"What are you doing?" Dongfang Jing asked, clutching the blanket, looking completely bewildered.
"Didn't you say you wanted to rest? Why aren't you in bed?"
"The bed is very big; there's still plenty of space even if the three of us lie down."
They spoke one sentence at a time, very quickly, giving Dongfang Jing no chance to interrupt.
After saying that, the two of them reached out at the same time, and all four hands reached out at the same time, grabbing his arms without saying a word, and trying to drag him to the soft bed.
What are those two up to?
Dongfang Jing arched his body and strained backward, rubbing his feet against the floor in an attempt to resist.
However, in a pure contest of strength, he was completely outmatched.
To be more precise, he had absolutely no chance against Wang Qiu'er.
The Golden Dragon, the progenitor of power, is no joke!
Therefore, despite Dongfang Jing's strong protest, Wang Qiu'er wrapped her arms around him, easily picked him up by the waist, and tossed him into the center of the bed.
Dongfang Jing was bounced around a few times by the bouncy bed, which made his head spin a little.
He propped himself up on his arms and glared at Wang Qiu'er, who was walking towards the bedside: "Wang Qiu'er, you!"
"Ah Jing," Wang Qiu'er said calmly, "don't you still have something important to say to Yao'er? About our secret identities, if you don't lean closer and whisper, what if someone with ulterior motives overhears us?"
"Brother, what do you want to tell me?" Dongfang Yao asked as she nimbly climbed onto the bed.
Wang Qiu'er followed closely behind and sat down on the other side.
This reasoning certainly hits the nail on the head.
As soon as serious matters were mentioned, Dongfang Jing's thoughts were immediately diverted.
He composed himself, sat up straight, and looked intently at his sister.
He told Dongfang Yao everything about his experiences in the Star Dou Great Forest over the years, how he met Bi Ji and Wang Qiu'er, their true identities, and the purpose of their group gathering together.
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yao was completely stunned.
Her gaze slowly shifted to Wang Qiu'er, her voice filled with disbelief and confirmation: "You...you are a soul beast?"
Wang Qiu'er nodded.
She understood that words were not enough; seeing was believing.
With a swift movement, a golden light flashed, and a beautiful golden soul beast with vertical pupils on its forehead appeared on the spot—the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.
With a light leap, she landed on Dongfang Jing's lap as he sat cross-legged.
Dongfang Jing hadn't seen her in this form for a long time, and subconsciously reached out to gently stroke the soft and warm golden fur on the back of her neck.
Wang Qiu'er obediently lowered her head, letting his fingers run through her hair.
However, her slightly trembling body betrayed her inner turmoil.
The big, fluffy tail swayed from side to side, brushing against Dongfang Jing's wrist.
Dongfang Yao watched this scene in shock.
But what shocked her was not Wang Qiu'er's identity as a soul beast itself.
Instead... his competitor was actually a soul beast?! And one that had lived for who knows how many years!
Wait a minute, how will this generational ranking be calculated from now on? Won't everything be a mess!
My brother is really something...
Dongfang Yao glared at Dongfang Jing with a hint of resentment, then suddenly asked, "Brother, among these... sisters, is there anyone you like?"
"No...no, what nonsense are you talking about, girl..." Dongfang Jing paused noticeably in her reply, chuckled awkwardly, and her eyes darted around.
"Really not?" Dongfang Yao pressed, leaning forward slightly.
"Ahem... Let's not talk about this anymore." Dongfang Jing coughed dryly, abruptly changing the subject.
He pointed his finger and took out three items from the Gemini vortex.
A miniature white supercar, the right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor, and the left arm bone of the Mountain-Shaking Mammoth.
He first gave the white supercar to his sister and promised to teach her how to drive it when he had time.
Then, his gaze fell on the two soul bones.
He clenched his fists, his palms surging with soul power, and two blue-pink orbs of light quickly condensed into shape.
Dongfang Yao had heard her brother mention the new abilities she had gained in the Hall of Ten Thousand Mirrors before, but this was the first time she had seen them with her own eyes.
Wang Qiu'er, who was standing to the side, had seen him many times before.
But every time I witness it, I am still shocked by this illogical effect and can't help but marvel at how incredible this ability is.
