If You Want Treatment, Come Over and Step on It Yourself

Bibi Dong was stunned.

Only now did she realize that the pressure Cao Mengde had released was actually greater than hers?

Her soft pink lips fell open.

"Your Soul Power?"

"Could it have already reached level 99?"

Because she was taking part in the Rakshasa God's divine trial,

her Soul Power had been suppressed from level 99 to level 98.

Cao Mengde's pressure had bound her, which proved that his Soul Power was definitely at level 99.

Cao Mengde nodded.

"That's right, I'm level 99."

"But Your Holiness, you burn the bridge after crossing it at the drop of a hat. Isn't that going too far?"

Bibi Dong had made her choice, and she would not back down.

For the sake of Spirit Hall and to protect her reputation, she had to eliminate Cao Mengde.

"So what if you're level 99?"

"You're only a healing-type Soul Master. Your own attributes are very weak."

With that,

Bibi Dong knitted her brows and used her formidable Soul Power to break through Cao Mengde's pressure.

If he had been a Battle Soul Master,

she might not have escaped so easily.

But against a support-type Soul Master, Bibi Dong was brimming with confidence.

Seventh Soul Skill.

Martial Soul Avatar.

Cao Mengde thought to himself,

Bibi Dong still has her charms, even with a spider possessing her.

"Your Holiness, if you kill me, what will you do if you fall ill again someday?"

Hearing this,

Bibi Dong gave a cold snort.

"How could I possibly be ill every day?"

Ever since her last bout of heavy bleeding,

she had been in excellent health lately.

Therefore,

Bibi Dong was not worried about that at all.

However,

Cao Mengde looked supremely confident as he pointed at the spider legs on Bibi Dong's body.

"You've been poisoned."

What?

Bibi Dong had a spider Martial Soul, yet she didn't even know she had been poisoned.

Her expression instantly turned icy.

"Cao Mengde, there's no need for your wicked lies. This time, I must kill you."

Yes.

Bibi Dong firmly believed in her own judgment.

She was a user of poisons herself. How could she not know whether she had been poisoned?

Clearly,

Cao Mengde was talking nonsense, hoping to gain her trust and make her spare him.

Eighth Soul Skill.

Just as Bibi Dong prepared to strike,

Cao Mengde also launched his attack.

System.

Put a curse on Bibi Dong.

Make both her feet itch.

It takes effect in three seconds.

[Ding...]

[The Disease Treatment System notifies the host: the host has successfully placed a curse on Bibi Dong. Both her feet will itch, taking effect in three seconds.]

"If I say you've been poisoned, then you've been poisoned."

"When you circulated your Soul Power just now, you made the poison churn faster. In less than three seconds, you'll know what's happening."

Bibi Dong was utterly disdainful.

What absolute nonsense.

Let alone three seconds-even in three years, she would not be poisoned.

"Cao Mengde, since you're a good person and have helped me before, I'll give you a quick death."

Although her Soul Power was weaker than Cao Mengde's,

she had a full set of Soul Bones, and with her Battle Soul Master attributes, killing him would be no difficult task.

Eighth Soul Skill.

The next moment,

before Bibi Dong had finished reciting the incantation, her expression froze.

What is that feeling?

Sss...

Something's wrong.

Why is it so itchy?

The spot that itched was far too embarrassing.

In her distress, Bibi Dong blurted out,

"Don't even think about escaping. You wait right here."

"Otherwise, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, I'll send people after you."

Having hurriedly said her piece,

Bibi Dong plunged into a private examination room nearby.

She immediately lowered her head, raised her feet, took off her high heels, and reached down to scratch.

Damn it!

Why is it itchy there?

Have I really been poisoned?

"Your Holiness, what's wrong?"

"If you need help, I'm at your service."

Cao Mengde stood in the hall, making unhelpful remarks without fear of stirring up more trouble.

Soon,

Bibi Dong's panicked voice came from the examination room.

"Shut up."

"You're not allowed to come in."

Immediately afterward,

she hurriedly circulated her Soul Power to suppress the strange sensation in her body.

At the same time, she reached out with her jade-like hands, using both methods to relieve the itching.

Unfortunately,

after all her efforts, nothing worked.

How shameless.

How could I have gotten this kind of illness?

Even if I've been poisoned, couldn't the poison have gone anywhere else? Why did it have to be my feet?

I can't take this.

The unbearable itching was simply too torturous.

It was as if a great swarm of ants were crawling back and forth over her nerves.

At this rate,

her mind was bound to collapse.

"Um..."

Bibi Dong didn't want to ask Cao Mengde for help.

But she didn't have much time left, so she could only steel herself and speak.

"Cao Mengde, come in, quickly."

Cao Mengde put on an act as he walked into the examination room.

He saw that Bibi Dong was already lying on the examination bed, but her expression was far from normal.

She looked extremely embarrassed, and her feet rubbed against the bed from time to time.

"What did you call me in for?"

"Are you going to kill me lying down?" Cao Mengde teased.

As for Bibi Dong at that moment,

how could she still be thinking of killing anyone?

"Mengde, hurry and examine me. I... why are my feet so itchy?"

Cao Mengde stood in the doorway without moving an inch.

"So you're sick. Big deal."

"You're going to kill me anyway, so come on. Have your spider devour me."

Bibi Dong was both embarrassed and desperate.

Plagued by the strange illness, all she wanted was to get rid of the sensation as quickly as possible.

"I was wrong."

"Mengde, your medical skills are superb. You were right after all. Please examine me quickly. From now on, I'll never want to kill you again."

From now on?

Cao Mengde thought to himself,

Even if she meant from now on, given Bibi Dong's fickle nature, he would never believe her again.

"I told you long ago, Your Holiness, that you'd been poisoned."

"Looking back now, aren't you ashamed that you wanted to kill me then?"

Bibi Dong said nothing.

Ashamed didn't begin to cover it. She was so mortified she wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

"It's all my fault, is it? Don't you bear any responsibility?"

"Last time, I had corns on the soles of my feet. You must not have treated them properly, and now they've come back."

Cao Mengde didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Last time they hurt. This time they itch. How can that be the same?"

"Your spider Martial Soul is poisonous to begin with."

"After accumulating over many years, it can easily make you ill."

Bibi Dong was a user of poisons herself.

But she was truly helpless against this invisible poison and could only turn to Cao Mengde for help.

"I didn't mean to blame you."

"Hurry up and treat me."

As things stood, Bibi Dong could hardly bear the itching.

Something that wore down her willpower like that was simply too torturous.

"Hurry up."

Faced with Bibi Dong's stern rebuke,

Cao Mengde calmly took out a prop carrot.

Then he sat down on the sofa.

This time,

he was determined to keep Bibi Dong firmly under his control and completely put an end to her desire to kill him.

That way, if the madwoman went off again someday, she wouldn't want to kill him.

"For this illness, you need to apply a medicinal paste for a full month."

"The paste is hidden inside the carrot. If you want it, come over and step on it yourself."

Bibi Dong frowned.

"Why should I go over there and step on it?"

Cao Mengde gave a cold smile.

"Why?"

"Because you burned the bridge after crossing it and tried to put me to death."

"Now I'm angry."

"If you want treatment, come over and step on it yourself."