"Ah—!"
As the purple fragrant wind slammed into him head-on, Ye Tian let out a miserable scream.
With a dull thud!
Ye Tian was directly tackled to the ground by the nearly-splitting scissor legs, pinned beneath the graceful figure. They slid all the way from the desk to the edge of the bed before finally coming to a stop. The Fire Tipped Spear in his hand flew into the air and, guided by a strand of spider silk, landed in a delicate, slender hand.
Snap—!
Bi Bi Dong glanced at the Fire Tipped Spear in her hand, a look of surprise in her eyes. She then promptly retrieved the Fire Tipped Spear—also known as a handgun, which she had confiscated from Ye Tian some time ago—from her Soul Guidance Device and pressed it against Ye Tian's forehead as he grimaced in pain.
"Hah, you've got some nerve, you brat!" Bi Bi Dong sneered, her slender finger already resting on the trigger.
Over the past six months, it could be said that Bi Bi Dong had been completely won over by Ye Tian's modern-world wisdom. Naturally, the relationship between master and disciple had improved significantly.
"Ah, this... Spare me, Teacher!"
With the truth snatched away and a gun pointed at his head, Ye Tian's bravado vanished as quickly as it had appeared. He immediately began to plead for mercy. In front of Bi Bi Dong, one had to know when to yield and when to stand firm! After more than half a year, Ye Tian had mastered this survival principle perfectly.
Although the slide had been painful, Ye Tian felt grateful—grateful that Bi Bi Dong had lengthened her spider silk in time. Otherwise, it would have crushed his head instead of just pressing down on his waist.
"Spare you?" Bi Bi Dong raised an eyebrow, poking Ye Tian's dimple with the short gun. "I kindly went out to bring you food, and this is how you repay your teacher?"
As she spoke, Bi Bi Dong didn't let up, grinding her weight into Ye Tian's slender waist.
"Urk!" Ye Tian's face twisted as if constipated. With both small hands pushing against Bi Bi Dong's knees, he struggled to say, "Teacher, I can't breathe!"
"Is that your answer?" Bi Bi Dong released the safety on the handgun, looking down at Ye Tian from above with a face full of mockery and... appreciation?! She seemed to be admiring the adorable sight of Ye Tian's desperate struggles beneath her.
"Heh..." Hearing Bi Bi Dong's clear laughter, Ye Tian quickly forced a smile and said helplessly, "Teacher, you can't blame me for this. You were the one who seized it by force..."
As he spoke, Ye Tian glanced bitterly at the short gun in Bi Bi Dong's hand.
"Oh~" Bi Bi Dong nodded as if suddenly understanding. "So that's how it is!"
"Exactly, that's how it is," Ye Tian struggled, feeling essentially powerless in this situation—com unable to appreciate any benefits, only experiencing intense suffocation!
"Didn't I say I'd consider it as buying it from you?" Bi Bi Dong frowned, lifting herself slightly to give Ye Tian some relief.
"But I never saw any money!"
"So you held a grudge and wanted to kill your teacher?"
"No, I just wanted to give you a scare..."
"Oh~ I see." Bi Bi Dong nodded slightly and slowly put away the Fire Tipped Spear. "The reason is acceptable, but it doesn't quite move me... Therefore, the money I prepared will serve as my compensation—what you referred to as emotional damages."
Before she finished speaking, Bi Bi Dong took out a money pouch and began tossing it playfully in her jade-like hand, watching the regret in Ye Tian's eyes.
Bi Bi Dong felt as refreshed as if she had taken a Marrow Cleansing Pill.
She looked at Ye Tian with a smile and asked, "What do you think?"
"..."
Ye Tian silently turned his face away and agreed in a muffled voice, "Fine."
"Pfft, haha! I warned you not to get too cocky!" Bi Bi Dong giggled, pinching Ye Tian's cheek before slowly standing up. "The matter of me taking your Fire Tipped Spear is settled, but you've also shown me another use for Spider Silk. Consider this your reward."
"Oof!" Before Bi Bi Dong could finish, Ye Tian was struck in the abdomen by a money pouch. His head and feet jerked up simultaneously as he clutched his stomach, yet a smile spread across his face. "Thank you, Teacher!"
Ye Tian rolled over, expressed his gratitude, and hurriedly checked the amount of Gold Soul Coins in the pouch. He knew perfectly well that having Bi Bi Dong swing on a swing was merely a matter of lip service—this money was essentially for purchasing firearms, just under a different pretext.
"Hmph! Look at you, so easily pleased." Bi Bi Dong snorted coldly and paid him no further mind. Instead, she imitated his posture and raised the 'long Fire Tipped Spear', aiming at the rockery boulder she had tested earlier. Without hesitation, she pulled the trigger.
Bang—!
The gunshot rang out, causing Ye Tian's hand holding the money pouch to tremble. He quickly looked up, swiftly stood, and stashed the pouch away, his face full of anticipation as he asked, "Teacher, what do you think of this long spear of mine?"
Bi Bi Dong stared at the mountain in the distance. The crater left by the long version was noticeably different from the one made by the short version. She set down the Fire Tipped Spear in her hands, unable to conceal her astonishment despite having seen similar weapons before. Examining the spear, she said sincerely, "It's impressive. Not only is it longer with a larger caliber, but the increase in power is terrifying! If the previous short Fire Tipped Spear could kill a Soul Grandmaster going all out at close range, excluding those with single-attribute defense, then this long version—at this distance—could even take down a Soul King, or even some weaker Soul Emperors! Even at much greater distances, Soul Masters below the low-tier Soul King level would definitely be unable to withstand it."
Upon hearing this, Ye Tian's face lit up with delight! After all, killing a Soul Master and killing one who is going all out are two different concepts. Tang San's so-called hidden weapons often only achieved the former.
"It can kill a Soul Emperor? That's fantastic! It's worth the two-centimeter caliber..." After his excitement subsided, Ye Tian couldn't help but sigh. "It's just a pity. I wonder how large a caliber would be needed to blast a Soul Saint to death."
Ye Tian felt somewhat helpless. Although his gunpowder production was far ahead of the local standards in Douluo, compared to his previous life, what he made by hand was still quite crude and of mediocre quality. He could only enhance the firearm's power by compression, increasing the caliber, lengthening the barrel, or reducing unnecessary friction.
Hearing Ye Tian's words, Bi Bi Dong couldn't help but glance at him and irritably pointed the gun barrel at her beloved disciple. "You're still not satisfied after achieving this much? If you could easily break a Soul Saint's Martial Soul True Form, you'd drag the entire Soul Master profession down from its pedestal."
"Uh..." Ye Tian sheepishly moved the barrel aside and chuckled awkwardly, "You need ideas to make progress~"
"That's true."
Bi Bi Dong muttered softly as she watched Ye Tian, unable to resist bending down.
She reached out and grabbed the top of his head, shaking it repeatedly.
"You brat, I'm more and more tempted to take your head off and see what's really going on inside it."
"If you keep this up, my neck is going to break," Ye Tian said, rolling his eyes.