Chapter 142: Illusion? Reality?

Gu Yi's words were straightforward, but there are some things that can't be easily understood, even if they're broken down and fed to you.

Understanding requires more than just verbal instruction; it needs realization. It's like how Gu Yi knows countless ways to become stronger, but knowing and achieving them are worlds apart.

Even after trying, Bibi Dong still couldn't achieve what Gu Yi was telling her, and she began to suspect he was playing with her again.

"Enough, look into my eyes." Gu Yi, unable to watch Bibi Dong struggle any longer, decided to intervene. Her slow progress was simply wasting time. Since she couldn't see the truth herself, he would help her.

Instinctively, Bibi Dong looked up into Gu Yi's eyes. His gaze was like a vortex, seemingly capable of pulling her soul in. Before she could say anything, she felt her consciousness being drawn into a strange place.

In the next instant…

"Dong'er, what are you daydreaming about?" Bibi Dong, in a daze, looked at the man approaching her and instinctively took a step back.

"Qian Xunji?" Bibi Dong instantly realized she was trapped in an illusion. Qian Xunji had long been consumed by her, not even his soul had remained. How could he appear in front of her now? The only explanation was that she was in an illusion. But even in an illusion, she wanted this scum dead.

Bibi Dong gathered her spirit power and struck at Qian Xunji.

"Dong'er, what are you doing? Do you want a hands-on lesson with your teacher?" Qian Xunji easily caught Bibi Dong's attack, looking warmly at his disciple.

"How is this possible?" Bibi Dong was shocked to see Qian Xunji easily block her attack. She suddenly realized that her current strength was only at the level of a Spirit Saint.

Qian Xunji then released her hand.

"Dong'er, focus on your cultivation. Don't let others distract you."

After Qian Xunji left, Bibi Dong fell into confusion. There was no doubt that she was in an illusion, but Bibi Dong couldn't understand why it felt so real. It was completely different from being trapped by a heart demon before.

Bibi Dong unleashed all the power in her body, but even using all her strength, there was no change. She couldn't exert any power beyond that of a Spirit Saint.

"Gu Yi, have you had enough fun yet? Let me out already." Bibi Dong shouted to the sky, knowing that all of this was Gu Yi's doing. But all she heard was her own echo.

No response!

No movement!

No change!

Bibi Dong tried many ways but couldn't find an exit. It was as if this was a real world. If she couldn't feel the slight wrongness of this world, she would have believed that her years as the Pope were just a dream and that she had never been violated by that damn scum.

Since she couldn't find a way out, Bibi Dong decided not to be anxious. Maybe in this illusion, she could spend some good time with Xiaogang.

This time might be the happiest time for her.

She had a loving teacher, a person she was deeply attracted to, and a noble status. It was perfect, almost too perfect.

Bibi Dong found herself at the Spirit Hall's library, where Yu Xiaogang spent most of his time. This was also one of the reasons she liked him. Elegant, knowledgeable, and with an adorable spirit.

"Xiao…Gang…"

Bibi Dong stood at the door, watching the man she had longed for as he read a book, her eyes filled with tears. This was all she wanted, just to look at him was enough. Bibi Dong thought to herself.

"Dong'er, why are you here? Shouldn't you be cultivating?" Bibi Dong, overwhelmed with emotion, didn't notice the slight differences in the man before her.

Gu Yi looked at the young Bibi Dong. Apart from being less mature and lacking the Pope's authority, she was just as beautiful as her future self. Beautiful from a young age.

"Don't worry, I've already finished my cultivation for today." Bibi Dong smiled at Yu Xiaogang, but the smile quickly faded. Falsehood is, after all, falsehood.

Bibi Dong only exchanged a few words with Yu Xiaogang before leaving. Maybe just looking at him from afar was enough.

Bibi Dong was a very proud woman; she didn't need false satisfaction. Instead, she felt even more motivated.

Gu Yi, who had transformed into Yu Xiaogang, revealed his true form. He hadn't expected Bibi Dong's character to be so strong, even though her heart was trapped by two demons.

Time passed day by day, and Bibi Dong continued her routine: cultivating and speaking with the young Yu Xiaogang. If it weren't for the fact that her cultivation was ineffective, she might have believed this was the real world.

Bibi Dong estimated the time. According to her past experience, today was the day she would tell that scum that she wanted to leave Spirit Hall with Yu Xiaogang. And she would experience the greatest humiliation of her life.

Yet she was helpless. Even now, there was no way out.

Was Gu Yi's plan to make her relive that violation to control the power of the Rakshasa?

Even if that were the case, she refused. She would rather die than go through it again.

Bibi Dong couldn't figure it out.

"Dong'er, you've disappointed me so much."

Before she could respond, she heard Qian Xunji's voice.

"This isn't how it happened before."

And before she could even react, she was knocked unconscious.

When she regained consciousness, she found herself lying on that familiar stone bed. She instinctively moved, but her hands and feet were bound by chains. She looked at the figure standing in the shadows.

The figure slowly stepped out of the darkness. It wasn't Qian Xunji as she had expected, but… Gu Yi.

"What are you trying to do, Gu Yi?" Bibi Dong struggled, causing the chains to rattle, but it was futile. At this moment, she couldn't use any of her powers. She could feel them, but couldn't utilize them, making her no different from an ordinary person.

But the sensation under her was undeniably real.

This… wasn't an illusion.

"What do I want to do?" Pope, you've already suffered a loss in the secret chamber once. How come you haven't learned your lesson?" Gu Yi lightly lifted her pale chin, drawing closer to her and inhaling deeply as if savoring her scent.

"Hmm, as expected of the Pope. Even in fear and panic, you remain so composed."

"Get lost, stay away from me." Bibi Dong jerked her head away from Gu Yi's hand, her cold eyes glaring at him.

"You'd better kill me now, or even if I die, I will tear you apart." Bibi Dong remained defiant, showing no fear.

"Stop pretending. Your fear, panic, and sheer helplessness is practically filling this entire chamber." Gu Yi circled Bibi Dong with a sly smile, savoring her fear.

(End Of Chapter)