138: Boudoir, Bibi Dong's temptation

Chapter 138: Boudoir, Bibi Dong's Temptation

This surprised Bibi Dong. She calmly said, "Why don't you come closer and look?"

"Haha, Pope is joking. If I were to get close and look at your legs, you'd probably kick me to death, wouldn't you?" Ye Wen chuckled, retracting his gaze. He naturally wouldn't be so bold; Bibi Dong truly wanted him to look.

His expression became serious: "So, Pope, did you suddenly call me here for any instructions?"

"No rush. Do you know how to massage? Come and rub my shoulders." Bibi Dong slowly raised her right leg, crossing it over her left, sitting with her legs crossed. This made her jade-like legs appear even more alluring.

Bibi Dong gestured for Ye Wen to come over.

"Pope, you're not joking with me, are you?" Ye Wen looked at Bibi Dong with a suspicious expression.

"Do I look like I'm joking with you?" Bibi Dong said.

"Haha, alright." Ye Wen smiled faintly and slowly walked behind Bibi Dong. He extended his hands and gently placed them on Bibi Dong's shoulders, beginning to massage.

The moment he touched her, the sensation was incredibly pleasant, very tender and smooth. It was hard to imagine that this was the skin of a woman several decades old. One had to admit, the appearance of a Spirit Master could remain youthful for a long time, especially for a woman of the Titled Douluo level.

Even at a hundred years old, she might look no different from now.

"Pope, 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, and at that instant, she had invisibly infiltrated her Soul Power into Ye Wen's body!

That's right! She had Ye Wen massage her precisely for physical contact. If she couldn't discern him as a Spirit Beast by sight, then physical contact allowing Soul Power to penetrate his body for examination would absolutely, 100% reveal it.

But! She still found nothing!

"Did I really overthink it? These geniuses from Monster Academy truly aren't Spirit Beasts? But can such a coincidence really exist in this world?" Despite all the evidence, 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, 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, whether you win or not, you and the students of your Monster Academy will join my Spirit Hall."

"I will give you the best cultivation resources and treatment. Everything the Empire can offer you, our Spirit Hall can provide. With your talent, combined with our Spirit Hall's cultivation..."

"You will quickly stand at the peak of this continent's Spirit Master's world, possessing absolute status and wealth! I can also take you as my direct disciple. If you perform exceptionally and are truly loyal to Spirit Hall, I can even confer upon you the title of Spirit Hall's Saint Son. How does that sound?"

"Haha, Pope has indeed offered a condition that is almost impossible for anyone in the world to refuse!" Ye Wen chuckled, shaking his head, "But I, Ye Wen, am not interested in this. My apologies, Pope."

Ye Wen refused on the spot, without even a moment's hesitation.

"Such a condition, and he refused? This boy..."

This greatly surprised Bibi Dong. She thought that even if he refused, he would at least ponder, struggle, and deliberate for a while. But he was so decisive!

One must know, this was something countless people dreamed of and could only fantasize about!

"Heh, you are indeed extraordinary." Bibi Dong's expression softened into a smile, deliberately probing, "So extraordinary that it makes me feel as if you are a 100,000-year-old transformed Spirit Beast!"

As she finished speaking, a terrifying aura of malice surged from Bibi Dong's body, and her eyes fixed intently on Ye Wen's face and gaze.

This was still Bibi Dong's test. She wanted to appear as if she had already seen through Ye Wen's identity, thereby causing Ye Wen himself to reveal his true colors. A tense expression, subtle changes in his eyes—all could signify something. Under immense pressure and oppression, if he were a transformed Spirit Beast, it would always be easier to detect something.

But Ye Wen's performance remained perfectly normal, without any hint of discomfort or tension that she could detect: "No way, Pope, just because we don't want to join Spirit Hall, you're going to use the excuse of us being transformed Spirit Beasts to kill us all?"

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly, and after a moment, she retracted her aura of malice, her expression returning to normal: "You're overthinking it. I just thought you resembled one."

"Alright, since you are unwilling to join Spirit Hall, I will not force you. Now, you may return." Bibi Dong waved her hand, signaling Ye Wen to leave.

"Then I shall take my leave, Pope." Ye Wen cupped his hands and slowly backed out of Bibi Dong's room. As he closed the door and stepped outside, his expression instantly turned cold.

The moment Bibi Dong released her aura of malice, Ye Wen indeed almost revealed himself. In that situation, it was impossible not to be nervous.

If Bibi Dong had suddenly attacked, at that instant, he wasn't 100% confident he could switch to his semi-human form to defend himself in time.

"Despite multiple probes, Bibi Dong is still suspicious. It seems that after this Soul Master Competition ends, leaving might not be so easy," Ye Wen mused inwardly as he 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 today. Snow Empress listened, then thoughtfully analyzed: "Ye Wen, as you said, I have a premonition that even if we finish the competition and win the championship, it might not be so easy to leave directly."

"It's not impossible for Spirit Hall to find a reason to forcefully keep us."

"Yes, so after the day of the finals, everyone should prepare for battle. If Bibi Dong insists on keeping us, then we'll just have to reveal everything inside the Supreme Pontiff Palace," Ye Wen said indifferently.

Evil Tiger grinned evilly: "Boss, why am I actually getting excited?"

"Aren't you just wanting to switch back to your peak power and have a good, hearty fight?"

"Hehe!"

Evil Tiger chuckled.

Ye Wen glanced at Evil Tiger, then ignored him and said, "Tell Bat King to prepare. If we really have to fight Spirit Hall on the day of the finals, have him charge into the Supreme Pontiff Palace immediately!"

"Got it, Boss."

Two days later.

The Soul Master Competition's grand finals finally arrived.

At this moment, the competition venue was already packed with spectators, including all the participating teams who had reached the finals. Today, they had all arrived at the Supreme Pontiff Palace, ready to witness this final match.

"Next, please welcome the two teams competing in the grand finals!"