiness. He reluctantly stepped forward.
"No! Stop! What are you doing!" Yu Xiaogang shrieked, but he was still paralyzed by the pressure from the two assassins.
In a short while, Yu Xiaogang was stripped bare.
Mo Ya sneered, holding Yu Xiaogang's plain clothes in one hand. He tossed them high into the air. With a grab, a powerful, pitch-black internal force—not Spirit Power, but the dark energy of his Legend of Qin cultivation—spread from his palm, covering the garments.
Accompanied by the sound of tearing fabric, the clothes turned into countless fingernail-sized fragments, scattering and fluttering everywhere.
A cold wind blew. Yu Xiaogang clutched his private parts, curling up on the ground, shivering. From his swollen, bruised eyes, two lines of sorrowful, despairing, and resentful tears flowed.
"You... you guys..." Overwhelmed by grief, his body finally gave out. His legs gave out, and he fainted.
Looking at the unconscious Yu Xiaogang, Mo Ya complained, "I say, Bai Feng, you were a bit too heavy-handed. Our lord only told us to retrieve the Immortal Herb and teach him a lesson. Look at what you've done to him."
"Hmph." Bai Feng snorted lightly, proudly saying, "I know my limits. Although Yu Xiaogang looks severely injured, they are all superficial wounds. He'll wake up in a few hours."
He then looked around. "Also, is it really okay to expose our names to Yu Xiaogang like this?"
"This was specifically instructed by our lord," Mo Ya said. "Our lord's actions are profound and unfathomable. Perhaps there's some deeper meaning to it."
Bai Feng frowned, said nothing more, closed the jade box, and casually tossed it to Mo Ya. He crossed his arms, turned his back to Mo Ya, and said, "We've been delayed for so long; it's time we left. You go return the Immortal Herb to our lord, and I'll go monitor Tang Hao and Tang Xiao."
As he spoke, Bai Feng started to leave but was called back by Mo Ya, "Come back."
"What is it now?" Bai Feng turned around.
Mo Ya threw the jade box containing the Immortal Herb back to him.
Holding the jade box, Bai Feng was stunned. He thought Mo Ya had betrayed Qin Xuan and intended to give him this precious Immortal Herb. He said somewhat angrily, "Mo Ya, are you crazy? Do you know what the consequences will be?"
"Relax, this was originally given to you by our lord," Mo Ya said. "Our lord values you greatly and had already planned to give you this Immortal Herb. As for scheming against Yu Xiaogang, it was just making the best use of resources."
"Also, you don't need to worry about the Hao Brothers for now. During this Sect Competition, Clear Sky Sect Master Tang Tian suffered an irreversible severe injury from the Ring Detonation backlash. The Hao Brothers need to escort their father back to the Sect, so we still have time."
Upon hearing this, a warm current flowed through Bai Feng's heart. He looked at Mo Ya's charming and handsome face, his grip on the jade box tightening, and he hesitated to speak.
"I know what you want to say," Mo Ya smiled. "But even now, haven't you noticed my Spirit Power fluctuations?"
Mo Ya erupted with a Spirit Power fluctuation unique to a Level 65 Spirit Emperor.
"This is..." Bai Feng was shocked.
Then he heard Mo Ya say, "Actually, last night, our lord gave me an Immortal Herb called the Vajra Jade Parrot. Although it's not a true Immortal Grade and can't compare to the Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma, it was enough for me to benefit greatly. What's more, I also consumed a Silent Fruit."
Hearing that Mo Ya had also consumed an Immortal Herb, Bai Feng finally gave up the idea of giving the herb to Mo Ya. He nodded, accepting the gift, and turned to look at the unconscious Yu Xiaogang. "What are you going to do with this person?"
"No matter what, he's still a Spirit Master; he's not that fragile," Mo Ya said, his voice laced with cruelty.
"Let's go. I've left markers along the way. Someone will take good care of him."
Mo Ya pursed his lips, his figure flashing as he soared into the distance. Bai Feng followed closely behind.
