Douluo Continent: I, the world's greatest immortal master, have taken Ning Rongrong as my disci

Chapter 178 Rakshasa's Evil Thoughts Emerge, Transmitting the Great Law of the Azure Nether Path to the Pope

Time slips away bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, the sun sets and the moon rises, and the sun rises and the moon sets.

A 100,000-year-old soul ring and soul bone are not ordinary objects and are not easy to remove safely.

During this time, Su Ran's soul power and spirit were greatly depleted, and his exceptionally handsome face appeared slightly pale.

Bibi Dong was enduring intense pain, and even though Su Ran had prepared herbs to warm her body and nourish her soul, it couldn't alleviate the pain much.

The nine-grade green lotus root, which had been suspended above Bibi Dong's almost perfect body, had been transformed by Su Ran into a lifelike outline roughly resembling the skeleton of a human torso.

The remnant soul of a soft-boned rabbit manifested above, occasionally tilting its head to look at Su Ran, seemingly wondering who this person was. He is so beautiful, so handsome.

The essence and remnant soul of Xiao Wu's mother were almost entirely covered on it, nourished by the ten-thousand-year-old Dragon Spirit Blood Ginseng.

It's over, it's almost over.

Su Ran steadied his trembling hands; he was about to finish carving this torso bone.

"Your Holiness, the spirit lotus root that carries the 100,000-year soul ring and soul bone is about to be imprinted. You will need to endure a little longer. I need to draw out the remaining remnant soul. After that, you will become weaker and lose the 100,000-year soul ring and soul bone skills."

"Wait a minute, what's that?"

"not good!"

Within Bibi Dong's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, darkness began to expand, even obscuring the peach petal.

The spiderweb pattern in the sky flickered with evil lines. Just as the ninth-grade green lotus root was being carved and about to complete the final soul-guiding process, a terrifying purplish-black scythe of death emerged from the pattern, severing the path of soul-guiding that Su Ran had painstakingly opened, leaving Su Ran in Bibi Dong's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

Meanwhile, inside the Peach Blossom Pavilion outside, their soul connection had been severed, and their gazes fell into a daze.

Bibi Dong, who was originally weak, turned her beautiful purple eyes into a purplish-red color. She suddenly unleashed a power from who knows where, and raised her hands to pull Su Ran onto the ice jade bed. Her soft body pressed tightly against her strong teacher.

Her gaze fell on that stunningly beautiful face, and greed and lustful thoughts appeared in her eyes. She couldn't help but kiss Teacher Su's lips.

"It is the power of the Rakshasa God's test."

Within the Pope's spiritual sea, Bibi Dong's soul, which had originally resided beneath peach blossom petals at different stages, was corrupted by darkness. The evil thoughts within her were aroused, merging into one, as if she were the embodiment of evil.

Even Bibi Dong's soul, which originally dominated her body's will, began to waver:
"Teacher Su, this is bad! I didn't expect the seal of the Rakshasa God to be opened at this time. It must have sensed that my power was being stripped away and took the initiative to break the seal to defend itself. I haven't passed this test of the gods yet, so I can't fully control the power of the Rakshasa God. This power is the power of evil, and it will make me completely lose my mind."

"What do we do? What do we do!"

"Ah~ Teacher Su, you're so beautiful, I want you so badly~"

"Teacher Su, you need to leave quickly!"

"Teacher Su, don't go! You can never leave me. You belong to this Pope!"

"So this is what possession feels like. It's great, it's wonderful."

"You belong to me, we are a match made in heaven. I am evil, you are a celestial being, we are one, a union made in heaven!"

"Teacher Su, don't even think about running away! From now on, we'll always be together. Together we'll rule the Papal Palace, unify the continent, and crush all those who defy us like ants!"

. . . . .

"Your Holiness the Pope! Your Holiness the Pope! Bibi Dong! Wake up!"

Su Ran waved her sleeves, and a gentle breeze from the peach blossoms refreshed her mind.

However, in order to guide the soul and carve the bones, Su Ran had already consumed a lot of mental energy, which was no match for Bibi Dong under the influence of the Rakshasa God's power, not to mention that this was her spiritual sea.

Even though the Soul Guiding Channel was sealed off by the Death Scythe, he could only vaguely sense the state of his body, but it was difficult to control it.

