Chapter 149: Soul-binding Technique

Tea Jin's expression grew dim as she asked, "Why didn't you kill me?"

Su Yi sheathed his Yuxuan Sword and replied, "If your senior brother knew you were captured by me, would he come to rescue you?"

Tea Jin was momentarily startled but quickly understood Su Yi's intention. She sighed and said, "I see. You plan to use me as bait to lure my senior brother out."

"Not a completely foolish idea," Su Yi remarked.

Without paying attention to her, Su Yi suddenly extended his right hand and grasped Tea Jin's delicate white neck, pulling her in front of him with her back facing him.

Tea Jin's countenance changed drastically. "What are you planning to do?"

Being held by Su Yi's large hand around her neck made her body weak, her breath shallow, and she was unable to muster any strength.

In this position and at this distance, with her back turned to Su Yi, she felt an indescribable sense of anger and shame.

Su Yi paid no attention to her and extended his right index finger, lightly tracing the snowy skin below Tea Jin's slender neck as if using a pen.

The sudden sensation of pain caused Tea Jin's body to stiffen. She couldn't help but gasp for breath, sounding like an unconscious moan.

As Su Yi traced his finger along her smooth and tender back, crimson scars intertwined like silk threads, gradually forming a vivid, intricate pattern resembling layers of burning flame totems, seductive and awe-inspiring.

Throughout this process, Tea Jin's body trembled like chaff, and her exquisite and clear face became drenched in fragrant sweat. Her eyes, like pools of autumn water, displayed a mixture of embarrassment, resentment, and pain.

Occasional intense pain struck, stimulating her rosy lips to involuntarily gasp for breath, making her breathing heavy.

In this silent hall, her voice carried an alluring allure that would make any man's blood boil.

Suddenly, Su Yi's fingertip abruptly paused.

On Tea Jin's snowy, fragrant back, a crimson and enchanting talismanic symbol seemed to breathe, flickering between visibility and invisibility, and then quietly disappeared beneath her skin.

"Ah~"

Tea Jin let out a delicate cry, her eyebrows furrowing tightly. A flush of pain appeared on her exquisite and beautiful face as she bit her lip.

As Su Yi released his left hand, which had been gripping her neck, Tea Jin slumped to the ground like a pile of mud. Her pure white figure, hidden beneath a soaked skirt, trembled slightly.

Her mind went blank, feeling as if her soul were convulsing, bringing waves of agonizing pain that made her feel like her head was about to burst. Her eyes lost focus, and only rapid gasps could be heard in the room.

Su Yi also let out a long breath.

He sat leisurely on one side, lifted a teapot, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it in one gulp.

"What was that?" After a while, Tea Jin regained some semblance of awareness and could no longer suppress the fear in her heart. She trembled as she spoke.

She could sense an invisible force infiltrating her soul, but she had no resistance against it whatsoever.

The unknown was undoubtedly the most terrifying.

Tea Jin wasn't afraid of death; she was afraid of a fate worse than death.

"This technique is called the 'Soul-binding Technique,' merely a small obscure secret spell that is not well-known. If you possess the power of a Yuan Dao cultivator, you can refine it," Su Yi explained.

Tea Jin was stunned.

Yuan Dao cultivator?

That's a top-notch immortal among the earthly beings!

"It... What is its purpose?" Tea Jin couldn't help but ask again.

Su Yi calmly replied, "It's simple. You can neither seek survival nor seek death. Every three months, the power of this secret spell will erupt, feeling like a myriad of swords piercing your heart and knives grinding your flesh. The sensation is unbearable for ordinary people."

"If this secret spell is not resolved within six months, your soul will be completely eroded, and you will become a walking corpse. In the end, you will witness your skin rotting away and eventually turn into a pool of pus..."

Su Yi's tone was indifferent, but Tea Jin couldn't help but tremble involuntarily.

"You're just a demon!!" She screamed, completely breaking down. Her beauty faded, replaced by a look of fear and anger.

Only true heroes can face life and death directly.

Tea Jin was obviously not such a hero, and moreover, she faced not life and death but a cruel situation where survival was impossible and death was unreachable.

Su Yi glanced at her and said, "Forgot to mention, once afflicted by this secret spell, the caster can cause your soul to be tormented with excruciating pain with a single thought."

His words had just fallen.

"No!"

Tea Jin let out a painful moan, clutching her head, rolling uncontrollably on the ground.

She finally understood what it meant to be in pain deep within her soul, a torment that made life worse than death.

In the world of martial artists, killing was nothing, and many even regarded life and death as ordinary.

But someone like Su Yi, who employed secret spells to manipulate the life and death of others, was undoubtedly terrifying.

It was only at this moment that Tea Jin truly grasped the horror of the young man in the green robe she had offended. He was like a devil from legends!

A long time passed.

Tea Jin felt the intense pain gradually dissipate, but she was left disheveled and in a pitiful state.

When she looked at Su Yi again, her eyes were filled with fear.

"From now on, your life will no longer be under your control. When my anger subsides, perhaps I will give you a chance for release. But until then, if you dare to defy my orders, don't blame me for being merciless," Su Yi spoke calmly.

