Douluo Dalu, a junior student, started his journey after being adopted by Bibi Dong.

Yue Qingge's gaze lingered on her for a moment before returning to her.

Who are you? And how did you get here?

The tall woman did not answer.

She stepped forward, her long hair cascading down to her waist like a waterfall.

Her slender fingers lifted lightly, and a red ribbon emerged from her fingertips, soft as a snake, lifting Yue Qingge's chin slightly and forcing him to look directly into her eyes.

Those purple peach blossom eyes were filled with mockery.

"My name is Ling Yuanluo." She tilted her head, her red lips curving into a dangerous arc. "As for what I'm here for? I'm your mentor."

She stepped forward again, and the two steps she took, aided by her incredibly long legs, were more exaggerated than Hyotei's jog.

A fragrant breeze wafted towards me, a cool, indescribable scent mixed with a faint smell of blood.

"If you can kill her now, when the Rakshasa God's successor is at her weakest,"

Her voice was extremely low, her breath brushing against Yue Qingge's ear.

"Then you will have cleared an obstacle for the divine realm. When the time comes, someone will come to take you and you will become a priest, enjoying a long life."

She seemed to have thought of something funny; her eyes crinkled at the corners, radiating a dazzling light.

Isn't that wonderful?

However, in her pair of purple peach blossom eyes, the figure of Yue Qingge shaking her head was clearly reflected.

Ling Yuanlu's smile froze for a moment. Her expression changed, and her tone shifted abruptly from playful to icy:

How could you be so ungrateful?

Before he could finish speaking...

The ribbon, like a sharp sword, pierced the air, coming straight at you!

Yue Qingge's pupils suddenly contracted; her sea of ​​consciousness was sealed, and she couldn't contact Xue Di at all.

He didn't have time to think; the ice bow appeared in his palm, and he raised his body to block!

"Clang!"

The ear-piercing sound of clashing weapons exploded. The ribbon, seemingly as soft as water, possessed a force exceeding a thousand pounds, causing Yue Qingge to stagger back several steps, her hands going numb.

at the same time.

A black abyss descended silently, enveloping the three of them.

The entire world was empty and dim, as if it had been stripped of time and space.

Everything outside has been cut off, leaving only this deathly silence.

The battlefield.

Yue Qingge steadied herself and glanced around. Ling Yuanluo stood not far away, not taking the initiative to attack again.

She walked barefoot in the void, a red ribbon wrapped around her ankles and swaying lightly, casual and languid.

Chapter 108 Obeying Orders

"Aren't you really going to reconsider?" She tilted her head, her long hair cascading down her shoulder, revealing her swan-like, slender neck.

"You're no match for me now. Even if I can't kill you—" she paused, licking her lips—" I can still let you experience the agony of near death."

The words fell.

She rushed to Yue Qingge in two steps at a time, so fast that she was just a blur.

As the ribbons fluttered, a red shadow, like a snake, instantly bound Yue Qingge tightly, making his joints creak.

Ling Yuanlu's smile returned as she leaned closer to his face, their noses almost touching, her breath hot as she spoke: "Since you won't do it, then I'll do it myself."

She grabbed the other end of the ribbon and, like dragging a piece of cargo, brought Yue Qingge to Bibi Dong, who was sitting cross-legged.

Bibi Dong's brows furrowed slightly, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her face was pale from the pain. Ling Yuanlu stared at her face for a moment, her smile deepening.

A Rakshasa dagger appeared in her hand, its sharp edge aimed directly at Bibi Dong's snow-white neck.

A flash of cold light, and a line of blood had already seeped out from the snow-white skin.

"Wait a moment!"

Yue Qingge's voice was hoarse and urgent, "Let me do it myself."

That's fine!

Ling Yuanlu ignored him, and Rakshasa Thorn closed in even further.

Yue Qingge's pupils contracted slightly, and her bound body hopped forward, violently ramming her head into Ling Yuanluo.

But she simply turned slightly to the side, and he missed his target.

Yue Qingge collapsed to the ground with a loud thud, raising a cloud of dust.

Ling Yuanlu looked down at his disheveled appearance and couldn't help but laugh. Her laughter was clear and crisp, yet tinged with mockery: "What are you doing?"

She crouched down, the ribbon brushing against Yue Qingge's cheek, "Since that's the case... then I'll give you this chance."

With a wave of her hand, the ribbon was retrieved.

Yue Qingge moved her wrists, which were numb from being constricted, and slowly stood up. She came to Bibi Dong's side, with her back to Ling Yuanluo.

His fingers clenched tightly in his sleeve, and the ice bow silently appeared.

