Sea God's Light

Wang Dong'er did like girls, but after Dugu Yan treated her like this, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Just who had taken advantage of whom?

Off to the side, Ye Lingling blushed at the mere mention of her name by Dugu Yan, turning her head away shyly.

"Senior, your waist is indeed very soft, but there's no need to lie on it and rest."

Wang Dong'er awkwardly moved her hand away from Dugu Yan's waist and turned to Ye Lingling.

"Senior, what's your name?"

"I'm sorry about what happened this afternoon. I didn't mean to knock you out."

"My name is Ye Lingling." Ye Lingling answered simply, then said nothing more. She was rather aloof.

"Lingling is just like that. She's a bit of a social recluse and doesn't really dare talk to strangers. Don't think she has anything against you. She's the same with everyone."

Dugu Yan explained.

"I won't." Wang Dong'er shook her head. She had read the original story thoroughly and knew Ye Lingling's personality well.

The Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul was one of the most powerful support Martial Souls. If not for the Martial Soul curse, which meant that only two Nine Heart Begonia users could exist in the world at the same time, Ye Lingling's family would probably have been as renowned as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Because of that very curse, Ye Lingling had lost both her parents when she was young. She believed that it was because of her birth that her mother or father had...

Poor girl.

It suddenly occurred to her that the girls of the Douluo Continent all seemed to have hard lives.

Either their fates were tragic, or they were born into tragedy.

"By the way, Senior Dugu, are you really all right? You threw up so much blood. It must have hurt terribly."

"It's an old problem." Dugu Yan smiled as if it were nothing, seemingly unconcerned about her own condition.

What good would it do to know there was something wrong with her body?

Even her grandfather and Ye Lingling's grandfather, Ye Renxin, were helpless against her condition.

"I see. Take care of yourself, Senior."

Wang Dong'er felt a little disappointed.

When Dugu Yan's poison had flared up, Wang Dong'er hadn't had a chance to treat her before Ye Lingling, Yu Tianheng, and the others interrupted them.

The Sea God's Divine Sense remained in her Sea of Consciousness. That immense power would erupt on its own when her life was in danger, but she could also use her spiritual power to activate it.

The divine properties of the Sea God's Light could completely suppress and purify the snake venom inside Dugu Yan.

She'd let the best chance slip away just like that. Sigh.

Now, Dugu Yan wouldn't tell someone she'd just met the cause of her snake venom's backlash, and Wang Dong'er couldn't very well offer a solution herself.

Bringing it up unprompted would seem suspicious, as if she'd come prepared with a plan. Dugu Yan might not think that way, but Dugu Bo certainly could.

Anyone who became a Titled Douluo was a shrewd old fox.

And Dugu Bo was a rogue cultivator who relied on no sect or other power, and fought all on his own.

Over the next few days, Wang Dong'er trained alongside Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling at the Mimicry Training Ground.

The Soul Power in her dantian grew fuller by the day. The bottleneck she had been unable to break through seemed as thin as a sheet of paper, yet stubbornly refused to tear. Wang Dong'er grew increasingly anxious, day and night hoping for a turning point.

As she prayed with all her heart, the turning point finally arrived—a gentle autumn rain fell quietly in the dead of night.

The damp, chilly weather stirred the snake venom lurking inside Dugu Yan.

The poison awoke like a savage beast, surging wildly back through her meridians.

Stifled, pained groans came from the room next door.

Wang Dong'er immediately emerged from her cultivation and hurried to Dugu Yan's room.

"Senior, are you all right?"

Wang Dong'er bent over beside the bed, worry filling her eyes.

Dugu Yan had curled into a ball from the pain, cold sweat soaking the entire bed.

The tearing agony of the poison's backlash made her tremble all over. The phantom of a Jade Phosphorous Serpent flickered into view around her.

Cold scales slowly surfaced beneath her fair skin.

Her long legs gradually drew together and merged, transforming into a serpent's tail covered in fine scales.

She gritted her teeth as her thick tail instinctively coiled around a wooden cabinet beside her, trying to brace herself against the pain.

She shook her head at Wang Dong'er, her voice weak and trembling. "I... I'm fine. I'm just... so cold. Help me... cover myself with the blanket."

As soon as she finished speaking, a bolt of ghastly white lightning ripped through the dark clouds.

A muffled boom seemed to explode right on the roof, rattling the window frames.

Dugu Yan's body jerked violently, and a mouthful of black venomous blood spilled from her lips.

The wooden cabinet wrapped in her tail was crushed to splinters by the terrifying force.

The excruciating pain finally shattered her last defenses. Dugu Yan threw back her head and let out a heart-wrenching cry.

Wang Dong'er no longer hesitated. She leaned over Dugu Yan, slowly closed her eyes, and sank her consciousness into her Sea of Consciousness.

A phantom Sea God stood quietly upon the tranquil sea.

As she channeled her spiritual power, that divine sense suddenly burst forth with a sacred radiance too dazzling to behold.

The light wasn't blinding. Instead, it carried a gentleness that embraced all things. It was the Sea God's Light, capable of purifying and suppressing all that was evil and sinister.

A flash of gold gleamed between Wang Dong'er's brows, and the mark of the Sea God Trident slowly emerged.

Empowered by the Sea God's Divine Sense, she took control of the warm, boundless power within her Sea of Consciousness.

She opened her eyes and lowered her head, gently pressing her forehead against Dugu Yan's.

In an instant, golden light blazed from between Wang Dong'er's brows.

The sacred Sea God's Light surged into Dugu Yan like a rising tide. Her bone-chilling snake venom was driven away in an instant, and the violent backlash was completely suppressed.

The pain ebbed like the tide. Dugu Yan's tightly furrowed brow gradually relaxed, and her face grew peaceful and serene.

She opened her eyes, meeting Wang Dong'er's gaze.

They were so close that they could clearly feel each other's warm breath. The girl's delicate, pleasant scent lingered at the tip of Dugu Yan's nose. Almost without thinking, she drew in a deep breath and savored it, her expression enchanted.

Wang Dong'er's face had already turned bright red. Seeing that Dugu Yan was no longer suffering from the snake venom, she hurriedly tried to stand.

But somehow, Dugu Yan's arms had already wound around her waist.

Her long serpent's tail, like a sturdy rope, was wrapped tightly around Wang Dong'er's legs. The moment she tried to rise, an even stronger force dragged her back down.

Wang Dong'er felt completely ill at ease. Panic filled her face, and her voice trembled.

"Se... Senior, could you... let go of me first?"

"Ah, sorry."

Two unmistakable blushes rose on Dugu Yan's pale cheeks. She didn't even know when she'd wound herself around Wang Dong'er.

She quickly let go with her arms. Her tail shifted as she started to move it away, when a furious roar like a thunderclap exploded at the doorway. "What are you doing?!"

They both turned to look.

An old man stood at the doorway. No one knew when he had appeared.