Douluo Sharingan, I really didn't coerce Xiao Wu!

Chapter 98 Coercion

During the journey, the man in black broke the agreement and still attacked Chen Xuan, knocking him unconscious with a single blow when he was off guard.

The place we're going to is somewhat secluded, and the matter is of great importance; it cannot be leaked.

Chen Xuan's eyes widened in disbelief. How could someone like that resort to sneak attacks? It was utterly unethical.

"Damn it, you have no sportsmanship!" This was his curse before he fainted.

The man in black sighed. There was no other way but to resort to underhanded tactics.

When Chen Xuan woke up again, he was in a large room with a white ceiling, crystal chandeliers, and wooden furniture all around.

He came to his senses and was about to get up and walk around when he suddenly felt a tightness and realized that he was tied to a chair.

Chen Xuan gave a slight jolt, and the thick rope snapped open; this kind of rope was useless against him.

He went outside, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw a stunningly beautiful woman sitting at the table drinking tea. She had a gorgeous face, large, jewel-like eyes, and a pert nose.

"Let's sit down and talk," the beautiful woman said, inviting Chen Xuan to sit down.

She was stunningly beautiful, with delicate pink lips, a complexion as smooth as mutton fat jade, and a head of golden hair that was crystal clear and very eye-catching.

Now that things have come to this, Chen Xuan has nothing to fear anymore. He strode into the living room, pulled out a table, and sat down.

"Who are you?"

The woman with golden hair was indeed very beautiful, with a slender figure and graceful curves. She wore a long, light, and soft pink dress that accentuated her perfect and alluring curves, giving her a very charming look.

However, Chen Xuan did not recognize this beautiful woman; he had never seen her before and had no recollection of her.

"You don't need to know. You just need to consider whether you want to become my subordinate," the stunning woman said, her eyes intense and her demeanor forceful.

She stretched out her slender fingers, lifted the teacup, and shook it at Chen Xuan, indicating that he should drink the tea.

Chen Xuan glanced at the teacup, his face immediately stiffening. This was clearly a case of poisoning him.

The teacup contained not tea, but a pool of pitch-black liquid with a pungent odor that masked the other person's natural fragrance; even children wouldn't dare drink it.

If he drinks this stuff, he might really die here.

Chen Xuan pushed his teacup aside and changed the subject, saying, "Big sister, you have to tell me your name, right?"

"Name?" The stunningly beautiful woman paused, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

Her fingers were long, slender, and fair. She gently swirled the teacup, as if deep in thought. After a moment, she spoke, "For now, you can call me Luo Qingxue."

"What do you mean by 'for the time being'?" Chen Xuan clicked his tongue, speechless. It was far too imprecise.

He really wanted to complain, but this time he was very honest and didn't dare to reveal his true feelings, for fear that a Title Douluo would suddenly appear from behind and attack him again.

"Sister Luo, who exactly are you? What is your identity?" Chen Xuan asked, voicing his doubts.

He really didn't recognize this beautiful woman. Where did this pervert come from? At first, he thought it was that one: Tian Dou City, Title Douluo, Miss. Only Qian Renxue fit the bill.

Chen Xuan was certain that he did not recognize the other person. Although they both had blond hair, there was a big difference in their appearances. The other person had a smooth and delicate forehead without the angelic mark, while the other person had a more charming look.

"You will know in time. For now, you only need to answer me: submit to me or refuse." The stunningly beautiful woman spoke, her beautiful eyes seemingly calm, yet shooting out a ruthless glint.

Chen Xuan forced a smile and asked, "What if I refuse?"

He wanted to join a powerful sect so he could benefit from its influence; he wasn't being coerced into joining a force that was clearly not a good one.

Luo Qingxue is beautiful, with skin as delicate as mutton fat jade, but she has an inexplicable fierce and domineering aura, making her not someone to be trifled with.

She smiled without saying a word, her beautiful eyes burning with intensity as she stared at Chen Xuan, a smile playing on her lips, but she remained silent.

Chen Xuan felt uneasy under her gaze and was under immense pressure. He sensed that this beautiful woman was definitely ruthless and capable of anything.

