This countermeasure was actually very simple, somewhat like the wager Qin Fen had made with the Heavenly Demon that day: I dare you to agree.
But it was also a little different. The Nail-Head Seven-Arrows Book needed to confirm the target's identity; simply agreeing was not enough.
Lu Ya had called out, and Qin Fen had asked back. It was like Lu Ya calling Qin Fen an idiot, Qin Fen asking, "Who are you calling an idiot?", and Lu Ya answering, "I'm calling you an idiot." After going around in a circle and confirming it, who was the real idiot? Lu Ya!
The Nail-Head Seven-Arrows Book was a magical treasure. It was not a person, so it had no ability to distinguish linguistic traps. Instinctively, it identified Lu Ya as the target. On top of that, it was a Karma-based magical treasure, and Lu Ya's origins were connected to Dongwang Gong, so...
So there was no "so" after that! One needle went down, and Lu Ya felt utterly terrible!
With a thud, Lu Ya collapsed onto the table!
What was going on? The Jade Emperor turned to look, frowning. None of the other immortals understood it either. He had just suddenly collapsed—had he fainted again?
Lu Ya's hand twitched with difficulty. Clatter! His pupils contracted as the Nail-Head Seven-Arrows Book fell to the floor! If anyone discovered it, he was dead for sure!
"Daojun? Daojun?" the Northern Dipper Star Lord beside him asked softly twice.
Lu Ya lay with his head tilted to one side, utterly weak. His soul had been pinned down, and he could not even open his mouth to speak! His mind was a blur, as if knives were stirring it apart.
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