Chapter 138: Boudoir, Bibi Dong's Test
This came as a bit of a surprise to Bibi Dong, and she calmly said, "How about you come closer and take a look?"
"Heh, Pope Bibi Dong, you must be joking. If I were to get closer and look at your legs, you'd probably kick me to death, wouldn't you?" Ye Wen smiled, retracting his gaze. He naturally didn't believe Bibi Dong genuinely wanted him to look.
His expression became serious: "So, Pope Bibi Dong, why did you suddenly call me here? Do you have any instructions?"
"No rush. Do you know how to massage? Come here and rub my shoulders," Bibi Dong slowly lifted her right leg and crossed it over her left, sitting with her legs crossed. This made her jade legs appear even more captivating.
Bibi Dong motioned for Ye Wen to come over.
"Pope Bibi Dong, you're not kidding me, are you?" Ye Wen looked at Bibi Dong with a suspicious expression.
"Do I look like I'm joking with you?" Bibi Dong asked.
"Heh, fine." Ye Wen smiled faintly, slowly walked behind Bibi Dong, extended his hands, and gently placed them on Bibi Dong's shoulders, beginning to knead.
The moment he touched her, the sensation was incredibly good—very tender and smooth. It was hard to imagine that this was the skin of a woman in her sixties. It had to be said that soul masters could maintain their youthful appearance for a long time, especially women of the Titled Douluo level.
Even after a hundred years, their appearance might not be much different from now.
"Pope Bibi Dong, how's the pressure? Is it comfortable? Should I speed up a bit?" Ye Wen asked while massaging.
"Good, I'm enjoying it," Bibi Dong responded. At that very moment, she had unconsciously infiltrated her soul power into Ye Wen's body!
That's right! She asked Ye Wen to massage her precisely for physical contact. If he couldn't be identified as a soul beast just by looking, then physical contact, allowing soul power to probe his body, would make it absolutely impossible not to discover.
But! She still found nothing!
"Could it be that I'm overthinking? Are these geniuses from Monster Academy really not soul beasts? But can there truly be such a coincidence in the world?" Although all the facts already proved it, Bibi Dong still found it hard to believe.
After massaging for a moment, Bibi Dong said, "Alright, that's enough. Now, let's talk about serious matters."
"Alright, Pope Bibi Dong, please speak directly," Ye Wen released his hands and came to stand in front of Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong said, "After this Soul Master Competition, regardless of whether you win the championship or not, you and your Monster Academy students should join my Spirit Hall."
"This Seat will give you the best cultivation resources and treatment. Everything the empire can give you, our Spirit Hall can give. With your talent, coupled with our Spirit Hall's training,"
"You will soon stand at the pinnacle of the soul master world on this continent, possessing absolute status and wealth! This Seat can also take you as a direct disciple, and if you perform excellently and are truly loyal to Spirit Hall, this Seat can even bestow upon you the title of Spirit Hall's Saint Son. How about it?"
"Heh, Pope Bibi Dong has indeed offered a condition that virtually no one in this world could refuse!" Ye Wen smiled, then shook his head, "But I, Ye Wen, am not interested in it. My apologies, Pope Bibi Dong."
Ye Wen refused immediately, without even considering it.
"Such a condition, and he refused? This boy..."
This greatly surprised Bibi Dong. She thought that even if he refused, he would at least deliberate, hesitate, and think it over. Yet, he was so decisive!
One must know, this was something countless people yearned for and could only fantasize about in their dreams!
"Heh, you truly are unique." Bibi Dong's expression softened into a smile, and she deliberately probed, "So unique that it makes me feel like you're a 100,000-year soul beast that has taken human form!"
After speaking, a terrifying aura of killing intent surged from Bibi Dong's body, and her eyes fixated on Ye Wen's face and eyes.
This was still Bibi Dong's test. She wanted to appear as if she had already seen through Ye Wen's identity, thereby forcing Ye Wen to expose himself. Any nervous expression or subtle change in his eyes could signify something. Under immense pressure and oppression, if he were a soul beast in human form, it would be easy to detect something.
But Ye Wen's performance remained perfectly normal; there wasn't a hint of anything amiss or nervous about him: "No way? Pope Bibi Dong, just because we're unwilling to join Spirit Hall, you're going to find an excuse about soul beasts in human form and kill us all?"
Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly, and after a moment, she retracted her killing intent, her expression returning to normal: "You're overthinking. This Seat just felt you resembled one."
"Alright, since you are unwilling to join Spirit Hall, this Seat will not force you. You may leave now," Bibi Dong waved her hand, signaling Ye Wen to depart.
"Then I'll take my leave, Pope Bibi Dong." Ye Wen cupped his hands, slowly retreated from Bibi Dong's room, closed the door, and the moment he stepped out, his expression instantly turned cold.
The moment Bibi Dong released her killing intent, Ye Wen indeed almost exposed himself. In that situation, not being nervous was impossible.
If Bibi Dong had suddenly attacked, at that moment, he wasn't 100% sure he could switch to his semi-human form to defend immediately.
"Despite multiple probes, Bibi Dong is still suspicious. It seems that after this Soul Master Competition ends, it won't be so easy to leave," Ye Wen mused inwardly, then walked away from Bibi Dong's residence.
More than an hour later, Ye Wen successfully returned to the hotel.
He informed his companions about his conversation with Bibi Dong earlier that day. Upon hearing it, Snow Emperor pondered seriously: "Ye Wen, if what you say is true, I have a premonition that even if we finish the competition and win the championship, it won't be easy to leave directly."
"It's not impossible for Spirit Hall to find a reason to forcefully keep us."
"Mm, so after the finals, everyone should be prepared for battle. If Bibi Dong insists on keeping us, then we'll just have to reveal everything in the Pope's Palace," Ye Wen said indifferently.
Evil Tiger grinned mischievously: "Boss, why am I even more excited now!"
"You just want to switch back to your peak power and have a good fight, don't you?"
"Hehe!"
Evil Tiger chuckled.
Ye Wen glanced at him and then ignored Evil Tiger, continuing, "Tell Bat King to get ready. If we really have to fight Spirit Hall on the day of the finals, have him charge into the Pope's Palace immediately!"
"Got it, Boss."
Two days later.
The grand finals of the Soul Master Competition finally arrived.
At this moment, the competition venue was already packed with spectators, including all the participating teams that had made it to the finals. Today, they had all gathered at the Pope's Palace, ready to witness this ultimate showdown.
"Next, please welcome the two teams vying for the final championship to enter the arena!!"
(END CHAPTER)
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