Immediately afterward, under their gaze, the two soul bones floating in the air intertwined with light and shadow.
In an instant, the number doubled.
It turned into two pieces of Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone and two pieces of Mountain-Shaking Mammoth's left arm bone.
There were four pieces in total, floating there quietly.
"Yao'er, Qiu'er," Dongfang Jing pointed to the two left arm bones, "These are strength-type soul bones, very suitable for you as offensive-type soul masters. You are both melee soul masters, and close combat makes you prone to injury. As for these two right leg bones, their healing abilities can quickly restore your injuries, and their flight ability will allow you to master new fighting styles, making you more flexible when dealing with enemies. Keep them safe for now, and you can absorb them after we arrive in Heaven Dou City."
Dongfang Yao looked at the soul bone in front of her, but did not immediately take it.
In her heart, her brother still comes first.
Wang Qiu'er simply reached out and took the left arm bone of the Mammoth, saying to Dongfang Yao, "Don't worry about it, A-Jing has his own reasons."
Then, she turned to Dongfang Jing and said seriously, "Keep your right leg bone. After all, it's a 100,000-year-old soul bone. Absorbing it will not only give you soul bone skills, but it will also greatly benefit your overall physical fitness."
"Although you have plans for your future spirit rings, there are always unexpected things. What if you can't find a suitable right leg bone?"
"You do possess the Mirror Body Split Soul, which grants you strong survival abilities. But what if you suffer a severe injury and fall into a coma? That's where the healing ability of this soul bone comes in handy. So, you should keep it for yourself."
Wang Qiu'er said so much in one breath.
The text is filled with concern and meticulous consideration for the Oriental Mirror.
Dongfang Jing was stunned and looked at her with some surprise: "Qiu'er, you've changed so much. What happened? It seems like ever since we checked into the inn, you've been particularly...concerned about me?"
Wang Qiu'er turned her head away somewhat awkwardly, her gaze wandering, unsure where to settle.
Of course, it was because she had taken to heart what Dongfang Yao had said earlier.
She thought it over carefully. In front of mature and considerate women like Brigitte and Ah Yin, if she didn't change and remained as arrogant, straightforward, intolerant, and incapable of putting herself in his shoes as before...
How could Ah Jing possibly like her?
But now it seems that she has been too obvious, which is too different from her usual style.
"Who cares about you!"
The words almost burst out, but she swallowed them back down.
Faced with Dongfang Jing's probing gaze, she simply pursed her lips and chose to remain silent.
Wang Qiu'er suddenly realized that the atmosphere between the two of them was something she had never experienced before.
A little nervous, a little shy, and with an indescribable sweetness.
Could this be... the legendary ambiguity?
She found herself becoming somewhat addicted to the feeling.
This feeling made her heart race, filled with anticipation and joy!
I really have to thank Dongfang Yao; she's practically Wang Qiu'er's love strategist!
'We must take the initiative, we absolutely must take the initiative...'
'Why don't we take this opportunity to tell Ah Jing everything on our minds?'
She took a deep breath and mustered her courage to speak: "Jing! Actually, I..."
"Oh dear~! Brother, aren't we going to Tiandou City tomorrow? Let's get some rest~" Dongfang Yao suddenly raised her voice and interjected in a soft, sweet tone.
This strategist personally intervened.
"That's true." Dongfang Jing nodded, then looked at Wang Qiu'er, "Qiu'er, what were you trying to say just now?"
"N-nothing..." Wang Qiu'er choked on her words, glancing at Dongfang Yao with a frustrated expression.
Why did you ruin my plans?
Dongfang Yao glared back defiantly:
"We agreed in the bathroom that you weren't allowed to sneak out! What were you trying to do just now?"
Seeing the two girls staring at each other, he wondered what they were doing. Perhaps they had some common topics that he didn't know about.
Although Dongfang Jing didn't understand why, he was too lazy to investigate further.
He shifted his body, preparing to get off the middle of the bed: "Then I'll sleep on the sofa, you two."
"You lie down obediently!! x2"
Two sharp shouts rang out simultaneously, with astonishing tacit understanding, instantly interrupting his actions.
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