"Qiu'er, is there something you want me to do?" Dongfang Jing asked.
Wang Qiu'er nodded gently, and then placed both hands on Dongfang Jing's shoulders.
Dongfang Jing did not resist, but was curious about what she wanted to do.
However, the immense force he felt on his shoulder the next moment made him realize that he had been tricked.
Wang Qiu'er, who had previously looked like she was about to cry, now had no trace of grievance on her face, but was clearly smug about her successful scheme.
She suddenly pushed forward with her hand that was gripping Dongfang Jing's shoulder, forcefully pinning the boy to the ground.
Wang Qiu'er straddled his abdomen, her long, light blue hair cascading down like a waterfall, a few strands even landing on Dongfang Jing's face, tickling him.
She swiftly moved, pinning the boy's struggling hands to either side of his head, looking down at him with a smile: "Finally caught you, now just admit defeat!"
Overall, Dongfang Jing is much stronger than Wang Qiu'er.
But in terms of pure strength, even ten Dongfang Jings tied together wouldn't be a match for her.
Now that Wang Qiu'er has him pinned down in this position, Dongfang Jing is completely unable to move an inch.
The two were extremely close to each other at that moment.
Dongfang Jing was so close that he could even see Wang Qiu'er's long eyelashes and the astonished look reflected in her dragon-like vertical eyes.
This pose is just too suggestive.
Not to mention there were so many people watching from below the stage, what kind of behavior was this?
Thinking of this, Dongfang Jing prepared to forcefully break free.
"Don't use the Mirror Body to split the soul! That move of yours is too cheating!"
Wang Qiu'er glared at him, as if she had seen through his thoughts, and fiercely stopped him.
Dongfang Jing was somewhat helpless and retorted, "You're the one who's cheating! You've already lost, but just now you... you pretended to be heartbroken to lure me into being careless."
"Lost? Where did I lose? I didn't admit to it." Wang Qiu'er looked away guiltily.
But she didn't forget the important matter and bent down to ask, "Do you admit defeat? If you don't, I'll bite you!"
As Wang Qiu'er's face drew closer and closer, her warm breath brushed against his ear.
Dongfang Jing quickly begged for mercy: "Sigh, I give up, okay, okay, I lose, get off me now."
Upon hearing this, Wang Qiu'er propped herself up somewhat unhappily: "Am I that heavy? You seem quite dissatisfied."
Dongfang Jing originally wanted to say, "With your strength and outstanding figure, how light can you be?"
But he knew he'd get beaten up if he said it out loud, so after thinking about it, he changed his approach: "Why don't you take a look first and see how many people are watching us?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Qiu'er was speechless.
She certainly felt the complicated gazes from the audience.
Ning Rongrong's gossip, Dongfang Yao's envy and jealousy, and the playful expressions of Master Biji and Sister Xuedi...
Because in their eyes, it was entirely their own doing that they forcibly pinned Dongfang Jing to the ground and did whatever they wanted.
The shame was quite a bittersweet feeling.
However, having achieved her goal, Wang Qiu'er decided to pretend that these gazes didn't exist.
She snorted, then contentedly stepped aside from Dongfang Jing, helping him up and considerately patting the dust off his clothes.
Dongfang Jing straightened his somewhat disheveled clothes, looked at her, and asked helplessly, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Qiu'er's gaze involuntarily drifted towards Dongfang Jing's lips.
She blinked rapidly a few times, then hurriedly looked away, muttering softly, "It's...it'll be a secret for now. I'll tell you when the time is right."
Dongfang Jing nodded, which was taken as an agreement.
As the two stepped off the Soul Arena, facing the strange and inquisitive gazes of the crowd, Dongfang Jing coughed lightly, attempting to change the subject.
"Master, please check on Dugu Yan's condition again."
Biji nodded gently, walked to Dugu Yan, and said softly, "Child, stretch out your hand."
During this period,
Dongfang Yao sneaked up behind Wang Qiu'er, nudged her back with her elbow, and whispered, "Hey, hey, that's not fair of you! Why did you sneak off again?"
Wang Qiu'er looked away, pretending not to know what the other person was talking about.
Instead, she lowered her voice excitedly and exclaimed, "Yao'er, your method really works! As long as you act pitiful, A-Jing will soften and reveal his weakness!"
Seeing Wang Qiu'er's excited expression, Dongfang Yao sighed inwardly.
If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have taught her this trick.
Just now, my brother was pinned to the ground by Qiu'er, and he was completely powerless to resist...
During this time, there is a good opportunity to do something to him.
But I just stood by and watched...
Just thinking about it made Dongfang Yao incredibly envious of Wang Qiu'er's strength!
I regret it so much!
This is practically creating an incredibly powerful enemy for yourself!
Just as Dongfang Yao was secretly annoyed,
There's already a result on Brigitte's side.
Brigitte withdrew her hand, a complex expression flashing across her face.
Seeing this, Dugu Bo, who was anxiously waiting nearby, felt a sudden pang of anxiety.
He quickly stepped forward and asked anxiously, "Senior Biji, is there something wrong with Yan Yan? Could it be that the poison in her body... cannot be cured?"
Brigitte gently shook her head and said softly, "The poison can be cured. But after it's cured, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles."
Dugu Bo was completely baffled.
He didn't care that Ye Qingyi and a group of younger people were present; his granddaughter's safety was his biggest concern.
"Senior Brigitte, please feel free to speak frankly."
Dongfang Jing stepped forward, looked at his master, and asked, "Master, is this the situation we anticipated?"
After seeing Bi Ji nod, Dongfang Jing took the trouble to explain on her behalf.
He turned to face Dugu Bo and slowly explained, "Senior Dugu, the essence of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul is poison."
"All of Dugu Yan's soul skills and soul power attributes are closely related to poison. Her snake venom, poison mist, and poison array are the sole source of her combat power."
"You can think about this carefully. If the toxins in her blood and soul power are forcibly removed, her Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul will instantly lose all its characteristics and degenerate into an ordinary python without fangs or venom glands."
"It's even possible... that your martial soul will shatter completely."
"From a Soul Master to an ordinary person."
"This is the best possible outcome; at least his life has been saved."
"But there is another possibility. In the toxic environment, Dugu Yan's body may have developed some kind of adaptation and dependence. Sudden removal would lead to severe discomfort similar to withdrawal, organ dysfunction, and serious damage to vitality."
"What will be the final consequences...?"
Dongfang Jing did not continue speaking.
But both Grandpa Dugu and his grandson had already understood.
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