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However, Chen Xiaojun's movements did not stop.
The dark-red vortex at his fingertip condensed again. This time, it landed precisely on the Middle Soul Nest in her chest.
Immediately after, his finger moved downward and, without the slightest hesitation, pressed again at the position of the Lower Soul Nest below her navel.
Three cold, sluggish seals were like three heavy sluice gates, locking down the core nodes of her power system.
Bi Qing Xiu felt the discomfort of the Soul Power circulation inside her body being forcibly suppressed, yet she instead laughed softly, her smile carrying a trace of playfulness. "Young Master Chen really is cautious. You even sealed my Lower Soul Nest along with the rest."
She deliberately emphasized "Lower Soul Nest," clearly pointing out that, as a Beast Martial Soul soul master, her Power Core was originally in the Middle Soul Nest, so sealing the Lower Soul Nest seemed somewhat unnecessary.
Chen Xiaojun nodded calmly. "Your Bi family is an old-established clan with a long inheritance, deep foundations, and many methods. When treating an honored guest, it's always better to be a little cautious."
After he finished speaking, his gaze turned to Qin Luguang, who was smoking a pipe at the side. "Grandfather Lu Guang."
Qin Luguang did not even lift his eyelids. He merely gave an "Mm," and the hand holding the copper pipe casually waved toward Bi Qing Xiu.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Four dark-red strands of Soul Power, condensed almost into substance and carrying a rich, bloody killing aura, shot out and sank precisely into the joints of Bi Qing Xiu's four limbs.
This was not sealing her Soul Nests, but directly locking down the main Soul Power meridian nodes in her limbs.
Bi Qing Xiu only felt her arms