Originally, to prevent similar situations from occurring, Su Ran prepared three Sacred Soul Grasses to repair her soul power—one for herself, one for Bibi Dong, and one for Xiao Wu's mother—but now they are useless.

The most terrifying thing is that if Bibi Dong's power were to erupt and the two clashed, the remnant soul of the 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit that they had painstakingly drawn out might be shattered. Once it is shattered and disappears into the world, it will be extremely difficult for them to collect it back with their current strength.

“Bibi Dong, calm down, even if you only have a little bit of reason.”

"Listen carefully, this is the mental cultivation method of the Azure Nether Path Great Art. Follow my instructions and gradually suppress the Rakshasa divine power."

"Breath enters the lungs like a flowing spring, spirit concentrates in the chest like the moon reflected in the heart. The initial movement should be like a willow swaying, wrists turning and waist rotating to connect with the vast emptiness. Inhale, drawing light clouds into the twin peaks; exhale, transforming into fine rain to nourish the dantian. Circulate throughout the body, soft yet containing strength, like water flowing over stones without harming its rhythm… Transform spirit into qi like mist covering mountains, circling around obstacles, flowing freely where there is room." "In motion, it is like thunder striking and qi interacting; in stillness, it is like the sun and moon shining together, spirits in harmony!"

Su Ran unleashed his last bit of soul power, grabbing Bibi Dong's neck in his spiritual sea and reciting his inner cultivation techniques, attempting to bring Bibi Dong back to her senses.

Even if she can't regain her sanity, it would be a good thing if the techniques of the Azure Nether Dao could help her stabilize.

But it was only a short while before Bibi Dong, influenced by Rakshasa's evil thoughts, unleashed a powerful soul force and overwhelmed Su Ran's soul in her spiritual sea.

Su Ran only vaguely sensed that the winding path led to a secluded spot, and the trickling streams converged into the Yangtze River, rushing in from the narrow passage, almost drowning him.

In an instant, the two souls merged, creating a beautiful scene both within their spiritual sea and inside the Peach Blossom Pavilion.

The remnant soul of the 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit, suspended in mid-air, looked at the beautiful human body below, somewhat bewildered. But as indescribable, soft, smacking sounds rang out, it inexplicably blushed.
What are these two very good-looking humans doing?

. . . .

On this day, something very strange happened at Peach Blossom Academy.

The peach trees in the college seemed to be summoned by something, swaying constantly.

The peach blossoms bloom and fade, fade and bloom again.

Students at Taoyuan Academy also noticed this strange phenomenon.

Shui Yue'er's bright eyes were fixed on a blooming peach tree, and she excitedly pulled Shui Bing'er along, saying:

"Sister, look, look, it's bloomed again! Oh, it's blossoming again..."

"This is amazing!"

Why do the peach blossoms in the academy bloom and wither approximately every two hours?

"What happened?"

"And, sister, look at how these peach blossoms open and close. Don't they look like little butterflies fluttering around when we're nervous? So shy!"

Shui Yue'er murmured in Shui Bing'er's ear, her little face turning red.

"Huh? Oh right, teacher! Could something have happened to you?"

"Xiao Wu, do you know how the teacher is doing?"

Several students from the academy, still worried, came to the outside of Taoyou Pavilion and asked Xiaowu about it.

Xiao Wu hadn't slept for days and nights, just standing in front of the pavilion:
"I don't know, but the teacher said that no one can go in until he comes out."

"How many days has it been? There's not a sound from inside. Xiaowu, aren't you worried about whether your teacher and the others succeeded or failed?"

"Who said there was no movement? Yesterday, I saw from afar that Peach Blossom Pavilion was shaking slightly."

"Was that caused by the wind?"

"Alright, please stop talking. The teacher is handling something very important, so please don't go in and disturb him."

Xiao Wu insisted.

But just then, the door of Taoyou Pavilion suddenly opened with a hum.

A face that appeared extremely handsome, yet somewhat weary and listless, showed a look of utter despair, as if a celestial being had fallen into the mortal world. He let out a soft sigh.
"Xiao Wu, take good care of this ninth-grade green lotus rabbit. Nourish it with the remaining blood ginseng every day. When you run out, go to the flower garden to get more."

"Okay, Nana, after your teacher wakes up, you can go and take care of her for a while."

"Sigh... Teacher..."

"What's wrong with the teacher? Is she too tired?"

"Xiao Wu, what exactly are Teacher and that stinky pope doing in there?!"

(End of this chapter)