In an instant, the second and third spirit rings lit up together.

The Arrow of Cause and Effect, the Wrath of the Ice God.

He turned, drew his bow, and shot the arrow—all in one fluid motion!

The moment the arrow pierced the air, Ling Yuanlu snorted coldly, and the ribbon pierced through Yue Qingge's shoulder like a snake's tongue!

"Pfft!"

Blood gushed out relentlessly, staining half of Yue Qingge's clothes red.

But he did not fall; the figure behind him waved his hand dismissively.

The icy blue arrow suddenly exploded before Ling Yuan landed.

Ling Yuanlu was knocked back several steps, the red ribbon around her ankle in disarray.

She steadied herself, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes:

"You...you? Okay."

Yue Qingge dared not hesitate.

The fourth soul ring lights up, and the Star Wish Prayer is activated.

The next moment, a dazzling starry sky appeared behind him, with thousands of stars lending him strength, and points of light falling like rain, gathering on the bow.

A dazzling arrow slowly coalesced, like a falling meteor.

Arrow after arrow, as dense as a torrential rain, hurtled towards Ling Yuanlu!

A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Yuanluo's eyes. She raised her hand and threw out a red flower. The flower shone brightly in the air and crushed Yue Qingge's arrows!

But in the instant the light exploded, her figure vanished.

When it reappeared, it was already beside Yue Qingge.

Before Yue Qingge could react, she was sent flying by a knee strike!

"Bang!"

He crashed to the ground, sliding several feet, spitting out a mouthful of blood that stained the blue silver grass beneath him.

My internal organs felt as if they were being ripped apart; the excruciating pain was like a tidal wave.

They surged in.

Ling Yuanlu walked over unhurriedly, her bare feet stepping across the grass, the red ribbon swaying lightly around her ankles.

It shot out again, instantly piercing his shoulder and pinning him to the ground.

She looked down at him with a cold, piercing gaze, as if she were looking at a dying prey.

What other tricks do you have up your sleeve?

She tilted her head, her long hair falling down, the ends brushing against Yue Qingge's face.

If that's all you've got... then I'm going to kill the Rakshasa god.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Yuan's hand suddenly froze.

She suddenly turned her head.

The figure behind Yue Qingge was gradually solidifying.

The phantom figure drew its bow and nocked an arrow, and the black arrow silently coalesced.

"Bang!

The arrows arrived suddenly, and Ling Yuanluo was knocked back hundreds of steps, leaving two deep marks in the void.

She steadied herself, her eyes flashing with shock, as the violent movements before her...

The snow rabbit, shaped like a water droplet, trembled as it rose and fell. The Rakshasa Thorn reappeared in his hand, transforming into a dark red shadow.

One strike, and it's through!

"Pfft—"

Yue Qingge's blood gushed from her wound, staining the ground beneath her red.

He groaned, cold sweat trickling down his forehead, but he clenched his teeth tightly, refusing to let out a scream.

Ling Yuanlu turned around and walked towards Bibi Dong.

Her skirt swayed gently, and her bare feet made no sound.

"It seems she's still going to die."

But suddenly someone grabbed her ankle.

Yue Qingge's hand was gripping her slender ankle tightly, veins bulging. Her pale face was bloodshot, her voice hoarse and almost inaudible, yet each word was spoken clearly and deliberately:

'If you want to kill her... kill me first!'

The power of the Ice God within his body condensed wildly and surged towards his dantian.

He let out a low growl, like a cornered beast struggling:

"Give it to me, explode!"

At that critical moment, a hand pressed down on his shoulder.

"No!" The voice carried a familiar fluctuation of soul power.

Bibi Dong woke up. She opened her eyes, the bloodshot color still lingering in them, but her movements were faster than her voice.

The immense soul power in his hand surged out wildly, suppressing the soul power within Yue Qingge's body that was about to explode inch by inch.

Ling Yuanlu stopped testing the waters. With swift movements of her fingers, she...

The last shred of anger was extinguished.

Yue Qingge was momentarily dazed.

He looked at Bibi Dong's face, at the worry between her brows, and the tenderness in her eyes.

In a daze, something shattered in my chest cavity and then pieced itself back together.

Bibi Dong gently picked him up and held him in her arms.

Soul energy, like silk threads, flowed through his meridians, nourishing his shattered wounds inch by inch.

Her palm was pressed against his back. She turned her head, her gaze sharp as a knife, piercing Ling Yuanluo.

"This is what you meant by a test?"

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word was sharp and piercing.

What do you take my disciple for?

Bibi Dong's brows furrowed into a deep frown, and her lips were tightly pressed together.