Not long after the two left, a very large, burly man walked out from the trees, looking at Yu Xiaogang on the ground. He swallowed his saliva, his eyes filled with longing.
Supreme Pontiff Palace. Council Hall.
"Qianxun Ji" sat on the topmost throne, quietly listening to Golden Bell Douluo's report.
"Supreme Pontiff, the people you asked me to arrange have been dispatched. By my calculations, they should have caught up with Yu Xiaogang by now."
"Mm, you handled this well." "Qianxun Ji" nodded in satisfaction. This was from the bottom of his heart—or rather, from the bottom of Qin Xuan's will, which controlled him.
Because Qin Xuan had finally given him a task that didn't go against his original intention: to arrange for a 'man of the mountains' to follow Yu Xiaogang and 'take good care' of him until his injuries healed.
"Supreme Pontiff, why not just kill that good-for-nothing with one strike?" Golden Bell Douluo asked hesitantly.
At these words, "Qianxun Ji's" expression instantly changed. "Bastard! Are you teaching me how to do my job?"
"This subordinate wouldn't dare..." Golden Bell Douluo secretly cursed his luck, quickly kneeling to apologize.
In the past two days, the Supreme Pontiff's temper had become increasingly strange. Two days ago, he even injured Yinchui in a fit of rage just for mentioning the Holy Maiden.
Now, in front of "Qianxun Ji," he felt like he was treading on thin ice.
Just then, the council hall door slowly opened, and a Guardian Knight walked in, kneeling on one knee. "Supreme Pontiff, the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden request an audience."
[Qianxun Ji Fear +28888]
[Qianxun Ji Fear +48888]
This time, it was Qianxun Ji's turn to suffer in silence. He was panicking internally. He's here! The monster is here!
But his body still pretended to be unconcerned. He waved his hand and said, "Let them in."
"Yes, Supreme Pontiff." The Guardian Knight respectfully responded, turned, and walked out the door.
A moment later, Qin Xuan and Bibi Dong walked into the council hall side by side.
Neither of them showed any intention of kneeling. They stood 10 meters opposite Qianxun Ji.
Bibi Dong's face was cold, her eyes filled with undisguised hatred and killing intent.
"Qianxun Ji's" sharp gaze remained fixed on Bibi Dong's face. Bibi Dong stared back at him without yielding an inch.
Neither of them spoke, but the oppressive atmosphere made Golden Bell Douluo, who was beside "Qianxun Ji," feel like he couldn't breathe.
At this moment, Qianxun Ji couldn't express how much he hated her. If not for this woman, he wouldn't have fallen from his high position as the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall to become someone else's puppet.
That feeling of suddenly falling from a height, perhaps only he truly understood it.
And Bibi Dong equally hated him. She hated this shameless beast. If not for Qin Xuan's rescue, she would have fallen into an endless abyss, suffering in pain and hatred for a lifetime.
"Supreme Pontiff, I plan to go to the City of Slaughter for training." After a long silence, Bibi Dong spoke first, no longer even calling him 'teacher'.
"Give me a reason." "Qianxun Ji" was not angered by Bibi Dong's attitude. Even if he was angry, he didn't dare to show it, nor could he.
If not for Bibi Dong and Jin Zhong, the two outsiders, being present, he would have already knelt before Qin Xuan, becoming a grandson.
"I want to become stronger," Bibi Dong said indifferently.
"You should know that's not what I'm asking," "Qianxun Ji" said. "Let's be frank. How can you guarantee that you won't leave and never return?"
"What kind of guarantee do you need from me?" Bibi Dong clenched her fists, glaring at "Qianxun Ji."
"I know you resent me, and I don't need your forgiveness." "Qianxun Ji" pointed to Qin Xuan, who was standing calmly beside Bibi Dong.
"Everyone in Spirit Hall knows that my second brother and I don't get along, but I have never doubted his loyalty to Spirit Hall."
"Unless you marry Qin Xuan," he said, his voice flat, "and, through my second brother, completely bind yourself to the Spirit Hall war chariot, I will not let you go to the City of Slaughter."
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