"Yes," Tea Jin forced herself to suppress the humiliation and suffering in her heart, lowering her head and speaking with a trembling voice.

She never wanted to experience the inhumane torture she had just endured ever again in her lifetime.

What made her even more fearful was the Soul-binding Secret Curse, which completely deprived her of any resistance.

At this moment, Su Yi unintentionally displayed such ruthlessness and cruelty, like a god-like figure, completely subduing Tea Jin, the descendant of the Moon Wheel Sect from Da Wei.

The feeling of having her life completely controlled by others both deeply humiliated Tea Jin and gave rise to an inexplicable emotion budding in the depths of her heart.

Just like a young beast completely conquered, showing signs of submission in the face of absolute power.

...

Outside the Yasong Pavilion.

Zhou Zhili stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the second-floor windows of the building, his expression showing a complex and subtle mix of emotions.

Zhang Duo and the others by his side wore strange expressions and remained silent.

Just now, the sound of clashing swords came from the building, startling them. They thought that Su Yi and Tea Jin had started fighting.

But soon, a faint moaning sound followed. Though they heard it as if it were a seductive panting and moaning due to the distance...

Which man wouldn't have his imagination run wild?

Zhang Duo and the others even suspected that a scene of forceful seduction might be unfolding in the building. If that were the case...

It would be too thrilling!

However, it seemed that the Sixth Prince's mood was not so good.

Zhang Duo and the others keenly noticed Zhou Zhili's ever-changing expression, his silence, and wondered what he was thinking.

But no one would be foolish enough to inquire.

The beauty they had their eyes on seemed to have fallen into someone else's clutches. How could anyone feel at ease?

Lost in such wild thoughts, suddenly a rustling sound of footsteps came from a distance.

"Haven't had enough fun yet?"

Qing Qin arrived, her voice lazy and magnetic.

She was disguised as a man, wearing a long robe, one hand holding a wine flask, and her bright eyes gleaming like sharp blades, carrying a hint of intoxication. Her demeanor was relaxed.

Her beauty was bold and stunning, exuding a sense of grandeur. Her brows were like distant mountains, her lips full and red. Even in male attire, she had a strong visual impact.

"Senior, you've misunderstood. It wasn't me having fun tonight," Zhou Zhili sighed deeply, feeling somewhat frustrated.

Qing Qin was surprised, blinked her eyes, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhou Zhili remained silent.

Sensing the situation, Zhang Duo cleared his throat and explained in a low voice.

After hearing it, Qing Qin raised an eyebrow and said, "So you mean they just fought a moment ago?"

"Um..."

Zhang Duo was momentarily unsure how to explain.

Zhou Zhili also appeared somewhat uneasy.

Qing Qin's sharp eyes swept over them, as if she vaguely understood. A hint of surprise appeared on her fair and stunning face, and she said, "No way, Su Yi, such an exalted figure, is actually so lascivious?!"

"Lady Qing Qin, you shouldn't say such things. After all, no one has actually seen anything," Zhang Duo quickly explained.

Qing Qin coldly snorted and said without hesitation, "When you engage in such activities, do you let others watch from the sidelines?"

She became even more suspicious that Su Yi and Tea Jin were doing something unspeakable. Otherwise, why would the Sixth Prince and the others all leave?

"I never expected, truly never expected. I used to see him as one of our kind, dedicated to cultivation. Who would have thought... he's no different from those men in the world..." Qing Qin sighed softly.

She felt a sense of melancholy and loss in her heart for some inexplicable reason.

That Su Yi had actually come to Langtaosha to seek women. It was truly unbelievable.

Zhou Zhili and Zhang Duo couldn't help but wryly smile. What did it mean to be no different from other men? Wasn't that an insult to all of them?

Just at that moment, two figures walked out of the building.

It was Su Yi and Tea Jin.

Everyone's gaze immediately turned to them.

Su Yi remained as composed as ever, hands behind his back, calmly detached, as if nothing could faze him.

But when Zhou Zhili saw Tea Jin's appearance, his heart ached.

He saw this beautiful and alluring woman, with disheveled hair and a slightly pale face. Her clothes were somewhat wrinkled, and even though she had tidied up, traces of sweat could still be seen.

Unlike before, she leaned against her own thoughts, obediently following by Su Yi's side, no longer displaying that charming smile and confident and radiant demeanor.

If one observed closely, they would notice that her body was trembling involuntarily.

And occasionally, when she looked up at Su Yi, there was a hint of fear and awe in the depths of her eyes.

How could Zhou Zhili not speculate in such a situation?

As they witnessed this scene, Zhang Duo and the others' expressions became ambiguous, as if... Young Master Su had completely subdued this incredibly beautiful woman?

As for Qing Qin, when she saw Tea Jin, who now appeared meek and submissive, accompanying Su Yi, her already somewhat melancholic and lost state of mind became inexplicably bitter and filled with indescribable anger.

"I never expected you to be this kind of person!" Qing Qin couldn't help but blurt out.

As the words left her mouth, she realized that she had lost her composure and was stunned.

What... has happened to me?