Being trapped in enemy territory, we have no choice but to submit; escaping now is the best course of action.

"Sister Luo, I submit. From now on, I will follow your lead and never go against your wishes." Chen Xuan said these insincere words without batting an eye.

He thought he should say some nice things to appease her, pretend to agree, and then leave this godforsaken place. He would immediately seek refuge in the Heavenly Dou Empire or in the arms of Xue Qinghe, also known as Qian Renxue, and teach this woman a lesson.

"That's well said, but I don't believe you." Luo Qingxue smiled and stared at Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan's smile froze instantly, leaving him incredibly embarrassed and unsure of what expression to make.

This woman is quite profound; she's not just a pretty face. She doesn't play by the rules, and you'll definitely suffer a great loss if you underestimate her.

"Drink this cup of tea, and I'll trust you." Luo Qingxue stretched out her slender, fair arm and pushed the poisoned tea that he had previously pushed aside back into its original position.

The liquid in the teacup was pitch black, bubbling and steaming, with a very unpleasant, pungent smell.

"That means you want me dead." Chen Xuan's face turned cold, and he dropped the pretense.

He could not accept this kind of life of being controlled by others, submitting to others his whole life. What difference was there between him and a slave? He might as well be dead.

"It's not up to you."

The black-robed man's cold voice rang out in the living room, and suddenly a figure emerged from a dark corner.

"Then let's fight! I, Chen, would rather die in battle than become your slave." Chen Xuan's face was resolute as he prepared to unleash the full power of his kaleidoscope, letting it shine with its final brilliance.

"Hmm?" Soon, he realized something was wrong. His soul power seemed to be blocked, and it was very difficult to mobilize it.

At the same time, he also felt a warm current in his dantian, releasing a very comfortable and gentle force to clear away the source of the blockage, but it was very slow and took time.

"Do you think your life is still your own now that you're here?"

The man in black robes was prepared and acted decisively before he could make a move.

He flicked out several white halos, which moved extremely fast and instantly enveloped Chen Xuan's limbs and waist, binding him in place.

The man in black robes moved swiftly, grabbing the teacup with lightning speed and pouring the tea into Chen Xuan's stomach.

The tea took effect immediately upon entering his stomach. His intestines and internal organs experienced a tearing pain as toxins entered. Then, he bled internally, feeling extremely hot, as if he were being burned.

Chen Xuan's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. If it weren't for the white circle supporting him, he wouldn't even be able to stand up.

"The poison in this cup of tea won't kill you, but it will flare up once a year. If there's no antidote, you'll die from your liver and intestines being torn apart and your internal organs being ripped apart," Luo Qingxue said, speaking the most vicious words in the calmest tone.

Chen Xuan's mouth was full of blood and foam, his eyes were icy cold as he stared at the woman.

The man in black robes took out a jet-black pill and put it into his mouth. As soon as the pill entered his stomach, the tearing pain quickly lessened until it disappeared and he could no longer feel the pain.

But he knew that the toxins had already invaded his internal organs very quickly and were difficult to expel.

"You're wrong about one thing. Being my subordinate doesn't mean being my slave. You just need to follow my orders at certain points in time. It might be a month, a year, or even ten years."

Luo Qingxue remained calm and summoned a female Soul Master, instructing her to use her Martial Soul's healing abilities to treat Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan felt a little better, and his complexion regained some color.

"Don't look at me like that. In just ten years, I will give you your freedom. Besides, as my subordinate, I will certainly not treat you unfairly."

Luo Qingxue stood up, revealing her graceful figure with flawless curves and great charm.

Chen Xuan had no time to appreciate it; he really wanted to fuck this woman to death.

Luo Qingxue gracefully approached, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Normally, Chen Xuan might have been moved if such a beautiful woman wiped his mouth, but now, he wasn't in the mood.

Luo Qingxue ignored his gaze, stretched out her slender arm, which was shimmering with light, and a bone that emitted a red glow appeared. It was eight inches long and definitely extraordinary.

"I told you, you won't be treated badly as my subordinate. This is a torso bone, 52,500 years old, from the ten-thousand-year-old soul bone of a Fiery Wind Wolf, which is very suitable for you."

(End of this chapter)