Chapter 28

"Your Holiness!"

Bibi Dong's sudden arrival startled Yan, who hurriedly retracted his Flame Lord martial soul and knelt down, bowing his head to the ground.

"I ask Your Majesty to punish him. I discovered that this person sneaked into your sleeping chamber. I was afraid he had ill intentions, so I acted to stop him. If there is any offense, I ask Your Holiness to punish him."

Yan's head was pressed against the ground, his body trembling even more. He knew that intruding into the Pope's East Chamber was a capital offense. He dared not argue and could only kneel there, waiting for the Pope's command.

"You, are unforgivable!"

The scepter in Bibi Dong's hand emitted waves of black light, and her eyes, as cold as ice, almost turned into substantial beams. Yan could barely contain his trembling after just stealing a glance at her.

"Your Holiness, spare me. I didn't mean to. I was only worried that someone might harm you, so I acted."

Yan desperately knocked his head on the ground, panic spreading within him. He regretted why he had acted in the East Hall; perhaps the outcome would have been different if he had chosen a different location to confront Ye Chen.

But was it too late now?

Feeling an immense soul power converging not far away, Yan's entire body trembled uncontrollably from just the faintest aura, his heart chilled.

The premonition of death gradually pervaded his mind. Yan felt like he was about to die in the next moment, completely prostrating himself on the ground without daring to move.

At this moment, Bibi Dong had already summoned her martial soul, the Death Spider Queen. Half of her body was covered in a layer of dark purple armor, her face obscured by a shell, and beneath her eyes were four small eyes, resembling a giant poisonous spider, slender and graceful.

She was going to exert all her strength to kill the perpetrator who had harmed the man she loved. Raising her hands slowly, a vast soul power condensed in her palms, forming a large soul power ball that occupied most of the space in the East Hall.

"Die!"

With a cold heart, Bibi Dong activated the soul power ball in her hands, preparing to throw it with all her might.

But at that moment, a loud, ringing sound suddenly rushed from not far away. Then, a vigorous figure emerged from where it was engulfed in flames, standing straight in the center of the hall.

Looking at the person in front of her, the soul power ball in Bibi Dong's palm rapidly deflated like a balloon, and the state of her martial soul attachment was automatically released. Tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes, and she murmured, "You're not dead!"

Saying this, Bibi Dong's figure swayed, and she directly came to Ye Chen's side, embracing him and burying his head in her chest. At this moment, she seemed to have cast aside all distractions, only wanting to protect the man in her arms.

The profound feeling of regaining something lost kept impacting her nerves, making Bibi Dong feel an unprecedented contrast of emotions.

However, compared to her, Ye Chen was struggling in her arms. "Master, if you don't let go, I really will die."

Unable to breathe, Ye Chen was in a state of extreme hypoxia. Although he enjoyed Bibi Dong's embrace, too much of it could be deadly.

Bibi Dong rarely showed a shy expression, and she slowly released her arms, forcing down the blush that had just risen on her fair cheeks.

"Master, you're blushing."

With a perfect complexion tinged with a faint blush, appearing like a fairy descended to earth, Ye Chen was momentarily stunned, but soon, his courage grew.

He subtly wrapped his arms around Bibi Dong's slender waist. With a slight exertion, she involuntarily leaned into his embrace, showing no resistance. Then, Ye Chen kissed her enticingly peach-like lips.

"Mmm~"

Although Bibi Dong struggled slightly in Ye Chen's arms, she was soon overwhelmed by his unfamiliar kissing technique. Her perfect body became as weak as melting, revealing thousands of tender affections.

"Your Holiness, you two?"

After a long time, an untimely voice came from behind, interrupting their intimacy.

Turning his head, Ye Chen saw Yan, who had already lifted his head, looking at him and Bibi Dong with a shocked expression, his gaping mouth seemingly able to swallow an elephant whole.

"It seems you've forgotten about me." Ye Chen chuckled lightly, his pupils suddenly turning golden. "Fourth soul skill: Illusionary Fox Eyes!"

His eyes emitting golden light suddenly stood upright, changing from their initial round shape to elongated ovals. Then, a golden light burst forth from his eyes, directly penetrating Yan's mind.

Immediately, Yan's pupils were covered with a layer of golden light, and he knelt on the ground without saying a word, completely sinking into the illusion constructed by Ye Chen, unable to extricate himself.

"Let's continue, Master!"

Licking his moist lips, Ye Chen looked up, wanting to taste the sweetness of the peach again.

But Bibi Dong pushed him away coldly. "Presumptuous!" Her initially gentle gaze returned to its original indifference, casting a cold glance that made him shiver.

"This is the Martial Soul Hall, and I am the Pope. You must be mindful of your identity. Now, take that boy and leave."

At her words, Ye Chen was about to say something, but Bibi Dong waved her hand and sent him outside the Pope's Hall.

"Boom!"

The massive doors slammed shut, just like the closure of Bibi Dong's own heart, not allowing anyone to enter.

"Pope, Martial Soul Hall." Ye Chen took a deep breath, his eyes showing a determined expression. "One day, I will make these constraints no longer an obstacle between us. Even if we encounter any difficulties, I will always be by your side."

Ye Chen could feel Bibi Dong's affection for him, even though she had been suppressing it. But Ye Chen would not give up. He had already pledged to protect this poor woman.

"Master, are you my master?"

A voice came from beside him, and Ye Chen turned to see Yan kneeling obediently, calling him master.

A smile crept onto Ye Chen's lips as he waved his hand. "Go back to your dormitory and cultivate. Follow your normal routine until you receive further instructions."

"Yes, Master."

Yan bowed and got up, then headed towards the Martial Soul Hall Academy.

The fourth soul skill, Illusionary Fox Eyes, not only created illusions to confuse opponents but also planted a seed of illusion in the target's mind. As long as Ye Chen wished, his image could exist in Yan's memory in any capacity. To completely erase it, one would need mental strength several times stronger than his.

But with the absorption of the Azure Sky Dragon Fox's soul ring, Ye Chen's mental strength was no longer comparable to ordinary people, and with the continuous nourishment of soul power, his mental strength would only become stronger.

The reason he didn't kill Yan was that he felt this person might still have some use in the future, and also because he had indirectly helped him by attacking Ye Chen earlier.

Recalling the scene of absorbing the Azure Sky Dragon Fox's soul

 ring, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a bit apprehensive.

My head is throbbing; I'm a bit dazed today.

End of this chapter.

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