"Xiaowu, will you really be obedient?" Ye Qiu leaned into her ear and whispered.
"O-of course. I'll definitely listen to you, as long as you don't bully me." Xiaowu didn't know where to put her hands, feeling a bit flustered.
"Then just be good and obedient, and spend this holiday back in Holy Spirit Village." Ye Qiu's voice suddenly became serious. He looked at Xiaowu earnestly and gently let go of her.
"But I don't want to..."
Xiaowu was stunned for a moment, her small mouth already pouting, looking at Ye Qiu with a wronged expression.
"Even if you don't want to go, you have to go."
Ye Qiu frowned and said forcefully. With no other choice, Ye Qiu had to forcefully grab her hand. Their fingers intertwined, and black fluid wrapped around Xiaowu's hand.
Through their connected minds, Ye Qiu immediately told Xiaowu that there was a Title Douluo in the place he was going.
Xiaowu's body trembled, her face turned pale, and she felt a bit scared.
Ye Qiu felt the fear in her heart and gently pinched her face: "Now can you be good and obedient and stay in Holy Spirit Village?"
Xiaowu looked at Ye Qiu, nodded blankly, and looked at him with some worry, asking in confusion:
"Ye Qiu, why do you have to go to a place like that?"
"I can't tell you this yet, but I promise you that when I come back, I'll bring you a gift." Ye Qiu smiled lightly, let go of her small hand, and pinched her face. "Alright, be good, and help me pick up the towel."
Thinking that Ye Qiu was about to leave her and go alone, Xiaowu was a bit unhappy and seemed to have not heard anything about the gift Ye Qiu mentioned. She gritted her teeth, slapped Ye Qiu's hand away, and like a little resentful wife who was about to be abandoned, she said softly: "Your own things, pick them up yourself. I'm Sister Xiaowu! I won't serve you."
After saying that, Xiaowu glared at Ye Qiu and quickly returned to her bed, lying there motionless, curled up like a wounded little cat.
"Quite a temper."
Ye Qiu shrugged and didn't pay attention to her. He turned around and took out his little private stash, counting out dozens of gold spirit coins.
Spirit Masters could receive one gold spirit coin each month, Great Spirit Masters ten, and Spirit Venerables one hundred. Over the years, he had saved quite a bit of money. Every year when he returned to Holy Spirit Village, Ye Qiu would give dozens of gold spirit coins to Old Jack.
He took the money and also took out his small cloth bag with lollipops, putting these things together. Just as he was about to get up and go to Xiaowu's side, a figure walked in through the door, wearing a belt inlaid with jewels around his waist.
Still at the door, Tang San greeted Ye Qiu. "Ye Qiu, I heard them say you broke through to level 32?"
"Little San, I didn't expect your news to be so well-informed. No need to envy your brother, you'll get there eventually!" Ye Qiu looked at Tang San who walked to his side and gently patted his shoulder.
The smile on his face was unprecedentedly brilliant. He was still looking forward to Tang San giving him more hidden weapons so he could draw all those blueprints.
"Although I will become a Spirit Venerable sooner or later, I'm still quite a bit behind you and Xiaowu." Tang San smiled wryly. At the beginning, his cultivation was clearly ahead.
However, Ye Qiu was indeed very diligent, pulling Xiaowu onto the bed to cultivate day and night.
"By the way, what's wrong with Xiaowu?" Tang San looked at Xiaowu lying motionless on the bed. He had never seen Xiaowu like this before, except when Ye Qiu had given her a good beating, but Ye Qiu hadn't beaten her for a long time.
"Oh, maybe she's just tired from cultivating during this time." Ye Qiu chuckled and gave a reason that was somewhat plausible.
Xiaowu was lying on the bed, listening to Ye Qiu's voice, biting her silver teeth, annoyed in her heart. Cultivating with Ye Qiu could help him, and she was willing to do it, she didn't feel tired at all!
"Hmph!"
A cold snort came from Xiaowu's bed.
"Ye Qiu, you didn't bully Xiaowu again, did you?" Tang San gave them both a strange look and smiled playfully, sure that they had a disagreement again.
"Nothing of the sort!" Ye Qiu waved his hand. He really hadn't bullied Xiaowu this time.
"Then why does Xiaowu seem so unhappy?" Tang San looked surprised. Ye Qiu always admitted it when he hit Xiaowu.
"Maybe she's a little unhappy because I can't play with her this holiday." Ye Qiu said casually, stuffing his little private stash into the bag Xiaowu had prepared for him.
"Is that so." Tang San nodded and quickly noticed something was off. "Hmm? This year, Xiaowu isn't going back to Holy Spirit Village with us?"
"It's not her, it's me."
"It's you?!" Tang San looked at him in surprise, his eyes filled with confusion.
"Yes, it's me... I want to take advantage of this last holiday before graduation to go out and see the outside world." Ye Qiu spread his hands, like an ambitious young man who was about to set his ideals free, his face full of conviction.
Tang San's mouth twitched slightly. Ye Qiu's appearance was completely different from his usual frivolousness. And, it always felt a little out of place.
"Then I wish you a pleasant journey in advance!" Tang San didn't stop him. He knew that Ye Qiu had always been very independent, and instead started to worry about Xiaowu's whereabouts. "Speaking of which, what about Xiaowu?!"
"Xiaowu, well, that depends on her." Ye Qiu shrugged casually and turned to look at Xiaowu, who had already sat up, her eyes filled with resentment.
...
In the end, Xiaowu still decided to follow Ye Qiu's wishes and go to Holy Spirit Village to spend the holiday. At least when she got there, she could eat and drink well at Old Jack's house, and she could also be the big sister of Holy Spirit Village!
Night fell, and the entire Nuoding City was shrouded in darkness. There was still light shining in Dormitory Seven.
Xiaowu was quietly packing her things alone.
Ye Qiu and Tang San were sparring outside the dormitory.
Because he was hiding some of his abilities, Ye Qiu did not use his full strength.
Similarly, Tang San did not go all out either.
But if Tang San went all out and used hidden weapons, Ye Qiu would not be afraid at all. Tang San's hidden weapons couldn't hurt him at all.
Not to mention that Tang San didn't have any powerful hidden weapons at this time, he didn't even have any decent poisons.
And Ye Qiu's third spirit skill...
Happened to counter Tang San's various poisons.
Third Spirit Skill, Myriad Devouring Poison Fangs!
To Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, Ye Qiu only said that his teeth were simply poisonous. In fact, his third spirit skill could completely devour any poison, and then transport and store it in the several rows of white, sharp teeth that held the venom.
If some powerful poison was stored inside and he was bitten, then he could only pray for good fortune.
This was also the reason why Ye Qiu dared to go to Sunset Forest alone and stroke Dugu Bo's beard.