Entrusting My Body to Teacher? Is the Plot Really Going This Way?

"Mortal enemies..."

Hearing this, Qian Renxue's eyes widened instantly.

Although there was some friction between Dugu Bo and Martial Soul Hall, it was far from enough to be called mortal enemies.

The problem, then, must lie with that young man.

What exactly was his identity?

"Alright, don't overthink it. Relax your mind, hand your body over to me, and let me handle them for you."

"Oh... huh?"

Qian Renxue responded subconsciously. She was still pondering how it would be a pity to kill a Titled Douluo for no reason—

But suddenly, she realized what Ling Xiao had just said.

"No... Teacher, what do you mean by that? What do you mean by handing over my body?"

She was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, nearly jumping right off the treetop.

"Was I not clear enough?"

Ling Xiao's tone was matter-of-fact.

"I'm practically dead; how could I possibly defeat a Titled Douluo?"

"Naturally, I have to borrow your body for a while."

His current state was indeed poor, but dealing with a gatekeeper-level Titled Douluo was still more than enough.

It was just that, the feeling of drifting around without a physical form was extremely uncomfortable, and he deeply missed having a body.

But since he couldn't resurrect in the short term, he had to borrow a shell to relive those good old days!

"Don't think so much. Just stay put and watch your teacher perform!"

"No! Absolutely not!"

Qian Renxue shook her head frantically.

Although she wasn't particularly fastidious, the mere thought of her body being occupied and used by another person

made her feel incredibly awkward.

Besides, how could there be no physical contact while using the body?

Wouldn't that mean she would be seen through and through?

And even used...

Wuwu, no way, absolutely not.

Even if he was her teacher, and even if he had already seen everything before...

It still wouldn't do!!

"Come now, don't you know your teacher's character?"

"I absolutely won't get handsy!"

Ling Xiao coaxed her, much like someone trying to lure a little girl with candy.

"Don't you want to recover your cultivation?"

"Can you really just watch your enemy grow stronger step by step right in front of you?"

"No means no!"

"At worst, I'll have Martial Soul Hall... no, I'll have Uncle Snake Lance and Uncle Poison Thorn step in directly!"

Ling Xiao and Qian Renxue were still in the midst of intense negotiations.

Below them, Tang San

had already grasped the essence of Dugu Bo's condition.

He couldn't help but lift his chin, preparing to show this country bumpkin a thing or two.

"Senior, this poison is inherited through the martial soul and developed over time, but it is not without a method of neutralization..."

Before he could finish, Dugu Bo's expression changed drastically.

A fierce light erupted from his triangular eyes as he whipped his head around and barked sharply:

"Who is it? Sneaking around there, get out here!"

Before the words had even faded, A dark green arrow condensed from poisonous gas erupted from his palm, tearing through the night sky and plunging straight toward the dense forest on the mountainside.

"Oh no, our position has been exposed!"

"Quickly, hurry, don't hesitate!"

"Listen to your master's command and return to the sea of consciousness immediately, or both master and disciple will be finished!"

Qian Renxue had originally been dead set against it, but upon feeling that powerful fluctuation of soul power, her resolve began to waver.

"Then... you absolutely must not touch or grope around, and you must not look at things you shouldn't!"

"You must swear! You must promise!"

"Fine, fine, fine, this master swears, this master promises."

"Hmph... this... you definitely exposed us on purpose..."

Qian Renxue gritted her silver teeth; although she said this, she still shyly closed her eyes.

That little look of hers...

It made Ling Xiao feel too embarrassed to even act, as if he were committing some heinous crime!

But Dugu Bo's attack was already closing in, and he had no time to overthink it, instantly taking over Qian Renxue's body and squeezing her into the sea of consciousness.

Ling Xiao raised his hand and clenched it—

"The feeling of having a body is truly wonderful."

"It's just that these arms are a bit thin, the legs are a bit thin, and there isn't much strength in the whole body."

"And these pectorals..."

"Heavy and cumbersome, it feels quite awkward; it really hinders movement!"

Ling Xiao swung his fists and raised his leg for a side kick.

Inevitably, the two mounds on her chest swayed incessantly...

This strange sensation made him feel extremely uncomfortable!

"As expected, these obstructive things are better off growing on someone else!"

Yet these slight movements of his

triggered a series of screams that sounded like a landslide or a tsunami.

"Ah! Master! How could you make such movements?!"

"Huh? No, I didn't do anything, did I?"

"I'm just stretching my limbs to get familiar with the body, aren't I?"

"Otherwise, how am I supposed to fight?"

Ling Xiao said righteously.

Although Qian Renxue's figure was indeed excellent, it wasn't as if he had never seen a beautiful woman before.

The other party was his only disciple; how could he possibly have any crooked thoughts?

Inside the sea of consciousness, even though Qian Renxue no longer had her physical body, her strand of soul was so tormented by Ling Xiao's movements that she turned red from head to toe, with white steam practically rising from the top of her head!

There was indeed no fault to be found in Ling Xiao's words, but watching her own body swinging its arms and kicking its legs there, with her chest swaying in such a magnificent display—

she felt ashamed to the extreme and wished she could dig a hole and crawl into it right then and there!

At this moment, she deeply regretted making that decision just now.

"No! Anyway, it's just no! You cannot make those kinds of movements anymore!"

Qian Renxue warned frantically.

"Fine, fine, fine, I absolutely won't do it again! Absolutely won't!"

Ling Xiao promised.

At this moment, Dugu Bo's attack was right before his eyes; he truly had no time to adapt to this body.

His figure flickered, vanishing from where he stood.

The next instant, Dugu Bo's poison arrows descended.

The dense forest within a radius of several hundred meters where Ling Xiao had originally been standing was instantly shrouded in toxic mist.

The branches and leaves turned charred, withered, and rotted in an instant, their vitality drained until nothing remained, turning into a carpet of black, putrid sludge.

Yet, there was no sign of any suspicious person to be found...

Tang San was also startled by this sudden turn of events.

Nothing like this had happened in his past life...

Could it be that his rebirth had triggered a chain reaction?

"Worthy of being the first Titled Douluo on the Douluo Continent to take poison as his title; you truly have some skill when it comes to toxins. However—"

A voice, aged yet imbued with supreme majesty, echoed leisurely through the canyon, neither hurried nor slow, sounding as if it drifted from a great distance, yet also like a whisper right beside one's ear.

"Your strength is too weak!"

Dugu Bo was still searching for the other's trail, but in the blink of an eye—

a figure shrouded in black mist appeared abruptly before him.

He had not even seen how the other party had arrived.

That black robe billowed slightly in the night wind; he could not see the face, could not see the figure, only a humanoid outline vaguely traced within a mass of mist as deep as an abyss.

Dugu Bo instinctively took a step back, cold sweat sliding down his temples.

Had this person attacked him directly just now, he feared he would be dead or severely wounded by now.

But as a Titled Douluo standing at the pinnacle of the continent, his mental fortitude was ultimately exceptional.

He quickly steadied his mind, suppressed his fear, and demanded sharply:

"Who are you, Excellency? Why do you trespass in my herb garden?"